MTL - Portable Space Can be Summoned-Chapter 8 inspection

At noon, Yang Kai came to ask his mother and brother to go home for dinner.

The fourth uncle had a good harvest today. He even caught a tub of fish from Yangjiao Stream and sent two to Yang Yuan's family.

Grandma had already prepared the fish at home, so she was waiting for Yang Yuan and his mother to go home for dinner.

"Mother, brother, go home for dinner!"

Yang Kai shouted loudly while standing on the road in the field.

Yang Yuan poured the water from the bucket into the field and wiped the sweat from his forehead, especially his body that had been strengthened by Hun Tian Gong felt a bit tired.

Not to mention the mother-in-law and a female-sovereign, and have never practiced any martial arts.

For a moment, Yang Yuan even wanted to tell his mother the truth, telling her that she had been favored by the gods and had obtained a magical space in which endless food could grow, so that she would stop working so hard and just enjoy happiness at home. .

He believed that his mother would believe him after seeing the wheat that he kept moving out, and would keep it a secret for him so that no one else would know.

But in the end, he gave up this plan. Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing. He just needs to think of a reason to get the food, and why should he let them know the origin of the food.

"Mother, let's go home for dinner first."

Yang Yuan walked to his mother's side, picked up the bucket and pole next to her, and carried them on his shoulders.

"Go, go back."

Yang Yuanniang did not reject her son's proposal, she walked up the field and went home to eat with her two sons. Although the sun above her head made the air hot, Yang Yuanniang, who was walking on the road, felt a chill in her heart.

When I got home, my grandmother had already cleaned up the table and was waiting for the mother-in-law to come back.

"Come back, wash your hands and eat."

Although the Yang family said that their ancestors were a big family, but now there are not so many rules, and the whole family can eat at the table.

Yang Yuan put down the pole, scooped out a basin of water from the water tank in the courtyard, washed his hands and face, and sat down at the wooden table.

"Yeah! It's time to eat! It's time to eat!"

About to start dinner, the happiest girl is Yang Yue. She has been favored by Yang Yuan since she was a child, and she has a very strong thirst for food, which is commonly known as snack food.

"Let's have dinner!"

The younger sister's slogan must be responded to. At this time, Yang Yuan is not at all as scary as when he admonished Yang Kai yesterday.

Yang Kai, who was sitting on the side, secretly pouted after seeing the big brother's performance, and then quickly returned to normal. The big devil looked over, it was terrible!

Yang Yuan's family finished their lunch happily, grandparents went back to the house for lunch break, and Yang Yuanniang went into her house after cleaning up the dining table.

Yang Kai and Yang Yue were even forced by Yang Yuan to go back to the house to rest.

Now in this weather, if you play outside for a while, you will probably suffer from heat stroke. Go back to the house to sleep, or read a book.

Yang Kai: Sleep well, sleep well.

Yang Yuan was still the same as before, sitting on a rattan chair in the yard under the shade of a tree.

"Brother Yuan, are you at home?"

Just when Yang Yuan seemed to close his eyes to rest in peace, but was actually observing his personal space, a voice came from the door.

Don't look, Yang Yuan already knows who the person at the door is, Yang Luo.

Except for him, no one would be so polite.

It was Yang Bao and the others, who had already run in the door and yelled in front of him to report.

"Come in, Xiao Luo, sit here and cool down."

After the weather is hot, Yang Yuan's family likes to enjoy the shade under the shade of this tree, and they can chat together and deepen their relationship. Yang Yuan is here to let his grandparents and mother know that their grandson and son are not ordinary people, so he treats him well. There are fewer and fewer constraints.

"Thank you, Brother Yuan."

Yang Luo obediently sat beside Yang Yuan and thanked him.

This is the difference between Yang Luo and other brothers. Yang Luo is more like a scholar, a standard scholar.

But this is not a bad thing. Yang Yuan is very happy to see a scholar in himself, not to honor the ancestors, but to hope that someone can speak for the Yang family.

The social environment is like this, only those who read can let the rulers hear their voices.

If it weren't for this, Shun Taizu wouldn't have risen to the top.

"What's the matter with Xiao Luo?"

Usually Yang Luo rarely comes to Yang Yuan because he wants to study.

However, he also respects Yang Yuan, not only because he supports his studies, but also because he can always solve the problems of his brothers and sisters.

In Yang Luo's eyes, Yang Yuan is the future head of the Yang family. With his support, his study career will definitely be smoother.

This is not due to Yang Luo's influence, but because of the environment he grew up in. Yang Luo's parents were not around, and he grew up with his grandmother. If it wasn't for Yang Yuan's support, he would not be able to study with peace of mind.

That's why he has such feelings for Yang Yuan.

After Yang Luo heard Yang Yuan's words, he immediately sat up straight and replied, "Brother Yuan, I'm here to tell you about the morning."

"Ok."

Yang Yuan nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"I took those two people to find Uncle Dashan, and then went to find Qigong together. When I saw Qigong, the man dressed as a long-distance runner who looked like an outsider took out a token, and said he was Cang Shui. A field officer sent by the county magistrate."

"Officer of the field?"

Yang Yuan asked curiously, he has lived in Giethoorn for 14 years, and he never knew there was such an official.

"Well, Qigong said that our entire Sanyang Town has not had a field officer for nearly 20 years."

It was also the first time that Yang Luo knew that there was still this official position.

Yang Ding no longer bothered about the official name, but thought of another aspect, "Is there anything to prove his identity?"

Yang Luo shook his head, UU reading www. uukanshu. com "No."

He only saw a token that the middle-aged man took out of his arms, it might be a jade pendant or something else, it wasn't big anyway, it didn't look like a piece of paper, so he was sure that person didn't have an appointment letter or a county magistrate 's order.

"There is no appointment letter, only a token is taken out, and Qigong will directly believe his words?" Yang Ding continued to ask.

In his impression, Qigong is a very rigorous person. He has been the village chief for so many years, and he has never done anything out of the ordinary.

Two strangers came to the village and said they were field officials sent by the county magistrate. Without the county magistrate's appointment, how could Qigong believe it?

Did the two of them know each other before?

Yang Yuan shook his head, this is unlikely. Although he didn't know about Qigong's experience when he was young, but from the news from his grandfather and mother's kiss, Qigong should not have any special friends.

Forget it, these are the last moments. As long as the governor of the field does not cause trouble to Giethoorn Village, he will come.

It's just that Yang Yuan needs to be more careful when he takes things out in the future.

"Yes." Yang Luo said with great certainty.

Yang Yuan nodded and stopped worrying about this issue for the time being. If he really doesn't understand, he might just ask Qigong himself at night.

"Xiao Luo, you can go to the house and get two fish to eat later."

Yang Luo quickly refused: "No need for Brother Yuan, there are still vegetables at home."

In this regard, Yang Yuan is very domineering and doesn't listen to Yang Luo's words at all, "If you want to take it, you can take it, and I'll beat you up for the rest."

Yang Yuan found out that this cousin is too similar to a scholar, and he doesn't need too much courtesy, and he doesn't need too much enmity between relatives.

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