Nongmen Space: A full-level villain dressed as a pitiful girl

Chapter 349 This Is a Meeting Ceremony for Teachers
These two families are so boring to be together, Xi'er will go back to her own courtyard after eating, don't get mixed up with them, you can do whatever you want.

Out of sight out of mind.

She didn't want to hear it, but Baoyue couldn't resist telling her that she had dinner at her own house the first day, and the Xiao family invited Mrs. Luo and three of them to have dinner at Xiao's house the next day.

What do you want to do?Want to be a family early?

Xi'er held her forehead speechlessly, she had just entered the twelfth lunar month, and had nothing to do, why not go to see Zhamu, it was agreed to go once a year, and it has been two years.

So she left a letter on the table and left, for fear that these people would pester her about the matter with Jinnian again.

Zhamu has been waiting for her to come here, but it has been two years and he has not seen the shadow of his benefactor. He will go to the village to have a look every day.

I went there again today, and after waiting for a long time, when he turned around in disappointment and was about to leave, Xi'er appeared in front of him in men's attire and carrying a large bag.

"Zamu."

"Benefactor, you are finally here!"

"Something went wrong, are you all right?"

As soon as he saw Xi'er, Zhamu seemed to be a different person. Along the way, he happily told Xi'er about the changes in the past two years.

When the villagers saw Xi'er, they cheered happily and followed Zhamu to Zhamu's house.

Two new rooms were built in the house, which are higher and larger than the previous one. Maybe the benefactor was afraid that the benefactor would not be used to living in it, so they made it like this specially, and put a new mat inside.

A big pergola was set up in the yard, with mats on the floor and a table on it. Xi'er sat on the ground and Zamu poured her a bowl of water.

"Benefactor, drink water. This is boiled water. Everyone in the village is drinking this kind of water. Few people are sick anymore. It's all thanks to you."

"How is the wheat planted?"

"It's very good. The people in our village have been eating this for the past two years. It's very delicious. They learned to use chopsticks instead of eating with their hands. They also learned to catch noodles and make dumplings."

"Well, I brought you salt."

Xi'er took out the jars one by one from the big bag on her shoulder, as if the bag was inexhaustible, and after a while the salt jars fell into a pile of hills.

Zhamu looked at his big bag, then at the salt jar, and just about to ask, Xi'er said.

"You share with everyone, save some food."

"Yes, benefactor."

Zhamu and the patriarch distributed the salt to everyone, but they didn't leave, they were still watching in the yard.

Xi'er glanced at Zhamu, "I'm here this time, what do you want to learn?"

"Benefactor, can you teach us martial arts?"

"Oh? How did you think of practicing martial arts?"

"Our tribe is rich, and other tribes want to occupy this place by force, and even want to capture our people as slaves to farm for them. We have fought several battles."

Xi'er looked at Zhamu seriously, "Teaching martial arts is to learn from a teacher, do you understand?"

"Apprentice?"

"Yes, just kowtow to me three times, and you will call me master in the future. You will be a teacher for a day and a father for life. You will respect me as your father in the future. Can you do it?"

Seeing the wheat-colored boy Zhamu, he immediately stood up, came to Xi'er, and solemnly kowtowed three times to her.

"Master"

"get up"

"Yes, Master"

"What kind of weapon do you like?"

"Knife, big knife"

Xi'er took out a large knife with a scabbard from her bag, "This is a greeting gift for the teacher."

Zhamu took it with both hands, "Thank you, Master,"

"From now on, you are the first disciple of the teacher, and the teacher has a requirement for you."

"Master, please speak."

"The teacher hopes that after you practice martial arts, you can unify the tribes here, so that they can all learn to farm, use chopsticks, and cook. Like you, can you do it?"

Jamu's chest trembled when he heard it, and he immediately knew what he was going to do, and he shouted:
"Yes, master, in his lifetime, Jamu will definitely work hard to complete it."

The patriarch watched with tears on his face. Their Tengxi tribe was finally about to stand up, and the person in front of them was the god who came to rescue their Tengxi tribe.

At night, Xi'er taught Zamu a set of sword techniques and a set of mental techniques. The mental techniques were directly input into Zamu's mind by her, otherwise he would not understand at all.

In addition, he was given a manual of fighting skills, and asked him to practice slowly with his clansmen.

During the day, she would correct these people, and at night, she would instruct Jamu to practice inner skills and sword skills. Although Jamu is not young, he has a good foundation.

Climbing on the mountains and hunting in the jungle since childhood, I have a certain foundation.

From the second day Xi'er came, men, boys, and boys in the village followed Jamu to learn martial arts.

Zhamu worked very hard, and made rapid progress every night under Xi'er's personal guidance.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was time for Xi'er to leave. Before she left, she entered the art of war into Zhamu's brain. Armed force alone is not enough, but brains are also needed. It depends on whether he can use it freely.

This time Xi'er left in front of all the villagers of the Tengxi tribe, and disappeared in a flash.

Jamu immediately knelt on the ground and shouted towards the sky.

"Master Immortal, I will live up to your expectations."

The patriarch led the whole clan to worship the sky devoutly.

After leaving the Tengxi tribe, Xi'er went to Gu Village, the village where she built a workshop in the south, and she has not been here for several years.

She hid in mid-air, looked at Gu Village, the corners of her lips curled up, no one disturbed them, the workshops developed very well, now there are five of them, roads have been built in the village, and the traffic is very lively.

The tree she planted back then was even more lush than then, and the old village head was sitting under the tree looking at the ledger.

"I don't know when the benefactor will come, so that I can give her the income of these years."

His daughter-in-law said with a smile, "Didn't your benefactor tell you to shout three times at the tree?"

"How dare I, the benefactor said that there will be a big event, so can giving the money be a big deal? If the benefactor has something to do, I yelled and asked her to come and get the money. Wouldn't Qi be responsible for the big event of the benefactor?"

Xi'er landed in front of him from the sky, "How come, as long as it's not a trivial matter, I can come."

When the village head saw Xi'er, he happily slipped down from the chair and knelt down on the ground. Xi'er supported him with both hands.

"Sit down, you are an elder and I am a junior, so don't be so polite in the future."

"Hey, it just so happens that you're here, I'll get you a bank note,"

The old man trotted into the house, trotted out again, held a banknote in his arms, and handed it to Xi'er.

"These are earned in the past few years."

"How about yours?"

"I kept them all, and I also gave the workers extra wages. There are red envelopes at the end of the year, and the roads in the village also come from here,"

Xi'er took out two 1 taels of silver bills from the inside, "These are for the supervisor, the workers send them out and say that I have come to see them."

The old man was moved and wiped away his tears, "If it wasn't for the benefactor, we would still be living day after day, but now we are better, everyone is living a very nourishing life every day."

Xi'er looked at the old man's body, "Don't get excited, come on, this is a bottle of medicine that is good for your health, you and your aunt will take one pill every month."

"This is?"

"Health-preserving medicine, each person takes one pill a month, and I'll bring it to you when I come back. You have to live well, live tougher, and I'm pointing you to take care of these workshops for me."

The old man understood immediately, he pulled his wife and wanted to kneel down to her again.

Xi'er took the bank note into the space, then laughed and disappeared, leaving only the second elder staring blankly at the sky.

(End of this chapter)