Luofeng Town is not very small, with a radius of about ten miles. Even now, night has fallen and you can look around at the bustling crowds, especially since the Chinese New Year is coming. Everyone has to rest and celebrate at the end of the year, so the streets are full of voices calling for buying and selling. Falling incessantly. This level of prosperity is comparable to the density of some big cities in previous lives...
The mountains and clear waters show off beauties. Qing Shui found that he could see some beauties from time to time when he came to the town. They were fair-skinned, tall, plump and thin. After all, there were too many beauties but there were still a few beauties missing. However, they were still a little far behind compared to their masters who were lightly dressed.
From time to time, some beautiful girls would look at Qing Shui. At this time, Qing Yi would smile and point to Qing Shui: "Qing Shui, look, there is a little beauty looking at you."
Qing Shui would be very happy at this time. What he was happy about was not seeing a beautiful woman looking at him, but seeing his mother's mentality and the emotional atmosphere between mother and son.
Seeing other families with parents and children, or young boys and girls making love to each other happily, old men and old ladies supporting each other...
Qing Shui inadvertently saw a hint of helplessness and unwillingness in his mother's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. Qing Shui knew what his mother was thinking, but it was a pity that he didn't even have a chance until he reached the innate realm...
Qing Shui saw that his mother was particularly fragile and tired at that moment. What was tired was her heart, her helplessness about the future, and her lack of chance to succeed.
"Mom, what did you remember? I will be an adult after the New Year. You promised me that after the coming-of-age ceremony is held after the New Year, you will tell me about my father." Qing Shui took his mother's hand and mentioned his father. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and this cold light made Qing Yi's heart skip a beat.
"Mom will definitely tell you what she promised you, but you must listen to her." Qing Yi showed a forced smile and looked at Qing Shui lovingly with her beautiful eyes.
"It's okay, mother. You have a son. He will handle everything for you."
Qing Yi looked at her high-spirited son, and at that moment she seemed to feel that Qing Shui's slender body was so tall, and the warmth and feeling in her heart was very warm. Her son had grown up.
The mother and son walked slowly in Luofeng Town, looking at the things sold in the bustling crowds from time to time. There was constant laughter or laughter, and even teasing between men and women.
Qing Shui stood beside his mother and enjoyed the tranquility of this moment. Even if he was standing in the busiest and noisiest street, as long as his mother was by his side, Qing Shui felt very peaceful even if the sky fell. Just like in the previous life, a lonely city is lonely because there are no relatives or lovers, and it is upset because you are lonely.
By the time mother and son returned to Qing's house, it was already very late. The Chinese New Year will be here in two days. Qing Shui is not sure about the customs of mainland Jiuzhou, but Qing Shui knows that the customs in Qingjiazhuang are almost the same as in his previous life. Since he was a rural person in his previous life, and the villages and towns here are similar to his previous life, during the New Year, he must post couplets and put Firecrackers, burning incense to worship ancestors...
The next day, Qing Shui and his mother tidied up the house together. In fact, there was nothing to tidy up. The Qing family had almost no employees. Moreover, Qing Yi was not used to letting others into his room, except for his son Qing Shui.
Last night, Qing Shui took an hour to enter the Purple Jade Fairyland to practice. Such a good treasure Qing Shui would never waste a day. No matter how busy he was, he had to take time. Besides, it was easy to take an hour out of a day.
Looking at the bare space, the time spent 100:1 is simply a waste. It's a pity that Qing Shui has never paid attention to planting. He originally planned to plant some precious herbs, but it's a pity that the last time a thousand-year-old ginseng would make the Situ family come to visit it in person. , which shows how precious the thousand-year-old medicinal herbs are.
Forget it, I will plant some herbs when I come across them. After all, you can plant a lot of them in a space of about fifteen acres. If you plant them in one year, you will be able to plant hundreds of herbs. I am fifteen years old this year, and I will be sixteen in a day. Now If you grow some ordinary medicinal herbs, they will be 500 years old by the time you are in your early twenties.
After thinking about it, Qing Shui felt very excited. No wonder he said he wanted to do it. He couldn't just think about it. After all, precious medicinal herbs were not so easy to find. He could try to grow ordinary medicinal herbs and use the years to win. As long as he left some space in the Purple Jade Wonderland, etc. You can also transplant precious and rare herbs when you come across them.
"After the Chinese New Year, I will buy some common herbs or collect some. I know a lot of herbs now." Qing Shui secretly made a decision and must do it as soon as possible.
"Qing Shui, when did you come back? I heard that you have been out training for the past six months."
Qing Shui heard the sound and looked up to see it was Qing Yang. Qing Shui remembered that he met him once when he went to the Qing family's martial arts training ground for the first time. Later, Qing Yang broke through and entered the sixth level of the warrior. He has not been seen since. He is the third uncle Qing Hu's. The third son, all of them are descendants of the Qing family, so of course they don't laugh at Qing Shui like other children from wealthy families in the martial arts training ground.
The Qing family's martial arts field is just a place for morning training. Not only are the three generations of the Qing family who have not reached the sixth level of samurai, but there are also children from other wealthy families. There are far more people than the Qing family, and the Lan family is also among them. , is one of the best among them. This phenomenon has become even more obvious in the past two years.
"Well, I haven't seen him for a long time. His training has been going well lately, I guess." After five years of not seeing each other, Qing Shui could still see at a glance the opponent's strength, the peak of the seventh-level warrior.
Qing Shui had a feeling that his cousin Qing Glaze, who was younger than him in the Qing family, was definitely not at the peak of the seventh level, but the honest and honest Qing Zi Qing Shui knew that he was indeed an eighth level warrior.
It’s interesting, it seems that this year’s annual competition is definitely going to be lively. Because not only the Qing family can participate in the Qing family's annual competition, but the rule of the Qing family is that the descendants of the Qing family must be warriors at the sixth level before they can participate. I remember that a few years ago, a group of adventurous young people passed by Qingjiazhuang and happened to catch up. I actually participated last year compared to last year, saying that using force to make friends, of course the other party is also a young man.
It was said to be a competition but also a discussion. Qing Shui thought about the big families near Qingjiazhuang. The ones that seemed slightly weaker than the Qing family were the Lan family, the Feng family and the Tong family in Luofeng Town.
"Brother Qingyang, it seems that this year's competition can show off your skills." Qing Shui said with a smile, and had already walked up to Qingyang with a smile.
Qingyang smiled bitterly, "It's not that easy. Do you know that Lan Ye from the Lan family, Feng Xishui from the Feng family, and Tong Gang from the Tong family are all ninth-level warriors now."
"Ninth level warrior? How is it possible? Brother Qingzi is only so young now. Who in the Qing family can compete with them?" Qing Shui didn't say how strong he was, but he still felt surprised. He had changed so much in five years. He didn't expect it to be so big. The third generation of the Kuai Qing family was actually overtaken by another family. It seemed that the second generation of the Qing family had no choice but to take the Wasted God Pill.
"Fortunately, Qing Glaze Zhengqi is the genius of our Qing family. Now he has reached the tenth level of the warrior. He should be more than enough to deal with them. I will deal with some small fish and shrimps." Qing Yang smiled happily when he mentioned Qing Glaze, It is only because the family is strong that its interests can be protected, and individuals can be protected and respected.
In a thousand-year-old family or sect, anyone can lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade. Who can bear the weight of a tall hat
Qing Shui walked around Qing's house for a long time, met several of his brothers, and went to his grandfather's house to see. Qing Luo may have more grandchildren than granddaughters, but he only has one nephew and granddaughter, so Qing Luo loves even his useless nephew. add.
"Qing Shui, I have seen that you have grown up a lot in the past six months. Don't force yourself on one path of cultivation. If one path doesn't work, you can try another one, otherwise you will suffer hardship. You can also stand high on other paths. Grandpa, you are smart as well. I won’t say much more, the road is in your own hands.” Qing Luo looked at Qing Shui, who was now considered an adult, and said kindly.
"Grandpa, don't worry, I'll be fine." Qing Shui knew that there was no need to say anything more now.
The next day, the Chinese New Year was celebrated, and everywhere was full of joy. Visiting relatives and friends, Qing Shui and Qing Yi skipped a lot of things and just walked around and watched the excitement on the streets.
On the fourth day, Qingluo led the whole family to worship their ancestors.
Another year has passed, and this year is unusual for Qing Shui. This year is when he turns sixteen, and it is also the year when a coming-of-age ceremony is held to determine what path he will take in the future.