Portable Space Can be Summoned

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

The fourth uncle's harvest was good today, he even caught a wooden pot fish from the Yangjiao River, and sent two to Yang Yuan's family.

Grandma has already cooked the fish at home, and she is waiting for Yang Yuan and his mother to go home for dinner.

"Mother, bro, go home for dinner!"

Yang Kai stood on the road in the field and shouted loudly.

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 the Huntian Gong also felt a burst of fatigue.

Not to mention that Niangqin is a girl, and has never practiced any martial arts.

For a moment, Yang Yuan even wanted to confide the truth to his mother, telling her that he was favored by the gods and got a magical space, which could grow endless food, so that she would stop working so hard and just enjoy the blessings at home. .

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

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

"Mom, let's go home and have dinner first."

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

"Go, go back."

Yang Yuanniang did not refuse her son's proposal, and went to the ridge to go home for dinner with her two sons. Although the sun above her head made the air hot, Yang Yuanniang felt a chill in her heart as she walked on the road.

When I got home, grandma had already cleared the table and was waiting for Niang San to come back.

"I'm 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 yard, washed his hands and face, and then sat down at the wooden table.

"Yeah! Let's eat! Let's eat!"

The meal is about to start, and the happiest person is Yang Yue, the younger sister. She has been loved by Yang Yuan since she was a child, and she has a very strong desire for food, which is commonly known as a snack.

"Let's eat, let's eat!"

The younger sister's slogan must be answered, Yang Yuan is not at all as scary as when he admonished Yang Kai yesterday.

Yang Kai, who was sitting by the side, twitched his lips secretly after seeing his 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 a lunch break, Yang Yuanniang also went into her room after clearing the dining table.

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

Playing outside for a while in this weather is likely to cause heat stroke, so go back to the house to sleep, or read a book.

Yang Kai: Sleep well, especially sleep well.

Yang Yuan was still the same as before, sitting on the wicker chair under the shade of the trees in the yard.

"Brother Yuan, are you home?"

Just when Yang Yuan seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but was actually observing his own space, a voice came from the door.

No need to look, Yang Yuan already knows who the person at the door is, Yang Luo.

No one would be so polite except him.

If it was Yang Bao and the others, they would have already run in the door and came to report yelling in front of him.

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

When the weather is hot, Yang Yuan's family likes to enjoy the shade under this tree, and they can also chat together to 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 loves him. There are fewer and fewer constraints.

"Thank you, Brother Yuan."

Yang Luo obediently sat down 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 that's not a bad thing,

Yang Yuan is very happy to see a scholar appearing in him, not for the sake of honoring his ancestors, but hoping that someone can speak out for the Yang family.

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

If it weren't for this, Taizu Shun wouldn't have risen up in the first place.

"Xiao Luo, what's the matter?"

Normally, Yang Luo rarely came to see Yang Yuan, because he wanted to study.

But he also respects Yang Yuan, not only because he supports him in studying, 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 because of Yang Luo's influence, but because of the environment in which he grew up. Yang Luo's parents were not around, and he grew up with his grandma. If it wasn't for Yang Yuan's support, he would not be able to study at ease until now.

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 what happened this morning."

"Um."

Yang Yuan nodded, motioning for him to continue talking.

"I took those two people to find Uncle Dashan, and then went to Qigong together. Among Qigong, the man dressed as a long-distance runner who looked like an outsider took out a token and said that he was Cangshui. The field supervisor sent by the county magistrate."

"The field supervisor?"

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

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

It was also the first time that Yang Luo knew that there was such an official position.

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

Yang Luo shook his head, "No."

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

"Without a letter of appointment and only a token, Qi Gong believed his words directly?" 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 that they were the field inspectors sent by the county lord. Without the appointment of the county lord, how could Qi Gong believe it?

Did the two of them know each other before?

Yang Yuan shook his head. This possibility is unlikely. Although he doesn't know Qigong's experience when he was young, but according to the news from his grandfather and mother, Qigong probably doesn't have any special friends.

Forget it, these are the last details, as long as the field supervisor doesn't bring trouble to Giethoorn Village, he will come when he comes.

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

"Yes." Yang Luo said with certainty.

Yang Yuan nodded and didn't bother with this question for the time being. If he really couldn't figure it out, he might as well 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 brother Yuan, there are still food at home."

Yang Yuan is very domineering in this regard, he doesn't listen to Yang Luo's words at all, "If you tell me to take it, you can take it, and if you say anything else, I will beat you up."

Yang Yuan found out that this cousin is too much like a scholar, and there is no need for too much politeness, and there is no need for too much grievance between relatives.