Chengyun glanced at the houseboat, looked at the word "来" on the window, and raised a smile that he couldn't hide.

"My wife called me and I left."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yun flew towards the boat as if he were flying.

As soon as Chengyun arrived on the deck, the aroma of wine overflowed, and the unique aroma of Yulizui and the smell of meat made him salivate even before he entered the cabin.

The small table on the boat was already open, and the main dishes were longan glutinous rice cake and sesame oil chicken as before, and everyone was enjoying themselves.

Seeing him coming, I exchanged a few words with him and then let him go and continued drinking.

Entering the cabin, Yan Juan, who was wearing a snow-green pink butterfly embroidered cross-neck skirt and an apricot-yellow pink butterfly braid, was on the Arhat's bed. She nodded politely and asked him to take a seat.

Chengyun didn't show any politeness and sat down on the Arhat bed. The food on the round pear wood table was completely out of sight.

"My lord, the meals are on the round table." Li Qiu kindly reminded him to move his seat, but Chu Feng came after him and silently moved the two meals to the Arhat bed.

This coquettish operation made the two of them dumbfounded. Chengyun raised an indifferent smile and looked at Yan Jue.

"I eat with Juanyao."

Yan Juan: "..."

You guys really don't want to change this title of losing three kilograms due to goosebumps? Which one is tolerable and which one is intolerable...

"Brother Yun, could you please change your name?" She couldn't bear it anymore.

Cheng Yun's starry eyes were suddenly surprised, and he raised his eyebrows and asked: "Jiang Yao asked me to change my name to madam? Is she also a lady?"

Yan Juan's heart felt as if an arrow had pierced her heart, and she looked at the beginning of autumn sadly.

"Auntie, I just said don't let him hinder my recovery??"

Li Qiu had no choice but to smile bitterly and said: "My lord, why don't you change your title? Before we get married, it's still inappropriate and hurtful..."

"Where did it hurt to call Jujue?" Chengyun asked before Liqiu finished speaking, and lowered his hand that was originally intended to hold up the chopsticks.

"Brother Yun, why don't you call me girl?" Yan Jue is a representative of the Practical Party. She has very little romantic feelings and is completely unable to withstand the attack of the little girl.

Chengyun didn't respond immediately. He silently picked out the chicken legs soaked in the rich aroma of wine with chopsticks and brought them to Yan Juan first. Seeing that she didn't speak, he urged:

"Eat it while it's hot."

"Auntie just finished feeding me."

"What I feed is unusual."

Yan Juan: "..."

What's different? Isn't it just the same pot of chicken?

These days, she, who is left-handed, also wants to practice shooting a bow with both hands, but unfortunately there is still a distance between fantasy and reality.

Seemingly seeing the question in her eyes, Chengyun smiled and persuaded: "My thoughts are extraordinary."

Seeing that Yan Juan was still unmoved, he coaxed, "I'll change it after you eat it."

Yan Jue immediately, quickly, bit her chopsticks, as if she was afraid that Chengyun would regret it, so fast that even she was scared, and so fast that several people also laughed.

Chengyun broke the longan glutinous rice cake into small pieces and would not eat properly until she stuffed it into her mouth. It had almost become a habit these days.

Until today, he finally relented and was willing to change his title.

"Brother Yun doesn't plan to go back to Xiyao for the New Year?" Yan Juan thought it was time for him to pack his bags and go back to Xiyao.

Taifu Li said that he was sympathetic to the difficulty of returning home for tourists from all over the world, so he suspended classes one month in advance and did not resume classes until February 2nd, so that everyone could return home to celebrate the New Year.

"Master said that my wife's injury has not healed and she will not go back." Chu Feng, who was watching from the side, spoke out as if he couldn't stand it.

Yan Juan: "..."

These words feel like they have been resented for a long time!

"Auntie saw that you haven't left to return to China, so I asked you to come to my place to make up for the winter..." Yan Jue was not a thin-skinned person, and she still blushed a little uncomfortably.

Chengyun looked back at Chu Feng, smiled lightly, and said in a warm tone: "Go pack your bags and go back to Xiyao."

"Yes!" Chu Feng did not refuse, as if he had forgotten his duty to protect Chengyun, and just retreated from the cabin.

Looking at Yan Juan who was stunned for a moment, he asked with a stern face: "You're just going to use your charm to drive him away in front of me?"

"You talk too much!" Chengyun drank the refreshing and non-greasy chicken soup in one gulp, "I have no secrets from the girl."

"Fortunately, you can't charm me. Otherwise, you would have to go somewhere to realize something was wrong?" Yan Jue touched her chest and trembled, pretending that she didn't understand what he meant.

Chengyun has always felt that she has a secret. These days, he often makes excuses and makes insinuations to ask her about things, but she always reveals them because she "doesn't understand".

"It's okay! We should let him go back to his hometown to report the news. He is expected to wake up at the border between the two countries in half a month." Chengyun continued to feed Yan Jue rice cakes.

"It took half a month to wake up?" Yan Juan tilted her head and refused to eat any more and asked, "Are you sure you won't go back?"

"If you don't go back, who will help you look after your injuries?" Chengyun finished the rice cake in one bite.

"Isn't it just three months to recover? Is there anything else?" It's not like she has never broken a bone before. "Your mother only has your son. She will be sad if you don't go home."

"If I don't take you seriously, I will be sad too." Chengyun leaned on the table with both hands and suddenly approached her, "Don't you want me to teach you how to think? You will definitely make rapid progress!"

Yan Juan: "..."

What can she do with her right hand now? After reading the content of the mental method, it all depends on the agility of the hands holding the fan.

Seeing the doubt on her face, Chengyun took a folding fan and put it on the bed to show off his fan skills.

He took full advantage of the fact that the fan could not be separated from his body. He turned the rotating fan gracefully and the folding fan opened and closed to produce sharp air.

"That was how the assassin's head was taken from the Guanyin statue that day?" Yan Juan suddenly felt a chill on her neck as she fumbled.

Chengyun: "..."

Li Qiu couldn't help but raise her lips in laughter.

"I'm left-handed." Yan Jue smiled apologetically, "so it's useless for the assassin to leave me with one hand."

Chengyun just smiled faintly, and used his left hand to attack with one hand. Yan Fei came closer, opening and closing the end fan, and the autumn wind swayed smoothly, and his left hand was more agile than his right hand.

The two people stared at each other, and they could only say that the Di newspaper still fell short.

"I never thought that left-hand fanning is the real skill." Li Qiu praised sincerely.

"I don't even know how many times my father interrupted me to prevent me from using my left hand."

This ability to shoot the bow from left to right is not easy to come by.

His father gave him instruction from military advisor Xiang Ling since he was a child. He learned not only the art of using soldiers, but also the art of fanning. He was also taught by the military advisor himself, as he said, "There is no need for outsiders to know that my son is left-handed."

For this reason, he has been trained and educated under the support of heavy soldiers since he was a child. In order to train his right hand to be as flexible as his left hand, he started several bone-breaking training when he was three years old. It was not until he was five years old that he could use both hands together. Although his right hand still cannot be used as well as his left hand.

, at least it is enough to deal with ordinary assassins.

"Then there's no need to interrupt, right?" Yan Juan suddenly looked up at him in shock and asked, "Do you want to tell me that this hand was broken well?"

"My father only remembers it when it hurts." Chengyun raised his right eyebrow in interest, with a bright smile on his lips. "It's just right that the girl has broken her hand."

Yan Juan: "..."

She half-slumped down on the Arhat's bed with her eyes closed, and asked in despair: "Auntie, have I met a master who is stricter than you?"

Li Qiu smiled and did not answer, instead responding to Chengyun's hint, thinking that he would say that they were born to be left-handed.

"According to what the noble man said, these three months are really an opportunity for the girl. It just so happens that this method of mind is so wonderful that it is not familiar with the way in the beginning of autumn and does not exceed the etiquette. The noble man can come on board and teach it personally."

Cheng Yun likes such a smart helper as Li Qiu, so why are the people around him so annoying?

Yan Ju looked back at Li Qiu with eyes wide open, "Auntie just handed me over like this?"

"No, Li Qiu will be with you." Li Qiu never accepts anything beyond her ability. The fan dance of Feng Po Xin Technique is not something she can teach. It would be best for Yan Juan if she could be taught by Cheng Yun himself.

Cheng Yun got on the boat as he wished. The Ruyi Bookstore had almost been emptied of students in the past few days, leaving only the regular team of brothers Li Jia and Pei Yan. Although it was a one-person garden and could provide its own cook, he was alone in front of him.

Where did the cook come from in Beiyong?

It's not easy to go to Mrs. Li's house every day to get food, so I can only smile at the gentleman every day.

Now that I can get on the boat, I not only have someone to accompany me, but I also have two meals a day, which is so comfortable!

...

New Year's Eve

At night, Ye Xiu prepared all the ingredients for making dumplings at night, and got on the boat with everyone to make New Year's dumplings together.

Five steps and one light made it seem like daytime on the boat, and everyone was celebrating happily while reporting the harvest status to Yan Juan.

Although the village had no profit due to floods due to the disaster, Junzixiao and Ruyi Bookstore still helped her balance the book profit. Those students who did not put their money in Junzixiao also spent their money on Ruyi Bookstore.

After deducting the expenses of sending it back to the mountain gate and the palace, there are still hundreds of thousands of taels left.

Therefore, in addition to the monthly profit, Yan Juan also prepared one hundred taels of silver for each household so that the people in the village can have a good New Year. Now it is time to finish all the money and things before the end of the year, so that the people in the village can have a good New Year.

, she can also spend the New Year on the boat with peace of mind.

Speaking of it, Yan Juan was also lucky that she was still young. After these two months of recuperation, she was told by Ye Xiu that she was about to recover. The child's growth and recovery were already rapid, and she began to feel a little more force when exerting force, and was no longer weak and weak.

Yan Jue is now fully aware of these insidious kung fu. How can she not get her debt back?

"Girl, why are you doing this?" Li Qiu smiled bitterly and looked at Yan Jue, who was performing a one-handed dumpling show.

She put the skin on her injured hand, held the filling in one hand, and clenched her fist with her injured hand to form a super small dumpling.

"I can't make dumplings, but I can make wontons and eat them by myself." Yan Ao caught a lot of wontons by grabbing and releasing them.

No matter how much suffering she has suffered now, she will get it back fairly in the future.

"Auntie! Look there's something uglier there, the dumplings are even laughing."

Chengyun, who had never made dumplings before, was making dumplings with his "family" for the first time, and he realized why everyone in the house respected and loved Yan Juan so much, while he was being laughed at.

"This is the first time I make dumplings with my own hands." Chengyun rarely blushed, and as soon as he moved his hair, it was stained with flour.

"This is my first time making dumplings by myself, it's ready." Liqiu grabbed a few open dumplings to help close them, then neatly put them back on the plate, and handed a full plate to the chef.

"Auntie's ingots are so beautiful." Chengyun saw the dumplings that looked like ingots being sent to the kitchen and couldn't wait to taste them.

"I used to accompany the old lady to make dumplings every year, and from now on I will accompany the girl to make dumplings every year." Li Qiu continued to pack Yan Juan's dumplings, and put a few small silver corners in them without leaving any trace.
Chapter completed!