There were thirteen Jianmen disciples who escorted Guo Rui back to the village to visit his relatives.
The eleven are inner disciples with cultivation levels at the fifth level of martial arts.
One of them is the deputy commander of the inner sect, with an eighth level of military force.
The last person was a curly-haired boy who was several years older than Guo Rui.
She has long eyebrows, clear eyes, and an elegant temperament.
Wearing a purple velvet robe that only direct disciples were allowed to wear, he stood in the courtyard and looked around, full of curiosity about the remote Xiwan Village.
In the hall, Widow Xue took her little son, whom she hadn't seen for a year, to greet him with tears in her eyes.
The mediocre-looking young boy said in a mature tone: "Mom, don't worry about me. I live a good life in Jianmen. I eat, drink, and have sex, and I have someone to take care of me every day."
"Master treats me like his own son and takes great care of me."
"Look, have I gained weight and become whiter than last year?"
Widow Xue nodded fiercely and said: "My son is the best."
Guo Rui explained with a smile: "The direct disciple's family leave is twenty days, and it takes about six days to travel back and forth. I can stay at home for half a month this time."
"The next time I come back, I have to wait until the end of next year."
"Oh, I really want to eat your sweet and sour fish and stewed bacon."
"I'm almost starving for it. The cooks in Jianmen can't make it taste like that."
Widow Xue said with a doting look on her face: "Yes, I will let you eat as much as you want."
Guo Rui grinned happily and said, "My eldest brother? Why aren't you at home?"
Widow Xue said mysteriously: "Your eldest brother has taken a liking to Li Laosi's daughter in Lijia Village and made an appointment with a matchmaker to "visit" her today."
"Hey, if you don't come back for dinner tonight, this marriage will probably be accepted."
Guo Rui muttered like a young adult: "My eldest brother is only seventeen years old, how can I marry him?"
"Li Laosi, the one who works as a bricklayer in this town?"
Widow Xue replied: "It's him."
Guo Rui waved his hand and said: "No, the Li family's conditions are too poor and they are not worthy of my brother."
"Mom, I am now a direct disciple of Jianmen. How can I just marry a country girl?"
"If you want to marry, you must marry a well-educated female college student in the city."
"You are so beautiful and have so much face."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
When the Jianmen disciples who were waiting outside the house heard the call, they immediately bowed and brought over a heavy wooden box.
It's boxy and somewhat similar to a woman's jewelry box.
Widow Xue blinked and said, "What are you pretending to be?"
Guo Rui opened it as if he were presenting a treasure, and said proudly: "Master gave me a few small trinkets as gifts, but I didn't have any use for them, so I simply took them to a pawn shop to exchange for some money."
"It's not much. A total of two hundred thousand should be enough to marry my eldest brother."
"Mom, I asked the elders in the family, and they said that houses in Nanyang Town are not expensive. Buying a house and decorating it will cost you 120 to 30 thousand yuan."
"It has only been a year since I joined the Sword Sect. If you wait a little longer and give me another three to five years, I will definitely let you and my eldest brother live a good life."
Widow Xue's breathing was rapid, and her eyes were hotly staring at the stacks of neatly arranged hundred-yuan bills in the wooden box.
I have never seen so much money in my life, it was so bright.
She was moved to tears by her youngest son's heartfelt words and said, "Mom, I just want you to be safe and not bullied by others."
"It is my greatest wish that you two brothers can succeed."
"Be worthy of yourself, worthy of the Guo family, and even worthy of your dead father."
Guo Rui was dissatisfied and said: "Mom, don't treat me like a child. What's the saying? The children of the poor have long been the masters of the family."
