Xu Sanniang opened her mouth in surprise: "Brother Tushan, where did you hear about this?"
"Your eldest sister didn't tell you?"
"Didn't say."
"The director of the city construction department is not your eldest sister's best friend. This decree probably came from him." Tu Shanjun broke open the melon seeds on the table, took out the kernels, and chewed them. It was still tasteless. It would be better to drink spiritual wine to taste it.
"Since we have the money to relocate, we will definitely relocate them."
Tu Shanjun is not worried about these things. Relocation is a good thing, and the courtyard can be repaired no matter what.
The orphanage is a subordinate of the Department of Support and Relief, and no matter how dilapidated it is, it is still an official yamen of Tianji Mansion. There will basically be no trouble, unless the young man gets mad and moves everything in Longrongfang and replaces it with new ones, such as
Inns, markets, rooftops...
But this is obviously impossible.
This work cannot be completed in a short time, and it may not be completed in a year or a half.
There is no guarantee whether it is true or false. Maybe tomorrow the young man will find it troublesome and leave it to his subordinates to do it casually.
Xu Sanniang originally wanted to go to Sister Gongsun's house to ask, but after thinking about it carefully, she killed such an idea.
She was really avoiding Sister Gongsun. They were not the same person. It wasn't that Xu Sanniang looked down on people in the world. It was said that Sister Gongsun was from a high-ranking family of the Hehuan Sect. That was the purpose of the Hehuan Sect.
Probably because she didn't want to.
It's just such a simple thing.
"Brother Tushan, please don't move around the hospital tomorrow and tomorrow. I heard that the Medical Department also recruits extra spirit boat operators..."
“Not safe.”
Tushanjun shook his head.
He knows the Medical Department Yamen.
It integrates medicine and specializes in recruiting monks from the wood and water elements who are proficient in healing techniques. As long as they pay enough spirit stones and are in the city, the medical department's spirit boat will rush to the injured anytime and anywhere for treatment.
Of course, most of the non-staff personnel are thugs.
The injured must have their own problems, and maybe they are still fighting fiercely, which requires the Medical Department to stop them.
Driving a flying boat in the medical department is like driving an ambulance.
"But I have to go."
"It's just a shortage of spiritual stones, why put yourself at risk."
Xu Sanniang hesitated while shaking her head slightly and said: "Brother Tushan has good intentions, but we can't rely on you for everything. I know that Brother Tushan has an extraordinary background and will definitely not stay here for a long time. I can also see that you need spiritual stones. You shouldn't delay.
It's your business. I have hands and feet, how can I be a drag?"
"Making talismans, setting up formations, refining alchemy, casting tools, puppet equipment, medicine and poison, controlling beasts, spiritual plants..."
"I'll teach you whatever you want to learn."
"Think of it as if you borrowed it from me, and you will pay me back when you can make money."
"How is this the same?"
"If you say that, I'm embarrassed to use your magic power. Why don't you lease your magic power to me and I'll give you the spiritual stone."
Tu Shanjun said with a smile. He didn't tell Xu Sanniang too much about the Zunhun Banner. He could see clearly that even if he made it clear, Xu Sanniang would definitely not accept the kindness.
How could he force a strong person to do something against his will?
Tu Shanjun doesn't like to interfere with other people's choices.
Xu Sanniang sighed, this favor will eventually be accepted.
She didn't want to accept the favor, so she left that place and came here.
She knew that she could not keep the treasure of the weapon spirit, and panic arose in her heart. It was not until she got along gradually that she felt a little more at ease. However, she could wait, but her mana and livelihood could not wait. Brother Qi Ling needed his mana to make money after all.
She didn't know why the treasures were still short of money.
"Let's learn."
"I have a master... but I can't accept you as my master."
"What kind of teacher should I learn from this?"
…
Three days later.
Tushanjun, who was sitting on a wicker chair, was waving a cattail leaf fan to drive away the heat around him.
Even though his body was strong, he still didn't like the heat.
The thin monkey was scratching the doorframe from a distance and poking his little head.
Seeing that the cattail leaf fan was not moving, he tiptoed in until he got close to the stone table. He said that the table looked like a table, but in fact only half of it was left, and the cane chairs were all woven by Tu Shanjun himself.
"Master Tiger..."
Tu Shanjun opened one eye, then both eyes, stood up with a smile and said, "Who taught you to shout like that?"
"I heard from my husband that tiger means tiger, and generally those martial arts masters in the city are called 'ye' wherever they go." Thin Monkey swallowed and expressed his opinion.
While speaking, he kept looking at Tushanjun's face, which fortunately was always smiling.
However, he also heard that there is a type of tiger that has a smiling face but is actually very fierce. It is called the Smiling Tiger.
"Idiot, you've only heard that tigers are tigers, but haven't you heard that foxes are Tushan?"
"Fox? Tushan?"
The thin monkey scratched his head. He searched and searched for the knowledge he had learned, but he had never heard that Tushan represented the fox.
"In ancient times, the Fox clan had four famous sects in the high mountains and deep country, namely 'Qingqiu', 'Tushan', 'Yousu' and 'Chunhu'. Tushan later changed his surname to Tu, so..." Tushanjun stopped immediately.
What's he doing with children's science? Besides, there are no so-called four famous mountains here.
As for Tushan and Tiger, in fact, when families were naming them, they often omitted the double characters in the middle.
"Uncle Fox?"
"Are you a fox demon?"
"Oh, why are you hitting me again?" Thin Monkey covered his head.
Tu Shanjun raised his index finger holding the word "Nine" and was about to give the thin monkey another violent shudder: "I am neither a monster nor an elf."
After being interrupted by Shouhou, he forgot to ask him what he was doing. Generally, children did not come to his courtyard. Xu Sanniang had told the teacher not to let the children disturb him as he was busy.
"Tell me, what are you looking for me for?"
What worries can a child have? It's just that the girl he likes doesn't want to play with him anymore, or he gets into a fight over a verbal dispute and then comes back defeated, or worse still, he's blackmailed into paying protection money, or
I got in front of my parents after I was bullied.
Tushanjun is not their parent, but there is not much difference between teachers and parents.
Xu Sanniang has been practicing drawing talismans these days and doesn't have much time to take care of them, so these tasks fell to Tu Shanjun.
It has to be said that for an old monster like him, cooking is no big deal, but he really has no experience in taking care of children.
"You haven't beaten anyone, or is it someone who is blackmailing you?"
"Or maybe I was bullied."
"My childhood sweetheart doesn't want to play with you anymore."
"..."
Tu Shanjun shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand and straightened his posture. If they were the first few, he would definitely pay attention to them. These children were all entrusted to him by Xu Sanniang to take care of. He couldn't just let them go.
Leave the child's affairs to be resolved by the child. All he has to do is talk to the other adult.
"neither."
"I want to join the club!"
"Oh, Uncle Tiger, why did you hit me again?"
"What are you adding?"
"She..." The words never came out of his throat, because the thin monkey saw Tushanjun's fingers twisted into tremors.
"Who told you?"
"That's what people from the Sick Tiger Gang said."
"They said they would take me to a good place in the future, as long as I joined their club."
Tushanjun's face suddenly turned gloomy.
Does the Sick Tiger Gang think the orphanage is their backup storage base for club boys?
Shouhou is only eight years old now and will have his spiritual roots tested in two years.
If the spiritual roots are not good enough, you will have to go out to make a living at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and start arranging talents so many years in advance. The Binghu Gang is somewhat ideal, but it should not be used here.
"It's not that I want to eat well, my sister works hard for me and I see that my younger brothers and sisters are getting better and better. If I become the boss of the company in the future, I will definitely be able to..."
Tushanjun didn't say anything, but raised his finger and touched the thin monkey's forehead.
The thin monkey suddenly felt sleepy.
Before he could finish his words, he fell into Tushanjun's arms.
The thin monkey secretly said: "It's broken!"
Uncle Hu's clothes looked like they were no ordinary objects at first glance, and they didn't get stained when he touched them.
He just felt dazed for a while.
Then I got Uncle Hu’s permission.
Not only that, Uncle Hu also convinced Sister A, so he honed his martial arts, prepared for the spiritual root test, and strengthened his body at the same time. When he was ten years old, he failed to test his spiritual root.
Fortunately, he laid a good foundation and worked hard. When he first joined the society, he became the leader of the society.
After several more years of hard work, he was hacked to death in a fire fight.
My sister cried very sadly.
The thin monkey also cried.
Suddenly woke up.
The thin monkey sat up from the bed, and then realized that he was lying on Uncle Tiger's wicker chair, and Uncle Tiger was drinking from a wine gourd.
Wiping the tears from the corners of my eyes, the vague memory seemed to be withdrawn all of a sudden. I just felt that it was a distant dream and I couldn't remember anything.
"Uncle Tiger, I had a dream."
"What you should do."
"Do you still want to join the Laoshizi Sick Tiger Gang?"
The thin monkey quickly shook his head.
Being hacked really hurts, and being hacked is also very uncomfortable.
Especially when he died, his brothers and sisters came over.
He could feel the sister hugging his headless body, but could not speak. Now that he recalled it, he felt a chill, and he was even more afraid of something like this happening.
"Those who kill will always be killed."
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Afraid."
"But……"
"Be good at reading and deciphering Chinese characters. All you have to do now is to read well. Don't wait until you can't even understand the scriptures someday.
"I've seen your spiritual root in advance, it's not bad!" Tu Shanjun shook the wine gourd in his hand and said while standing up: "If the people from the Sick Tiger Gang harass you again, tell me."
"I'll help you with the theory."
Looking at Uncle Tiger's tall back, Skinny Monkey was deeply moved.
…
dusk.
The thin monkey came back from school with his head drooped.
Seeing Xu Sanniang, Shouhou cheered up and went straight to the backyard to find Tushanjun.
Xu Sanniang looked confused.
When did the relationship between these two fathers become so good?
Mysterious.
"Originally, I was supposed to be the leader of the Little Tiger Gang, but now I have been snatched away by Fatty Wang."
"Did he ask you for money?"
"I didn't give it."
"Three people didn't come to school today."
"You know him?"
"We know each other fairly well. They are children from an orphanage, similar to us."