The next morning, Yang Yulan took Fan Xiaolian to the school and explained the situation to the teachers in the school.
The teachers in the school were a little surprised to hear that Fan Xiaolian became the mayor's teacher, but they still allowed Fan Xiaolian not to come to the school to attend classes in the future, and even called Fan Xiaolian as junior sister.
You must know that the teachers in the school are also students taught by Chu Fan.
And Fan Xiaolian is now Bu Fan's disciple, which means they are from the same sect.
Fan Xiaolian said in her heart that she was not afraid, but it was a lie. After all, the gentleman she once respected actually called her junior sister.
Afterwards, after coming out of the school, Yang Yulan tidied Fan Xiaolian's messy hair and whispered:
"Mom has to go to the workshop to do some work. You go to the mayor's house alone. You can't cause trouble. You have to listen to the mayor. Do you understand me clearly?"
"Mom, I'm not a child, and it's not my first time going to the mayor's house!!" Fan Xiaolian said with a sweet smile.
"Of course Mom knows that Xiaolian is not a child, but going to the mayor's house this time is different from before. This time you go to learn from the mayor!"
Yang Yulan reached out and touched Fan Xiaolian's fair face, her eyes full of doting.
"Mom, I understand, I will definitely learn my skills from the mayor!" Fan Xiaolian nodded heavily.
"This is my good boy!" Yang Yulan gently kissed Fan Xiaolian's forehead.
Afterwards, Fan Xiaolian bid farewell to her mother and walked toward the mayor's house alone.
But when I walked to the big locust tree, I saw a familiar figure sitting sideways on a white donkey.
"Sister Xiaoman, are you here to pick me up?"
Fan Xiaolian looked happy and ran forward with small steps.
"Don't get me wrong, I just came out to make soy sauce, and I happened to meet you!"
Xiaoman picked up a small jar. There was a square piece of red paper stuck on the surface of the small jar. The word "sauce" was written on the red paper. The meaning was obvious. She was here to make soy sauce.
Fan Xiaolian's fair face was still smiling happily.
That's what Sister Xiaoman is like. She is obviously waiting for her here, but she never admits it.
"Come on, I'm on my way anyway, I'll give you a ride!"
Xiaoman had no expression on his face, stretched out his hand, and pulled Fan Xiaolian onto the back of the little white donkey. The little white donkey walked slowly up the mountain road.
Bufan's house is close to the mountain, which is a relatively remote location in the town. Generally, few people would walk there, but there is a straight cement road leading directly to the front of Bufan's house.
This is not Bu Fan's plan to build a cement road directly to his home for the convenience of traveling, but the town residents want to build it regardless of their own reasons, saying that it is for the convenience of finding the mayor.
Along the way, Xiao Man and Fan Xiaolian were silent. Fan Xiaolian hugged Xiao Man tightly, and Xiao Man looked at the scenery on both sides of the road.
"Fan Xiaolian!"
Suddenly, Xiaoman took the lead to break the silence.
"Ha, Sister Xiaoman, what do you want me to do?"
Fan Xiaolian trembled and asked quickly.
"Since you have accepted my father as your teacher, you will become my junior sister from now on. If you have anything you don't understand about your practice, you can ask me!" Xiaoman said softly.
"Um!"
Fan Xiaolian lowered her eyes and hummed softly, her heart suddenly felt sweet, as if she had eaten honey.
Xiaoman didn't really want to help Fan Xiaolian.
She just felt that if her father accepted a disciple with such a low level of cultivation, there might be some mischief in the future.
She did this just to avoid anything happening.
Soon, the two came home.
Little Xibao was waiting at the door, and there was a toad beside him. When he saw them coming, he immediately stretched out his little hands and raised his little head.
"Xiao Xibao, who are you waiting for at the door?" Xiao Man asked with some confusion.
"I'm waiting for junior sister to come over!" Xiao Xibao said with a serious face.
Junior sister?
Xiao Man just couldn't react, but then she immediately understood what it meant.
If we go by the time of cultivation and initiation, Fan Xiaolian is still Xiao Xibao's junior sister.
Fan Xiaolian was also aware of this, but when she saw Xiao Xibao's cute and playful little face, she couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering.
"Sister, are you waiting for me?"
Fan Xiaolian smiled and called Xiao Xibao junior sister, which made Xiao Xibao's face turn red.
"Yes, junior sister, if you don't understand anything in the future, you can come and ask me?"
Xiao Xibao's little hands were clasped behind her back, looking like a senior sister.
"Thank you, little senior sister!" Fan Xiaolian smiled.
"Well, come in then!!"
Little Xibao nodded slightly, turned around with his hands behind his back, and walked into the yard with small steps.
But after walking for a while, he suddenly started jumping.
"I am the little senior sister! I am the little senior sister!"
Fan Xiaolian and Xiaoman looked at each other and raised the corners of their mouths, feeling helpless and wanting to laugh.
Come into the yard.
At this time, Bu Fan poked his head out of the kitchen.
"You girl are finally back. I have to wait for a long time to buy some wine. If I want you to buy some medicine to save your life, I have to wait until you are dead to get it!"
But when he saw Fan Xiaolian next to Xiao Man, Bu Fan's eyes lit up and his words changed.
"Oh, no wonder I couldn't wait for soy sauce for a long time. Daqing Xiaoman went to pick up my new apprentice!"
When Fan Xiaolian was told this, her fair face turned red for some reason, and she immediately glanced secretly at Xiaoman beside her. Xiaoman's face remained calm.
"Have you eaten? If not, I just cooked some egg porridge, how much!" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"No, Mayor, I'll eat it!" Fan Xiaolian said nervously.
"You still call me mayor?" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"Master!" Fan Xiaolian immediately changed her words.
"I prefer to listen to Master!" Bu Fan touched his chin.
"Master!" Fan Xiaolian said.
"The quirks of middle-aged men!" Xiao Man added expressionlessly.
Fan Xiaolian looked at Xiao Man with some confusion, what are the eccentricities of middle-aged men, but Bu Fan's face darkened, "Hurry up and bring the sauce wine!"
Looking at Master and Sister Xiaoman, an idea suddenly came to Fan Xiaolian's mind.
Is this how father and daughter get along?
…
Originally Fan Xiaolian thought that Bu Fan would teach her how to practice next.
But when she learned that the person who taught her practice was an old beggar who used to tell stories under the big locust tree, Fan Xiaolian was very surprised, because being able to teach her practice meant that the old beggar was also an immortal who knew magic.
"He is self-aware! Xiaolian, this Mr. Hong is a man of very high cultivation. If he teaches you cultivation, he will definitely be better than my father!"
Fan Xiaolian still believed Xiaoman's words. In fact, even if Sister Xiaoman didn't say it, she would practice with whomever Master asked her to practice.
After the old beggar tested Fan Xiaolian's spiritual roots, he passed on a mental technique to Fan Xiaolian and gave Fan Xiaolian a brief lesson. Fan Xiaolian listened very carefully.
After that, the old beggar asked Fan Xiaolian to go back to practice. If there is anything you don’t understand, you can ask him at any time.