The ignorant Lin Yan was led by his father and sent to a private school in the village.
Linjia Village does not seem to be very wealthy, but because of the hunting team, it can hunt some wild beasts from time to time, and can always sell them at a good price at the market in the town.
Especially the two brothers Lin Dong and Lin Nuo in the village, each of them has strong martial arts skills and almost gains something every day. Because of this, in this world where people are generally poor, the whole village can not only have enough to eat, but also have a lot of money.
With the money, he hired an old scholar and opened a private school to teach the children in the village.
At first, Xiao Linyan couldn't accept the status quo of being transformed from the son of an immortal to a farmer, but after attending a private school for a few days and being beaten by his father a few times, especially the martial arts skills taught by his father in his 'dream', he could no longer accept them.
After being unable to perform it, he completely resigned himself to his fate and gave up the idea of becoming an immortal.
"Lin Yan, hurry up, you're going to be late, you're going to be late, sir, you have to make plans!"
After the winter comes, Linjia Village is experiencing heavy snowfall, one after another. The cold winter is coming. Even the hunting team goes into the mountains less frequently. However, the private school never stops teaching. For the people in the village,
For example, even if they are poorly dressed and have less food, they still have to collect enough money to allow the children to continue their studies.
"Okay, here we come!"
Xiao Linyan, wearing bulging clothes and carrying a small backpack, jumped up and down towards the private school under the greetings of several friends in the village.
At the door of the hut, Lin Nuo and Xiu'er watched the children go away, smiling but unwilling to take their eyes back.
"Xiu'er, you really don't plan to teach Yan'er some cultivation experience here? You must know that although the cultivation here can't be taken away, the memory can be taken away. With a lifetime of cultivation experience in this world, you can let it go in the future.
He has avoided many detours!"
"No!"
Xiu'er shook her head, "In the future, Yan'er will have endless years to practice after he walks out of the divine source. In this life, I just want him to grow up happily, and I don't want him to bear any shackles or responsibilities!
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"That's fine!"
Lin Nuo smiled and nodded. He was satisfied to be able to watch his son grow up day by day. As for other things, he didn't care at all.
The days passed by little by little in this small Lin family village, and little Lin Yan grew up day by day.
This kind of dull life may be unbearable for young people who are obsessed with fame and fortune, but for Lin Nuo and Xiu'er, this kind of dull and warm life is the life they dream of.
The years are quiet and peaceful, and there is nothing more beautiful than this in the world!
Time passed slowly, and Xiao Linyan grew up day by day under the witness of Lin Nuo and his wife.
This year, Lin Yan turned sixteen.
Sixteen-year-old Lin Yan is extremely handsome, perhaps because he has been studying and practicing calligraphy all year round. This child has long lost the naughtyness he had when he was a child and acts extremely calmly. Although he doesn't talk much, he is extremely wise and intelligent. In many things, he just
One look at it and you can understand its meaning.
As for Lin Nuo and his wife, they have already become middle-aged, with faint wrinkles appearing at the corners of their eyes and foreheads. However, even so, the couple's slender and upright figures vaguely reveal the top elegance of those years.
For more than ten years, birth, old age, illness and death were extremely common in Linjia Village. One generation grew old and another generation grew up. The couple just watched this scene quietly without saying a word, as if they had been completely immersed in it.
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On this day, Lin Nuo and Xiuer got up early and started packing.
"Erlang, Yan'er has just passed the scholar examination not long ago, and there are still a few years until the provincial examination, so why are you in a hurry to leave?"
Outside the house, eldest brother Lin Dong had been waiting outside for a long time. Beside him were several people from the same village who were members of the hunting team. At this time, these people were no longer as strong as they were in previous years, and they already had an old look on their bodies.
"I think back then, Yan'er was still a little guy who dreamed about being a god all day long. Now, in a blink of an eye, he has become a scholar. It seems that my Niuniu will not be so lucky!" One of the hunters sighed with some pity.
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"Haha, it's my Yan'er who is unlucky!"
Lin Nuo smiled and waved his hand, and smiled at everyone: "Read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles. This is the teaching of the ancient sages. Yan'er insists on going out for a walk. The world is not peaceful now. We, husband and wife,
I can’t worry about him, so I can only stay with him!”
"That's good. Although this kid Yan'er is very talented in martial arts, he is a scholar after all. He can't use swords and guns all day long. Erlang, your martial arts skills are the best among us. With your protection, you will be safe on the road.
Much more stable.”
There are not many prey in Linjia Village, but all of them are brave and powerful people, especially Lin Nuo. Although he looks gentle and gentle, everyone knows that Erlang of the Linjia has terrifying force that can fight a tiger head-on. With this kind of strength, ordinary people
The bandits really couldn't do anything to him.
After saying goodbye to each other, Lin Nuo's family of three walked out of the village with their bags on their backs.
At the end of the village, beside the winding river, a girl wearing a light red dress, with a shy look on her face, seemed to be waiting for them.
Of course, to be precise, he was waiting for Lin Yan.
After seeing Lin Yan's figure, the girl gathered up her courage and asked loudly: "Lin Yan, will you come back?"
Lin Yan was silent and slowly shook his head, "When I grow old, maybe my soul will return to my hometown!"
Hearing the words, the girl stood there blankly, with two traces of tears falling. At that moment, Lin Nuo and his wife seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak.
Shaking their heads gently, the couple said nothing. They carried their bags and walked out of the village quickly. The children were older and had their own opinions. As parents, they would naturally not interfere with the feelings of young people.
Lin Yan caught up quickly from behind, looking a little unnatural. After walking for a few miles, he finally couldn't help but ask: "Father, mother, do you think that Niuniu likes me?"
"Well, it's obvious that she likes you!" Lin Nuo smiled and joked: "But it seems like you don't like her?"
"I don't feel anything." Lin Yan sighed, with an old-fashioned attitude, "But after all, we have been playmates since childhood. Seeing her sad now, I still feel a little unbearable!"
"My Yan'er is a kind-hearted person!" Xiu'er pursed her lips and smiled: "But when it comes to feelings, if you like it, you just like it, and if you don't like it, you don't like it. You can't force it!"
Lin Yan nodded thoughtfully, and then asked curiously: "Father, did you and mother like each other back then?"
Lin Nuo was stunned when he heard this. He turned around and found that Xiu'er was also looking curious at this time. Then he coughed dryly and said slowly: "This matter is a long story...