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Chapter 322 Kindness

Sima Lingyi was stunned, and Han Yiming made up his mind and said bluntly: "Senior Brother Mingxi also sent me a letter of getting in touch. Perhaps because I had been with him some time ago, he invited me to watch the ceremony. I have no knowledge and have never experienced these scenes. Fortunately, the eldest brother is going to go, so please give me more senior brothers!" He said that this happened too suddenly for himself, but for Senior Brother Yu, it was probably a sudden incident. It would be better to say it earlier, so it would be a relief to save himself from being worried!

He came and went at night and didn't know how to speak. Besides, Senior Brother Chen was quite a bit enlightened. He couldn't help but be grateful to Gu, the two Senior Brothers Chen, who had no selfishness at all, but they were quite insightful. He also finally realized that Taoist Master Jiang Yuzi sent him a letter of contact, but he really couldn't say it. If it was clear, he could say it. Although this was not completely untrue, he couldn't say the truth! It was even more difficult to say than this untrue thing!

Sima Lingyi looked at Han Yiming carefully. Han Yiming looked straight into the elder brother's eyes first, but when he saw a trace of intriguing and inquiry in his eyes, he immediately avoided his eyes. Sima Lingyi's eyes were even more powerful than his words! Han Yiming looked away, and after a moment, he heard him laugh and said, "Oh! Congratulations to junior brother, did Mingxi come to invite you? I was going to tell my master later that we could take him with me when we went there, but I didn't expect that the younger brother received Mingxi's relationship letter alone, which is gratifying!" Han Yiming felt relieved. The elder brother did not mean to blame, and his heart hanging in the air fell back to his original place.

After a pause, Sima Lingyi said again: "Okay, let's go together then! I won't hide it from my junior brother, I haven't experienced much, and I'll see even fewer masters! This kind of opportunity is really hard to come by." Han Yiming said: "I have no experience, and I will ask my senior brother to give more advice at that time." Sima Lingyi smiled and said: "Oh, there is no point in giving advice. But we just take care of each other, just take care of each other! Don't worry!" Finally, he said: "Yiming, don't worry what the senior brothers say. You have helped Mingxi, everyone knows it. Mingxi comes to invite you alone, and there is nothing wrong with it. If I were Mingxi, I would have invited you too."

After Sima Lingyi said this, Han Yiming had no worries in his heart. After all, he was the eldest brother, so he would not let him face the criticism alone. The worry of the whole night disappeared and he felt relaxed. Sima Lingyi instructed him for a few more words, and then left. Han Yiming stood there for a while, suddenly got up and came to Xiaoguai. He hadn't seen it for a long time. After all the days of returning, he felt lonely and didn't even look at it. At this time, his heart was relaxed and he walked towards the back mountain.

After crossing the ridge, Ding Wu's hut jumped into his eyes. In the distance, Han Yiming had already seen a fat figure squatting on the small vegetable field in front of the hut, with his back facing him and didn't know what he was doing. It was Ding Wu who was serving the fruits and vegetables he had made from somewhere. After a while, Ding Wu turned around, reached out to block his eyes, and said, "Is it Junior Brother Han who came?" His voice was rude and loud, and he heard it very openly. Han Yiming stepped up and walked to him: "Senior Brother, it's been a long time since I saw you, are you okay?" Ding Wu looked up and down at him: "Well, Junior Brother is much stronger, much stronger than before." His tone was plain, but Han Yiming felt warm in his heart and looked at Ding Wu.

Ding Wu was still very obese, and his face was as thick as his voice, without any change. Perhaps he was fatter than before, but Han Yiming felt intimate. Ding Wu said, "Junior brother, I'm tired of walking, come in and have a tea." At this time, Han Yiming was no longer the same as before. His feet were strong, so he was not as good as when he came up the mountain. He couldn't walk, and he couldn't run. He was not tired, but when he saw Ding Wu's kind expression, his heart was very warm and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

The cottage was still simple and clean. Ding Wu asked him into the house and went to the stove to boil water. Han Yiming looked at a piece of clothes hanging outside the window that Ding Wu fluttered in the wind, and suddenly felt extremely peaceful! Ding Wu had a pot of boiling water after a while, took two coarse porcelain tea bowls, put a few pieces of tea leaves, and rinsed the boiling water.

He put down the teapot and wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Junior brother, I'm a little simpler here, just a little tea, you'll just drink it." Han Yiming was about to speak when he suddenly saw a small figure flashing outside the door! Ruxin! Before Han Yiming could make a sound, Ding Wu said, "Ruxin, you're here! Come in quickly, I've left you something delicious." A little girl's head stretched in from outside the door, with a pair of horns on her head, a cluster of simple orchids next to one, and a pair of black round eyes looked into the room, and then looked at Han Yiming without a moment.

When Han Yiming saw her, he couldn't help but ask her how good Master Bai Ying was. Ding Wu walked to the door, bent down and picked Ru Xin up, carried Ru Xin into the house, and placed it on the chair opposite Han Yiming. Ru Xin sat on the chair with two big eyes looking at Han Yiming. She was too small, with her feet hanging in the air, unable to reach her feet, and swung around the chair. Han Yiming couldn't help but say, "Ru Xin, is Master Bai Ying okay?"

Ruxin seemed to be deaf about his question, and his big eyes looked at him steadily, his head slightly tilted. Han Yiming asked again, but Ruxin was still motionless, but his big black eyes looked down the top of his head. Ruxin was just a five-year-old girl regardless of her figure, but Han Yiming couldn't stand her seeing, and felt nervous, not knowing where he was rude to her.
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