The small courtyard is no more than ten square meters in size, with low walls and gravel exposed in part of the mud walls.
There are three houses adjacent to the courtyard, which are also old.
The white couplets on both sides of the central hall are vaguely visible, making it look rather dilapidated.
However, the courtyard is very clean.
Several pieces of clothes that were not yet dry were hung on bamboo poles on one side of the eaves, and the large water tank under the eaves was mostly empty.
Combining the memories of his predecessor, for Wu Yuan, this seemed like the home he had lived in for more than ten years.
In his previous life, he had a villa covering an area of thousands of square meters, but since his sister got married, it was just a house.
But in this life, this small courtyard gave Wu Yuan the feeling of a real home.
This courtyard is actually the largest in the entire street.
In Wu Yuan's memory, his family moved in when his father was still alive and the family was at its most prosperous.
Later, after his father died in the war, his family was in embarrassment and he had to support Wu Yuan's training in the martial arts academy. He had to sell the house and couldn't afford to renovate it.
"Mom, brother is back." A childish and clear voice filled with surprise floated out.
Whoosh~ Then a skinny girl about eight or nine years old in gray cloth jumped out of the side room, her face flushed and she was quite excited.
"Brother, hug me!"
"Okay." Wu Yuan smiled.
Taking one step forward, he took the girl who jumped up with his right hand. With a little force, he held the girl with one hand and walked into the courtyard.
This is the most common game played by brother and sister.
"Xiao Yi, what did you do today?" Wu Yuan asked casually.
"I'm at Cloth Village with my mother! Today I learned how to tie flowers from Sister Xing." The girl replied excitedly.
"Haha, Xiao Yi is so awesome." Wu Yuan smiled.
But Wu Yuan felt slightly distressed in his heart.
Buzhuang.
It was the Wu family that established its foundation in Licheng and opened several cloth shops. For example, the 'Wuxing Cloth Shop' headed by the patriarch Wu Qiming ranks among the top ten cloth shops in Licheng.
Most of the hundreds of Wu clan members are dependent on this industry. Some are responsible for purchasing and weaving cloth, some are responsible for dyeing cloth, and some are responsible for selling.
Wu Yuan’s mother was a good dyer!
It stands to reason that the pension and family annuity from Wu Yuan's father's death in the war, plus his mother's salary, are enough for a family of three to live without worries.
However, Wu Yuan’s martial arts training can be called the gold-swallowing cave of ordinary families!
If it hadn't been for the clan leader's strong support over the years, Wu Yuan's mother alone would have been unable to support the family.
Because of this, there was a lot of gossip among the Wu family members. After all, although Wu Yuan had some talent in martial arts, he was not top-notch, and a lot of money invested in the family might not be able to be realized in the future.
However, due to the power of the clan leader, each room did not dare to say anything.
"My predecessor, who has practiced in the martial arts academy for many years and worked very hard, was able to reach the level of an eighth-level warrior." Wu Yuan sighed secretly: "It is difficult to change your destiny if you follow the steps!"
In the great land of Middle-earth, martial arts is revered.
However, if you are only a lower-level third-level warrior, you can at most be a servant, guardian, or bodyguard. When you join the army, you will just become an ordinary sergeant and serve as cannon fodder.
You must at least become a martial artist to have any hope of changing your destiny!
From the seventh-grade warrior to the sixth-grade martial artist, it is an important level in the martial arts of Middle-earth.
If you cannot reach the seventh level before the age of sixteen, under normal circumstances, it is almost impossible to become a martial artist in your twenties.
Martial arts training does not mean that the longer you practice, the higher your level will be!
When you are young, your qi and blood are full and your vitality is strong. If the sun rises, there are endless possibilities and your progress will be extremely fast.
Once you reach the age of thirty and have not yet reached the stage of "training the internal organs to cleanse the marrow and penetrate the acupuncture points to prolong life", even if the body's functions have not declined, life potential will decline rapidly and breakthroughs will become increasingly difficult.
"In the past, it was difficult for Wu Yuan to become a seventh-level warrior before the age of sixteen."
"But now, I'm here!" Wu Yuan had many thoughts in his mind.
If this body is already eighteen years old, even Wu Yuan will encounter many difficulties if he wants to succeed in cultivation.
But only a fourteen-year-old body?
It is the golden age for martial arts training!
What's more, although his predecessor's talent was not outstanding, he practiced hard enough and had a very deep physical foundation.
"Although I don't know why I came to this world, I will try my best to fulfill your wish."
As time goes by, and the memories and perceptions of his predecessor merge, sometimes Wu Yuan will feel like "Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly".
I don’t know if I traveled through time or if I experienced the wonderful technological federation from a big dream.
"Click~" The main room door opened.
"Yuan'er, you're back." A tired-looking woman walked out of the dark room, holding a poker in one hand and seemed to be lighting a fire.
There was a trace of soot on her face, and there was a trace of sickly paleness on the sides of her cheeks. The wrinkles on her forehead could not hide the beauty of her youth, which was full of smiles.
This is Wu Yuan’s mother ‘Wan Qin’.
Over the years, he has single-handedly raised their brother and sister.
"Mom, there's no need to give me hot food. I just came back from the General's Mansion with the clan leader and I've already eaten." Wu Yuan continued.
Said.
Wu Yuan conveniently put down the fire tongs in his mother's hand, picked up the wooden bucket next to the water tank, and walked out of the courtyard: "Mom, you go and wash up first. I will take Xiaoyi to fetch water first."
Luxurious mansions usually have wells.
But in the "Wujie Alley", there are usually more than ten families in one house sharing a well, which is considered a good living condition in Licheng!
One hand is holding his sister ‘Wu Yijun’.
Fetch water with the other hand.
It would be difficult for ordinary people, but it was easy for Wu Yuan. He jumped over two feet, as agile as a cheetah, which made his sister burst into laughter and shout, "Brother, please go faster!"
In the main room, listening to the sound of water being continuously poured into the tank and the laughter of the brother and sister, her mother Wan Qin couldn't help but smile.
Life is difficult, but these children are her hope and happiness in life!
...The night is getting darker and my sister has fallen asleep.
Wu Yuan came to the east wing. An oil lamp was lit in the room. The light was a little dim. His mother Wan Qin was weaving.
"Yuan'er, sit down." Wan Qin said.
"Yes." Wu Yuan nodded and sat next to his mother, and said softly: "Mom, I have something to discuss with you."
"You said it." Wan Qin said with a smile, but the movements of his hands did not stop.
"I will give up this year's martial arts competition." Wu Yuan said directly.
"What?" Wan Qin's expression changed, and his hand movements suddenly stopped. He looked at Wu Yuan eagerly and puzzled: "Didn't your ranking keep improving in these small competitions? It should be the first time to enter Nanmeng Wuyuan.
No problem, why give up?”
On weekdays, she was very worried about her son and didn't ask much about his situation in the martial arts academy.
But as a mother, how can you not care?
Nanmeng Martial Arts Academy is far inferior to Yunwu Palace. After all, one recruits hundreds of disciples in one place a year, while the other recruits dozens of disciples a year in Three Prefectures. Regardless of the overall talent of the disciples and the resources of the martial arts academy,
They are all so different!
But in Wanqin's opinion, it is great to be admitted to Nanmeng Wuyuan.
She didn't understand why her son gave up the martial arts competition.
"Mom, I plan to participate in the competition again next year, and I have a great hope of entering the Yunwu Hall!" Wu Yuan added: "The patriarch and the dean are very supportive of me."
Wu Yuan did not reveal the inside story.
Wan Qin was stunned when he heard this, but hesitated a little.
She had great trust in the patriarch ‘Wu Qiming’ and remembered that the dean of the martial arts academy was a kind old man, but this was related to her son’s future.
"Mom, if the child can enter the Yunwu Palace, he will be at least a fifth-grade warrior in the future, and hopefully even higher. When my father knows about it, he will be extremely happy." Wu Yuan said directly: "No matter what happens, I can also enter the South next year.
It’s not too late to go to Mengwuyuan a year later.”
"Fifth-grade warrior?" Wan Qin seemed a little moved.
Because she always remembered her husband's thought that they could produce a fifth-grade warrior in this house.
Besides, she knew very well what it meant to be a fifth-grade warrior.
There is not even a fifth-grade warrior in the entire Wu family in Licheng. As long as one is born, not only the small family, but the status and power of the entire family will rise a lot.
In this world, wealth is just a derivative of force.
"Yuan'er, since the clan leader supports you, I won't say anything more." Wan Qin said: "However, don't be impulsive when something happens. You must pay attention to your own safety first."
"My child understands." Wu Yuan felt warm in his heart. As a parent, we often just want our children to be safe.
"mother."
"This is a reward issued by the Martial Arts Academy." Wu Yuan turned his palm and handed out a banknote, which he handed over to Wan Qin.
"One hundred taels?" Wan Qin couldn't believe it.
She usually works hard for a month and earns less than two taels of silver, and her annual wages are only twenty or thirty taels.
One hundred taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family of three to live for several years!
"Mom, the martial arts academy focuses on training me, and I will be given out every month from now on." Wu Yuan smiled and said, "You take it first."
This is also the reason why Wu Yuan did not take out a thousand taels at once.
too much!
My mother Wan Qin would be frightened when she saw it.
"Yuan'er." Wan Qin looked at Wu Yuan.
She didn't know what to say for a moment. She knew that powerful warriors had amazing abilities to earn money, but Wu Yuan was only fourteen years old after all.
"Mom, I will work hard with you to support this family from now on. Tomorrow, I will send 'Xiao Yi' to school." Wu Yuan said.
"Yes, send it to school." Wan Qin nodded.
Even if the children of wealthy families do not have martial arts talent, most of them will be sent to school and then take the imperial examination.
In this world, women can also take part in the imperial examination!
Even if you don't have the strength to restrain a chicken, you are still expected to become a high-ranking official. Like a county guard, you can make many fourth-level warriors bow their heads.
If the family had not been in dire straits, why would Wan Qin have wanted her daughter to learn weaving at such a young age?
"Mom, from now on, don't work too hard." Wu Yuan suddenly said solemnly: "Go buy more supplements and take good care of your body. After a while, I will ask the 'alchemist' to come and treat you well.
"
"Alchemist?"
Wan Qin couldn't help but said: "It's too expensive! At most, I can ask a doctor to take a look. I just need to have a good rest."
My mother, Wan Qin, was not in good health and became ill due to overwork. She fainted twice in Buzhuang, the most recent time last year.
If Wu Yuan had peak strength in his previous life, he could explore his mother's body, but now? He is helpless!
Only by asking an alchemist can you rest assured.
"Mother, I know what I'm doing," Wu Yuan said with a smile.
Wan Qin hesitated for a moment, but seeing his son's interest, he didn't speak again.
…
Late at night, the whole street became completely quiet.
"Whoosh!"
An inconspicuous black shadow slipped out from the west wing, jumped several meters high, and climbed onto the eaves.
The feet fell silently, looking like ghosts.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the darkness.
After only a few dozen breaths, Wu Yuan arrived at the river beach two miles away, which was extremely secluded.
The "Nanlong River" that runs through the entire city is wide and gentle. There are boats passing by not far away, and the docks are brightly lit.
"It's amazing."
"I was originally thinking about what excuse I should look for so that I can get the rewards of the competition and not go to Yunwu Hall." Wu Yuan smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that God would take care of me."
"Five thousand taels of silver is ten times more than I expected."
"Control your muscles, relax your brain, and sleep deeply for an hour. That's enough."
"It's time to start today's practice." Wu Yuan shook his wrist slightly, and all the muscles and bones in his body seemed to be shaking and moving at the same time, and the objects on his back suddenly flew up.
It was a long sword.
"Huh!" Wu Yuan's fingers were strong and as fast as lightning. He stretched out his five fingers and instantly grasped the handle of the knife.
"Wow!" The knife slashed to one side, then stopped suddenly!
Make this long knife stand horizontally and horizontally, exactly.
"The two-hundred-and-thirty-pound long sword is not enough. Is it possible that I need to change it again?" Wu Yuan shook his head slightly, only to feel that the weight of the sword in his hand was lighter than last time.