The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, sir."

Lan Luochen tidied himself up and stood upright.

"I came to see how the tea preparations were going."

"It will be ready soon. You can go up the stairs."

Lan Wangshu carefully looked at the man in front of him. He had an aura about him, with sharp edges on his face and a pair of special peach blossom eyes. Unlike Lan Luochen, he did not make people feel affectionate, but only dangerous.

"You and Jingyang get along very well. In the capital, I have never seen a girl that Jingyang likes."

Mo Yici had a faint smile on his lips, his pupils were cold, and he stared at Lan Wangshu without blinking.

"It's just a little trick."

Lan Wangshu felt a chill on his head when he was looked at. He straightened his back, met his gaze, and smiled politely.

Seeing that her eyes were clear and her attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, Mo Yici nodded, tapped the stone bench in the yard with his foot, and flew to the second floor.

"Wow, someone can fly."

Lan Wangyan came out from a small hut nearby. He looked like he had just woken up. He rubbed his eyes with his hands, looking soft and cute.

Mo Yici, who had just stood on the second floor, paused for a moment and turned around to look at Lan Wangyan. He saw a little boy running out. His eyes and eyebrows looked somewhat like Lan Wangshu, and he looked at him with admiration.

"That's Qinggong."

Lan Wangyu walked out of the house slowly, looking very calm.

Mo Yici looked at the family of four, each with their own characteristics, and found them very interesting.

"Big brother, can you be my master? I'm very strong."

Lan Wangyan didn't care about whether it was light Kung Fu or not. The important thing was that it was useful so that he could take his sister away if there was any danger.

"How strong are you?"

Mo Yici found it very interesting. The tall man standing on the second floor was looking at the little person. Even Lan Wangshu felt that he had a strong aura. Lan Luochen glanced at Mo Yici silently, then lowered his head to look at Lan Wangyan.

Lan Wangyan turned his head and picked up the stone table top. Mo Yici's pupils shrank when he saw this. This was a natural power and he was indeed a good candidate for martial arts training.

Lan Wangshu felt a darkness before his eyes. How could this kid put it back after taking it down? The table top and the pillar are integrated. What a prodigal child.

Mo Yici jumped down, hugged Lan Wangyan, touched his back inch by inch, and pinched his body.

He stood up and looked at Lan Wangshu seriously.

"The young master is indeed a good candidate for martial arts training. He has a good physique and is born with supernatural powers. If he joins the army in the future, his future will be limitless."

"The future is determined by fate. Let him make his own choice on how to proceed in the future."

Lan Wangshu knew that Mo Yici's identity was not simple. After all, he was Zhou Xingnan's friend in Beijing. His aura was not like that of an ordinary young man. He was probably in the army.

However, she didn't want Lan Wangyan to join the army. Swords and knives have no mercy, so she didn't dare to take the risk.

Mo Yici could understand her feelings very well, but it was really a pity for this child. He squatted down and adjusted his expression to make himself appear gentler.

"Young Master, why do you want to take me as your master?"

"Because I have to protect my sister. There are always bad guys who want to take advantage of her. My second brother is at school and not at home, so I have to rely on him."

Lan Wangshu pursed his lips, feeling a little sour in his nose, and blinked twice, looking at Lan Wangyan. His eyes inadvertently met Mo Yici's. Mo Yici was a little surprised that the answer was like this.

"What about your parents?"

“They are all gone.”

The child's voice was still a little childish, and his attitude showed respect but no nostalgia. It was obvious that he had no impression of his parents.

The same was true for him. He lost his mother at a very young age and had never seen his father. He only knew that he was a hero and was later adopted by a general.

An indescribable emotion slowly spread over his heart. He could empathize with them and understood the child's protection of his sister.

From his point of view, Lan Wangshu was indeed a very capable girl. Her style was unmatched even by most shops in the capital, and she had also brought up her younger brothers well.

Mo Yici rubbed Lan Wangyan's chubby face and smiled.

"It's settled. Today I will accept you as my apprentice. When I am free, I will come over twice a month to teach you. You must persevere. Everything requires hard work, and talent should not be wasted."

The man took out a jade pendant from his collar and hung it around Lan Wangyan's neck.

"This is the only thing that belongs to me. I am giving it to you now. Keep it well. Bow to me and we will be master and disciple."

"No, my sister said that we should have a sense of ceremony when doing things."

Lan Wangyu spoke out to stop him, and this sentence almost broke Mo Yici's defense. The feeling of having a successor was already brewing, but it was stopped in its tracks.

Lan Wangshu faced Mo Yici's gaze and nodded with a wooden face. He also felt that this matter could not be taken lightly.

"Why not change the date of apprenticeship to tomorrow?"

Mo Yici didn't care. He had made up his mind and didn't mind being one day late.

"Sister, it smells so good."

Lan Wangyan twitched his little nose and ran over to grab the corner of Lan Wangshu's clothes.