Chapter 80: Chapter 81 Lavish Restaurant_l
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From the age of seventeen, he had been by the Pavilion Master’s side, accompanying him on his journeys throughout the world, fighting in countless battles, and surviving numerous brushes with death.
In the past ten years, he had never heard the Pavilion Master speak so highly of any woman.
Not to mention that this woman was still a young girl who had not yet grown up.
“It’s a pity that she is a child of the Duke of Zhen’s household. Otherwise, it would have been perfect.”
The deafening cheers erupted along both banks of the river channel as the women’s race ended. As expected, Mingshui Academy won first place.
With a faint smile at the corner of his lips, the young man gave the lively scene a casual glance before turning away and leaving the room.
Luo Zhan didn’t dare to speak up carelessly, holding his breath and following suit, leaving the restaurant along with the young man via the staircase.
After the Dragon Boat Race had ended, Su Hu and Li Xiu’e were satisfied with their daughters’ outstanding performance. In a moment of happiness, they decided to celebrate by taking their three children to a nearby restaurant for a meal.
Just as the young man and Luo Zhan had left, Su Hu’s family arrived at the restaurant. They chose a suitable spot in the main hall on the first floor and called for the waiter to serve the dishes.
In high spirits, Su Hu ordered a few special dishes from the restaurant, as well as a jar of good wine.
Li Xiu’e had not yet recovered from the excitement of the Dragon Boat Race and was enjoying recounting the finest moments to her husband and children.
Su Zixuan and Su Qingluo humored her, lavishly praising their sister until she
seemed like a blossoming flower.
In her delight, Li Xiu’e, in a moment of impulsiveness, promised to take the children to the Temple Fair that evening, earning unanimous cheers from the three children, even Wang Meng.
After a hearty and satisfying lunch with top-of-the-line dishes, the family walked down the riverside street back home.
The three children, who had risen early, felt sleepy after lunch and went straight to their rooms to take a nap once they were back home.
Freed from the pressure of studies, Su Zixuan relaxed and, like his sister, slept all afternoon, waking up only when the sun set on the horizon.
Wang Meng woke up earlier, took a brief nap, and then went to the backyard to help Grandma Wang chop wood and carry water.
After chopping wood and exercising his muscles, he felt invigorated and refreshed.
Seeing that his young master hadn’t woken up yet, Wang Meng did not disturb her. Instead, he picked up a withered tree branch from the pile of firewood and practiced the sword techniques he had learned from her, one after another.
“Crack.”
With his immense strength, the withered branch was soon crushed in his hand.
Looking at his palm in annoyance, he threw away the broken branch and pulled out a thick wooden stick from the pile of firewood. Wielding it single-handedly, he continued practicing in the courtyard.
“Oh my, this boy is so strong.”
Grandma Wang came out of the kitchen carrying a basin filled with vegetable trimmings. After she poured the water into the flower bed, she glanced at the boy playing with the wooden stick and smiled before continuing to prepare the family’s dinner inside the kitchen.
Su Qingluo woke up around the You Shi period, stretched her limbs lazily, got out of bed, and took a basin to the well to draw some cool well water for washing. Once she was ready, she went to the backyard, her short legs taking her there merrily.
“Little sister, you’re awake.”
The moment Wang Meng saw her petite figure, his eyes lit up. Tossing the wooden stick back into the firewood pile, he rubbed his hands and greeted her in a low voice, complaining,
“It’s so stifling in this county town. I can’t bring my hammers, and there’s no suitable place to practice martial arts.”
Su Qingluo covered her lips with a delicate laugh, “Why not take advantage of these days and practice your calligraphy more? Have you learned to write the ‘luo’ character I taught you the other day?”
“Ah, no, I’d rather play with the wooden stick.”
As soon as he heard the mention of practicing writing, Wang Meng instantly wilted, becoming overwhelmed and losing interest in complaining.
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