"What can I teach you? It's all because of his own efforts."

"When he was young, he was weak, so we wanted to send him to Qingyuan Sect to strengthen his body. Who knew that he would become a hidden dragon by accident, much more awesome than his father."

Being praised by all his relatives, Li Dalong pretended to be awesome in a humble tone, waving his hands repeatedly, but the wrinkles on his face looked like flowers blooming.

In fact, Comrade Dalong felt a little guilty.

After all, his son and Xiao Bing'er were on the hidden dragon list, but he didn't know it himself. It was not until the next morning that the county magistrate rushed out to lead his horse personally, and he found out after asking around.

Really awesome.

Old Li was in high spirits, but suddenly the surroundings became quiet and his waist was twisted.

He looked up:

"Oh, son, you are back."

"The best of our Li family is back, come on, come on and sit down."

"You have made such great contributions in Southern Xinjiang, His Majesty will definitely give you some rewards, right? How much money would that be?"

"It's more than enough to be conferred the title of Earl!"

The whole family was smiling and praising him, which seemed a little different, but also seemed to be no different.

Anyway, when the family got together last year, he was still weak and sick, and his uncle and aunt were also smiling and praising him, but the content of the praise was changed.

Even if classmate Li became the Overlord of Li, he was also a person who had seen big scenes.

But in the face of the praise from relatives and friends, they still tapped their toes to the ground.

Li Mo and Ying Bing sat down, one sitting next to Li Dalong and the other sitting next to Gu Xueqin.

In front of relatives and friends, the two behaved a lot more, as if they had returned to the way they were before going to Qingyuan Sect, neither too far nor too close, neither too salty nor too bland.

After all, so many people were watching.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Dad, isn't it New Year's Day yet? Why are my aunt, uncle, and uncles all here?"

"I'm here to get some information." Li Dalong said quietly.

Li Mo was confused. What information was he trying to get?

"Don't you know what nickname you are on the Hidden Dragon List?"

"God Hammer Little... Lucky Wife Fighting Spirit?"

"You know it, but you're still asking." Li Dalong picked up the wine glass and drank a glass with his uncle.

"..."

Li Mo's fists were clenched hard.

Who said that the best actor of Qingyuan Sect has no hostile forces? Hmm?

Yantian Sect! You wait for me for thirty years, and then thirty years.

As soon as he and Ying Bing sat down at the table, the atmosphere became more heated. Moreover, Ying Bing had been a cold person since she was a child, so no one would offend her.

All the firepower was poured towards Xiao Li.

Seeing the two sitting together, well-behaved, the aunt remembered that they had conflicts in the past, and it didn't seem like there was anything wrong, so she narrowed her eyes and asked with a smile:

"Xiao Mo is already this age, and he hasn't found a husband yet?"

It was common for people to get married at the age of sixteen in the Dayu Dynasty.

Crack --

Hmm?

As soon as the aunt asked, she looked around in confusion. What was making such a deafening noise?

"My parents love each other, so I also advocate free love and don't do matchmaking."

Li Mo sat upright with a serious face.

Second uncle Li Xiaolong coughed lightly and said:

"Free love is good. If you ever feel like it, tell your second uncle that the girls of my colleagues are very pretty and can be concubines or something."

Crack!

".....I haven't married yet, what's the point of having a concubine or not."

Li Mo's eyes changed slightly, and he waved his hands repeatedly.

It was still his uncle who had a clear mind and squinted at the training clothes of the two people:

"Let's not worry about me. Xiao Mo and Xiao Bing'er must be focused on martial arts. They will compete for the first place in the Potential Dragon List in the future. Do we need to make arrangements?"

Li Mo nodded, indicating that his uncle was right.

He, Li Mo, was devoted to martial arts.

Tonight he was going to ask Bingtuozi for advice all night, how to project to the Golden Crow. His desire to seek the truth was beyond words.

Who would have thought that the uncle drank another glass of wine, stroked his beard and said:

"But then again."

"You two little guys can get together on the Hidden Dragon List, great, working together and making progress together, it can also be regarded as a good story."

"......"

Li Mo's eyelids jumped.

Oops, I forgot to change when I came back.

"Hey, yes, the clothes you two are wearing are quite matching." Li Dalong was beaming with joy.

"Training clothes, these are the training clothes that the sect made for me and Ying Bing."

"Why are the standard clothes black and white, and the styles are different?"

Faced with the soul-searching question, Xiao Li was speechless for a moment.

"I'll go to rest first."

Ying Bing glanced at Li Mo, then stood up and turned back to the room.

"Son, what's going on in Nanjiang?"

Gu Xueqin changed the subject, she had indeed been worried for a long time. Now that she saw her son come back in one piece, she still felt relieved that she had survived a disaster.

Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief and picked out some things he could say about what he had seen and heard in southern Xinjiang.

After three rounds of drinking, he also apologized and got up to leave.

He subconsciously walked towards the wing room, and then retracted his steps and corrected his route, walking towards his bedroom.

Bingtuozi naturally didn't live in the same room with him at home.

They could only "part ways" temporarily.

Relatives and friends looked at the two of them returning to their rooms and looked at each other. It was hard to imagine that the two would get together.

The main reason was that Ying Bing was beautiful, but too cold. When I brought her home when she was a child, I thought she was a mute who couldn't speak.

But when those eyes looked at you, it made people feel that the soup that Meng Po fed her was probably mixed with a lot of water.

"Aren't these two little enemies?" Auntie was a little surprised.

Uncle looked at Li Mo going back to his room and raised his eyebrows:

"Haha, isn't it good to be enemies? You should stop worrying about the two little guys in the future."

Xiao Bing'er's personality, who would get close to someone who doesn't please her?

If they can't even talk, can they become enemies?

The special thing is the word "only".

Aunt and second uncle and other relatives and friends did think that the two little ones didn't seem to have any problems, but since uncle had spoken, they nodded.

For example, second uncle, it was because his boss mentioned this matter again and again that he came to convey it.

Relatives and friends said goodbye one after another, and the hall became quiet again.

Li Dalong watched the two little ones go to different rooms, sucked his teeth, and his heart was relieved.

He and Gu Xueqin were a little worried.

Although Xiao Bing'er still looked cold and aloof, she was indeed a little different. Other relatives and friends could not notice this, but the couple watched her grow up and had a sixth sense.

This time, the feeling was even stronger.

Fortunately, the two of them had not slept in the same room.

They had not yet gotten married, what if someone died...

Comrade Lao Li and his wife looked at each other, and they were relieved, but they felt a little empty in their hearts.

"Wife, where are the dictionary and reading glasses at home? Bring them to me."

"What for?"

"I'll find a good character in advance, so it will be convenient to name him when the time comes..."

"Forget it."

Gu Xueqin rolled her eyes at him.

Xiao Mo was okay, just a little naughty. When the private school teacher sent him home, he said that the child was smart, but he couldn't discipline him.

Li Dalong?

This is a guy who can still recite "人有所操" as "操大家" after being taught by a teacher eight times.

Oh, by the way, the father and son have the same private school teacher.

.......

ps: Make up for yesterday morning