And most of those things were purchased with your help."

Qiao Feng was about to explain when he heard this, but heard Aunt Qiao say very firmly:

"We can all see clearly where there are fake things.

The green robe that Brother Meng is wearing and the leather boots on his feet were all bought by us back then.

It has not been changed for so many years.

Tell me, if Brother Meng was living a good life, how could he not even have a second set of clothes?"

As she spoke, Aunt Qiao's voice became more and more lamenting, and she continued:

"There is also the sword in Brother Meng's hand. Your father and I were deceived by the blacksmith Liu in the town and spent unjust money on it.

It was only in the past two years that we found out that Blacksmith Liu was just bragging about how he knew how to fight long swords and weapons.

There was a martial artist who was passing by and bought a long knife from him. It broke within two days and he immediately came back to settle the score with him.

Blacksmith Liu's shop was smashed, and he was beaten until he lay in bed for half a year without being able to get out of bed. Just because of this, he was too guilty to report to the official because of his guilty conscience.

Tell me, if Brother Meng is really capable, how can he still hold such a broken sword after seven years have passed?"

Qiao Feng was speechless for a moment when his mother said this.

He never thought that Meng Xiuyuan's behavior was so different.

Seeing that her son was silent, Aunt Qiao became more and more sure of what she was thinking. She took a breath, pondered for a while and then said to Qiao Feng:

"Feng'er, there are some things that your father, as the head of the family, can't say to you. Only your mother can tell you.

I hope you listened and don’t blame me.”

"Mom, how could I blame you?" Qiao Feng replied quickly.

"Well, that's good." Aunt Qiao's voice hesitated, and she seemed a little embarrassed to speak, but she finally made up her mind and said:

"Your father and I have discussed that since Brother Meng is back alive, we can't ignore him.

We are old and have no abilities. We have accumulated some wealth over the years, and most of it is the property you brought back to honor us.

Originally, these should have been reserved for you to get a wife and have children.

But now, even if we, the old couple, feel sorry for you, we want to carve out some of it for Brother Meng to start a family..."

When Qiao Feng heard what Mrs. Qiao said, he knew that she had a deep misunderstanding. However, seeing how determined and serious she looked, he couldn't explain it for a while, so he could only smile and said:

"Mom, what are you talking about? When did I, Qiao Feng, ever care about those external things..."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Qiao interrupted her son before he finished speaking:

"Feng'er, listen to mother.

Mom knows that you are capable and don't care about this.

Even the masters in Shaolin Temple often praise you as a great hero and a great hero.

But it’s really your parents who can’t forgive you for this, so you’d better make it clear.

The things in this house, no matter how much or how little, whether they are good or bad, should be left to you.

But Brother Meng has had no father or mother since he was a child, and he is not as lucky as you to be able to learn martial arts from the eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple.

If the two of us don't care about him anymore, no one will care about him that day.

So you should be more considerate, and if there is an opportunity in the future, try to help him..."

…

Meng Xiuyuan, who was sitting in the room, naturally heard what Qiao Feng and Aunt Qiao said.

At first, when he heard Aunt Qiao talking about his clothes, leather boots and long sword, he felt a little funny. He secretly thought that he deliberately kept this outfit as a souvenir, but the old couple misunderstood her.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But after hearing the end, the smile on his face gradually faded and he took a deep breath.

The simple and sincere concern of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife exceeded expectations.

Comparing this with the fact that he had ignored and ignored his wife over the years, Meng Xiuyuan felt even more guilty.

If you think about it carefully, maybe he was reincarnated, so he naturally had the mentality of Meng Shaoxia, the "Purple Sky Divine Sword", and only focused on the magic secrets and top masters in the world of Tianlong.

During the dull time he spent living in this small village, he just regarded it as a dragon lurking in the abyss.

Therefore, although they are grateful to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife for their deep kindness, they are far less profound than when they faced Master Zhang Sanfeng in the previous life.

Thinking of this, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but sit there blankly, with mixed feelings in his chest.

…

At noon, wine and food were already placed on the table at Qiao Sanhuai and his wife's home.

Everyone came to the table one after another, pushing cups and changing cups, with faces full of joy. Only Meng Xiuyuan's expression remained a little deep, as if he had something on his mind.

Seeing this, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife originally wanted to ask, but they were afraid of hurting Meng Xiuyuan, so they had to repeatedly persuade him to eat more vegetables and drink more wine.

Meng Xiuyuan ate three pancakes, two plates of food, and drank a large bowl of rice wine. Then he suddenly raised his head and said to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife:

"Uncle, aunt, it's my fault over the years. I completely forgot to send back the news, which made you two worried."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife quickly shook their heads and said that seeing Meng Xiuyuan return safely was better than anything else.

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head, waved his hands, and said again with a serious face:

"I have been away from home for many years, and my martial arts skills have been perfected. When I come back today, I must repay the kindness you and my elders have shown me.

You just treat me as the same as Brother Qiao, send me as you please, and don't let anyone see me outside."

As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan stretched out his hand to grab it, and a small bundle on the cabinet three feet away immediately flew towards him.

I unpacked the baggage and poured it out, and there was a lot of silver.

"Uncle, aunt. I originally had some things to do, but now it seems that those are not important anymore.

I will take you away early tomorrow morning.

Let's go to Jiangnan and find a place with pleasant scenery and quiet environment to stay well.
Chapter completed!