He felt that he was indeed a little weak. Why was he still feeling dizzy when he walked even after eating?

Qian Quanxing thanked him solemnly and prepared a bunch of supplements in large and small bags for him.

When Yun Song went out, Qian Quanxing brought twenty or thirty people from the Qian family to see him off. When he went out, they all knelt down and worshiped.

This made Yun Song very embarrassed. On the way, he asked Wang Youde: "Why are the Qian family so polite?"

Wang Youde said: "The Qian family has been passed down for five generations. If it weren't for your generous hand, the real person, their family would have been destroyed in this generation!"

Yun Song said: "How could it be possible? Didn't Qian Anjiang say that there are dozens of grandchildren in his generation?"

Wang Youde introduced: "He said that the Qian family is the Jiangnan Qian family. The branch in our old town is a collateral line. Their family is not prosperous. From the father of the Qian family to him to Qian Anjiang and then to Qian Changkang, it has been passed down for four generations.

Got it!"

He looked around and then came closer and whispered: "I'm afraid this generation will have to pass alone. Qian Changkang went to Shanghai to do business at the beginning of the year and met a bandit. It seems that his life was damaged. You can see that all his beard has fallen out."

Yun Song raised his levator, looked at his head and said: "The Supreme Heavenly Lord of Fortune, King of Almsgiver, sit quietly and meditate on your own faults, and don't talk about others' faults with your mouth."

He decided to grow a beard in the future.

No wonder Taoist priests in ancient times all had beards.

Wang Youde hurriedly returned the gift: "I sincerely follow the teachings of the real person."

The sun was a little bright, and people were hurrying on the street, most of whom were taking refuge in the shade.

But Yunsong quite enjoyed the feeling of being exposed to the sun.

This made him panic: He was really young and withered, right?

Wang Youde is fat and sweats wildly after being exposed to the scorching sun, and there are oily flowers in his sweat.

He kept wiping his sweat and looked at Yun Song with admiration: The real person has a high level of cultivation, and he may have developed the ability to be invulnerable to cold and heat.

Yun Song was frightened for a while and then calmed down. His eyes were attracted by the appearances of all the living beings in the old town.

It got a little dark last night, and he was so hungry that his eyesight was dim, so he just took a look around the town yesterday.

There will be plenty of food and drink and good lighting, and the old town will look different in his eyes.

Under the bright sunshine, this town has a remote and ancient sense of vicissitudes of life.

People here, young and old, have indifferent and simple faces.

Because they are near the river, many businesses have stone reservoirs in front of them, where children in simple clothes and their dogs have water fights.

Under the shade of trees in the streets and alleys, some old men and women are weaving items with ivy, such as rattan chairs, rattan baskets, and rattan-backed bamboo baskets in many styles.

Old and young men walked through the street with their dark, shiny skin exposed. Some were barefoot and had their trouser legs rolled up, carrying fish baskets on their shoulders with live fish jumping inside. Some were sweating while carrying farm tools, and some were looking sad.

Walking in a hurry.

He didn't know what the situation was like in this world in this era, but judging from the lives of the people in the old town.
Chapter completed!