[Chapter 772: What happened to the promised army?]

Miao Cuihua was a little embarrassed after all, but then she gritted her teeth and said, “Aunt Yunzi has never treated you as an outsider, so I’ll be frank.

You also know that I only gave birth to a child, Jinfeng, for the old Yuan family. Although Dacheng never said it, I know he felt bitter. When he was young, he didn’t like drinking. The reason for his drinking was that I didn’t give birth to a son for the old Yuan family.

Yunzi said this… Actually, what Auntie meant was, can one of the children you and Jinfeng have in the future have the surname Yuan?”

After saying this, Miao Cuihua looked at Yang Yiyu with some trepidation. Yang Yiyu was

indeed stunned for a moment after hearing this. He was still thinking about what big thing Miao Cuihua would bring up, and it turned out to be this matter.

After thinking about it, it is understandable. After all, the inheritance of incense in Jiuzhou is deeply rooted. Although it is already the new century, some traditional concepts still exist in rural areas.

Miao Cuihua’s request was not excessive, and it was not a big deal for Yang Yiyu. Even if he was an ordinary person, he would have received higher education and would not be conservative, not to mention that he was a cultivator. Besides,

it was just a child’s surname, and he was not going to give the child away. The blood that would still flow would be his, Yang Yiyu’s.

Yang Yiyu thought Miao Cuihua’s request was normal and not excessive at all. He was very happy to get the support of Yuan Jinfeng’s parents and solve the problem of Yuan Jinfeng.

Besides, the issue of having a child was still a non-issue, and there was no pressure at all.

Miao Cuihua saw that Yang Yiyu didn’t say anything, and thought that Yang Yiyu was unhappy and angry. According to her concept, in rural areas, her request was indeed difficult to be excessive.

Fearing that her request would affect the relationship between her daughter Jinfeng and Yang Yiyu, she hurriedly said, “Yunzi… Auntie just said that. We won’t make it difficult. It’s okay, it’s okay. As long as Jinfeng and you are both fine, it’s fine.”

In Miao Cuihua’s mind, her daughter had been carrying the reputation of the black widow for a long time, which made her unable to raise her head in the countryside. She didn’t even plan to get married. It was not easy for her to meet Yang Yiyu who gave her a new life. She didn’t want to make her daughter sad.

So she waved her hand hurriedly, fearing that Yang Yiyu would be angry.

Little did she know that Yang Yiyu took these things very lightly.

Yang Yiyun came back to his senses and knew that Miao Cuihua had misunderstood. He smiled and said, “Aunt, you are worrying too much. I agree with what you said. This is a small matter. Anyway, we are all family. It is no problem to have more than one child with the surname Yuan. Even

if you don’t say it today, I have this plan in the future. In the future, if Sister Jinfeng and I really have a child, let the child have the surname Yuan with Sister Jinfeng.”

Miao Cuihua’s eyes suddenly turned red: “Yunzi… good child, Auntie thank you. If so, I can face the ancestors of the Yuan family after I die.”

Miao Cuihua was so excited that tears came down while speaking.

Then Yang Yiyun declined Miao Cuihua’s enthusiasm to keep it for dinner and went home.

…

Let’s talk about a small episode. After returning home, Miao Cuihua went straight to her daughter Yuan Jinfeng’s room. Seeing her daughter still sleeping on the bed, she glanced at the messy quilt on the other side of the big bed and smiled in her heart.

At this time, Yuan Jinfeng seemed to notice someone. When she opened her eyes and saw her mother standing in front of the window, she said in surprise: “Mom, you are back~” and was about to get up while speaking.

“Well, your dad and I just came back and met Yunzi at the gate. Jinfeng, don’t get up, don’t get up, lie down for a while, the chance of pregnancy is high, sleep for a while, mom will cook…” Miao Cuihua said with a smile. Yuan

Jinfeng was stunned when she heard her mother talking. At first, she didn’t react, but then she thought about it and her face turned red. She was not an inexperienced girl, how could she not understand her mother’s words.

“Mom~ What nonsense are you talking about~” Yuan Jinfeng was pressed on the bed by her mother and said coquettishly with a red face.

“Dead girl, I’m an experienced person, it’s right to listen to mom, and I tell you, Yunzi agreed just now…” Miao Cuihua nagging and told her daughter about the conversation between her and Yang Yiyu. Yuan Jinfeng was

shocked after hearing this. She now understood that Yang Yiyu was sincere to him. Like her mother, although she had seen the world in the outside world, she was a traditional person in her bones. She knew that Yang Yiyu could let the child born have the surname Yuan, which was a great sacrifice.

Of course, we still don’t know where the child is, but Yuan Jinfeng cares about Yang Yiyu’s attitude. It’s enough for him to have this heart. She

secretly swore in her heart that she would never cause trouble to Yang Yiyu in the future. Among his women, she would be the most considerate and trouble-free one.

…

It was already noon when Yang Yiyu returned to the old house. After entering, she found that Zhao Nan was the first to come back, along with her father Zhao Yuanxian and uncle Zhao Yuancheng.

After fighting with Zhao Yuancheng and Zhao Wuling, Zhao Yuancheng never dared to be proud in front of Yang Yiyu again.

Especially in recent years, some of the Zhao family’s children entered Yunmen to practice because of Zhao Nan’s relationship, and the Zhao family’s status in the ancient martial arts world rose sharply.

It has already faintly had the reputation of being the first ancient martial arts world in Yancheng. For Yang Yiyu, the son-in-law of the Zhao family, the Zhao family’s current family members naturally started from the interests of the family, and they couldn’t stop fawning on him. Only these ancient martial arts worlds could understand the true horror of Yunmen.

This time when Zhao Nan went home, he only thought of his father Zhao Yuanxian, but his uncle Zhao Yuancheng really wanted to come along. The reason was simple. I am your uncle, and you are my niece. You, Zhao Nan, are the apple of the Zhao family’s eye and the pride of the Zhao family. How can you marry Yang Yiyu with an ordinary woman?

At that time, Zhao Yuancheng, the uncle, said righteously at home: “No, as your uncle, I must stand up and support you. You must ask Yang Yiyu why he wants the apple of my Zhao family’s eye to marry with other women? Doing so? Where is the face of the Zhao family?”

Zhao Nan remembered very clearly that these were the original words of his uncle. He came to Yang Yiyu to ask for an explanation, but Zhao Nan knew better what his uncle was thinking. In recent years, he had reached the bottleneck of Huajin because of the help of Yunmen elixir. This time, he came to ask Yang Yiyu for benefits and help him break through the bottleneck of Huajin.

Zhao Nan was speechless about this uncle, but wanted to see how he would punish Yang Yiyun next?

After Yang Yiyun walked into the hall, he was about to salute Zhao Nan’s father and uncle. Although he was now the master of Yunmen, they were Zhao Nan’s elders after all, so these etiquettes were necessary.

However, when Zhao Yuancheng saw Yang Yiyun, he did not wait for Yang Yiyun to come in from the doorway. He immediately stood up and said with a smile: “Oh~ nephew-in-law, I haven’t seen you for six years. As an uncle, I am worried and miss you~”

While speaking, he clasped his fists towards Yang Yiyun, with a flattering smile on his face and a tone full of flattery.

Zhao Nan was stunned and felt ashamed of the thick skin of this uncle.

What about the promise to punish him?

This is a blatant flattery, okay?

Zhao Nan felt a little embarrassed, and thought to herself: “This uncle is still the same as before~” She guessed right in her heart, but she was a little sad and funny.

Zhao Yuanxian, who was sitting next to Zhao Nan, saw his elder brother like this, his face turned black, and he cursed in his heart: “Shameless, this is my son-in-law, okay?”

He knew his elder brother very well, and naturally knew that his elder brother wanted to get benefits from Yang Yiyu. As a legitimate father-in-law, Zhao Yuanxian was unwilling to lag behind. He was a fool if he didn’t want the benefits. He also knew that Yang Yiyu had countless treasures. He once asked his daughter to get elixirs from Yunmen, etc., but was rejected by his daughter Zhao Nan without hesitation. For this reason, Zhao Yuanxian also scolded his daughter for being an ungrateful wolf. Now that she is like this, will she not recognize the Zhao family when she gets married in the

future? Now that he has finally met his son-in-law, Zhao Yuanxian also knows that Yang Yiyu is generous. If his daughter can’t get it, Yang Yiyu, this son-in-law, will definitely not be stingy.

Seeing that his elder brother Zhao Yuancheng had taken the lead, Zhao Yuanxian could no longer sit still. He stood up and pushed his elder brother aside, whispering, “Brother, have some shame. I am the father-in-law. Yang Yiyu is my son-in-law, okay?”

“Second brother, I am the head of the Zhao family, in charge of the family, you are in charge of the Zhao family’s property, and my nephew’s son-in-law is a cultivator, so naturally I should deal with him.” Zhao Yuancheng said without blushing or panting.

“You make it sound like I have no cultivation. Don’t forget, brother, I am now at the peak of Huajin.” Zhao Yuanxian and his elder brother had a quarrel. It had always been like this between the two.

But Zhao Nan blushed. He had just despised his uncle in his heart, but in a blink of an eye, his own father had also joined in. Looking at Yang Yiyu’s smiling expression, Zhao Nan wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. It was so embarrassing.

This was not the first time Yang Yiyun had dealt with these two fathers-in-law, so he naturally understood what they were thinking. Seeing that the two brothers were about to quarrel, Yang Yiyun smiled in his heart and came up with an idea. He flipped two spiritual peaches with a charming fruity aroma in his hand.

The next moment, the brothers Zhao Yuanxian and Zhao Yuancheng stopped quarreling, and their eyes were fixed on Yang Yiyun’s hand, almost drooling.

(End of this chapter)