The portrait frowned and felt that things were much more than that simple.

When the old madman died before him, the Lord's prompt sound came from his mind.

The one who died was the Shamatt man in the original team.

The cause of the other party's death is currently unknown, and many details are waiting for the portrait to observe and discover.

When the two returned home, they found that there was an extra couple of men and women in the room.

"Mu Yang, I just heard the aunt living at the entrance of the village say that you are back, but I didn't expect it to be true."

A middle-aged man with a simple appearance scratched his head and laughed heartily at the end of his speech.

However, the portrait always feels that the other person smiles a little unnaturally, as if he is forced to do so.

Before he could think about the reason, the middle-aged woman stepped forward and grabbed his hand, smiled gently and said, "Portrait, Auntie brought you some local specialties this time, I hope you don't dislike it. By the way, you shouldn't see Xiaolang for a long time, right? Do you want to go to my house to sit?"

"Okay... OK." The portrait smiled awkwardly, without refusing.

Hearing the portrait say this, the middle-aged woman quickly winked at his man and asked the other party to put down his hand and carry a basket of sweet potatoes.

"Dad, mom, then I'll go out."

The portrait glanced at the two people peeling peanut shells by the bed and shouted to them.

"Okay, remember to come back early." The old woman did not forget to instruct.

After the portrait followed the two out of the house, they found that the other party lived a little far away. They walked to a remote corner of the village before stopping.

When the portrait followed the other person into the door, he realized why the other person was so stingy. He knew that he only treated him with sweet potatoes when he came back...

The portrait looked inside and found that their family was indeed a bit poor, and the furniture was not fully prepared. Some of them were already a little worn, but they were reluctant to throw it away.

"Xiaolang, come out quickly, stop watching TV, your Uncle Mu Yang is here at home."

The middle-aged woman approached the door and shouted into the room.

"I know, let's come here."

A crisp boy voice came from inside. With a "click" sound, there was no movement in the room. It must be that the other party turned off the TV.

"Hello Uncle Mu Yang."

Hearing the other person greeting him, the portrait couldn't help but look down and saw a cute boy chewing a lollipop in his mouth.

"Is he Xiao Yan?" After looking at the boy's eyes, the portrait was a little suspicious, but did not immediately make a conclusion.

Because children of this age like sweets, the evidence they have not yet mastered is sufficient.

"Xiaolang, don't you know how to do a few questions? Why don't you quickly take out the homework book to show Uncle Mu Yang?"

The middle-aged woman leaned down, touched the boy's little face, and showed a gentle smile.

"Oh," Xiaolang nodded at her, turned around and walked into the room, and when he came out, he had a winter vacation homework book in his hand.

"Mu Yang, I'll trouble you." The middle-aged woman looked at the portrait of her eager to speak and smiled.

"Okay." The portrait smiled reluctantly, but soon he thought about it. He turned his gaze to Xiaolang and could also see if the other party was - Xiao Yan.

The two came to a chair, and after the portrait asked him to sit down, they opened the homework book and found the questions they could not do, and patiently taught him the problem-solving ideas and the knowledge points they applied.

"Xiaolang, do you have any special abilities?" The portrait suddenly asked in a slight manner, but it was this question that he learned from the Lord God that he was immediately deducted five hundred reward points.

Xiaolang did not answer, raised his head and looked at him deeply, Nunuu's mouth hinting at something.

The portrait's eyes lit up, and he understood what he wanted to express through his lips.

Xiaolang responded secretly, yes, he is Xiao Yan.

Unfortunately, Ji Lan was unable to use the spiritual chain for some reason this time, otherwise the portrait could directly tell which villagers were his teammates and which were NPCs again.

After pretending to teach Xiaolang for a while, the portrait said hello to the middle-aged woman and prepared to leave.

"Mu Yang, come and have more time to play."

The middle-aged woman never forgot to remind him when she was about to come.

"Sure," the portrait said a few perfunctorily and left as if he was running away.

This mission only takes seven days, and he doesn't want to waste it on these meaningless things.

"Mu Yang?"

"Hey! It's really you."

"Who are you?"

"I don't remember me, I'm Shuning. We used to dig a bird's nest together with you since you were a kid."

When the portrait was about to reach the door of the house, she met a strong man in bearskin.

When he saw the portrait, he was a little excited and couldn't help but walk up to him and pat his shoulder.

"I remember you are here, Shu Ning, and, can you stop putting your hands on my arm? Be gentle, my bones are about to fall apart."

The portrait quickly searched for memory and recognized the companion in front of him who had been playing with since childhood.

Although he was not very strong and had no portrait feeling at all, in order to conform to the setting of Mu Yang, a thin student, he had to pretend to be painful.

"Sorry, Mu Yang, I forgot that you are a student now."

Seeing that the other party reacted so much, Shu Ning hurriedly put down his right hand and apologized to him.

"It's okay, Shu Ning, you don't have to care." The portrait rubbed his shoulders, waved his hand, and comforted him with a smile.

"No, this is the rabbit I caught from the forest just now, for you."

Although the other party said this, Shu Ning felt a little guilty. He grabbed a snow-white rabbit in his chest and took it to him and followed the portrait to the other party's home.

"Mu Yang, are you back so soon?" When the old woman sitting by the bed peeling peanut shells couldn't help but look up when she heard the movement at the door.

"Yeah, I'm back." Portrait nodded at her.

"Oh, isn't this Shuning? He came here as soon as he came, why are you still so polite?"

When the old woman saw the person standing behind the portrait, she immediately stood up and walked forward with a smile.

Although she said that, her eyes were always staring at the rabbit in the other party's hands.

"Hello Auntie, Hello Uncle." Shu Ning greeted the two with a simple face. When he found that the old woman's eyes were in his hands, he was not angry, but put the rabbit on the ground.

After the snow-white hare landed on the ground, she stayed quietly in place. After looking up, she hurriedly ran towards the door and ran away.

"Oh, little bastard, I almost escaped you."

Seeing this, the old woman quickly bent down and grabbed it with both hands.

"Hey, it's still just a mother." The old woman held the rabbit and looked down at the other person's private parts, and couldn't help but smile.

"Auntie, I'll go back if I'm fine."

Shu Ning glanced at the three of them and turned around and prepared to leave.

"Hey, Shu Ning, don't you stay for dinner?"

Seeing this, the old woman quickly spoke out and stopped her.

"Thank you for your kindness, no."

Shuning, who turned around and walked to the door, waved at the few people and quickly disappeared into the snow.
Chapter completed!