Seeing Zhao Junhao so embarrassed, the fifth face couldn't continue to tease.

"Sister Yan, I'm ......!" Zhao Junhao wanted to say something.

"Alright, go to bed, don't wake up the old man. Fifth Yan blinked at the red-faced Zhao Junhao and said.

Zhao Junhao hurriedly picked up his clothes and ran out of the room.

Even the sentence of good night Sister Yan, which she usually says, forgot to say it.

After hearing Zhao Junhao bring his door, the fifth face quickly put away the look on his face that was originally a joke to see Zhao Junhao.

She lowered her head, her mood feeling low for a moment.

"Xiao Hao, do you like that?"

A soft murmur sounded, and the closet door closed silently.

The red garment plunged into darkness again.

......

Thousands of miles apart.

Northeast China, Changbai Mountain.

In summer, the mountains are covered with light snow, which is a good place to escape the heat.

A dense forest dominated by fir trees gathers at the foot of the mountain.

In the dense forest, the light shines through the sky.

A large manor in the middle of the jungle slowly appeared in the field of vision of a hare seeking to sleep.

It was almost late at night, and there was still a lot of noise coming from the manor.

I saw a lot of figures walking around the manor.

The main house of the manor has the largest courtyard in the village.

In the courtyard, a simple chair sits alone.

An old man who came out of the main room, probably because he was pitiful for the loneliness of the chair, had to walk to the chair even if he walked slowly.

When I walked there, I was actually just sitting on it and leaning back.

The old man's left foot was dragging his right foot as he walked.

"Father!" a middle-aged man suddenly appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

He shouted in a hurry and rushed towards the old man.

The old man had just sat down, and he had just arrived.

"It's not a good thing to stay in the body for a long time, like the wind, this kind of urgency!" said the old man with a smile, not caring at all that his difficult walking might lead to a dangerous situation.

"Father, the doctor said it! Recheck it twice, and when the injury is almost healed, you can walk on the ground!" said the middle-aged man anxiously.

"Rufeng, care about my feet, why don't you go and help take care of Qiying, don't be busy with your own business all day!" the old man became a little serious and lectured.

"Father, Qiying is fine. In contrast, you need to take care of it more. The middle-aged man continued to hold on.

"You!" Seeing the man so stubborn, the old man shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Are you done with the matter of righteousness?" the old man suddenly remembered something and said softly.

The man nodded, "I flew to the East China Sea, and on the phone, the name of our family doesn't seem to work very well." ”

"Like the wind, you're in a hurry......"

The man did not deny it, he spoke up: "Father, it is a matter of time!"

The old man paused on the chair and said, "It's also ......."

Then, the old man straightened up slightly and said, "Like the wind, you should know the ability of righteousness best." Whether Ah Qu follows or not, you make your own decision. ”

"Father, when Yide starts school, I will take you for a comprehensive examination, and if you recover well, I will immediately drive Aqu to the East China Sea!" the man's voice was firm.

"Don't worry too much about the wind......," the old man said peacefully.

The man knew that the old man had that ability.

The Dinghai Divine Needle of this manor didn't fall down so easily.

But as a son, worry can be unwarranted, but it can't be none.

"Dad, like the wind, aren't you still sleeping?" a gentle female voice came from the door.

A woman with a child in her arms stood on the stone steps at the entrance of the courtyard with a smile.

"Xuelian, I'm talking to my father, you and Qiying should go to bed early. The man turned his head and smiled.

"Don't believe his nonsense!" the old man said suddenly.

The simplicity of the father and son made the woman chuckle a few times.

"Qiying is awake!" exclaimed the woman, who was always paying attention to the situation in her arms.

From dinner to now, the boy, who had slept quietly and sweetly in the woman's arms for several hours, slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't cry when he was woken up by a sound like other children.

He just looked at his mother's face quietly, and then his mouth opened and he smiled innocently.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then kissed the boy on the pink cheek.

"Haha, Qiying good baby, come, come to grandpa!" the old man sitting in the chair laughed.

"Do you want to go to Grandpa's, my little Qiying!" the woman began to swing her arms, swaying the boy gently and laughing.

"Like the wind, you dodge aside, don't get in the way of Qiying!" the old man waved his hand.

The middle-aged man scratched his head, and really flashed to the side.

Looking at the woman and the child, he was also smiling from the bottom of his heart.

Qi Ying is his second son, and the eldest son is over 18 years old.

Who would have thought that the Nalan family in the Northeast would catch up with the fashion of having a second child, and if they said that they would have one more, they would really have one more.

The boy babbled happily in the air.

The woman assumed that he had consented.

Bending down, the woman gently placed the boy's hands and feet on the ground.

After touching the ground, the boy seemed very happy, slapped the ground with his left hand and right hand, and grinned to express his joy.

"Qiying, this! Grandpa is here!" the old man stretched out his hands and pointed the boy in the direction.

The boy was attracted by the sound and looked up at the kind old man.

Under the immature memory, subconsciously, the old man who hugged him and kissed him had a wonderful affinity.

The boy paused for a few seconds, then began to crawl towards the old man.

One step at a time, with both hands and feet.

The middle-aged man clapped his palms rhythmically, encouraging the boy to move forward.

The boy climbed faster and faster, and at last he was only a hand's distance from the old man.

The boy wanted to continue climbing, but the old man who stepped out of his left foot to support him was the first to pick up.

"Babble!" the boy waved his hands in the air.

"Qiying is so good!" the old man was in a good mood.

Holding his grandson tightly, the old man was reluctant to let go so quickly.

So he sat down in his seat, looking left and right.

A gentle pinch of his fingers is a piece of moisture on the boy's newborn skin.

"Baby Qiying, do you still want to listen to grandpa's story?" Every time he hugged his grandson, the old man always took the trouble to say things that the boy still didn't understand.

"Bah!"

"Do you want to hear it?" said the old man.

This story is a bit old.

This story takes place on the ground under our feet.

The old man said that there was once a person who was domineering with a knife. Behind him, he was dressed in red, standing gently and quietly.

There is also a person who perches on top of black pines and is not afraid of wind and snow.

Some people even threw away the fishing rods on the Pearl Tower, just to break the game.

Someone ran away in confusion.

Someone sits and reaps the benefits......

The old man didn't say it in detail, but it made the atmosphere in the courtyard heavy.

He stroked the boy and said, "Listen first, and then later...... You'll know it all. ”

Raising his hand to stop what the man wanted to say, the old man thought of the story, and he thought of that prosperous era.

The end was a mess.

The old man's eyes snapped.

Konalan is worthy of it!

......