Today's weather is a bit bad, the sun is covered by thick dark clouds, and the sky is snowing heavily, starting from the hour of the hour until the hour, and it is still falling!

Yiyang didn't sleep well last night, so he slept until noon, still woken up by the baby's cry.

On the mountain, where Yiyang picked up the baby last night, there was a figure sitting under the big stone. When this man was established, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were disheveled, and he was holding something in his arms, but because his whole body was covered by snow, he could only see a white appearance.

The baby's cry reached here, and he lifted his bowed head to reveal his pale face, bloodshot eyes, and chapped lips.

Then, he got up, but due to physical reasons, he fell into the snow. Despite this, he still held the contents of his arms to the ground.

"Kid......" he muttered, then struggled to get up again, braving the snow and stumbling down the hill.

This is not the terrifying cry in front of the city god on a rainy night, but the pure cry that comes from the first time of human beings - the cry of a baby!

He was sick, and he had been sick since he came back from Cangshan, and it was a kind of wind chill that had not been cured—unknown.

So, he walked very slowly, and by the time he came down the hill it was almost time.

At this time, the cry was still there, but it was already weak. He saw a five-year-old child holding a bowl in his hand, carefully carrying something into a lonely wooden house, which was also the one where the cry was heard.

He followed, crept over and went into the courtyard, and then came to the window of the hut with a cry, and lay down in front of the closed window, and felt ...... Yes, that's right, it's feelings.

He unleashes his spiritual sense and perceives everything inside......

The child's bowl contained an unknown amount of milk, and in the futon was a baby with dark eyes...... The child dips a little milk with the washed index finger and gently places it on the corner of the baby's mouth.

When the baby feels the milk flowing to his lips, he subconsciously stops crying and sucks the milk on the child's fingers, making an excited sound.

Nice, charming and cute!

Gradually, he became distracted, and the corners of his eyes began to cry unconsciously, and then he cried silently.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from inside the house, "Who's outside?"

He woke up instantly, hugged the things in his arms with one hand, wiped away his tears with the other, and then said in a harmonious voice: "I'm sorry, I came to find someone, and when I heard the baby's cry, I followed!"

Yiyang opened the window slightly, revealing a very small gap, and saw a very sloppy, decadent and weak uncle holding a box, standing in front of the window, looking very pitiful, so he said to him: "It's snowing outside, it's hard to find things!"

"yes, so I want to find a place to hide from the snow!" he looked at Yiyang through the gap, and a kind expression appeared on his face!

"Although it looks pitiful, I've seen more than you do, so I won't sympathize with you!"

"It's okay, what about your parents?" he said with a smile again, his expression very serious, without a hint of pretense.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the voice in the room became even colder, "I don't know, what's the matter with you? Go find your people, I don't welcome you here, go away!"

Before he could finish speaking, the crack in the window was slammed shut.

At this time, he realized something, quickly corrected his attitude, and said very seriously: "Hello, my name is Nangong Xun, I came to find someone, because the snow blocked the road, so I want to find a hiding place here, I don't know if the master can agree?"

Yiyang opened the window again and said to him: "Don't come with me to these Wen Zou Zou, don't agree, find someone to go elsewhere!"

Nangong Xun was a little disappointed and ready to tell the truth. But at this moment, it said again: "Who are you looking for?"

When he heard this, he hurriedly said: "A baby who is still in swaddling clothes, has no eyes, and has eyes!"

Hearing this, Yiyang was startled, looked at the baby who was sleeping peacefully after eating, and then looked at Nangong Xun outside the gap: "People are here, take people away, don't bother me!"

After speaking, he opened the window, and Nangong Xun stretched out his hand to block all the flying snow. He picked up the baby carefully, handed it to Nangong Xun, and then carried the milk on the table to the windowsill, and said, "Take goat's milk away, I don't drink this kind of three-year-old fart!"

Nangong Xun was stunned for Yiyang's reaction, why was this kid so excited?

But before he could react, the window slammed, shut, and locked......

He hugged the child and sensed the inside, and then, he saw Yiyang burying his head between his knees as if he had been greatly wronged...... It seemed that it was a little cold inside, so Yiyang shrank into the corner of the bed.

He sighed and said, "That...... I'm leaving!"

After saying that, he turned to leave, and the bowl of goat's milk was hanging in the air behind him and slowly flew away.

But as soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard, a sound of the door opening came from behind him...... He turned around, Yiyang stumbled to him, stretched out his hand, and said coldly: "Give me back the child, how can you prove that he is your son?"

He was stunned and looked at the baby in his arms, his eyes glistening with tears and his lips trembling...... After a while, he looked at Yiyang and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Yiyang: "Why did you throw him away? Is it because of his eyes? Why are you so too much of a father? Why do you want to give birth if you don't like your own child?"

"This ......" he looked at Yiyang and said patiently, "You can also see that I am sick, very seriously ill." Last night, the child had a difficult birth, and he died after giving birth, and the people thought he was the child of the city god, an ominous person, so they threw him away!"

As soon as the words fell, Yiyang turned around and went back to the house, closing the door tightly.

"Remember to close the door!" his voice came from behind the door.

He looked at the closed door and smiled. Strange child, it must be a poor child, right?

.........

Click~

The door of the courtyard was closed, Yiyang stood behind the door, quietly watched Nangong Xun leave from the crack in the door, and then leaned behind the door, hugged his knees, looked at a mouse that suddenly ran in front of him, and said to himself: "Why? Why can you have a good father, partial birth...... I didn't!"

The sudden appearance and abrupt departure of this baby is a small episode, and it must be. So, Yiyang thought, life has to go on.

So, after a short daze, he was called to cook by his rumbling stomach......

In a small house at the bottom of the mountain, Steward Cui was roasting a fire in the house, lying on a couch covered with soft skin, very leisurely.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and he said in annoyance, "Who?"

There was no response, and the knocking on the door did not stop.

Steward Cui was even more impatient, so he rushed to the door and said, "It's here!"

But when I opened the door, I saw a sloppy man holding a box in his left hand and a baby in his right hand......

A long time ago, he was fortunate enough to see the figure of the Great Elder from a distance in the mountain villa, and he remembered it firmly at a glance, so he recognized the person at a glance.

He hurriedly bent over with his hand and said respectfully: "Cui Jiu, the village steward of Nanshan Village, has seen the great elder, and the little one is disappointed and hopes to atone for his sins. ”

"Get up!" Nangong Xun said lightly, and then entered the house by himself.

Steward Cui straightened up, almost hit a bowl, hurriedly got out of the way, and then followed behind Nangong Xun.

After entering the house, Nangong Xun sat on the couch, put the box at his feet, stretched out his hand to gather a stream of aura in the air, and then fed the baby in his arms according to Yiyang's method.

Steward Cui bowed to the side and said, "The Great Elder suddenly visited the Humble House, I don't know what to order?"

"Is there a family living on the hillside? I remember that house had been abandoned for years. Nangong Xun said while feeding the child.

"It was taken in by Steward Wang, and he was also the one who fled south, but it was not a family, just the child named Yiyang lived alone!"

Hearing this, Nangong Xun stopped what he was doing, and looked at Steward Cui with a serious expression, "What are you going to do?

"Great Elder, listen to my explanation, he is an orphan, and according to him, he doesn't know where his father and mother are. The house was arranged by the king's steward, and he himself accepted it, saying that he liked to be pure. He also said he was self-reliant. Steward Wang arranged it in advance, but he just informed the villain, and the villain couldn't do anything. Steward Wang said with a bitter face.

"In that case, take care of him more in the future, he is alone and pitiful!"

"Yes!" Steward Cui replied, and after his voice was over, he looked at the baby in Nangong Xun's arms and asked, "Elder, who is this child?"

"My son!"

Hearing this, Steward Cui's face was overjoyed, and he said, "Men and women?"

Nangong Xun looked at him and said, "I said, how can you be like a woman, what do you care about this issue?"

Steward Cui's face was slightly red, a little embarrassed, so he had to smile.

Nangong Xun covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and said, "Man." ”

"That's great, do you want to call the little one and prepare some gadgets for the little master?" Steward Cui said with a smile, and the opportunity to show himself came.

"No need...... Nangong Xun smiled slightly, smiled a little reluctantly, and then coughed a few more times, and said, "I still have something to deal with, so I'll leave first!"

After speaking, he got up, but almost fell, but fortunately Steward Cui held him. Steward Cui began to be anxious, "Elder, your illness ......"

Nangong Xun waved his hand at him, signaling that he didn't need to speak, and then picked up the box and left, and said at the same time, "No need to send it!"

But Steward Cui insisted on sending it, but he couldn't stop it. When he arrived at the door, Nangong Xun said: "Go back, it's cold outside, but it's warm at home." ”

Steward Cui had no choice but to give up and stand by the door and watch Nangong Xun leave......

Nangong looked for a child in one hand and a box in the other to leave Steward Cui's house, faced the flying snow, and slowly walked towards the Tibetan Sword Villa, his figure couldn't help but be a little lonely!

Steward Cui still didn't know why, so he could only watch the respected Great Elder leave. Waiting for Nangong Xun's figure to disappear, he looked at the vast snow and said, "The snow is so big!"

ps: This chapter is excessive, and it's a little difficult to write later, so at my level, it's not very good to play, and the novel says: "I'm sorry, what's wrong, I hope I can point it out!"