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The twenty-fifth and fifth round of Hao Xingzhu's secret

Tang Tian was sulking and bored, and came to the suburbs. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and there are many people walking in the green, and she suddenly saw a familiar figure hurrying away.

It's Tang Xiaoxian!

Tang Tian couldn't help but wonder: Where was Uncle Xian going in a hurry alone?

Tang Xiaoxian hadn't seen Hao Xingzhu for ten days, how could he not be in a hurry, he was in a hurry, of course he didn't notice Tang Tian following behind.

Tang Xiaoxian came to the front of the hut, the door was locked, and Xingzhu was not there?

Where did she go?

Where will she go?

He paced anxiously around the courtyard, and the uneasiness in his heart became heavier and heavier.

"Uncle, who are you looking for? Aunt Hao?" someone asked.

Tang Xiaoxian looked up and saw that it was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, who stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at him with a smile and asked.

Tang Xiaoxian hurriedly smiled and said, "Yes, I'm looking for Aunt Hao, little brother, do you know her, do you know where she went?"

The little boy nodded: "Aunt Hao went to her godmother's house." ”

"She's a godmother?"

"Yes, her godmother's house is in a neighboring village. ”

Tang Xiaoxian hurriedly asked, "How do you know?"

"My sister married into the Zhou family in the neighboring village and is a neighbor with them. The little boy smiled and said, "I went to my sister's house to play and saw Aunt Hao's." Uncle can go to the neighboring village Duoshuiji to have a look, their house is at the entrance of the village in the east of the village, and his family has planted a big banyan tree, which is easy to find. ”

"Yes," Tang Xiaoxian smiled, "Thank you, little brother." ”

Tang Xiaoxian came to Duoshuiji, which is a small village similar to Shuangfeng Village.

He stopped in front of a small courtyard, the wall of which was low and surrounded by a bamboo hedge, and within the wall was a tall and large old banyan tree, whose roots were clumped out of the ground, and whose trunk was so thick and strong that it seemed that the three of them could not hug each other, and on the branches hung countless aerial roots, like the long beard of a solemn old man.

There is a stone table under the banyan tree, and there are several small wooden benches next to the table.

Now, on the stone table, stood a dignified white-haired rooster, with its majestic head held high, squinting at the stranger standing outside the courtyard, with a proud, conceited, and invincible spirit. Around the stone table, its "wives and concubines" are frolicking with a group of children, which is a very beautiful "family picture".

There were three rooms in a row in the courtyard, and there were side rooms in the back, and there was laughter and laughter in the room.

He was hesitating to go in when a young boy of seven or eight years old suddenly rushed out of the house laughing.

The boy had a big forehead and looked quite smart, innocent and lively. Seeing someone standing outside the courtyard, he hurriedly ran over and asked with a smile, "Uncle, who are you looking for?"

Tang Xiaoxian looked at the child, his heart jumped inexplicably, and before he could speak, he heard a voice coming: "Where are you running? Think I can't catch you?" Then, a man chased after him and saw Tang Xiaoxian standing busy.

Tang Xiaoxian was even more surprised when he saw that person.

It was a person who had not been seen for a long time: still with messy hair and scattered hair, still dressed casually, still unruly with an unruly face, still with shining eyes, still with that loneliness and pride.

He stood there, his hand subconsciously holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, with a kind of detachment of independence from the world, a charm of floating out of the dust, a kind of firm and conceited belief, and a kind of "standing out from the crowd" like outstanding......

Tang Xiaoxian swallowed his saliva and frowned slightly, that person is still like that, he hasn't changed at all, more than ten years later, he still recognizes him at a glance.

That's Murong Tianyu!

Tang Xiaoxian took a deep breath, Murong Tianyu!

Yes, he will not forget this man, never!

When the boy saw him coming, he ran back to him with a smile, and said with his face up, "Uncle, there is an uncle there, I don't know what he does?"

Murong Tianyu nodded, "He's here to find your mother." ”

"Looking for my mother, really?" the boy asked, glancing at Tang Xiaoxian strangely.

"Yes," Murong Tianyu said, "He came to find your mother, you go and ask your mother to come out." ”

The boy glanced at Tang Xiaoxian again and ran in.

Here the two men looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Tang Xiaoxian frowned slightly, and never spoke, but the incomprehension and questions in his heart could be seen by anyone, but Murong Tianyu neither explained nor spoke, let alone invited him in, just stared at him so lightly.

The moment Hao Xingzhu appeared at the door, she found Tang Xiaoxian in front of the courtyard gate, and she let out a surprised and happy shout: "Xiaoxian!" and ran over, desperate to throw herself into his arms.

Tang Xiaoxian seemed to have some disbelief, but instinctively hugged her.

Hao Xingzhu raised his face to look at him: "I'm sorry, Xiaoxian." I thought you were going back to Tangjiabao, so I ......" She found that his face was pale, and his eyes were fixed behind her, she quietly turned her head, only to see Murong Tianyu holding a little boy standing in the courtyard.

She turned her head and glanced at Tang Xiaoxian, she couldn't see his mood, her heart was quickly turning thoughts: No! No, she couldn't let him know all this, she said anxiously: "Xiaoxian, Tianyu just came yesterday, and you haven't seen him for many years, so it's better to ......."

"Who is that kid?" Tang Xiaoxian finally spoke, and asked lightly.

He ...... He ......" Hao Xingzhu was very flustered in her heart, the more she was afraid of something, the more she came, she looked at him, and said cautiously, slurringly, and in a low voice: "Yes...... It's my adopted son, you know, when you're away, I'm ...... I'm lonely, this kid can ......"

"Are you lonely?" Tang Xiaoxian said coldly, "When I am not there, there is also someone with you, how can you be lonely?" His words stabbed at Xingzhu's heart like a sharp sword.

"Xiaoxian," Xingzhu shouted mournfully.

Tang Xiaoxian had already let go of her, took a step back, and said coldly: "Don't say anything, he still loves you all the time for so many years, isn't he?" He accompanies you, takes care of you, and is considerate of you, how can you be lonely?"

He frowned, the inexplicable irritability in his heart deepened, and even deeper was the ensuing jealousy: "I did everything possible to delay not going back, I did everything possible to get rid of Jiahui and ......" He shook his head and swallowed the name that came to his lips: "I tried every possible way to find a reason to see you, but I didn't expect you to ...... But you ......"

His voice was full of distress, looking sad, helpless, and angry: "Tryst with someone else here!"

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