The carriage stopped at the end of the road down the hill, and the tall reddish-brown steed shook its head and barked a few times.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage, nodded to Nangong Xun, and then bowed to the carriage, not knowing what he was saying.

Nangong Xun slowly got out of the carriage, and looked at Nangong Tong, who was overly excited and ran down the mountain, and also smiled happily.

It's been a year, and although the imperial city is prosperous, it's not half as good as this ravine. At this moment, the small stream of water in the ravine is like a cheerful music.

"Xiaomo, slow down. He said a word to Nangong Tong, then saluted the coachman, bowed to the carriage, and said, "Sir, it's here." Lose company!"

After speaking, he walked towards Nangong Tong, took the excited child in his arms, rubbed his head vigorously, and said, "Okay, I've grown taller, I'm almost up to my father's waist." Did my brother bully you?"

"No, senior brother...... Senior brother is very good to Xiaomo~" The last word seemed unconfident, Nangong Tong's head also lowered slightly, and then quickly raised it, for fear that his father would find that he was weak.

"What?" Nangong Xun has lived for decades, and he knows exactly what Yiyang is, so he can't help but be a little unhappy.

When Lao Tzu is gone, you will bully my son, how can this be reasonable!

He breathed a deep sigh of relief and said, "Look how Daddy cleans up this stinky boy!"

Nangong Tong lowered his head, closed his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth rose, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart...... The appearance of the senior brother eating deflated in the hands of his father is very exciting!

Nangong Xun led him to the carriage, and then bowed slightly, "Sir, the carriage can only go here, I'm sorry, I have to take a few steps!"

A vicissitudes of life voice came from the carriage, "It's okay, I've walked this road several times...... and then a tall old man with white hair, eyebrows and eyes as clear as water, and a little bit of air leakage when he spoke.

He looked up at Zangjian Mountain and sighed, "It's been more than twenty years, and I'm back again!"

The coachman stretched out his hand to help him, but he waved his hand to signal the coachman to step back, got out of the carriage himself, and then glanced at Nangong Tong, and then looked at Nangong Xun: "This is your son?"

Nangong Xun nodded and said, "Yes, sir, Xiao'er Nangong Tong, nicknamed Xiaomo." ”

Nangong Tong closed his eyes, nodded in the direction where the old man's voice came from, and said, "Hello old man." ”

The old man smiled, "That's good, but ...... Child, why are you closing your eyes?"

Nangong Tong: "Xiaomo was born with an eye disease and couldn't see bright light, so he couldn't open his eyes. ”

......

When Yiyang heard Nangong Tong's shout, he immediately turned over from the pavilion, and he didn't care if the book covering his face fell to the ground. He looked at Shuang'er, and the little girl was also looking at herself, her little eyes full of excitement seemed to ask, "Senior brother, is Daddy really back?"

Seeing this, Yiyang sat upright, coughed lightly, and said, "That's right, that old horseman is back!"

Then, he directly took Shuang'er in his arms and prepared to run out, but when he saw that Shuang'er's hair was a little messy, he thought that the old man was afraid that he was going to find fault with this matter, so he said to Shuang'er: "Shuang'er, senior brother will comb your hair first, look at you, fan the fan, fan the fan, and make your hair like this, your father will have a temper with the senior brother." ”

The little girl touched her hair, nodded, and grinned.

......

The old man listened to Nangong Tong's explanation, stroked his beard and said gently: "So that's the case, then why don't you wear a blindfold?"

Nangong Tong: "Forgot!"

"Hehe......" The old man smiled again, looked at Nangong Xun, and said, "Great Elder, please lead the way." ”

"Hmm!" Nangong Xun nodded at the old man and said, "Sir, please!"

When a few people came to the pingzi, in front of Yiyang's vegetable garden, the old man looked at the green vegetables and the well-kept garden, and couldn't help but sigh, "This is planted by the son of the great elder? ”

Hearing this, Nangong Tong hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, this is my senior brother's vegetable garden, usually he dislikes my hands and feet, and he doesn't let Xiaomo enter the vegetable garden." ”

"Oh?" the old man became interested when he heard this, "Xiaomo has a senior brother, why haven't you heard the eldest elder mention it on the road?"

Hearing this, Nangong Xun humbled for a moment, "Where, where, a stinky boy is just a stinky boy, insignificant, insignificant, he will grow some vegetables and cook some porridge." ”

The old man became more interested, and looked at the vegetable garden, "And how old is he?"

"Mr. Hui, he should be fourteen years old, very naughty, but he is still a good boy. Nangong replied.

Nangong Tong also followed: "Really, really, senior brother is very powerful." ”

The old man glanced at the two small courtyards behind the vegetable garden again, and said, "The little one was built by the previous head of the family for the old man when he came last time, and there was no yard at that time, is he living in it now?"

"Yes, Mr. has been in the future for more than 20 years, and the house was also abandoned by the steward and deacon of the villa because there were too many refugees from the south, and it was abandoned in the early years, and my apprentice named Yiyang asked someone to renovate it, and the yard was also built by him. ”

"Hehe......" The old man smiled with satisfaction and said, "What a young man." ”

At this time, the courtyard door of Nangong Xun opened, and a young man in white walked out with a pink and lovely little girl, and said in response to the old man's words: "No, I don't know the blessings that the uncle has cultivated in several lifetimes, and met someone as powerful as me." ”

Seeing Yiyang, the coachman's expression changed for the first time since he came here, and then he was surprised, and finally calmed down.

The old man kept looking ahead, not knowing whether to look at the little girl, or Yiyang, or the vegetables in the vegetable garden.

Nangong Xun glared at Yiyang and said, "Stinky boy, you mean, I'm stained with you?"

Yiyang let go of Shuang'er's hand, straightened his clothes, coughed lightly, and took Shuang'er again, then walked over from the path in the middle of the vegetable garden, and said, "Is that okay?"

Nangong Xun straightened up and said, "Mr. Wang is here today, I don't care about you." ”

Yiyang let go of Shuang'er's hand and said, "Go!"

The little girl ran over like a wild horse, and at the same time shouted loudly, "Daddy!"

Nangong Xun panicked for a moment, and hurriedly opened his arms, bent down, and said, "Slow down, slow down, be careful of falling." ”

The little girl rushed into Nangong Xun's arms, Nangong Xun picked him up, sat on his arm, scratched the little girl's nose, and said, "Do you miss your father?"

The little girl nodded heavily and said, "Yes, every day." ”

"That's good!"

Yiyang walked over and looked at the old man, and the old man also looked at him.

"This is the guest you said you were talking about?"

"Yes, Mr. Wang Jingzhi, the pavilion keeper, the teacher of the Emperor of the Apocalypse. ”

After looking at the old man for a moment, Yiyang bowed slightly to the old gentleman and said, "Boy Yiyang, I have seen the old gentleman." ”

The old man didn't know why, he was obviously stunned for a moment, then pointed to the vegetables in the vegetable garden, and said, "Are these really planted by you?"

Yiyang: "Yes, boy, I started growing vegetables when I was six years old, and I have a lot of experience in this area, why did the old gentleman ask this?"

The old man did not answer directly, but looked at the vegetable garden and said, "Not bad, not bad, very good boy." ”

"The old gentleman really has a vision. ”

"Where, where, insignificant, insignificant!"

At this time, Nangong Xun said: "Sir, it's hot, let's go into the house and talk!"

"Good!"

After the words fell, a few people led the way by Yiyang and walked towards the courtyard!