As soon as Wen Yiming helped Jiang Xian into the instructor's mansion, he saw that Hou Er was commanding his subordinates to take care of the courtyard, everything had not changed at the beginning, but there was a lot of family affection, if the fifth autumn girl and Wen Si brothers and sisters were here, it would be more warm, he pressed a floating sadness in his heart, and did not want his mother to worry.

"Instructor!"

Hou Er rolled up his sleeves, his moist eyes were still flashing as smart as they were back then, but there was more stability between his eyebrows, and now he was a martial arts general's ninth-layer cultivation.

Jiang Xian let go of Wen Yiming with a smile and said, "Hou Er, you talk, I'll go to the kitchen." ”

Hou Er smiled and said, "Aunt Xian, the eggs and everything are ready, just wait for you to cook it yourself." ”

"This kid is just likable!"

Wen Yiming could see that Jiang Xian liked Hou Er very much, and the doting in her eyes came from the heart.

He stepped forward and put Hou Er on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "The dignified chief engineer of the natural disaster, the murder weapon in the world that shook the northern Xinjiang, why is it still here for me to not leave, you are thick enough." ”

A joke calmed Hou Er a lot, and after he relaxed, he said: "Without the instructor, you wouldn't have me Hou Er Today, I thank you on behalf of Lei Mingyuan." ”

Wen Yiming's heart warmed, and said: "I just gave you a platform, you have today is all your own efforts, come, take these bottles of pills, it is enough for you to cultivate to the Martial King stage, cultivate your cultivation to be promoted, don't keep running towards me." ”

"Okay, I'll try. Hou Er excitedly took a few bottles of elixir, put them away carefully, and said with a smile: "However, instructor, the terrain here is good, which is conducive to cultivation, and the dishes made by Aunt Xian are delicious, so I have to come often." ”

Wen Yiming laughed, and then said, "Don't be busy here, go and help me find a few of the best Zhiling Trees, and come to my room tonight." In addition, let all the high-level people come here at three o'clock in the night. ”

After Hou Er left, he went into the kitchen to help Jiang Xian, and sometimes said a few witty words, which made Jiang Xian laugh happily.

Zeng Tianyou sent all the subordinates away, moved the dining table to the courtyard, and chatted with Wen Ziyu over tea.

Wen Ziyu was a little absent-minded, and when he heard the laughter of the two mothers and sons from the kitchen, he felt both relieved and envious, as well as a trace of sadness.

"Alas!" Wen Ziyu let out a long sigh, with hatred in her eyes, and said: "Guan Xiaoping used drugs to control me, so that I lost decades of time with my wife and children, and it is said that I was finally killed by Yiming, but unfortunately her life can't be exchanged for everything I lost, big brother, I hate it so much!"

Wen Ziyu trembled and clenched his white fists, Zeng Tianyou raised his palm to convey the true yuan to calm his emotions, and said: "Everything will be fine, get along with him calmly, be friends first, you have been on Roaring Island for so many years, when the news of his death came, you also saw how many people were avenging him by natural disasters, you have to believe in yourself and believe in him." ”

"Thank you, big brother! Wen Ziyu looked at the location of the kitchen in the distance, forced a smile, and said, "Don't say it, as long as his mother and son are well, I will always be controlled and willing." ”

The conversation between the two was very low, but Wen Yiming could feel it, and he was extremely melancholy.

Wen Ziyu's sentences came from the bottom of his heart, he could feel that thinking of his wife and children, how could he not be like this, even if he was a super god of war, he would do whatever it took to improve his strength and rescue them in ten years.

Why didn't he want to hear Wen Siwen call him a father, Zeng Tianyou was right, let's be friends first.

For more than ten years, he was not by his mother's side, but Wen Ziyu walked with him, even for his mother, he couldn't be too indifferent to him.

Wen Yiming came to the courtyard with two plates of side dishes in his sleeves, and smiled at Zeng Tianyou after putting them down: "Uncle, are you drinking tea today?"

Zeng Tianyou was stunned for a moment, looked at Wen Yiming's smiling expression, remembered the Jiutan Mountain back then, pointed at Wen Yiming and said with a smile: "You stinky boy, you still use this thing to hurt people, okay, be drunk today!"

Saying that he would go back to the house to get the wine in person, Wen Ziyu kept his head down, looking very embarrassed.

After a while, a few side dishes were served, the four of them sat down, and there were two large bowls of boiled eggs and a large bowl of steamed eggs, which were placed in front of Wen Yiming by Jiang Xian alone, which made him want to laugh a little, but his heart was extremely warm.

The wine was full, and even Jiang Xian asked for a small glass, except for Wen Ziyu, who was slightly embarrassed and unnatural, the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Jiang Xian kept picking vegetables for Wen Yiming, and at the end she helped peel the eggs.

"Mother, you eat, I'll come by myself. "Wen Yiming has already gotten five eggs.

Jiang Xian nodded and smiled very satisfied, peeled another egg and handed it to Wen Ziyu, and said, "You eat it too, our son liked to eat eggs the most when he was a child, but unfortunately he was poor at that time..."

Wen Yiming saw Wen Ziyu holding the egg and hanging his head silently, his emotions were obviously a little agitated, and he hurriedly picked up the wine bowl and said to Zeng Tianyou: "Come, uncle, I respect you!"

"Good!"

Zeng Tianyou laughed and drank it all.

Wen Yiming picked up the wine jar and got up, poured Zeng Tianyou full, walked to Wen Ziyu's side, and refilled the wine for him, who was a little at a loss.

Wen Yiming picked up the wine bowl and said quietly: "I respect you and thank you for taking care of my mother!"

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll do it!" Wen Ziyu's expression was agitated, and he picked up the wine bowl and opened it, spilling a placket without realizing it.

Wen Yiming did it first as a respect, and when he saw that Wen Ziyu's hand holding the wine bowl was a little uncontrollable and trembling, he choked out so much that he hurriedly brushed a soft true yuan.

After returning to his seat and having a small drink with his mother, although Wen Ziyu's face was choked and red, it was obviously much more natural, as if the whole person's complexion had changed a lot.

Wen Yiming sighed secretly, this may be the heart disease that is often said.

In the afternoon, Wen Yiming accompanied Jiang Xian to wander around.

Zeng Tianyou and Wen Ziyu played chess in the courtyard, and the latter's mood has obviously changed a lot, and he is a lot less sad, as if he is much younger.

"Damn, you're playing chicken blood, you've won three games in a row, and you can't get down. ”

Zeng Tianyou pushed the chessboard, sullen.

Wen Ziyu laughed heartily, carefully put away the chess pieces, and said, "Big brother, Yiming poured me wine and saluted me, I'm happy!"

Zeng Tianyou covered his ears and made a painful appearance, "You have said this sentence dozens of times, can you not mention it, I am annoyed if you don't bother!"

"Yes, what I said is the truth!" Wen Ziyu was very dissatisfied.

Zeng Tianyou rolled his eyes and said: "Isn't it amazing? He also saluted me and poured me wine, why didn't I mention a word? I have to be low-key, and the guardian god of war in the northern Xinjiang toasts me, so can I still live?"

Wen Ziyu said curiously: "The guardian god of war in the northern frontier has given you a toast?"

"I'm analogy, do you understand? What IQ!"

Zeng Tianyou was speechless.

"Hmph!" Wen Ziyu snorted coldly, "Can the metaphor come into being? I'm talking about reality, can the Northern Frontier Guardian God of War kill the Martial Saint in the late stage of the Martial King Period? ”

"Look at your virtue, as if you killed the martial saint. Too lazy to tell you!"

Zeng Tianyou got up with his hands in his hands and walked towards his room.

(End of chapter)