Wen Yiming's weak eyes looked at the familiar faces, Jiang Xian, who was already a martial artist, had tears on her face, and she hugged Wen Ziyu; His mother-in-law's bright moon heart and first day words were agitated in her eyes; The dragon soul was all standing with Hou Er and Zeng Tianyou, and next to Wen Xiangtong and others, there were two old men he didn't know.

He nodded effortlessly and did not speak.

Everyone knew that this family had something to say, and Wen Yiming was obviously very weak, and he didn't even have much spirit to speak, so he left words for him to cultivate well, and then left one after another, but occasionally looked back, his eyes were full of concern and worry.

Jiang Xian and Wen Ziyu left Mingyuexin's mother and son, as well as Zeng Tianyou, Hou Er, and Wen Xiangtong to the inner hall to talk, and the two of them were anxious to prepare meals, and took out a lot of Lingjing for the next person to buy ingredients.

Wen Yiming's gaze finally fell on the two teenagers who were closest and stood at the front, he knew that these were Wen Si and Wen Nian, and his children were estimated to be almost the height of his chest now.

The two brothers and sisters still have a little childishness on their faces, Wen Si is tall, dressed in white, and already has a bit of his appearance when he first entered the Shuangcheng, but it seems that Sven's temperament is very similar to Wen Ziyu, quite elegant.

Wen Nian's well-fitting silver-white outfit looks a bit of a woman's temperament, although there are tears in her eyes, she still can't hide the heroic posture between her eyebrows, the big watery eyes are not as quiet and elegant as her mother, Wen Yiming seems to see a completely different side from Wen Si's elegance, and he smiles.

Wen Yiming's eyes were slightly moist, countless memories poured into his mind, he grinned his shriveled lips, and smiled at Wen Siwen Nian, who was full of tears, and all the pain quietly disappeared at this moment.

"Si'er, Nian'er..."

Wen Yiming leaned on the body of the fifth autumn girl, raised his hand with difficulty, and his voice was so hoarse that he had to distinguish carefully to hear what he said, but the two brothers and sisters stepped forward together, and clenched their father's hand tacitly, feeling that the voice was like a heavenly sound, and tears rolled down.

"Daddy, you have to get well quickly, I'm waiting for you to teach me marksmanship!"

Wen Si pursed her lips, her eyes wiping away tears with determination.

"Dad, I miss you!"

Wen Nian couldn't help choking, leaned on his father's arms with tears, and hugged his parents tightly.

Not far away, Jiang Xian leaned on Wen Ziyu's shoulder, kept wiping her tears, watched Wen Yiming and the four of them hug each other, turned her head and buried her head in Wen Ziyu's shoulder, not letting herself cry.

Wen Ziyu gently patted her back, her nose fluttered, and she was also in tears, "Ah Xian, wake up Yiming, we are finally a real family reunion, we should be happy, today is a big day, let's not cry, I, the prince, will personally accompany you to cook today and cook a few home-cooked dishes." ”

"Hmm... I can't boil eggs today, I'm too empty, I have to boil some porridge..."

In the inner hall, Zeng Tianyou exhaled a long breath, and smiled at Mingyuexin: "When Yiming can go down to the ground, I have to arrange for the whole city, no, the whole island to celebrate!" Rejoice, today. ”

Mingyuexin nodded slightly, looked at the courtyard from afar, and said worriedly: "I hope he can survive this year..."

Soon it was noon, a table of people gathered around, Wen Yiming just drank a few mouthfuls of gruel, said a few words hoarsely, and then felt tired and uncomfortable to enter the room to rest.

A few days later, the news of the instructor's awakening spread throughout Roaring Island, and the whole city celebrated and feasted for three days.

Hou Er personally made a delicate wooden spirit wheelchair for Wen Yiming, filled with spirit crystals, and he could drive on his own with simple control, but the speed was very slow, but it was stable enough.

The fifth autumn girl was still taking care of her, pushing Wen Yiming to wander around the island, using Zhenyuan to regulate her body on time every day, and under Wen Yiming's dictation, she learned the three-element spirit gathering needle, and every day before going to bed, she would administer needles to Wen Yiming to remove blood congestion in her body.

Two months later, although Wen Yiming showed no signs of recovery, his voice was no longer so hoarse, he had recovered most of it, and he no longer felt weak and tired often.

However, his whole body and limbs were in all kinds of soreness, numbness, swelling and pain at any time, and he often had difficulty sleeping at night, and the pain was like rain.

The days passed, and in the blink of an eye, two months later, he was finally able to walk on the ground.

During these days, the fifth autumn girl's appetite has improved a lot, and her weight loss has gradually disappeared.

What she was happiest about was snuggling up with Wen Yiming and watching him carefully guide Wen Siwen Nian to cultivate martial arts.

The days of the Instructor's Mansion are very regular, and everything is done to make Wen Yiming recover as soon as possible.

Wen Yiming got up every hour and went to the backyard with Wen Si's brothers and sisters to practice Tuna, his life and soul recipes could not work, and he could only practice some simple internal breath adjustment techniques, such as the five bird operas in his previous life, Baduan Jin and other internal cultivation exercises.

He passed on the secret of life to the Wen Si siblings, and under his guidance, Wen Si became more and more proficient in the way of the gun, and Wen Nian followed his mother to practice the way of the qin.

Three meals a day are regular and quantitative, in addition to accompanying the family every day, guiding the children's cultivation, is to walk on the island hand in hand with the fifth autumn girl, and even later, the two of them built a small wooden house next to the forbidden area of Zhiling Qimu, where they raised some poultry, reclaimed a small piece of wasteland, and planted vegetables and fruits.

The rest of the time, Wen Yiming accompanied the fifth autumn to compose music, he presented the classics that he could remember in his previous life one by one, and occasionally hummed a few small songs, and the days were extremely warm.

When the poultry was fattened and the vegetables and fruits were ripe, he cooked it himself, called the dragon soul and his family and friends over to taste his craft.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

Wen Yiming's body has improved a lot, his face has become bloody, and all kinds of pain have been reduced by more than half.

In the morning light, the cool wind blew the Zhiling Qimu, and the rustling of the leaves seemed to whisper.

Wen Yiming looked at the half-rising red sun in the sky, holding the waist of the fifth autumn girl without a trace of fat, without thoughts and thoughts, and was quiet.

Leaning on each other, the fifth autumn girl pillowed on his shoulder, and said softly affectionately: "Yiming, I like this kind of life, this is the taste of home, right?" ”

The corners of Wen Yiming's mouth curled slightly, he remembered a sentence, felt deeply, and read: "Fat and bitter sweetness are not true taste, and the true taste is light; The magic is not to people, but to people. ”

Fifth Qiu Wan smiled softly, shook his arm and said, "Then we are living an ordinary life on Roaring Island and being ordinary people, okay?" ”

Wen Yiming smiled slightly, took her hand back to the room, locked the door with his backhand, hugged it into his arms, and said with a smile: "Ordinary people's ideas are very simple, and they will not restrain their desires. ”

Feeling the attack of the devil's claws, the fifth autumn girl gasped and whispered: "Villain, this is daytime... Not! ”

The solid vermilion bed sank suddenly, and Wen Yiming smiled evilly: "It's better during the day, no need to hold the lamp, fairy, please satisfy my mortal desires, I will be extremely pious... Well... Not... Qiu Wan, you learned badly, you actually bit me...! ”

"Nasty!"

"Hmm... Be quiet..."

(End of chapter)