Chapter 80: Returning Home

The drizzle, falling silently, is like a silver filament spit out by countless silkworm girls, rippling in mid-air, drawing into a misty light yarn.

The breeze blows and makes people feel a little cool.

The sky was hazy, and night was approaching.

Outside the city, a young man in a black shirt, wearing a hat, raised his eyes to look at the three big characters full of ancient charm on the city wall - the capital city.

For a while, the young man had some mixed feelings in his heart, this city was a place he wanted to return to in his dreams.

"The capital city. ”

The black-shirted boy muttered, stretched out his hand and tugged at the hat, and walked slowly towards the city.

"Please show me your pass..."

Before the city guards finished speaking, they saw that his expression was slightly panicked, and his speech was slightly slurred, "Ye... Deputy Commander Ye. ”

Ye Qing stretched out his hand to signal, did not make a sound, and led the black-shirted young man straight over.

Behind him, the guard guarding the city was left with a puzzled expression, "Didn't you say that Deputy Commander Ye went on some special mission?

Ye Qing ignored the voice of the guard behind him, and continued to walk forward on his own...

After entering the city, Ye Xingchen took Ye Qing straight to Fang City, and after several twists and turns, he finally sold the two-toothed lion demon core he had obtained in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and then ran to several shops before he could buy the items he was satisfied with.

Walking out of the shop, Ye Xingchen touched the ring on his hand, then stretched his waist lazily, and said with a little excitement: "I can finally go home!"

Ye Qing smiled on the side, and couldn't hide his excitement, he not only successfully completed the task assigned by the patriarch this time, but also improved the friendship with his own young master a lot.

Secretly happy, I saw Ye Xingchen pacing out, and then he followed quickly...

While walking, Ye Xingchen suddenly spoke, "Brother Ye Qing, Xingchen has a reluctant request, this time I come back, I am angry about the return, and I hope that Brother Ye Qing will not mention it to others for the time being." ”

"Young Master is polite, Ye Qing will never mention half a point to others. Ye Qing replied.

Ye Xingchen nodded and continued to walk forward...

In about half an hour, the two of them went to the Ye family's mansion.

Ye Xingchen raised his eyes and looked at the plaque above the gate for a moment, and in the end, for some reason, he did not choose to enter through the gate, but went around to the back door of the mansion alone to enter.

The Ye family's mansion, the study where Ye Yun is located.

"Where is he?" Ye Yun grabbed Ye Qing's arms with both hands trembling slightly, and asked emotionally.

Ye Qing was dumbfounded, Ye Yun was in such a state, he saw it for the first time in his life, he was stunned for a short time, Ye Qing hurriedly replied: "Young master, young master..."

"Grandpa. ”

A voice came from outside the door, Ye Yun let go of his hand, looked up blankly, and a familiar emaciated figure appeared in his sight as far as his slightly empty gaze could reach.

The two looked at each other, each clubbing in place, the body trembled slightly, and the gaze was frozen, as if the person in front of him was in a fantasy.

"Chen'er. ”

"Grandpa. ”

Ye Xingchen ripped off the hat on his head, ran briskly towards Ye Yun, who was coming slowly, and finally plunged into the other party's arms with a choked voice.

For a while, the air in the room was stagnant, time suddenly stopped, and the huge study room was only the pair of grandchildren who hugged each other silently.

After a long time, Ye Xingchen slowly left Ye Yun's embrace, touched the corner of his eye with his hand, and said loudly: "Grandpa, forgive Chen'er for being unfilial, which has made you tired." ”

"When you come back, it's better than anything else. Ye Yun patted Ye Xingchen with his hand, and let out a long breath of relief, at this time, the stone that had been hanging on his chest for months was finally put down, and he had no time to pay attention to it.

Looking at the pair of grandchildren in front of him who had reunited after a long absence, Ye Qing was not only happy for him, but also with a sense of envy, once upon a time, he had such a heartwarming picture.

After a short period of dark anger, Ye Qing's nose twitched, and he bowed to Ye Yun with a fist and said, "Patriarch, you and the young master have not seen each other for a long time, and the little one will retire first, so as not to disturb the two of you to reminisce." ”

Hearing this, Ye Yun leaned slightly, waved his hand and said, "You go down to rest first, these days have also worked hard for you." ”

"It's a small honor. Ye Qing said, and he had already retreated and left.

Just as Ye Qing turned around, Ye Xingchen's voice sounded, "Brother Ye Qing, thank you." ”

Seeing Ye Xingchen hugging his fists and thanking him, Ye Qing hurriedly returned the salute with his fists, and replied with a happy face: "The young master is polite." ”

With that, he stopped and walked out of the door.

After Ye Qing left, Ye Yun suddenly looked at Ye Xingchen up and down like a child, and muttered in his mouth: "Let grandpa take a look..."

Being searched by his grandfather like this, Ye Xingchen's body trembled, although it was summer now, he couldn't help but feel that some goosebumps were quietly rising.

Ye Yun muttered to himself in a somewhat distressed voice, "Look at it, this thin one is almost skinny." ”

said, with a soft sigh, "These days, it can be seen how much our Chen'er has suffered!"

Ye Xingchen wanted to reply, but when he felt the temperature on his cheeks, it was difficult to speak, and he involuntarily reached out to grab the thin palms that were attached to the sides of his cheeks.

As the saying goes: "The old son, the eldest grandson, the heart and soul of the old man." ”

This is not false at all.

Yes, Ye Xingchen grew up with his grandfather since he was a child, and there is a natural closeness between the two.

From the eyes of the two of them looking at each other, it is enough to make people feel infinite, "Kiss next generation, kiss and kiss." ”

In this world, blood affection is irreplaceable, and it is also the most sincere.

"Chen'er, do you know who knocked you off the cliff?"

Ye Yun suddenly asked.

"Yukino and Ouyang Kun. ”

"I guess so. A solemn look appeared on Ye Yun's face, and he said with some hindsight that he had thought that Ouyang Kun and others had done it at the beginning, but because there was no evidence, the matter had been delayed until now.

Ye Yun was not surprised by what Ouyang Kun and others did, with his nature of always reporting flaws, he ate so much deflated that day, and he was not in a hurry to find the field, then he would not be called Ouyang Kun!

After a moment of dark anger, Ye Yun looked up at Ye Xingchen, only to see that the latter's pitch-black pupils had a fierce shot out, and his eyes seemed to devour people's souls.

Ye Xingchen is like this, Ye Yun can understand it.

Just imagine, when a person who you have been looking forward to calling him father-in-law every day and night suddenly wants to put you to death, how will you feel? I'm afraid that as long as you are a person, you can't let go easily!

"Just leave this matter to grandpa. Ye Yun patted Ye Xingchen on the shoulder and said with a solemn face.

Ye Xingchen didn't make a sound, nor did he say anything, he just stood in place, his hands squeaked, and the scene of being humiliated by Ouyang Kun and others in Yejia Square that day kept coming to mind.

"Wait, everyone, the Ye family's waste boy is back. ”

Ye Xingchen said fiercely in his heart, then looked at his grandfather, and asked out loud, "Grandpa, where is Yunxi?"

As the tense atmosphere changed, Ye Yun smiled and pretended to say in a deep voice: "Oh, my precious granddaughter! These days, I don't know for whose stinky boy is worrying day and night, and I don't think about tea and dinner!" Speaking of this, he secretly glanced at Ye Xingchen, and then sighed and said, "Poor, pitiful!"

However, Ye Yun did this time, but he directly exchanged Ye Xingchen for a blank look.

Seeing this, Ye Yun was unhappy, his expression was correct, and he said loudly: "Eh, I said you stinky boy, do you have a little love, give you sunshine, you will be brilliant, right? Your grandfather and I will be seventy tomorrow, and when I get home, I will start rolling my eyes at me, and the old man will not eat you." ”

It's a pity that the arrogant Young Master of the Ye Family didn't eat his grandfather's set at all, so he threw down a sentence coldly, "Even if you want to tell me now, Young Master Ben doesn't bother to listen to you, I'll look for it myself." ”

After that, he didn't care about Ye Yun's existence, put his hands into the black hair on the back of his head, and walked out of the house with such a swagger...

Seeing this, Ye Yun was so angry that he stomped his feet, pointed at Ye Xingchen's back, and said with a little lack of energy: "You, you..."

However, Ye Xingchen's next words almost made Ye Yun vomit blood on the spot.

"Don't be angry, everyone is still waiting to worship you tomorrow!"

"Bang. ”

Ye Yun grabbed the teacup on the table next to him and smashed it towards Ye Xingchen.

However, it didn't hit Ye Xingchen, but smashed it on the door frame.

"Grandpa, rest early!" Ye Xingchen poked his head out of the door and grimaced at Ye Yun.

Seeing this, Ye Yun instantly couldn't cry or laugh, wanted to scold but couldn't scold, wanted to fight but was reluctant to fight, and finally could only sigh alone in his heart: "This stinky boy!

Ye Xingchen, who walked out of the study, did not go to find Ye Yunxi, but went straight back to his residence.

Because, in his opinion, since he has already returned, he is not in a hurry to surprise her again at his grandfather's birthday banquet tomorrow.

As the night deepened, the window was still dripping.

On the bed, Ye Xingchen put his hands in the black hair on the back of his head, staring thoughtfully at the ceiling.

Gradually, because of the rush for several days, he was exhausted, and he had already entered a kind of deep sleep...