"Hey!" Wen cried and laughed, his body trembled slightly, tears from the corners of his eyes ran down his cheeks, and his loving gaze fell on his son, who was jumping around for a long time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mother, here's the thing......" Yang Yichen made up a more reasonable story, he met a master by chance and was cured of a dark illness for many years.

Because he was worried that these people in the family would make trouble after knowing the truth of the matter, they pretended to be weak and sick on the surface to paralyze the enemy: "Mother, I am in good health, you don't have to worry about it in the future!"

"Mother is not worried, mother is happy, happy!" Wen shed tears vigorously, as if he wanted to cry away from so many years of grievances and fears.

Unconsciously, the cat-like son in my memory has grown up, much taller than her, and the young man's broad shoulders are already a strong support.

After a long while, Wen came back to his senses from joy: "Chen'er, what should I do in the future?

"Mother, you don't have to think much about this, you still treat me as I am, as for those women, you can do whatever you want, and the rest is me!"

The others have me......

One sentence made Wen's tears condense again, many years ago, the man said the same thing, but then one by one women came in, and his heart gradually faded......

Wen's heart gradually cooled, and she couldn't go back to the original, but fortunately, she had a son, and they were the closest people to each other.

"Okay, mother, listen to you! By the way, how about the county exam?"

"I promise to bring you a show before I come back, and you have to take care of your body more!"

"I know, I know, as long as you are good, my mother is good!" Wen's son is full of everything, and he is happy to see everything.

As for Yang Yichen's constant worry that she couldn't stand too much stimulation, it didn't happen, on the contrary, Wen's face was even more ruddy, her appetite was great, and she ate two more bowls than before.

After the meal, Yang Yichen said: "Mother, tomorrow I will go back to the countryside, you can go live with me for a while!"

"Chen'er, I'm ......"

"Mother, you don't need to look at the house, why do you watch them worry all day long? It should be that we can't run away at all, and my son still wants to be more filial to you!"

"Okay, mother will go with you!"

From Yang Yichen's return to the present, Wen's eyes have not taken his eyes off his face for an afternoon, for fear that everything in front of him is just a fantasy and an illusory bubble.

But it was all true, it was happening in front of her eyes, and the pain of being pinched in her thigh reminded her of that fact at all times.

Early the next morning, Wen packed his belongings and instructed the kitchen to prepare the meal.

After simply using the porridge and side dishes, the mother and son got into the carriage, and the gurgling sound sounded from Yang's mansion and gradually disappeared.

When Yang Bingshan, who was immersed in the gentle township, woke up and saw the empty main courtyard, he realized that his son came back yesterday, and then left with his wife this morning!

"Hehe......" The cold room in front of him made him feel deeply lonely and lonely.

In stark contrast, on the road leading to Shilipu, a low-key and unpretentious, wood-colored carriage drove slowly.

The woman in the car chattered excitedly, this was the most talked about in many years: "Chen'er, it looks good here, the place my mother chose is really right!"

"Chen'er, do you have any friends here, invite them to come over and play!"

"Chen'er, is my mother going to visit the village chief with you first and thank him for taking care of him!"

"Chen'er ......"

Yang Yichen was smiling from beginning to end, the autumn wind blew the curtain, the yellow, orange and orange rolling mountains in the distance came into view, the dry shrubs swayed in the wind, and the sound of cheering accompanied by the cries of birds converged into a unique symphony.

The mother's caring words in his ear, the gentle enchantment, like a feather, gently caressed the bottom of his heart, itchy, warm, and throbbing, making him immersed in it and unable to extricate himself.

In the distance, adobe houses with thatched roofs come into view, and the houses built by the Yang family stand out from the crowd, standing not far from the village.

This is the second time Wen has come, and the first time is to help Yang Yichen choose a good place to build a house to nourish his body.

As for other times, she has to help her son protect the family business at home and not be snatched away by others.

If it weren't for her son's recovery this time, and his ability to protect himself and take the lifeblood of the family into his hands, she would not have left with confidence.

There was no one for more than half a month, the leaves were all over the ground, and a thick layer of dust fell in the room.

Anan quickly unloaded the salute on the car, picked up the broom to clean up the fallen leaves in the yard, and the two maids brought by the Wen family did not need to be instructed, and consciously sprinkled and swept.

"Mother, let them clean up, let's go out and have a look!"

"Hey, okay, my mother hasn't seen this place properly, let's go!"

Since yesterday, the smile on Wen's face has not been broken, and everything in his eyes is beautiful.

Coming out of the courtyard, a middle-aged man dressed in a dark blue coarse cloth coat, gray loose linen pants, carrying a hoe, with a dusty face and dirt spots on his pants, walked up.

Seeing the two people walking out of the courtyard of the Yang family, he suddenly stopped, and the young man in white knew that the woman beside him ......

With a smooth forehead, big eyes, a high nose bridge and ruddy lips, a red wide-sleeved embroidered dress, and lotus embroidered shoes, she is as beautiful as flowing water when talking and laughing.

A gentle smile and a demure temperament, in an instant, compared everyone in the village to their feet.

The man was stunned for a moment, until a light cough came......

"Ahhh

Wen's face was hot at the man's bold gaze, but he didn't say anything, because there was no other meaning in the man's gaze, just simple shock!

"Yes, Uncle Sanyou, what are you going to do?"

It turned out that the man was none other than Zhang Sanyou, who was in a hurry.

If he hadn't understood Zhang Sanyou's personality, at that moment just now, with his gaffe, Yang Yichen would not have let him feel better.

Fortunately, it was a familiar person, of course, Zhang Sanyou, who was embarrassed and difficult to attach, didn't know that the danger had come and gone just now.

"Oh! Qingxi asked me to go home and get something! We will need it in a while, and I forgot to bring it when we went out, this is ......"

"This is my mother! Mother, this is the third uncle in the village, who usually takes care of me!"

"Oh! Chen'er is causing you trouble!"

"No, how can there be, Young Master Yang has helped me with it!"

At this time, there was only respect left in Zhang Sanyou's eyes.

"Oh, I won't tell you, I'm in a hurry over there, I have to go back and get it quickly, you take your time!" The man slapped his head suddenly, almost forgetting the big thing!

One after another, I met a few villagers, and after a while, everyone knew that Yang Yichen's mother, Mrs. Yang, was here, and the news of the unexpected arrival of the visitor soon spread all over Shilipu.