The return of King Xiao Yang caused a shock in Huojia Village.

The villagers were as if they had seen an incredible legend, and there was a hint of admiration in their incomprehensible expressions.

"How can such a young child be able to escape from the hands of human traffickers?"

"Not only escaped, but also sent the traffickers to the police?"

"If this thing is left on an adult, it may not be possible!"

"If my children run out like this, they will only be like mud cattle crossing the sea, and there will be no news, how can they run home by themselves?"

Xiao Yang Wang slowly grew up to the age of eighteen in the amazement of the villagers.

"My surname is Yang, and my single name is a king."

Huo family.

A young man with clear eyebrows and a handsome face reiterated his name to Huo Shuai again.

"Xiaoshuai, for the sake of you being a master, I won't scold you." Huo Xiong, who had wrinkles on his face and a handful of white hair on his temples, said to this young man who was taller than him, "Whether you are called King Yang or Huo Shuai, you will always be my son." ”

"Don't worry, Dad, Mom, I just want to reiterate my name, and I won't disown this kind of flesh-and-blood relationship that is thicker than water." King Yang looked at Huo Xiong, and then at Ye Huihui, who was also middle-aged, and said, "I am now an adult, and in addition to preparing for the exam, I also have to go out to practice." The company took me in, and I'm going to work. ”

"Go, go, don't work too hard at work, don't just think about making money." Ye Huihui said, "If there is more money and less money, it is good to have enough." Having a healthy body is more important than any other possessions. ”

"What money do you make?" Huo Xiong looked at Ye Huihui and said, "This is not a company, it is a national meteorological research department, if you want to make money, you have to earn it, just to be idle." ”

"I'm going, bye-bye." King Yang pulled a suitcase and walked out of the house.

This time I left home, no longer when I was five years old.

When Yang Wang was five years old, he fled "illegally" without the approval of his parents. And this time, it was Yang Wang who left home as an adult and went out to work justifiably.

When passing through Zhaojia Village, Xiao Yang Wang got off the bus and went to Uncle Zhao's house with his suitcase.

Pushing away Uncle Zhao's house, it was full of dust.

Uncle Zhao's appearance has been hung on the wall.

When Zhao Fangfang was abducted by traffickers, King Yang still clearly remembered the promise he had made to Uncle Zhao that he would definitely find Zhao Fangfang back.

However, thirteen years have passed in the blink of an eye, and King Yang has not fulfilled this promise so far.

"Uncle Zhao, rest in peace." King Yang bowed to Uncle Zhao's photo, "At that time, I was young, but now that I have grown up, I have the ability to go to Sister Xiaofang." ”

Thinking about this Uncle Zhao, it's really miserable.

Although he was a powerful and murderous Shangguan Yingbao in his last life, he was really fed up with karma in his life. The fate of this life is very bumpy, and when he reaches old age, even the only granddaughter who can comfort him has been abducted by human traffickers. When he was dying, he couldn't even see this granddaughter.

Shaking his head, King Yang sighed and walked out of the dusty and clay house.

Pull up your suitcase and wait for the bus at the bus stop in Baihua Town.

The bus to the city is extremely difficult to wait, and it is estimated that there is only one trip in an hour.

"Xiaobao, let's go back to my parents' house!" A young woman, riding a bicycle, came along the road.

King Yang heard the voice and looked up.

At this time, the young woman happened to pass by this bus stop on her bicycle and looked up to see the way.

King Yang looked over, she looked over, the two faced each other, and at this moment, they passed by.

"Nangong Xinyi?" King Yang exclaimed in surprise and suddenly remembered, "You...... Are you Ye Xiaoxian? ”

When he was three years old, Xiao Yang Wang skipped a grade and jumped from the fourth grade to the sixth grade of Liancun Primary School. At that time, the class that jumped to was Class Six (3), and the head teacher arranged for Xiao Yang Wang and Ye Xiaoxian to share the table.

"You are ——?" The young woman braked the bicycle, put down a pair of long legs from the car, propped herself on the road, reversed a circle of wheels, returned to the bus stop, looked at Yang Wu with surprised eyes, and pointed at Yang Wang with her left hand, and then pointed at herself, "Do you know me?" ”

It's still very similar.

At that time, she skipped to class six (3), and thirteen-year-old Ye Xiaoxian had already begun to develop, and her appearance and temperament at that time had already revealed that she had come from her previous life.

Now, fifteen years have passed, Ye Xiaoxian, who was still a girl back then, has become a woman and a mother in a blink of an eye, but in addition to maturity, she still does not lose the quiet temperament of Nangong Xinyi.

At this moment, this tablemate of the year saw a strange young man call out her name, but she had no impression of this young man at all, let alone his name.

She was surprised and shocked.

"You forgot? I-" King Yang pointed to himself, "Little King Yang, oh, no, it's Huo Shuai." ”

"Huo Shuai?" Ye Xiaoxian still had a blank expression.

At this time, it was the morning sun, and the light shone down obliquely from the east and shone on Ye Xiaoxian's face.

Her complexion was as white as jade, and her face was plump, full of the charm unique to a young woman.

At this moment, King Yang felt a little strange again.

In his previous life, King Yang only saw Nangong Xinyi in the boudoir. At that time, she was quiet and elegant. And in this life, the appearance in front of me is a woman, compared with the previous life, there is already more charm of a young woman and the maternal aura of a mother. This is the stage of Nangong Xinyi's life that King Yang has never seen.

"You really can't remember?" Looking at Ye Xiaoxian, who was at a loss, Yang Wang prompted, "Class six (3), in the first half of the semester, a three-year-old kid jumped from the fourth grade to the sixth grade. The head teacher also arranged for us to share a table. ”

With such a hint, Ye Xiaoxian's dazed expression changed.

This can't be blamed for her being too forgetful, after all, she and Yang Wang are elementary school classmates. Fifteen years later, it is impossible for anyone to recognize each other at once. What's more, Xiao Yang Wang was only three years old at the time, but now he is an eighteen-year-old young man, and his appearance has changed too much.

"Ah, you are...... You are ......" Ye Xiaoxian thought about it, "Motor, as soon as you jump into our class, you will be bullied by the motor ......"

"Yes, yes, that's it!" King Yang confirmed.

"Oh my God, you're exactly two people!" Ye Xiaoxian was extremely surprised, and looked up and down, and carefully looked at Yang Wanglai.

The way she looked at King Yang made King Yang feel the urge to cry. Because the way she looked at King Yang was so unfamiliar. You must know that King Yang had a very close time with her in his previous life. But now, although she said that she remembered it, what she remembered was only the appearance of King Yang when he was a child in this life, not King Yang in his previous life......