When Yang Jian came to the room where Wuyin lived according to the guidance of the Howling Sky Dog, he hid in the corner and watched.

When Wuyin came back, he was surprised to find that his home had been cleaned, and when he was about to put things down, Junbao jumped forward and hugged Wuyin's neck. Silent smiled and hugged Junbao up, reached out and pinched Junbao's tender face: "Junbao, you can't pounce like this next time, Daddy's waist can't bear it." ”

"Daddy, you see if Junbao is very powerful!" Jun Bao pointed to the various places that had been cleaned.

Silent pursed his lips and pretended to sniff: "No wonder you smell of sweat all over your body." ”

Junbao retorted: "Daddy, Junbao doesn't stink, I've taken a bath." ”

Seeing that his son didn't look like this, Wuyin put Junbao down, and took off his coat while laughing: "Yes, Junbao is fragrant, Daddy's body is not clean, so he won't touch you." ”

"Daddy, go take a shower." Junbao pushed Wuyin as he spoke, and Wuyin smiled helplessly.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw that the hot water and clothes were ready, and I took a comfortable shower without refusing without a sound.

The mist was thick, and he couldn't help but doze off, and in his sleep he seemed to see the scene of the children playing, and he was holding a beautiful woman in his arms and watching the children play happily. Even if the man wasn't like him, he knew it was him.

Gradually, he felt a little out of breath, and suddenly woke up, only to see that the water had already overflowed his nose.

"Ahem." He immediately got up and coughed up the water.

He narrowed his eyes and thought back to the dream just now, the dream became blurry, and he shook his head: "It's better to wash it quickly, this water is cold." ”

After wiping himself with a water towel, he got up and changed into a comfortable coat at random.

One of the advantages of bald head is that you don't have to wait for your hair to dry, and there will be no water droplets on your head when you wipe it with a hand towel. When he walked out, he saw Xiaoqing and Junbao sorting out the herbs, leaning on the door and laughing silently.

Yang Jian's eyes darkened, and he called out and left. His father had a child again, and he was still the same pampering and caring, but it no longer belonged to him. His father is still so good at teaching children, and the child called Junbao is really cute.

The Roaring Sky Dog bit the corner of Yang Jian's clothes and screamed, Yang Jian sighed: "Roaring Sky Dog, go back." ”

Halfway through, Yang Jian let the Howling Sky Dog go back on his own, and he turned around and came to Wuyin again.

Once there, he changed into what he had been when he was a child, pacing the doorway, looking inside. Junbao was the first to discover Yang Jian's traces, and he blinked at the little boy in black: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Yang Jian shook his head, Junbao walked over and continued to ask, "Are you unable to find your way?" ”

"Hmm."

Junbao took Yang Jian's hand: "Then you come to my house first, my father is fine, and he will definitely help you find your way back." ”

Wuyin shouted in the room, "Junbao, who are you talking to?" ”

"Daddy, there's a little brother who can't find his way back."

"Oh, then you can bring him in first."

Junbao smiled and shook Yang Jian's hand: "Your hands are so cold, I'll pour you a cup of hot water when you enter the house." ”

Yang Jian lowered his head slightly: "Okay." ”

The interior of the house is very warm, and has a bookish atmosphere, Yang Jian looked everywhere, there are many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, the words on it are strong and powerful, rigid and soft, and the painting contains the aura of heaven and earth.

"Little brother, this is what my father painted." Junbao pulled him over and looked at him carefully, "This is what Daddy painted looking at the scenery of West Lake, and this is written by Daddy looking at Xiaoqing." ”

Xiaoqing? It's the little green snake with spirituality.

Yang Jian's gaze was glued to the calligraphy and painting, and he felt as if he was in the middle of the landscape.

Wuyin brought up the boiled soup: "Come and drink the soup." ”

Junbao pulled Yang Jian into the seat, and the dishes and chopsticks on the seat had been placed, neatly and neatly, and even Yang Jian's share was prepared.

Wuyin sat down and looked at the child, and gently stroked Yang Jian's head: "Child, you go with the soup first, and then your uncle will help you find your way back." ”

Yang Jian nodded, and he drank the soup with Junbao. The soup was delicious and smooth in his mouth, and it didn't take long for him to finish a bowl.

"Thank you, uncle, for your hospitality."

"It's okay, are you still hungry? Uncle just steamed some steamed buns. As soon as I saw the cute little child, I couldn't help but want to talk more.

Yang Jian touched his stomach and asked, "Is it okay?" ”

"Yes, of course." Silent smiled and got up, went to the kitchen and took the buns.

As soon as the fragrant and soft bun was bitten open, a stream of hot air gushed out, and he said silently: "It's still very hot after steaming, eat it slowly." ”

"Whew, whew." Yang Jian blew a few breaths and ate slowly, he was a little reluctant to eat, thousands of years passed, and he finally ate the food cooked by his father again.

After a few bites, he ate more slowly, and Wuyin looked at his heart with a sense of apprehension: "What, don't you like it?" ”

"I'm afraid it'll be gone when I'm done." Yang Jian said as he clutched the bun tightly.

Wuyin smiled comfortably: "What a stupid child, eat it, don't be polite to your uncle." ”

Yang Jian continued to eat, his heart was mixed, it should have been a very happy thing, but he couldn't help but want to cry.

But he can't cry, and even if he does, he must not cry here again, and he can't let his father see him cry.

After eating to his heart's content, he put down the dishes and chopsticks and thanked Wuyin, "Uncle, thank you." ”

"Don't be so polite, by the way, my name is Wuyin, this is my child Junbao, what's your name?"

Yang Jian thought for a moment: "My name is Yang Qing." "If you say his real name, it must not be, his Dao name is Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun, and calling Yang Qing is not a deception.

To his father, he really wanted to tell the truth, but he couldn't.

"Yang Qing, good name, do you remember where your home is?" Silence paused, and then continued to ask.

"My home is near the Erlang Temple at the mouth of the Guanjiang River."

Silent calculated, this is quite far away: "How did you get here?" ”

"I got lost with my parents." Yang Jian said like a child.

"I see, it's too late today, I'll send you back tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

With one more child living here, Wuyin went to make the bed so that Yang Jian could live comfortably for one night. Seeing that his father was busy just for him, he felt very uncomfortable. It's because of him that my father can't rest yet.

He just wanted to say that he wanted to help, Junbao took him to read and write, needless to say, Yang Jian's literary brilliance has lived for thousands of years, and these are not difficult for him. But now he is disguised as a child, but he can't show his stuff, and he deliberately writes very immaturely when he writes.

Junbao praised: "Little brother, you are so amazing. ”

Yang Jian touched his head: "No." ”

The sky was hanging with stars, the stars were shining, and the children were silently packed up and sent the children to bed.

Junbao and Yang Jian fell asleep, but neither of them fell asleep. Silent Voice, who had planned to do something more on his own, reluctantly lay down with them, and told them stories with one hand in one hand, and did not stop until they all fell asleep.

He yawned and fell asleep, telling stories to children is a waster than writing articles.

Everyone's breathing was long, Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping silence, he slightly hooked the corners of his mouth and then closed his eyes again.

Yang Jian's spirit went out of his body and immediately returned to the Erlang Temple at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, woke up the roaring dog, and asked him to do a favor tomorrow and take him away in the form of a middle-aged man.

Of course, the roaring dog is obedient, but it is very strange that the master is making trouble.

The next day, after eating a silent breakfast, Yang Jian reluctantly left here. Wuyin rode a horse to escort Yang Jian and sent him to this Erlang Temple, and as soon as he arrived, a thin middle-aged man ran over.

Yang Jian walked over and shouted, "Dad." ”

Howling Dog: ......

The play still has to be performed, and the master called him dad He is the master's father, and he thanked Wuyin: "Thank you for sending my son back, thank you." ”

Silent nodded: "Please be careful next time, you're welcome." ”

"Thank you, thank you." The Roaring Sky Dog took out the Ganoderma lucidum and the old mountain ginseng that the owner had prepared in advance, and handed them to Wuyin as a thank you gift, "Master, please accept it." ”

Wuyin is a little strange, how can this thing be carried with him. The Howling Sky Dog received the words passed to him by his master and said: "This is what I bought yesterday, and I have been looking for Qing'er and has not removed it from my body, and now I give it to the master as a thank you gift." ”

Silent clasped his hands together in thanks: "In that case, I will be disrespectful." ”

How can anyone else give a gift and still don't accept it, if people can give it out so generously, they definitely don't care about this, and they will receive it.

After a few more words, he hurried back without a sound.

Yang Jian glanced at the Roaring Heavenly Dog, and the two walked into the Erlang Temple together, turning into a light and returning to his courtyard where no one was around.

"Master, how am I doing?" The Roaring Sky Dog looked up at Yang Jian with a look of begging for praise.

Yang Jian smiled and nodded: "You did a good job." ”

It is already a very happy thing to be able to live with my father for a day and spend a day with him, and he is really satisfied.

But he is not satisfied, if he can, he really wants to be happy together as a family. It used to be a simple wish, but now it's a luxury. What ordinary people can easily achieve is an unattainable wish in his heart. 166 Reading Network