Just took over the Tang Gate, silently busy, he was busy and couldn't go out for several months in the Tang Gate, and he couldn't be idle on the annual day of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.

Ximen Blowing Snow instructed the servants to set up the banquet in Wanmei Villa, and he sat there alone waiting for his father's return, but the twilight was deep, and there was never a silent return, Ximen Blowing Snow was a little lost at first, and every year before that, no matter how busy his father was, he would come back to accompany him for the New Year and have dinner. The more time passed, the more abnormal he felt, his heart was a little flustered, could it be that something happened to his father? My father hasn't been back for months, and there is only one letter from nowhere every month, what happened to my father? Thinking about it, Ximen Fuxue couldn't help but doze off, and after a while, the servant came to see his young master dozing off at the dinner table and immediately woke him up, before the owner had told them to take good care of the young master.

Ximen Fuxue rubbed his eyes, sighed in his heart that he didn't expect to fall asleep, and the servant said: "If the young owner of the village is tired and goes back to the room to rest, presumably the owner of the village does not want to see the young owner like this." ”

Ximen Fuxue nodded and returned to his room, washed up, got into bed, and lay on the bed tossing and turning, worried about his father's safety.

Wuyin was dealing with affairs in the door master's study, and soon it was dawn, Tianzong was holding a tray, and there were dumplings on the tray, and the tray was sent to Wuyin's face, Tianzong said: "Second uncle, you are still dealing with affairs during the New Year and don't know how to rest, and I don't know what you like to eat, second uncle, so I have prepared a lot of kinds." ”

"You've got a heart." Silent and warm in my heart.

He picked up the rice balls and ate them with a spoon, the rice balls were very chewy, and the sesame filling inside was sweet and delicious: "Not bad." ”

After hearing the second uncle's praise, Tianzong laughed happily.

Wuyin couldn't help but smile when he saw Tianzong like this, but soon he thought of the West Gate Blowing Snow of Wanmei Villa, he would accompany the baby every New Year, but this year he missed the appointment, I don't know if the baby will blame him, it seems that he has to take a time to go back, otherwise if the baby thinks something is wrong with him, it will be troublesome.

But now I can't go back for a while, so let's write a letter and send it back.

After Tianzong left, Wuyin immediately took out the system of the carrier pigeon and wrote a letter and stuffed it into a small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg, and then covered the lid and released it, the system carrier pigeon has an advantage, that is, it will only send things to the person you want to send, and will not be seen and intercepted by others, and the speed is very fast.

An hour later, Ximen Fuxue received a fat snow-white pigeon, he saw the bamboo tube tied to the carrier pigeon and immediately opened the lid and took out the letter inside, the letter read: "Dear baby, your father has been very busy traveling recently, so he couldn't come back, but I know that the baby must miss me, so I will be back in a few days, remember to dress and eat well." ”

Ximen Fuxue shook his head helplessly, his father sometimes gave people the feeling that he was a child who had not grown up. He took out the previous letter and looked at it and suddenly found the difference, the paper and ink of the first and second letters were different from the later ones, the paper and ink of the first and second letters were the most famous in Jiangnan, and his father had brought him to use, while the paper and ink in the back were something he had never seen.

He sensed that his father was hiding something from him, so he decided to find out where his father was now based on the paper and ink of the letter.

When Wuyin left Wanmei Villa before, he had already instructed everyone that Wanmei Villa's Qiē Ximen Blowing Snow could be used, which brought endless convenience to Ximen Blowing Snow, and he handed over the letter paper to the connoisseur, and the connoisseur knew at a glance that this was the unique paper and ink in Shuzhong.

After learning that his father was in Shuzhong, Ximen Fuxue circled the range of Shuzhong and began to investigate.

Wuyin was humming a little tune while dealing with affairs in the Tang Gate, when suddenly someone came in and told him that someone was investigating the Tang Gate.

Wuyin was curious, who had the courage to investigate Tang Sect, he touched his chin and took a sip of tea and asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Wanmei Villa."

Wuyin almost didn't squirt out the tea when he heard it,, Wanmei Villa, now the only one who has the ability to use the information of Wanmei Villa is Ximen Blowing Snow, his son is investigating Tangmen, could it be that he fell off the horse, it's not right, if he fell off the horse, his son is estimated to have come directly to Tangmen, no, his son is going to find out his identity, and he can't go back quickly.

"You go down, don't let people find out the news of the Tang Sect, but don't have a conflict."

"Yes."

Since Wuyin was helping Uncle Regulate his body, Uncle's health has improved a lot, and Uncle doesn't have to manage the affairs of the Tang Sect now, it's very relaxed, and people are much happier.

The uncle was watching those little radish heads practice martial arts, and at this time Wuyin came over, and the uncle saw it and immediately went over to talk to Wuyin: "Wuyin, what's the matter?" ”

"Uncle, I need to go back to Wanmei Villa, you can handle the affairs of the Tang Sect for the time being."

When the uncle heard this, he cried in his heart, silent nephew, don't go! You've handled it so well, I'm free now, I don't know how comfortable it is, I don't want to deal with it at all. But he understands that Wuyin has a son in Wanmei Villa, and he is a very powerful son, a rising star in the rivers and lakes, and he has picked many sword masters in one go.

"Okay."

Wuyin didn't expect the uncle to agree at once, he had specially prepared N kinds of rhetoric before, and there was no use for it now, but it's okay, you can go back without saying more.

"Then I'll leave immediately, Uncle Tangmen will hand it over to you." The speed of silence is very fast, and he runs to clean up his things with a whoosh.

Uncle wants to cry without tears, he should think about how to deal with those affairs.

After Wuyin packed up his things, he went out and rode his horse and galloped, the sooner he hurried back, the better, he still knew the ability of Wanmei Villa, and he would be tragic if he accidentally dropped his vest.

He didn't want Ximen Fuxue to know his current identity, in his opinion, Ximen Wuyin and Tang Wuyin were different, Ximen Wuyin was a healer, a literati, and Tang Wuyin was a person hiding in the dark, an assassin. Er Smash has always disliked the kind of person who sneaks up behind the back, if he is smashed by Er Smash knows that he is now the head of the Tang Sect, he feels that the sword of Er Smash is going to swing at him, although he will not be killed directly like treating others, but the cliff will beat him, really, he can definitely do it.

Ximen Fuxue's investigation was hindered, but he knew that his father's recent anomaly was definitely related to Tangmen.

Hurried overnight, Wuyin quickly rushed to Wanmei Villa, before arriving in Saibei, he had changed into Wanhua's clothes, switched Wanhua's mind, said that he had worn a few months of strong clothes, and now he felt a little awkward wearing a wide-sleeved robe.

When I arrived at Wanmei Villa, the servants were almost crying after seeing the owner, the owner, you are finally back, did you make it, you did not accompany the young owner for the New Year this year, the young owner has been low pressure recently, and the air conditioner has been released.

"The owner of the village is young, and the owner of the village is practicing swords in the garden."

"Hmm." Silent immediately rushed to the garden.

Looking over from a distance, he saw the familiar white shadow practicing the sword flexibly, and the sword qi was retracted and released freely, making more progress than when he left.

"Baby."

After hearing his father's voice, Ximen Blowing Snow immediately stopped, and he lowered his face and asked, "Dad, what have you been doing lately?" ”

Wuyin said the words he had prepared before: "Baby, QAQ, I'm sorry for you, I met a person from the Tang Sect before, and I encountered some trouble, and then the Tang Sect changed the owner, and I learned that the name of the new door master was similar to me, so I secretly went to see it, and then I went to Miao Jiang to play." ”

"Editor, you continue to make up, Ximen Fuxue knows his father too well, and every time he lies to him, his eyes wander, and he will never look into his eyes.

But now that Ximen Chuixue sees that Wuyin is alive and safe, he doesn't want to ask anything, after all, everyone has everyone's secrets, since his father doesn't want to tell him, he must have his reasons, and he shouldn't ask more, he just needs to know that his father has always loved him, and his father is living well and happy.

Wuyin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, hey, I believe it, that's good, then it's back.

"Baby, Daddy will cook something for you tonight." Silent ran to the kitchen with a smile on his face.

"Ximen Chuixue hopes that his father will not make strange food, although his father's cooking skills are very guaranteed, but he heard that the food in Shuzhong is very strange, and he feels bad.

The cook in the kitchen looked at his master and was happily cooking again, why did you grab the rice bowl with yourself as soon as you came back, and what are you doing with so many chili peppers, he felt that his stomach was contracting.

Looking at the table full of meals, there were red chili peppers in the meals, Ximen Chuixue's usual face was about to collapse, his intuition was really right, his father had been in Shu for so long and really learned those meals, he really didn't want to use chopsticks.

Silent happily urged Simon to blow the snow: "Son, these meals are delicious, come and taste them." ”

Ximen Fuxue finally stretched out his chopsticks to those meals, and after tasting a bite, his face was flushed, and he immediately drank the tea in the cup, but it was still very spicy, so he immediately ran out to rinse his mouth, drank some water, and finally got better.

Wuyin saw Ximen Blowing Snow so much that he tasted the food, isn't it very spicy, and the reaction of the child smash is too big, alas, but the child smash doesn't like it and is not reluctant, I thought that the child smash would be the same as himself, and he can eat spicy and like spicy food.

After Ximen Fuxue came back, he saw that Wuyin was eating the food on the table one bite at a time, he didn't feel anything, his stomach immediately swelled again, his father went to Shuzhong, and the taste became so terrible, he must refuse his father to cook in the future.

"Alas, since the baby doesn't like it, I'll cook you some noodles later." Wuyin really wanted to cook other delicious food, but the kitchen meals were almost used by himself, so it was better to cook noodles, uh-huh, even if it was noodles, his son liked to eat them as much.

You forgot your son's reaction just now.

The noodles were cooked quickly, Wuyin specially beat a poached egg, and scalded a few green vegetables, Ximen Fuxue was almost moved to cry when he saw this normal noodle, he would rather eat this noodle than eat the meal just now.