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In a golden wilderness, surrounded on all sides by majestic mountains, at the foot of the mountains, the golden wheat fields exude the fragrance of fragrance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoA boy who seemed to be only five or six years old was running and playing in the dense wheat field.

The boy's red hair, like a flame, rippled in the wheat field, and his body was not high, and in the wheat field, even the golden rice was drowned. From a distance, his flaming red hair looked like a flame burning a wheat field.

In the middle of the wheat field, a seemingly small wooden house was built there, which became more conspicuous against the peaceful background of the wheat field.

When the warm wind blows, the golden rice and wheat will sway gently. Under the strong sunlight, the wheat field appeared even more dazzling.

The hut had a small courtyard, a toilet made of straw on one side of the courtyard, and a square wooden table on the other.

Inside the wooden house.

A middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman sit on a bed in a bedroom, and the two look at each other.

The middle-aged man's long blue hair was as clear as the sea. The middle-aged woman's long red hair was scattered behind her. The middle-aged man was wearing gray overalls, apparently having just finished his work. The wrinkles on his face reflect his age. The appearance of the middle-aged woman and her husband Feng Chenyang in front of her is completely different.

She was wearing a pink coat and black sweatpants on her legs, and there were no wrinkles on her face.

The two sat cross-legged, and the atmosphere was also a little tense. Feng Chenyang's brows were furrowed, and he looked at his wife in front of him suspiciously, his wife Xiaoyun's face seemed to be a little unpleasant, her eyes were melancholy, and she had been keeping her head down since the beginning, not daring to look directly at Feng Chenyang's questioning gaze.

The two had been silent for more than ten minutes, seeing his wife's poor state, Feng Chenyang's doubts turned into worry.

On weekdays, my wife is like a young girl every day, lively and mischievous, and she always has a smile on her face. But today's wife is obviously a little abnormal.

"Did something happen?" Feng Chenyang finally couldn't help it and asked.

Xiao Yun glanced up at her husband, and then lowered her head again.

"I ......" Seeing his wife's desire to speak and stop, Feng Chenyang became more worried.

"What the hell is going on?" Feng Chenyang asked.

Xiao Yun's fists clenched, gritted her teeth, and said, "He, he's coming." This sentence obviously trembled, and it seemed that Xiao Yun was more afraid of this sentence.

"Him?"

Feng Chenyang's face was a little puzzled at first, but in an instant, his complexion changed dramatically, and his puzzled face instantly turned into shock. His eyes widened, his whole body trembled a little, and his face was full of shock.

"He, is he going to take you?" Feng Chenyang's voice also became trembling, and he seemed to have a hard time asking this question.

Xiao Yun nodded heavily, her eyes moistened with hot tears, and her reluctance was almost written on her face.

"No, I can't let them take you, we're family too? I can't let him break us up. Feng Chenyang exclaimed emotionally.

Xiao Yun's two tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, looked up at her husband, and persuaded: "No, you can't fight with them, you can't beat them, what's more, we still have a son, if you fight hard with them, at most the two of us will die together, what about the son?" He is still young, do you want to let him watch his parents die in front of his eyes? ”

"I ......" Feng Chenyang eased his excitement, took a deep breath, and lowered his head, his wife was obviously more thoughtful than him.

Wiping away her tears, Xiao Yun said earnestly: "I have already talked to them yesterday in the form of flying pigeons, and they promised me that as long as I leave with them obediently, they will not hurt our son." ”

"But ......" Feng Chenyang wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to say.

"They're going to send someone to take me away this afternoon. I will explain to him about my son. After I leave, you are not allowed to talk about me to my son, he is still young, and when he grows up, I think he will forget about me. I don't want him to live in pain. As soon as his wife's words fell, two tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

Feng Chenyang didn't say anything more, and lowered his head silently. Once again, the room was filled with a chilling atmosphere. After saying these words, both of them also fell silent.

What to say? And what is there to say?

"Daddy, Mommy—" The silence between the two was broken as a childish cry rang out in the courtyard, and two tears from the husband's eyes slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"It's noon, I'm going to cook." He deliberately lowered his head, not wanting his wife to see him crying, and at the same time not wanting his son to see him crying.

Feng Chenyang strode to the kitchen, on weekdays, in addition to forging, cooking is a unique craft, but today looking at the kitchen full of vegetables in front of him, and looking at the stove in front of him, he became overwhelmed.

Son Feng Lingtian excitedly pushed open the door and ran into the bedroom. Xiao Yun quickly wiped away the tears on her face, showed a stiff smile, and faced her son.

Feng Lingtian was holding a purple butterfly in his hand, and when he saw his mother, he waved the butterfly in his hand excitedly, and shouted excitedly: "Mom, Mom, look, look, I caught a big butterfly." ”

"My son is awesome." Xiao Yun said stiffly, Feng Lingtian was only five years old, he obviously couldn't see anything about his mother's stiff smile, and when he heard his mother's praise for himself, a happy smile appeared on his face

"Son, come, sit next to my mother, my mother has something to tell you." Xiao Yun patted the empty space on the side and said.

The son played with the butterfly in his hand and sat beside his mother absentmindedly. What can a five-year-old see for him? Sitting next to my mother, she still had a beaming smile on her face.

Xiao Yun stroked her son's head and sobbed to stop her tears from falling. But her eyes were full of hope, and the stiff smile on her face turned into love in the face of her son.

"Son, mom is going out today. You and Dad are waiting for Mom at home, okay? Xiao Yun asked dotingly.

Feng Lingtian was still absentmindedly playing with the butterfly in his hand just now, but when he heard this, his lovely big purple eyes quickly looked up at his mother.

"Where is Mom going? I'm going too. "After all, it's a child, and when it comes to talking, it's always so carefree.