Zhao Wuwei rarely goes out on weekdays, and he cultivates with the old man Qingfeng every day. Under the guidance of the old man, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has recently reached the eighth order of the refining realm, and it will not be long before he reaches the ninth order of the refining realm. This made Zhao Wuwei extremely excited, he never thought that he would be able to cultivate to this point.

When he got up in the morning, he wanted to go around the house, after all, he hadn't been out for a long time. As soon as he left the house, he saw a little beggar, lying not far from his gate. Flame City has prospered a lot recently, although not every family is rich, but at least they can eat, how can there be such a small child living on the streets?

"Child, why are you sleeping here?" the old man stepped forward and shook the boy awake who was still asleep.

The young man opened his sleepy eyes and looked at Zhao Wuwei. His eyes were clear and innocent, which made Zhao Wuwei like him very much at first sight.

The boy was only ten years old at most, and although there was some dirt on his face that covered his face, he could vaguely distinguish that it was a face with clear eyebrows.

The boy was neither frightened nor afraid, but there was a look of vigilance in his eyes.

"Child, are you hungry?" asked the old man with concern.

The boy still didn't speak, he just nodded. Because he was not far from the gate of the mansion, Zhao Wuwei asked the family to quickly bring a few big meat buns. The young man took the big meat bun and devoured it, looking like he hadn't eaten for a day or two. The five big meat buns were eaten by him after a while.

"Child, you eat slowly, there are many at home. Zhao Wuwei said distressedly. The boy didn't speak, just nodded.

"Where do you live?" Zhao Wuwei hurriedly asked.

"I don't have a home. Young Nuno said.

"You're not from Flame City?" the old man heard from the child's accent.

"Well, I don't know where I'm from, I've been wandering all along. ”

"What about your parents?"

"I don't know. ”

"Do you have anyone else in your family, like grandpa, grandma, uncle, uncle. ”

"I don't know. The boy shook his head anyway, as if he didn't know anything.

"And how old you are this year, do you remember?"

"I remember when my parents left me, I was six years old. I've been out there for five winters, and that's all I remember. The boy said slowly.

"Why did your parents leave you?" Looking at this child, Zhao Wuwei thought of Zhao Fei, his eyes moistened.

"I didn't know, they disappeared all of a sudden. When I was very young, my parents mentioned a place name to me, Fire City. I've always remembered the name. There was a faint sadness in the boy's eyes, which was very inconsistent with his age.

His clothes were in tatters, and although the winter in Flame City was not so cold, it was still shivering from the cold for a young man who was not clothed.

Zhao Wuwei was a kind old man, and when he saw the young man like this, his sympathy began to flood again, and tears had already flowed.

"Child, go, come with me to my house, and I'll change your cotton clothes. The old man did not dislike the child's dirty hands, so he took him by the hand and took him into the house. It may be that the child felt the kindness of the old man, he did not struggle, and followed the old man into the Zhao Mansion.

"Quick, prepare hot water for him to bathe, and then prepare a clean cotton clothes for him first. The old man quickly commanded.

The subordinates quickly went to prepare, and when they were ready, they took the boy to take a bath.

Two hours later, the boy re-entered the living room, and when the old man saw the new young man, he always felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Do you have a name, child?" asked the old man with a smile.

"Yes, my name is Zhao Wen. ”

"Haha, my surname is Zhao, and we were a family five hundred years ago. The old man laughed, there is such a coincidence in the world.

"What are you doing in Flame City?"

"I only remember the name of the place, and I wanted to come to my father and my mother. At the mention of his parents, a rare smile appeared on the teenager's face.

"Okay, as long as your parents are in Flame City, I will turn over Flame City and help you fulfill your wish. ”

"Do you know the names of your parents, do you have a specific address?" the old man asked again.

"I don't know. The boy shook his head again.

The old man was a little helpless, where to find it so aimlessly?

"Don't worry, I'll find a way to find it for you, can you live in my house for the time being?" Zhao Wuwei said kindly.

"Thank you, Grandpa. You're a good person. The boy smiled, his eyes full of trust.

The old man and the boy chatted casually for a while, and he arranged a place for the boy to live and prepared two sets of clothes for him.

The winter sun brings warmth, and the boy, perhaps bored, sits under the eaves and basks in the sun, fiddling with a small copper lock in his hand.

This is something that I have been hanging around my neck since I remember, and I have been sleeping in the open for several years, but I have never thrown it away. This is the only thing that parents leave to themselves, if you can't find your parents, this is your own thoughts, this is your own sustenance.

Zhao Wuwei walked around outside and returned to the courtyard. He watched Zhao Wen basking in the sun, and a smile appeared on his face. This young man is very cute, and he has fallen in love with Zhao Wen deeply.

Suddenly, he saw the copper lock in Zhao Wen's hand, and his eyes suddenly widened. This copper lock is familiar to me, and I must have seen it.

He walked quickly to the young man, staring at the copper lock in his hand. Zhao Wen watched the old man suddenly appear in front of him, and he looked at the copper lock in his hand intently, he was a little surprised.

"Grandpa, it's the only thing my parents left me and I wear it all the time. Zhao Wennian said.

The old man didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard Zhao Wen speak, he kept staring at the copper lock in Zhao Wen's hand.

"Are there two words under your brass lock?" asked the old man in a trembling voice.

"Yes, grandpa, you haven't seen it, how do you know?"

"Are those two words the Zhao family?" the old man was even more excited.

"I can't read, but I looked for someone to see it, and they told me that these two words are the Zhao family. Zhao Wen's eyes became even more strange.

"Kid, can you show me the copper lock?" At this time, Zhao Wuwei was already in tears.

With his trembling hands, he took the copper lock handed by the young man, and the moment he took the copper lock in his hand, he collapsed.

"Ah, heavens, is this fate?" the old man roared loudly, and when he was done, he couldn't help but cry out loud.

Zhao Wen looked at the old man in pain, with a look of fear in his eyes, he didn't know what was going on, and he actually made the old man cry bitterly. He was confused, and he was confused.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Don't you cry, okay?" tugging at the corner of the old man's clothes, Zhao Wen kept persuading.

The old man bent down, hugged Zhao Wen, and hugged him tightly: "My poor grandson, you make me feel distressed." The old man let out a cry of pain, his cry alarmed the old man Qingfeng, and he walked out of the room quickly, he did not know what was happening.

Zhao Zhenduo didn't go out today, he was talking to his wife in the room, and his father's crying also alarmed him. Not knowing what was happening, he and his wife hurried to their father's courtyard.

He was amazed to see his father holding a teenager in pain.

"Father, what are you doing?" he asked, staring at the dazed young man again. When did there become such a teenager in the family, why didn't I know? Why did this young man's face be so familiar, and he seemed to be familiar with it.

"San'er, look at this thing. The old man stopped crying and stood up, and he handed the copper lock to Zhao Zhenduo.

Zhao Zhenduo took it and looked at it, and said in a lost voice: "Father, this is the copper lock that the second brother has been wearing since he was a child, how did it appear in your hand?" Zhao Zhenduo was shocked.

"Yes, it's your second brother's thing. It was something that Zhao Wen wore on his body, he said that it was a gift from his father, and he had been wearing it on his body for more than ten years. After the old man finished speaking, he pulled the young man in front of Zhao Zhenduo: "Look at this face, are you familiar with it? Is he exactly the same as Zhao Fei when he was young?"

Zhao Zhenduo took a closer look and couldn't help but nodded: "Yes, father." He is exactly the same as Xiaofei when he was a child, do you mean that he is the son of the second brother?" Zhao Zhenduo became excited.

"He is the son of your second brother, and his name is Zhao Wen. Zhao Wuwei was very excited. From their conversation, Old Man Qingfeng understood what was going on, and a smile appeared on his face.

Zhao Zhenduo pulled Zhao Wen in front of him, he burst into tears, and looked at Zhao Wen carefully: "Child, you have suffered." ”

Zhao Wen was still a little dazed, he didn't understand what was going on.

"Son, do you remember what your parents looked like?"

"Grandpa, the appearance of my parents, I have imprinted it in my mind, I can remember. Zhao Wen nodded seriously.

Zhao Zhenwu immediately ran back into the room and took out two yellowed pieces of paper with portraits of a man and a woman. The old man handed the portrait to Zhao Wen and asked, "Child, do you know these two?"

"This is my parents. Zhao Wen glanced at it and immediately replied affirmatively.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Zhao Zhenduo asked nervously again.

"I don't remember anything all these years, but I'll never forget what my parents looked like. They hurt me so much, but I don't know why they abandoned me. Zhao Wen said firmly.

"Father, he is really the son of the second brother, he is the son of the second brother. Zhao Zhenduo was like crazy, crying and laughing for a while.

The young man finally understood what was going on, and the old man took out the portraits of his parents, how could he have the portraits of his parents? That means that his parents were born here, and this is his parents' home.

"Child, I'm your grandfather, my own grandfather. This is your third uncle, this is your home, do you understand?" the old man said excitedly.

"I understand grandpa, third uncle. Zhao Wen also nodded excitedly.

"Zhenqian is still alive, and my son is still alive. The old man looked up to the sky and roared, this is the thing that makes him the happiest.

"Father, the second brother is still alive, he must have experienced something. Zhao Zhenduo said excitedly with tears in his eyes.

"Quick, inform your eldest brother and your fifth brother, hurry back from Qinghuang Town quickly, you must hurry!" Zhao Wuwei said eagerly.