After returning from class in Xuanlu, Liu Qin followed Jiang Li into the Moxiang Courtyard, thinking that Fang Nuo was waiting for her in the courtyard, so he happily pounced on her, telling her how much money she had collected at these times, and how prosperous her business was.

But today is very strange, the courtyard is quiet, and there is not even a human figure.

Could it be that Fang Nuo hasn't returned yet?

I poured a glass of water into the main house, but before I could drink a sip, Chang'an came in.

"Hey, what about Arnold, you didn't go to the shop with Arnold, why did you go back first?"

"The third young master has returned early, and he should be in the room."

Chang'an pointed to the East Chamber, Fang Nuo's house.

"What's going on, I don't say hello when I come back, I fall asleep in the room without a sound, nothing will happen."

Chang'an hesitated for a moment and said: "There are a group of guests from the north in the shop today, the third young master went up to say a few words, and sat down to drink two glasses of wine, they spoke in dialect, I didn't understand, on the way back, the third young master was in a very bad mood, I asked him he didn't say, I don't know if it is related to those guests." ”

A guest from the north?

I remember that Fang Nuo once said that his home is north of the Han River, could it be the township party in his hometown?

Liu Qin and Jiang Li glanced at each other, Jiang Li nodded at her, "Sister sit down, I'll ask." ”

When he entered Fang Nuo's room, he saw Fang Nuo lying on his back on the bed, staring blankly at the bed tent above his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and he didn't even know that someone had walked in.

"Arnold."

This shout made his soul come to his senses, sat up suddenly, looked at the person who came and stammered and asked, "Brother, are you...... What are you doing here? ”

"Arnold, you have something on your mind."

Jiang Li sat beside him and stared straight at him.

Fang Nuo lowered his head, unconsciously pulled the towel quilt on the bed with his hand, and when he lifted it again, he was already resolute, "Brother, I want to go home." ”

"Home?"

"Hmm. Huijing County. ”

"Is there any news of your father?"

Fang Nuo shook his head, disappointment and hope flashed alternately, "I want to go back and see, maybe my dad is waiting for me at home......"

The more you talk, the quieter it gets. He also knew that hope was so small, but he still couldn't help but ask for it.

Jiang Li patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, if you want to go back, go back, if your father is at home." Bring your father with you, if your father is ...... You also have to remember to come back. ”

"Yes, Arnold, no matter what, this is also your home, and we will wait for you."

I don't know when, Liu Qin also walked in and said.

Fang Nuo's lips moved, he suddenly wanted to cry, but he still forcibly endured it. I bowed my head and said "um" softly.

Fang Nuo wanted to go back to his hometown, and Liu Qin was very uneasy.

This is not in the previous life, taking a plane and train, a matter of a few hours, from Wucheng to Jing County, almost more than 3,000 miles, the road has to spend a month, if you meet bad people, kidnappers, robbery. What to do?

Thinking that Fang Nuo had wandered all the way to Wucheng like this, if he hadn't met him, maybe he would still be wandering around, he felt very distressed in his heart. Such a young child, just when he should be coquettish in front of his father and mother, he is looking for the only relative who does not know his life or death.

But Fang Nuo wants to go back, she can't do it and can't stop it, this is Fang Nuo's obsession.

The only thing she could do was help him pack his bags. Send someone to protect him so that he can return safely.

Chang'an volunteered to follow along, Liu Qin thought about it, and sent Changsheng too, Changsheng is clever, Chang'an is steady, and with two people to accompany him, he is much more relieved.

Besides, the three of them have followed Master Mu to practice martial arts for a year, and their foundations are very good, as long as they don't meet the masters of the rivers and lakes, it is still no problem to deal with a few ruffians and hooligans.

Three days later, a carriage quietly left the side gate of Liufu and headed for the south gate.

Passing through Kunzhou, passing through Fengcheng, crossing the Han River, eating and sleeping all the way, and finally arrived in Jing County at the end of the month.

The three of them were all dusty and dusty, so they didn't care about freshening up, and went directly to Fang Nuo's house.

Fang Nuo's home is in a small alley in the northwest of Jing County, the alley is very narrow, and the carriage can't get in.

The nostalgia is even more timid.

Because Xu was getting closer and closer to home, Fang Nuo felt that his heart seemed to be uncontrollable, beating faster and faster, and when he put his hands on the two dilapidated courtyard doors, his heart had jumped to his throat, and he almost jumped out.

I was dizzy for a while, and my hands were shaking, and I didn't even have the strength to push the door.

"Young Master."

Changsheng and Chang'an helped him.

Fang Nuo smiled reluctantly, regained a trace of strength, and with a squeak of his hand, the door squeaked.

In the yard, nothing has changed.

The jujube tree with a crooked neck was struck by lightning when he was a child, and it was still half scorched black and half vigorous, and there was a hoe, a cleaver, and a few pieces of firewood in the corner of the wall under the tree, exactly the same as when he left home, only those few pieces of firewood, perhaps because of the wind and rain, some of which had rotted.

There is a vegetable field next to it, and a few Chinese cabbages are lying on the ground, bringing a breath of life to the yard.

Someone at home?

Fang Nuo's eyes lit up, and the ecstasy in his chest almost made him breathless, and he couldn't care about steady, so he pulled his legs and ran into the house.

"Daddy."

Pushing the door open vigorously, I heard the sound, and a person in the room slowly turned around.

Fang Nuo was so excited that he almost fell to the ground.

The room was dark, and he couldn't see the appearance of the people in the house clearly for a while, and Fang Nuo didn't bother to look at it closely, so he pounced directly, just like throwing himself into his father's arms when he was a child.

"Daddy, you're finally back, Nuo'er thinks you're thinking so hard."

"Noel?"

Fang Nuo's figure came to an abrupt halt.

This voice is clearly not Daddy's deep voice.

The voice was clearly a female voice as low as an old woman.

The light from outside finally shone in, shining on the place where the voice came from, Fang Nuo saw clearly that in front of him was a mother-in-law in her sixties, with goosebumps, cloudy eyes, squinting and looking at him vigorously.

"Granny Hu......"

Fang Nuo recognized that the person in front of him was Granny Hu, who lived next door.

After this change, I was caught off guard, and a huge disappointment came to my heart.

How surprised he was just now, how disappointed he was now, maybe even worse, the ups and downs in his heart, coupled with the fatigue all the way, made Fang Nuo unable to support it for a while, and he fell to the ground, but he still asked eagerly: "Granny Hu, is my father at home?" ”

Granny Hu shook her head, but her face was full of joy, "Are you Nuo'er?" I didn't expect it to be you, where have you been in the past two years, have you found your father......"

Before he could speak, the face of the child in front of him changed, his eyes closed, he fell backwards, and fainted on the ground.

"Young Master."

Changsheng Chang'an rushed in, picked up Fang Nuo and put him on the bed, took the water from the one who took the water, and looked for Lang Zhong to find Lang Zhong, who was busy for a while.

It wasn't until two days later that Fang Nuo woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Changsheng sat on the edge of the bed with blood-red eyes, looked at him with concern, and Chang An walked in with a bowl of medicinal soup.

"The young master is awake? That's great. ”

A few tears quietly slid across his face, blown by the cold wind brought in by Chang'an, rolled down on the pillow, and slipped into the pond of the hand-embroidered lotus leaf field.

The turquoise lotus leaves and pink lotus flowers have long since been eroded by time and have lost their original color. (To be continued.) )