Chapter 503: This Matter Is Still

"Tong'er, why do you insist on leaving?" Wearing a hairpin, it also has a pattern similar to purple flowers, a wide-sleeved long skirt sets off his graceful figure, and the eyebrows show his elegance, which not only has the beauty of the oriental classics, but also carries a bit of fairy high * and sacredness.

"I thought that if you disguised yourself as a man and wandered the rivers and lakes, you would not be delayed by men, but now you still have your mind and are deeply involved in it."

"Mother, it is my hobby to dress up as a man, and in the rivers and lakes, I also met the person I am now, and in that special place, there is someone I have been missing, that is the kind of feeling that as long as you close your eyes, your head is full of him." Two big watery eyes looked pitifully at the woman in front of them, and at the same time, their eyes stretched out, with a little helplessness, their hair looked a little messy, and there was a purple sword on the ground that was thrown on the ground at random.

The old man who took Sun Yuantong back to the Water Curtain Cave before had to stand aside at this moment, shaking his head and sighing, for their family affairs, as an outsider, he was also powerless.

"If someone forcibly separates you from your father and makes you separate, how does it feel to kiss you, don't you want him, and he doesn't want you?" Sun Yuantong shouted at the woman in front of him with a roar, and at the same time made the woman feel uplifted.

"Tong'er, this is the first time you have grown so old to speak loudly to your mother...... "In an instant, his face grew a little old, as if the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of mortal dust were experienced at once, and tears were like morning dewdrops, constantly rolling in his eyes.

"I ......" Yuantong heard her mother say this, and she also lowered her head in shame, and knew that she was not doing it right, her two index fingers buckled back and forth there, and her eyes stayed under her mother's skirt, not that there was anything beautiful, but that she didn't dare to look up at her mother now.

"Miss, quickly apologize to your mother, you just went too far at your mother, quickly, just apologize." When the old man heard the quarrel between the two, he also came here to play a round game, otherwise he would not let the relationship between their mother and daughter be estranged because of this.

"I'm sorry, mother...... The child was wrong. Half a sound before he spoke, and at the same time raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at the old man gratefully, otherwise he might really make a big mistake.

"Alas, forget it, the child has grown up, and he is more than 500 years old, and he should know the two truths of impermanence and sinister things, and I, who is a mother, can't control her now." The whole body followed the deflated balloon and sat directly on the bench of the pavilion.

A few red-crowned cranes caught a few fish in the pond, stretched their necks and swallowed them, drank two more sips of water, and only then flew into the air when they were full of water and food, and chirped just above this pavilion.

Sun Yuantong's thoughts were like the red-crowned crane flying in the air, wanting to fly away from the water curtain cave, but the woman in front of him was reluctant to let herself go.

"Mother, the child didn't mean it, you just forgive the child." Since the effect of the apology is not very good, then it is soft and hard, and I don't believe that I can't take my mother.

The woman still drooped her head, her eyes were a little confused, she didn't know what she was thinking about, what she was remembering, and her whole body exuded sentimentality, as if all kinds of mixed tastes were rolling back and forth in her belly at the moment.

Sun Yuantong saw that his mother refused to look up at him, he was a little panicked, raised his mother's hand, and did not touch his mother's hand for a long time, and found that the temperature was still so warm, and he could feel his mother's strong maternal love from the bottom of his heart.

Bringing his immature cheek closer to his mother's palm again, pushing his mother's palm back and forth on his cheek, since words can't influence his mother, he has to prove his sincerity with action.

Sure enough, the woman's eyes once again made enough strength to look at the little girl next to her, and her innocent smile was very similar to the one in her memory, it was her daughter.

"Okay, mother, don't be sad, my daughter knows it's wrong." pouted, shook his head, and at the same time shook his mother's hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth warmed up a little in the mother's heart.

Smiled and touched her head, ran his fingers through the hair on the top of her head, and stroked it for her, "You know, when I was your age, your father liked to touch my head and brush my hair by the way." ”

When Sun Yuantong heard that his mother took the initiative to tell the story of her and her father's youth, he was just as interested as a child listening to a bedtime story, and he got up all of a sudden, and he half-squatted down, leaned his head on his mother's knees, and shook it like a flower, looking very curious.

"Your father and I also met when I was wandering the rivers and lakes, and at that time, that sword happened to become our matchmaker." The purple sword, as if hearing its master's call, stood up from the ground and flew beside the two fairies, rubbing the woman's shoulder with the hilt of her sword, like a child.

"Wow, I didn't expect my mother to be because of this sword!" Yuantong stood up excitedly, but immediately returned to its original position, and it was most comfortable to lie in his mother's arms.

"Oh? So, you met that person because of this sword? The woman was a little interested, and her brows twitched slightly.

"Hmm...... Almost, I almost made him stupid with this sword, and strange to say, he seemed to have some kind of protective shield on his body, and every time this sword tried to stab him, it was like stabbing some extremely hard shield, not only could it not be pierced, but it was bounced out....." Sun Yuantong recalled that he had a little braid in white, a boy who walked the rivers and lakes, but since he met Chen Le, he directly returned to his original form, and he hadn't pretended to be a man for a long time.

"How can time be so strange? Is there anything he can't stab? The woman frowned, and her gaze turned to the sword, which was still suspended in the air.

I saw that this sword really nodded, but it nodded, not really its own head, but a very spiritual sword The tip of its own sword bent and moved up and down, and I don't know what material this sword is made of, not only the toughness is extraordinary, but even this elasticity is not comparable to ordinary materials.

"It seems that this matter is really still there!"