"I still have acupuncture tonight, I have to go with you. Don't worry, I'm at the entrance of the village, or you can arrange a place for me! We'll come back in the evening to find a place to rest. ”

Su Liuxing has a reason to continue to follow, acupuncture and moxibustion treatment is the most important thing.

"By the way, you still have acupuncture! Okay, let's go!"

The convoy parted ways, Li Qingya and his party stayed, and Su Liuxing left a car and five bodyguards to find a better hotel in the town.

Leng Yi didn't care how they arranged it, took five cars, followed the county road, and rushed all the way back to his village, Honglian Village!

Sure enough, in half an hour, we arrived at our destination.

What Leng Yi didn't expect was that a cement road was built to reach his doorstep.

The front half of the large courtyard of thousands of square meters is a vegetable field, in which all kinds of vegetables are grown, and the rows are the sweat of my father.

The old earthen house in the back is the old house where he has lived for more than 20 years.

Not far away, a slightly higher red brick house, it should be the big house that his father built for him.

Qinglong and Jade Rakshasa didn't believe it when they first walked into the gate, this was Leng Yi's hometown.

In their imagination, Leng Yi, who has endless power, countless slaves, and many skills, should be born in a big family.

I never expected that the yard was quite big, but the surrounding people were so big.

The house is a mud house!

Just such a family, raising a dragon?

Unthinkable, don't dare to imagine!

Not only did the two of them have such strange thoughts, but even Su Liuxing and the others who followed behind them also had such thoughts.

As a miracle doctor who was not born in Huaguo, he was born in this courtyard?

The two houses combined, not as big as one villa in Su Liuxing!

Even her many bodyguards and personal secretaries around her have better conditions at home than this.

Noble son of a poor family!

Wrong!

Their family is not even a poor family, pure farmers!

But there were Leng Yi, miracle doctors, calligraphers, god-level painters, architects, tea masters, pianists, violinists, and so on!

All kinds of titles, in a short period of time, were all placed on his head.

How was he nurtured at home?

Even, they all wondered if Leng Yi had gone to the wrong place, this was just a game he deliberately set up in order to hide people's eyes?

However, with the sound of coughing, a pair of middle-aged people who came out of the earthen house saw Leng Yi's expression, which was definitely the expression of seeing his own son.

"Son, are you back, are you tired along the way?"

Mother Cui Fengxia, the first thing she said when she saw her son was to ask for warmth.

She wears a floral shirt, black trousers, and plain white cloth shoes.

There are traces of time on his face, but he is still fair, his facial features are exquisite, and if he is ten years younger, he may kill the Jade Rakshasa in seconds.

Next to such a charming woman is a middle-aged man with gray hair and a face full of ravines.

He was wearing gray half-sleeves, washed and white, and black pants with some mud dots.

A pair of yellow rubber shoes with black holes on them, probably burned.

When two people stand together in this way, others think they are father and daughter, but they will not think they are husband and wife.

The gap is just too big.

Leng Yi saw the white hair on his father's head, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly took the gift brought by Lu Yufei from the car and handed it to Qinglong.

He took out his backpack again, took out four boxes of pastries, two bottles of XO, and two boxes of cigars from the mission space, and walked towards the two of them together.

When he came to him, his face was full of excitement, and he shouted loudly:

"Mom, Dad, I'm back!

After handing the things to the Jade Rakshasa, he opened his arms and hugged his parents in his arms, tears sliding down.

I can't help but think of the past unscrupulous.

For Zhang Qian, who is not a bullshit, stayed outside for three summer vacations.

Every time I go home, I come home empty-handed.

I don't know what to say!

Even if you don't want money, your son is not your own, and it is unfilial!

Tears can't be controlled.

The Jade Rakshasa turned his head, thinking that he was still an orphan, and he didn't even know who his parents were, so where could he enjoy the embrace of his parents.

Qinglong thought of his mother, and was worried about him fighting all day long, so he was afraid to go home.

Since following Leng Yi as a driver, even if he doesn't go home, when his mother calls, he has a down-to-earth smile.

Parents want their children to be safe and stable, but how can they hope to die.

"Son, what are you crying about, aren't you home? Are they your friends, let the family see the jokes! Hurry up, sit in the house, what are you going to do with your things!"

The mother, Cui Fengxia, beckoned her son and Qinglong to the room and let them into the room.

Qinglong suddenly remembered that in the trunk, there were still things bought by the two of them, and hurriedly walked over and walked over with a large bag and a small bag.

The family walked in, and as for Su Liuxing and his party sitting in the RV, they did not get out of the car, but went to a secluded place a little farther away and lay down in the carriage to rest.

The rest of the waiting was spent here.

Either way, at least there's a place.

"You children, come here, bring something! Quick, sit down!"

Cui Fengxia said quickly with a shocked smile on her face.

"That, mistress, we are Childe's driver and personal assistant, not guests, you don't have to greet us!"

The Jade Rakshasa didn't dare to go too far, and even more so didn't dare to let Cui Fengxia be polite to her, put things on the ground, and said quickly.

Qinglong also put the things in his hand on the table and motioned for Leng Feng to sit down.

The whole room is only fifty square meters, and the floor is a brick floor, which has become very smooth after years of grinding.

The windows are the oldest wood and glass, the paint on them has peeled off, and the sashes are a little swollen and cannot be closed tightly.

The table is the oldest-fashioned round table made of solid wood, but it is still shiny.

Next to the wall, two solid wood boxes, also very old, there is a cabinet next to it, inside the glass above, there are family photos, Leng Yi from childhood to adulthood.

In short, everything is very ancient, as if it has gone back from modern society to twenty years ago in an instant.

These things, even in rural areas, are no longer visible to many families.

But in Leng Yi's house, it is still light and clean.

Old is old, but everything is clean, the enamel cup has a layer of paint off it, and there is no tea stain.

All of this shows that the owner loves cleanliness and is not a lazy person.

It's just that since I saw them, Leng Yi's father, Leng Feng Maniac has not said a word, and has been keeping a straight face, as if he looks down on them.

But, the eyes are soft, and there is no superfluous complexion.

Qinglong is observing, and Jade Rakshasa is also observing, the first time he has seen such an environment, he is unthinkably poor.

Leng Yi grew up in this bad environment?

It's incredible!

At this moment, Cui Fengxia's voice came:

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