After lunch, Yan Xiangnuan was idle, seeing that the people inside and outside the Xuanmen were busy, he wanted to take advantage of the time to go up the mountain to call home, yesterday Jin Weimo said that the little bamboo shoot had been crying, she didn't sleep well all night, this will be even more involuntarily miss the situation at home, don't make a phone call home, understand the situation of the little bamboo shoot, where can I rest assured.

Yan Xiangnuan walked along the Xuanmen, and when he walked at the gate of the Xuanmen, he met Huo Lingchen who was walking towards him, this Huo Lingchen was wearing a robe with a different style from his original, and he looked quite like that, and there were also several disciples of the Maoshan Sect beside him, and the costumes were also very similar.

"Xiang Nuan." Huo Lingchen saw Yan Xiangnuan and immediately walked over to Yan Xiangnuan's side to say hello.

Accustomed to the blur in front of him, every time he saw Yan Xiangnuan, that clear feeling once made Huo Lingchen nostalgic, and then after seeing Yan Xiangnuan, he never wanted to look away.

"Huo Lingchen, long time no see." Seeing Huo Lingchen, Yan Xiangnuan greeted him with a smile.

I already knew that the Maoshan faction would also come to participate in this experience, and I also knew that I would meet Huo Lingchen, and when I really saw it, Yan Xuannuan would not be surprised.

Huo Lingchen approached and looked at Yan Xiangnuan solemnly: "Yes! I haven't seen you for a long time, I heard that your child was born, is it a boy? "Before, Huo Lingchen could see that Yan Xiangnuan would give birth to a boy.

"Yes." Yan Xiangnuan smiled and smiled happily.

Huo Lingchen looked at Yan Xiangnuan like this, a little surprised, obviously he had let go, and he also hoped that Yan Xiangnuan could be happy, but he always felt a little regretful when he found that the person who gave her happiness was not himself.

"Little junior brother, you don't want to introduce you!?" Huo Lingchen looked at Yan Xiangnuan stupidly, the disciples of the Maoshan Sect beside him should all be Huo Lingchen's senior brothers, and immediately coaxed Huo Lingchen to introduce him.

The Maoshan faction is also a serious metaphysics, and there are many disciples in the sect, although it is not as good as the Xuanmen, but the Maoshan faction came to participate in this Xuanmen experience, and the candidates selected are also the elites of the Maoshan faction this time, so except for Huo Lingchen, the successor of the future Maoshan faction, almost all of the others are senior brothers who are more experienced than Huo Lingchen, and they are surprised when they see Yan Xiangnuan, a woman who is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it, and know that the other party is a person from the Xuanmen.

And because they all know that Huo Lingchen has opened his yin and yang eyes, so there is no distinction between people and ghosts five meters away, just now it was obviously quite far away, but Huo Lingchen noticed Yan Xiangnuan, and when he saw that the little junior brother who didn't care about anyone on weekdays, he would smile at a beautiful girl, and they were naturally curious.

"This is the closed disciple of the head of the Xuanmen, Yan Xiangnuan." Huo Lingchen helped introduce it.

"I see, hello, it's Lingyun from Maoshan down there." The man in the Taoist robe beside Huo Lingchen began to introduce himself.

Yan Xiangnuan also greeted them one by one, there were about a dozen people from the Maoshan faction who came to participate in the experience this time, and they all looked very energetic, so they knew that the Maoshan faction also attached great importance to this experience.

"Yan girl!" After a group of people here finished saying hello, the old man Huo over there came over with a smile, accompanied by his uncle Yang Qing, it seems that it should be the person who Uncle Yang Qing went to pick up at the gate of the mountain.

"Mr. Huo, I haven't seen you for a long time, but your old spirit is still so good." Yan Xiangnuan also smiled when he saw Mr. Huo, and stepped forward to be polite.

Mr. Huo may be because of his mentality, or because of his own Taoism, so he looks very energetic, don't look at his age, his grandson Huo Lingchen is also in his twenties, and his spirit is indeed much better than that of people of the same age.

"It's good, it's good." Mr. Huo smiled and nodded: "What, where are you going to go out?" ”

Mr. Huo knows how to observe words and feelings, so they walked in from the mountain gate, but Yan Xiangnuan walked out from the inside, and there was no doubt that he should go out.

"Well, I'm going out to call home, the signal here is not very good." Yan Xiangnuan told the truth.

"Then go quickly! I'm going to talk to your master about this experience. Mr. Huo waved his hand and let him go.

"Okay, Mr. Huo has been tired all the way, you go and rest first, and the juniors will come back later to disturb you." Yan Xiangnuan politely bowed his hand.

"Okay." Mr. Huo smiled and nodded.

Yan Xiangnuan walked away, and quickly went up the mountain along the mountain road last night, it would be daytime, the sun was shining outside, which made people very comfortable, Yan Xiangnuan did not delay time, and came to the top of the mountain without stopping along the way.

Knowing that Jin Weimo was working in the military region during the day, Yan Xiangnuan did not give Jin Weimo a video, but called Aunt Song, wanting to ask about the little bamboo shoot, afraid that she would not be there, today the little bamboo shoot cried heartbreakingly, yesterday the little bamboo shoot cried all day, and Yan Xiangnuan's heart was broken when he thought of it.

"Hey, Aunt Song, it's me Xiang Nuan." Yan Xiangnuan waited for the phone to be connected.

"Young grandma, it's really good." As soon as Aunt Song heard that it was Yan Xiangnuan calling, her whole body was in good spirits, and her voice was also full of happiness: "Young grandma, you don't know, yesterday you weren't there, the little young master cried all day, crying so red and thick neck, this will cry again, and I don't drink the milk powder, my wife and I can't coax it, or you can help coax." ”

Aunt Song was also in a hurry to go to the doctor, holding the phone and turning on the megaphone, Yan Xiangnuan immediately heard the cry of the little bamboo shoot, and the cry immediately broke Yan Xiangnuan's heart.

"Don't cry baby, mommy is here!" As soon as Yan Xiangnuan heard the cry of the little bamboo shoot, he saw that he had been crying for a long time, and his voice seemed to be a little hoarse, so he immediately opened his mouth to comfort him.

......The cry of the little bamboo shoot on the other end of the mobile phone immediately stopped, and it seemed that Yan Xiangnuan's voice was heard, and the little guy calmed down, which can be described as a second stop.

"The baby is so well-behaved, mom will come back soon, it's okay not to cry." Yan Xiangnuan was on the other end of the phone, softly comforting, and his voice was extremely gentle.

Although she knew that the little bamboo shoot would definitely not understand what she said, Yan Xiangnuan still said it as if the little bamboo shoot could understand it.

On the other end of the phone, Aunt Song and Mother Jin, who were crying with little bamboo shoots, were also shocked, and they both glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness in their eyes.

This is really personal, they all said it in their mouths, and the little bamboo shoots didn't give face, Yan Xiangnuan opened his mouth to comfort him, and immediately stopped, and because he was baptized by tears, the little guy opened his misty eyes, and his eyes were even brighter, and the hearts of the two of them melted.

Forget it, although this kid doesn't appreciate it and only recognizes his mother, but for Aunt Song and Mother Jin, it's good that the child doesn't cry!

Because Yan Xiangnuan called in time, soon, the little bamboo shoot fell asleep in Yan Xiangnuan's words of comfort, not to mention how well-behaved the little one was, and it didn't look like a little devil who cried all the time before.