"Are you from the Yong family?" The old farmer looked at Yong Bowen suspiciously, "You kid, how can you curse your family to death, it's really not serious!" What do you have to do with Old Man Yong? Is it his distant relative? Did they move? After so many years, it's time to move, and the feng shui in this place is not very good. ”

Yong Bowen glanced at the cotton, saw that the old black cat nodded affirmatively, and said: "Old man Yong is my grandfather, and my father's name is Yongrong, also called Yonghuarong." "The Yong family tree ranks, Hanhua is erudite, but in the generation of Grace, because the name is offended by Hua and the sky, so Yong Hansheng is the master, remove the Chinese character in the middle, only two words remain, and then add the Chinese character again after a hundred years in the future.

"Are you the son of Brother Rong?" The old farmer looked at Yong Bowen, "That's even more wrong, even if it's a joke, you can't curse your family, do you understand this taboo?" How unlucky! ”

Hearing what the old farmer said, Yong Bowen was a little skeptical. A mage does not believe that casual speech can commit such a taboo, and an expert would never speak in such a tone. If this old farmer was really an old man from Taiping Dao back then, even if he had lived in seclusion in the countryside for many years, he would not be able to say the words of a layman. He couldn't help but glance at the cotton again, and only hated that the old black cat was fine and slippery but couldn't speak, otherwise he could ask who the old farmer was.

But since he said this, Yong Bowen couldn't help but answer, so he said: "Uncle, what I just said is indeed the truth, now the Yong family is left with me, and everyone else has passed away!" ”

The old farmer was really stunned at this time, and muttered in distraction: "How is this possible, Old Man Yong is a living fairy-like figure, why is it gone?" When I left, he smiled and said that when I came back, he would bring him local bacon and have a few drinks with me, why was it gone? What about the Yong family, how can you say that it is gone? ”

Yong Bowen saw that the old farmer was depressed and unstable, so he hurriedly let him into the house.

Although the furniture of this old mansion has not been taken care of for many years, it was all high-quality and good materials at the beginning, and it has not been broken.

Yong Bowen found a rag in the car and wiped the ashes, asked the old man to sit down and calm down, and took a bottle of mineral water from the car to him. ”

"My name is Wang Laoshu, and the old man Yong called me a bolt at the beginning, and said that my name was too rustic, and he wanted to change my name, but unfortunately I didn't wait for it to be changed, so I left." The old farmer took a sip of mineral water, "I was reluctant to leave at the beginning, but my father remembered the fallen leaves and the old house in his hometown, so he had to move back to Guanli." Alas, tell me, why is there no such good person as Old Man Yong? What kind of bloody case did you just say? ”

Yong Bowen nodded, and told the story of the bloody case that year. Yong Hansheng never told him in detail about this matter, and the content he knew was all obtained from the Ai family and his wife, which was basically hearsay, and many details could not be said.

After hearing this, Wang Laozhuan asked: "You are really fateful, it is not easy to escape this catastrophe, it is not easy." ”

Yong Bowen said: "At that time, my grandfather and Grandpa Songyan took me to an old friend's house, and they escaped this difficulty. Later, Grandpa Songyan and Grandpa passed away one after another, and I was sent to someone else's house for foster care. As for the fact that Yong Hansheng made a big fuss at the headquarters of the International Commission of Jurists in New York and entered the headquarters of the Grand League in order to retaliate, because he was not sure of the identity of this old peasant, he naturally skipped it and ignored it.

After hearing this, Wang Laozhuan sighed, patted his thigh and said: "Alas, the old man Yong has accumulated virtue and done good deeds all his life, that is a famous living immortal in ten miles and eight towns, even the big officials in the province came to him to see the disease, how can he end up with a broken family when he is old, this god is really a blind man who can't open his eyes!" Although the expression was a little sad, it was probably just the kind of sympathy expressed by an outsider who didn't do his own thing, which made Yong Bowen feel more and more that this old man would not be the doorman of Taiping Dao back then, otherwise it would be impossible to express such a thing as the head of the family's extinction, so he took the conversation away, no longer elaborated, and instead talked about some things in the new countryside back then. Most old people love to reminisce about the past, and this Wang Lao Bolt is no exception, as soon as he talks about those things in the village when he was young, he immediately talks endlessly. Yong Bowen had heard Yong Hansheng say some interesting things in the village before, and what he talked about with Wang Laozhuan at this time can also confirm one or two.

After chatting like this for more than 20 minutes, Wang Laozhuan got up and said goodbye. Yong Bowen had already been a little impatient when he heard it, and when he saw that Wang Laozhuan was finally leaving, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he pretended to keep a few words, and then sent Wang Laozhuan away.

Wang Lao went out and said goodbye to Yong Bowen, saying that he was going to the village to meet other old friends, so he walked slowly to the village with staggering steps.

Yong Bowen watched Wang Laozhuan go away, turned his head and asked Cotton, "Who is he?" ”

Cotton looked at Yong Bowen very seriously and called "meow" twice, jumped to the ground, jumped and somersaulted, and the rare person stood up, holding two front paws and making a chaotic gesture, and worked for more than two minutes, then stopped and looked at Yong Bowen hopefully.

Master Yongda touched his chin and thought for a long time, and said very seriously: "I don't understand what you mean!" ”

Poor cotton plopped to the ground.

"Okay, okay, I know you're working hard, but if I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out." Yong Bowen comfortingly hugged the cotton, "You said you are stupid enough, you have been with my grandfather for so many years, he meditates and practices every day, even if he doesn't teach you, you can learn a trick or two, if you practice well, it should be no problem to evolve into a demon, which one of you has this opportunity doesn't quickly practice into a goblin, and change your human form with your mouth?" You're good, you have such good conveniences, and you can't even say a word until now, you're such a stupid cat. ”

Cotton simply covered his ears, closed his eyes, and lay down in Yong Bowen's arms like a dead cat, not moving, no matter how he nagged, just deaf ears.

Yong Bowen had no choice but to pack up his things, drive out of the hospital, reclose the door, and drive away, he had a lot to do.

As soon as Yong Bowen drove away, a person slowly appeared in front of the gate like a ghost, it was Wang Laoshuan.

is still the old look, but he swept away the aura of the ordinary old farmer, and when he stood there, he stopped at Yuezhi, and his cloudy old eyes were shining, and he turned over his master's bearing, how could he still be a little old. He stretched out in the air and grabbed the tail of the wind that the car brought up when it left, put it to the end of his nose and sniffed it gently, then turned around and did not bend down, rubbed the ground and jumped up the old high, easily climbed over the courtyard wall nearly two meters high, and moved lightly, how can there be a little old?