Chapter 175: The Wasted Man of the Past. (below)

The gate of the Mu family is still the same as three years ago, Mu Chen looked up at the big Mu character on the golden plaque, his heart warmed, and he couldn't help it, Mu Chen stepped into the gate of the Mu family.

"Who are you?" several guards immediately blocked Mu Chen's way and asked with an indifferent expression.

Mu Chen was stunned, and then he didn't know how to answer, so he turned his head helplessly to look at Mu Bingling, who was smiling on the side, Mu Bingling pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "Uncle Doorman, don't you even remember me?"

A few guards looked at Mu Bingling, first froze for a moment, and then said with a respectful look in their eyes, "Miss Bingling!" Then they looked at Mu Chen and asked, "Who is this?"

Mu Bingling smiled slightly, and said seriously, "This is my friend, who came to the house as a guest." ”

The guard was stunned, then glanced at Mu Chen vigilantly, and then said, "Since you are Miss Bingling's friend, then let you in." ”

Saying that, he waved his hand to the guards behind him, signaling that people could pass, Mu Chen smiled helplessly, and walked in quickly, the surrounding environment was still the same as three years, there was no change, Mu Chen left in the summer three years ago, and he returned in the summer three years later, everything was like a mirror. Looking at the familiar scene around him, Mu Chen's hands trembled uncontrollably because of excitement.

Mu Bingling felt Mu Chen's mood swings, gently took Mu Chen's hand and said, "There is no change in the family, where are you going to go first." ”

With a deep exhalation, Mu Chen's emotions instantly calmed down, "Go home first." ”

"I knew you would say that. ”

...

The yard is still the same, the memory is very clear, walking on the road to Bifeng Garden, in a trance, Mu Chen has a feeling that he just walked yesterday, the weak young man stood on this road and looked up at the sky, asking where his vitality was.

At the door of Bifeng Garden, the grass is very neatly trimmed, and the fragrance of the grass that is emitted from time to time is refreshing, smelling the fragrance of the surrounding grass, Mu Chen fell into memories, Mu Bingling stood behind Mu Chen and did not disturb him, she knew that in the past three years, he had too many thoughts. As if he had made some decision, Mu Chen stepped forward quickly, and pushed open the door of Bifeng Yuan with a single force.

"Squeak..."

The moment the door was opened, the scene in the courtyard clearly appeared in front of me, the same as in the dream, except that by the bamboo forest in the courtyard, an unkempt man sat at the stone table, he was neatly dressed, but the slender hair was scattered on both sides, and the beard had covered half of his face. There was nothing on the table but wine, and the man was now holding the jug and pouring it into his mouth, muttering something as he poured it, as if he didn't feel the courtyard door being opened.

The moment he saw the man, Mu Chen's heart twitched violently, his nose was sore, and tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, "Dad..."

With a soft call, the man who was pouring wine into his mouth suddenly paused, then shook his head with a dull gaze, and muttered, "It's an illusion again, Chen'er... It's been three years, it's been three years! Where are you..."The man poured down the wine that had been paused in front of him, and a crystal tear slipped down the man's cheek, and the wine that appeared at the corner of his mouth...

This man is none other than Mu Chen's father who has not seen him for three years, Mu Feng, the thoughts and worries day and night have made Mu Feng gradually become decadent, the resolute and tenacious third master of the Mu family in the past has fallen to this look, looking at his father like this, Mu Chen's body trembled involuntarily.

Feeling his somewhat dry throat, Mu Chen knelt down not far from the stone table with a "bang", and the ground sank down in unison because he couldn't withstand the impact of Mu Chen's knees, and the sound appeared very suddenly, but it was extremely dull, "Dad!

"Bang!"

This time Mu Feng was finally moved, turned his head and saw Mu Chen kneeling on the side, and in a daze, the wine jug in his hand quietly slipped from his hand, fell heavily to the ground, and splashed debris on the ground.

In his cloudy sight, a young man in white was kneeling in front of him with tears in his eyes, although the boy's hair color was blue, although the boy's height was much taller than him, although the boy's face looked so unfamiliar, Mu Feng still recognized his child at a glance, that was the most precious child in his Mu Feng's life.

"Tatsu... Chen'er...?" The voice was extremely hoarse, as if someone who hadn't spoken for several years suddenly spoke...

(I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, the six-month-old child is sick, vomiting and coughing, and now I just came back from the hospital, and I have to go again soon, the parents are the worst when the child is sick, please forgive the reader greatly, Suifeng, I can only update so much today, please everyone, Haihan, Suifeng may take two days to recover six thousand updates, sorry.) ）