Volume 1 Snowy Boy Chapter 34 Arrival

Five, four, three...... As the footsteps approached, the outline of Lingjiazhuang gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes. It's still that familiar village, it's still that group of familiar figures. Ling Yu clenched her fists, her eyes slightly moist. Because he saw that at the front of the crowd, a middle-aged woman was looking forward to the return of the four, the anxiety on her face and the waiting in her eyes were clearly visible.

"Mother, I'm back!" Ling Yu shouted tremblingly and ran towards the woman.

"Yu'er!" The middle-aged woman saw Ling Yu's figure, and tears welled up in her eyes. The sound of "Niang" made her body tremble slightly, and the tears in her eyes were like unstoppable spring rain, surging out, crossing her cheeks and wetting the clothes on her body.

"Yu'er, you've grown up, you've grown dark, you've lost weight......" Mo Wanjun held Ling Yu's hand tightly with one hand, and gently stroked Ling Yu's resolute face like a knife with the other, and said in a trembling voice.

"I'm sorry, mother, the child is not filial, I have worried you in the past five years. Ling Yu grabbed the warm hand on her cheek, her voice choking.

And the sentence of sorry made Mo Wanjun cry silently. The mother of the child is worried, Ling Yu will be gone for five years, and I wonder which mother in the world can withstand such torture.

"Okay, let's go home and talk about it later, this cold and snowy place is not a place to talk. Ling Feng looked at his daughter-in-law and persuaded her.

"Dad, uncle, your second elder has worked hard. Mo Wanjun wiped the tears on her face and bowed to Di Xun and the others.

"It's all your own family, so don't be polite, this is what our two old men should do. Di Xun hurriedly stopped.

"What are you boys doing here? It's like a meeting. Seeing that Mo Wanjun's mood had calmed down a bit, Ling Feng turned his head and smiled at the hunters who had gathered.

"Village chief, I heard that you and Uncle Di took Xiao Yu out to hunt, but this trip is five years, and we are worried about it. ”

"Yes, Uncle Ling, you said that you walked quietly, but we miss it tightly. ”

"Old man, you are the backbone of our man's heart, you are gone, we are not steady"

“......”

Ling Feng listened to the simple words of the hunters and looked at their sincere eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. He watched these men grow up, from the time they were born, they grew up, and they became good hunters. Everyone here was brought out by Ling Feng one by one. To put it mildly, Ling Feng is equivalent to half of their father, and now seeing them in charge and respecting himself so much, the old man has an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Ling Feng said to the outside world that he had taken Ling Yu out hunting, but he didn't tell them that he was a cultivator. Looking at their trusting and caring eyes now, he was moved.

"Okay, today I'm going to be the east, I'm going to drink, don't get drunk and don't return, no one is allowed to leave if you don't get drunk!" Ling Feng shouted to everyone with his throat pulled.

"Just waiting for your words!"

"Hurry up and pack your things and go to the village chief's house for a drink. ”

"I have to get the old man drunk today!"

Everyone, you say a word, I say a word, and walk towards Ling Feng's house in a majestic manner. This is the nature of the people at the bottom, simple, kind, and simple, they seem to go to "rub rice", but in fact they want to chat with the two old men. Because in their hearts, Ling Feng is the patron saint of Lingjiazhuang, kind, bold, and warm-hearted.

Ling Yu and Ling Tianhao accompanied Mo Wanjun on the left and right, walking last. As Ling Yu walked, she whispered about her experiences and encounters over the years. But he always picks those easy things to say, and as for anything dangerous, he never mentions it. And this kind of character of reporting good news and not bad news seems to be a habit that every wanderer who goes out will unconsciously develop.

As soon as everyone arrived at the door of Ling Feng's house, before they entered the courtyard, they smelled bursts of fragrance wafting out.

"After making such a fragrant meal, who of you spread the news that I am back today? I wanted to surprise my wife, but I ruined it!" Ling Feng was surprised for a while, and asked the men behind him.

"We didn't say it, it was the eldest mother herself who said it, Brother Tianhao went to look for you, it is estimated that he will come back in the next two days, and today I see that my sister-in-law and we are not there, it is estimated that the eldest mother will know that you are back, and this matter has nothing to do with us." The hunters defended themselves and proved their innocence.

"I don't dare to say it. Ling Feng snorted and walked towards the courtyard.

"Coming back?, where is Yu'er?" Dong Xiuzhen was walking out of the house with a plate of vegetables, and when she looked up, she saw Ling Feng in the dust.

"They're in the back, old woman, stir-fry a few more dishes today, and invite everyone to come and get together. "Ling Feng and Dong Xiuzhen are a husband and wife for a hundred years, and they are not so polite. But only the two of them understood how much affection was contained in this question and answer.

"I've been ready for a long time, I guessed that with your character, when you come back, you'll have to have a good drink with these boys. Dong Xiuzhen responded with a smile, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

A group of people sat around a huge table, smiling. Mo Wanjun and Dong Xiuzhen stir-fried and cooked, busy with everything else, while Ling Yu played the role of Xiao Er, putting plates of prosperous dishes on the table. Everyone talked about wine, persuaded to drink, clinked glasses, and shouted, and they were happy.

"Sixth, how is your father? I haven't seen him for five years. Ling Feng asked a man with a beard next to him.

"Thanks to the old man, my old man is hard, isn't this last year my daughter-in-law gave birth to a little son for me, the old man coaxes his grandson all day long, and he is alive. The sixth said with a smile.

"Huzi, Da Zhuang is fifteen or sixteen years old this year, isn't he? What is this kid doing?" Ling Feng turned his head and asked another middle-aged man with a felt hat.

"Don't mention this stinky boy, I originally wanted him to go to Cold Moon City to study and make a living in the future. Who knows that this kid can't live or die, he has to go into the mountains with me to hunt, no, I'm taking him to the pine forest every day. Huzi glared at him, with an expression of hatred that could not be made of steel.

"He's not a kid anymore, he can do whatever he wants, and forcing him to do things he doesn't like will backfire. Ling Feng persuaded.

"Old man, this coming-of-age ceremony is coming to an end again, the children who have participated in the coming-of-age ceremony every year are now strong and strong, how did you do it? Can we be like them?" The man who spoke was named Ling Hongyuan, who was slightly younger than Ling Tianhao, and was also an excellent hunter in the village.

"Well, you know, my wife is proficient in medicine, but it's just a matter of mixing some herbs to increase the strength of the water in the child's bath. As for what you said about wanting to be like them, I haven't tried it yet, but it should be okay, Hong Yuan, you and the hunters wait a few days, and I'll see if I can refine some pills and give them to you. "Ling Feng can't say that he is a cultivator, he can only use Dong Xiuzhen as a cover.

"Really?!Then thank you to the village chief!" the men were very happy and thanked one after another.

"By the way, old man, the giant hand that appeared a few days ago is really terrifying, our village won't be affected, right?" Huzi thought of the palpitating scene and asked Ling Feng. Because in their hearts, Ling Feng knows everything and is omnipotent, and he must know what happened.

"Today is the end of the first month, and there are three days left, so let the children who have not participated in the coming-of-age ceremony come back, if you miss it, you will have to wait another five years. As for the matter of the giant hand, I will make it clear at the coming-of-age ceremony, so don't worry. Ling Feng instructed the hunters.

The middle-aged men nodded yes, they believed in Ling Feng, since Ling Feng said not to worry, it meant that it must be fine. Everyone was grateful for what Ling Feng had done at the coming-of-age ceremony, and they also understood Ling Feng's painstaking efforts in doing so. The living conditions in the snowy region are already very harsh, and if the next generation does not have a good pair of muscles and bones, it will be difficult to grow up healthily in the snowy region, let alone survive safely.

After eating and drinking, the hunters took their leave. Ling Feng's family had just reunited, and they didn't have time to chat properly, so they were embarrassed to bother again.

"Brother Xian, it's not too early, I'm going back to sleep well, your family has just reunited, have a good chat. Di Xun informed Ling Feng and turned around to leave.

"Brother, wait. Don't ask for a house in the west of your village, there are enough rooms here, let's live together in the future." You also know that Yu'er is closer to you than me, and if you leave, he will definitely not be used to it. Ling Feng saw that Di Xun was leaving, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"Brother Xian, this ...... Alas, so long as you don't dislike it, I will treat this as my home!" Listening to Ling Feng's words, a burst of warmth flowed in Di Xun's heart. He knew that Ling Feng moved Ling Yu out not because Ling Yu was clingy, but because he didn't want to let himself, a lonely person, live alone.

"I'll go get the futon, Wanjun, you go clean the house. Ling Tianhao greeted his wife and walked towards the room next to Ling Feng's room.

"If you don't leave, you won't leave in the future, this is home, I'm not going anywhere!" Di Xun took Ling Yu's hand and looked at Ling Feng, his eyes moist.