100 Do you believe that I can fly?

In the night, Jian Xingdao was speeding forward in the direction of home, and the familiar courtyard appeared in front of him, but he hesitated, Lawyer Yang will only arrive tomorrow, what are the parents doing at this time?

Jian Xingdao didn't have any impression, and he remembered that at this time, he should be shopping with Yang Feifei after work in Jiangdong City.

So what his parents were doing at this time, he really had no impression, he only remembered that he received a call from his father that day, but it didn't matter what he was doing, the important thing was that he was able to see his living parents again.

Jian Xingdao, who was in a state of stealth, slowly flew up, looked over the courtyard wall, and saw the scene in the courtyard.

It should have just finished eating, the father was lying on the grandfather's bamboo, pulped chaise longue, swaying gently, and the mother was sitting on the pony on the side, gently shaking the pu fan, looking at the sky.

"Zhihong, you said that your son is not too young, shouldn't you talk to Murakami about buying a homestead and let's build him a house?"

"Don't talk nonsense, as long as that kid's heart can go back to Jian's house to settle down, even if he agrees, the girl from the Yang family will not agree. ”

As the saying goes, knowing the son is better than the father, what the father said is indeed not wrong, if he hadn't experienced this incident, he would indeed not agree with his mother's statement, and Yang Feifei would not agree, the goal of the two people is to wait for the end of college, with their own efforts, to buy a house belonging to two people in a first-tier city, and then get married and have children, and then take their parents to their side, and live a happy life as a family.

"The girl of the Yang family~" The mother paused after speaking, and continued: "This child has a high spirit, and he doesn't follow the Yang family, and he will be with his son in the future, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." ”

"If it was two years ago, no problem, but now...... Forget it, let's see, our son, he will definitely be eaten to death in the future. ”

"I'm not afraid of being eaten to death by my daughter-in-law, as long as the children of the Yang family can take care of the house, all this is fine, but I look at that girl, tsk! How to say it, there is an indescribable feeling, and people can't see through it at a young age. ”

"Forget it, you just have to worry about it, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, let's just take care of ourselves, and don't cause trouble to others in the future." ”

"Gotta gotcha, as soon as you say this, you will come to this set, forget it, I won't tell you, I'll go watch my series!"

"Hey, you woman......"

The father shook his head, looked at the stars in the sky, pretended to sleep, and after a while opened his eyes, and muttered, "Why does my right eyelid keep jumping?

After thinking about it for a while, I felt uneasy, took out my mobile phone, and dialed the phone.

"Hey, son, what are you doing? Oh, what's still playing? It's okay, just give you a call, remember to find a place to stay early, I can warn you, don't mess with me...... Stinky boy, you still think I'm nagging, okay, you pay attention to safety, I'm hanging!"

Hanging up the phone, Jian Zhihong scolded something with a smile, and then lay down again.

"Dad......"

Jian Xingdao saw this scene, tears welled up in his eyes, sometimes, our parents were kind to us, we took it for granted, and even impatient, if he didn't come back to see this scene, he wouldn't know that this was the case.

Just because of the jump in his right eye, he remembered to call his son to ask him, but what about himself, he remembered very clearly, in order to stay with Yang Feifei for a while, he hung up the phone impatiently, and now that he thinks about it, what a bastard he was at that time.

"What are you going to do?" The invisibility state didn't seem to have any effect on the small drum, seeing that Jian Xingdao wanted to take off the hat of the invisibility cloak, he was a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Don't do stupid things, it's enough to come here to meet them, they still have to die, otherwise in the future time and space, you will be in danger, and it is very likely that you will be erased by the power of time and space!"

"I just want to talk to my parents!"

After speaking, without waiting for the little drum to speak, Jian Xingdao fell to the ground and took off the invisibility cloak, the ghost knows how she came over in the past two months, and Hemeimei's family suddenly left alone, and the familiar faces of his parents can no longer be seen, so he can't react at all, and he always feels that his parents may appear in front of him in the next moment, and they have never left at all.

began to hear his son's voice, Jian Zhihong thought that he had heard it wrong, and when he sat up straight, he found his son standing in the courtyard.

Look at his son, look at his mobile phone, Jian Zhihong's eyes widened, isn't his son in the city, just now he clearly heard the sound of the bus announcing the name of the station on the phone, why did he blink an eye...... But before he could figure it out, his son threw himself into his arms.

"Dad!"

At this moment, Jian Xingdao had no scruples, it was purely because of his missing parents that he made such a move, as for the consequences of this...... Didn't I come here to make up for all my regrets?

Due to the excessive momentum, the recliner almost overturned, Jian Zhihong looked at his son who was crying very aggrieved in his arms, and was a little overwhelmed, and Yang Mu, who was watching TV in the house, also ran out when he heard the voice, and he was also a little surprised to see this scene.

"Son, you are ......"

Yang Mu looked at her husband, Jian Zhihong gave him a look that he also didn't know what to say, and gently patted his son's back.

"Mom~"

Jian Xingdao has never been like this, tears are like beads with broken threads, crackling and falling, leaving his father and hugging his mother tightly.

"Oh, what's wrong, how much wronged, what a grievance, is this?"

While comforting his son, Yang Mu gave Jian Zhihong a look.

When Jian Xingdao finally stopped his tears, Jian Zhihong had time to ask: "Aren't you in Jiangdong City, I just called you, and you happened to be at Hedong Road Station." ”

"Jing Blind said, when did you call your son, why don't I know, what else do you say about Hedong Road, I said Jian Zhihong, your level of lying can be seen rising~"

Yang Mu wiped Jian Xingdao's tears while teasing her husband.

"Hey, I'm talking, you still don't believe it, don't believe me to show you the call history of your phone!"

"Just look at it, if you don't die!"

When he took out his mobile phone, Yang Mu was stunned, it showed that her husband had called her son ten minutes ago, and the call time was one minute and three seconds.

"Son, is what your dad said true?"

Jian Xingdao also calmed down after a while, nodded, and confirmed: "My dad did call me, but that I am not the current me, in other words, it is a call to me in this time and space, and I ...... It was from the 30th of August. ”

This series of words, like tongue twisters, made the husband and wife stunned.

"You're from the future in August? What are you kidding, when will our country have a time machine, how do I not know?"

Jian Zhihong shook his head in disbelief, thinking that his son was joking with himself.

Yang Mu was also shocked by her son's words, how can time travel sound so awkward, in short, she and her husband are the same, I don't believe it.

Jian Xingdao had expected this a long time ago, and in order to convince his parents of the next words, he had to show something to convince his parents that calling himself in this time and space was the best choice, but that would be too troublesome.

He said directly: "Mom and Dad, do you believe that I can fly?"

With that, his feet slowly left the ground, and his body was suspended in mid-air.

Jian Zhihong: "......"

Yang Mu: "......"