Bypassing a large grass shed for storage, Bailiqing father and son arrived in the backyard. The backyard was small, with only a thatched hut and a few cracked wooden beams.

Back in the small courtyard at home, Bailiqing hunched his back, hunched his waist deeply, cleaned the big wooden barrel for bathing with his arms, and prepared to wipe the sweat from going into the mountains to collect medicine in the past two days. His son Bailifeng also helped, picked up a gourd scoop, and poured water into the wooden bucket one by one, and was very busy.

It didn't take long for the water to be enough. Baili took off his shirt, picked up a handful of water from the barrel with both hands and washed his face. He brushed the hair from his eyes and stared at himself in the water, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Dad, what are you looking at? There's gold in the bucket? haha......"

Baili Feng snickered with a scoop of water in his hand, and didn't know when he stood behind Bai Liqing.

"Yes, Feng'er, Dad thinks too much about gold, and he has hallucinations. Baili Feng raised his head, touched his son's head, his dull eyes narrowed into a slit, and he laughed.

"I just saw gold in the bucket, and as soon as you came, the gold ran away. ”

"Alright, Dad. The gold is gone, and I won't be able to earn gold coins to support you in the future!"

As he spoke, Baili Feng pouted mischievously, poured the water from the scoop, and then picked up a piece of flower cloth torn off his clothes, moistened it with water, turned around and said:

"Feng'er knows that it is not easy for my father to go up the mountain to collect medicine, and the gold coins he earns are all spent on me. I'll wipe your back. ”

"Good good ......"

After listening to his son's words, Baili Qing smiled and bowed his waist.

Baili Feng also took the cloth and began to wipe it, stretching his neck as he wiped, his eyes sweeping around his father's back. Every time he wiped his father's back, Bailifeng would see the terrifying scar on his curved back. The outer part of the scar is pale white, and the further you go, the color changes from red to purple, and although the wound is smooth, it still looks like it has never healed. That scar was broken three times in a row, and with that color, it looked like a lightning bolt in a rainstorm!

Since he was sensible, every time he saw the scar on his father's back, Baili Feng was afraid and distressed, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

I'm afraid because when I see that scar, I will be furious from the bottom of my heart. I feel distressed because I feel that my father has suffered too much.

After a while, his father smiled and took the cloth in Bailifeng's hand, and was about to wipe it for him, and he also picked up the scoop with one hand and poured water on Bailifeng's body.

"Dad, you're so bad, my clothes are wet. ”

As he spoke, Baili Feng straightened up, untied his belt, and took off his shirt. At this time, Baili Feng's right arm revealed a cyan jade bracelet.

Baili Qing inadvertently saw this jade bracelet, and was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered something again. Then he pointed to the jade bracelet and said:

"Feng'er, this jade bracelet is a symbol of our family. It is made of ancient jade handed down from our ancestors, and our clan calls it 'Wuyu', so we also have a nickname: Wu. It's worthless, but you need to protect it. ”

Baili Feng looked up at his father and saw a serious face that he had never seen before. Hurriedly lowered his head and turned the jade bracelet around with his hand, and found that it was unusually smooth and translucent, and there was a slight red in the cyan, and then there was a simple "black" character engraved on it.

"Got it, Dad. I'll protect it, I will. ”

Baili Feng said resolutely. Because he knew that his father was serious, and it was his father who cared and cared. He didn't want to disappoint his father in the slightest.

Looking at his son's sincerity, Baili Qing's seriousness gradually dissipated. Then, laughing, he played with his son again.

It was getting late, the curtain of night had fallen, and the grass oil lamps were lit up in Baicao Town. At this time, only the laughter of the father and son can be heard from afar, and the sound of water falling to the ground. The twilight that descends makes people only see the figures of the father and son, and cannot see their faces, but can only feel the happy picture of the father and son.

However, in this dark and shadowless picture, there seems to be a purple halo flickering in the past......