"The name of this poem is 'if'......" Jun Moxie cleared his throat, a mysterious evil smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he cultivated his emotions for a while, and then he was angry and dantian, and said in a tone of subdued and frustration, full of emotion: "Ah...... If I am a hoe, you are the noon, if I am a bow, then you are an eagle, if I am Qingming, then you are a river map, if I am a fairy sword, then you are a legend of chivalry...... What ifs, so many ifs, my mind...... It's all on the inside. ”

The voice is clear and the voice is thick, in this deep mountain and dense forest, it spreads out leisurely, so the whole valley is echoing: "hoe he...... Afternoon ...... Hoe ...... ...... in the afternoon"

After the aria, Jun Moxie looked at Mei Xueyan sincerely, and said affectionately: "Xueyan, this is my heart, expressing my most sincere affection for you, and it is also my desire for you...... Love is higher than the mountain, love is deeper than the sea, you ...... Leave it to me. ”

Mei Xueyan frowned, reading these lines of poetry in a low voice, the more she read it, the more the second monk couldn't figure it out, and finally asked modestly: "What does this poem mean?"

"You just need to know that this poem is my wish for you. This kind of heart can only be expressed by the sun in the sky!" Jun Moxie said solemnly.

Mei Xueyan was inexplicably moved by a trace of emotion on her face, but she still considered in her heart that the feelings in this poem were quite deep, but the level was too ordinary...... She's like that, if she doesn't understand something, she will think about it vigorously, but this time she doesn't understand it at all, and she mutters in a low voice...... After a long time, when he was about to ask Jun Moxie again, a voice suddenly said in the distance: "Who is making noise here?"

With this voice, a person flew like a meteor, from far and near, and landed in front of the two, and when he saw Jun Mo Ye at a glance, he was immediately overjoyed: "Mo Xie, you kid can be regarded as coming, and I have been counting and waiting for the past few days, but I can look forward to my uncle's neck being long......"

The person who came was Dongfang Wendao, Jun Moxie's third uncle...... Dongfang Wendao immediately saw Mei Xueyan, couldn't help but look at it, and said: "This is ......" secretly praised in his heart: The nephew is really good, and he actually found another one...... It's still so beautiful...... "Your nephew and daughter-in-law, my wife ......" Jun Moye hurriedly introduced.

Dongfang Sanye immediately panicked, touched left and right on his body, and after a long time, Dongfang asked Dao with an embarrassed face: "Why didn't you say it earlier, I'm ...... I'm an uncle, and I didn't bring any greeting gifts......"

Mei Xueyan followed Jun Moxie, but she was really embarrassed...... Along the way, as long as it is related to each other, Jun Moxie will introduce: This is my daughter-in-law, my wife, my insider, clumsy or something...... However, when she introduced it like this, Mei Xueyan was still silent, because the relationship between these people is worthy of Jun Moxie's respect or closeness...... But they are all their own juniors...... It's very uncomfortable.

Over time, Mei Xueyan didn't care about this...... I'm used to it. The skin has also become a little thicker...... It's really embarrassing to follow this guy's cheekiness...... "What else do you need to meet ......" Jun Moxie enthusiastically excused himself: "...... If you make up for it when you go back, Xueyan won't mind......"

"You kid really don't see the outside, don't you know that your third uncle doesn't have a lot of money?" Dongfang asked Dao Dao and glanced at the good nephew stupidly: "Let's go, your grandma is waiting for you, and her eyes are presbyopia......"

Jun Moxie scolded for a while: What? Presbyopia? The old man will be dazzled when he is old, okay? How can you say that he is looking forward to me? This is all that and that?!

When Dongfang Wendao said the seventh sentence of 'It's almost here, just turn a corner', I finally saw the door of the Dongfang family...... This made Jun Moxie a little suspicious of this uncle's concept of distance...... From more than 300 miles away, you say, 'It's almost there, turn a corner and you'll be there'......,' but until now, there are 100 turns...... The Oriental family that appeared in front of Jun Moxie surprised Jun Moxie.

There was a valley as far as the eye could see.

In the valley, the surrounding area is actually a patch of fields, only in the middle, red walls and green tiles, a large number of mansions, but there is no bit of luxury of the family, but ...... It's like a calm, ordinary rural ...... It's just that this simple village has a unified wall...... Then the inside is divided into families...... In the middle is a wide continent, paved with fine stones, and over the years, the gravel road has become black-brown sè, and even, there is no edge at all...... Nine men were waiting at the door.

There is a rosewood chair in the middle, and on the top of the chair sits a thin old lady with snow-white hair, and even her eyebrows are snow-white...... She was full of smiles, watching Jun Moxie arrive, and her eyes were already uncontrollably filled with crystal tears...... "This is your grandmother...... Dongfang asked the knife and said in a low voice: "Back then...... She was an old man, and she was seventy or eighty years old, but she still looked like she was thirty or forty years old, but when your mother came back, she looked miserable...... Let her old man's hair ...... It was white overnight...... Moreover, he is also getting old and haggard day by day...... Until now...... Alas......"

Dongfang asked the knife to say heavily, and Jun Moxie also felt a sour feeling when he heard it...... I remembered my grandfather Jun Zhantian's evaluation of the old lady of the East when he was leaving: "Your grandmother is not a simple person, she is simply an old demon jīng-like existence; seventy or eighty people, it seems that there are only thirty people...... looks the same as your mother, more like sisters than like mother and daughter, peerless, graceful and elegant, showing everyone's demeanor ......"

Jun unintentionally and solemnly admonished: "Mo Xie, after seeing your grandmother, you must be more respectful, but don't look at her as if she seems to be very young and awkward, Mrs. Dongfang can be said to be the wisest woman your third uncle has ever known in this life......"

But now that he thinks of the admonition from his grandfather and third uncle, Jun Moye only feels sad and heartfelt...... Jun Zhantian and Jun's unintentional impression was still stuck ten years ago...... Mrs. Dongfang, her grandmother, has become what she is now in a short period of time since she brought her daughter home...... Goosebumps, old-fashioned dragon clock!

What kind of mental destruction does it take to become like this?

Although the daughter has married and given birth to children, in the old lady's heart, she is still the little girl with pigtails under Chenghuan's knees...... When a daughter is like this, what image does a mother care about? Worried, she turned white overnight...... In the past ten years, there are thousands of trivial things inside, and there are strong hatreds and oppression outside to lock up the family, and the heart is sad, how not to get old?

Next to her, the second master Dongfang asked the sword and the uncle Dongfang asked for mercy stood left and right, several young people and girls behind them looked curiously here, and there were three middle-aged beauties with dignified manners, quietly looking at Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan, the old woman did not speak, and they did not say anything.

"A son of conscience...... Is it Mo Xie?Jun Mo Xie?" The old lady of the East stood up tremblingly, looked at the young face in front of her, and in a trance, she seemed to see the shadow of her daughter when she was a child, and seemed to see her daughter coming over delicately in a trance...... Instantly, I thought of my daughter, who was still unknown and her heart was closed, and suddenly her eyes were all red; she took two steps forward, her white hair fluttered in the wind, and her voice was already a little trembling: "Come on...... Come closer, come over quickly, and let Grandma take a good look...... My grandson, why did you come ......?"

Jun Moxie inexplicably rose in his heart with an indescribable sourness, and reluctantly smiled, then he slowly stepped forward, nodded on one knee, raised his head, and looked up at this strong old man who had such a bleak evening scene for the sake of his children, with only respect, only kindness, and ...... in his heart Indescribable sourness...... Back then, Jun Wu regretted his accidental death; Dongfang's conscience suddenly heard the bad news, and when she couldn't afford to get sick, the old lady of Dongfang went out of the mountain in anger and slaughtered the world; Dongfang's assassins were everywhere, the mainland was shaken, and the blood was washed in Xuanxuan, and no one in the world dared to be a mystery!

Back then, Jun Mo was worried that Jun Mo Chou was killed bizarrely, and it was still the death and revenge of the Dongfang family, and the blood flowed thousands of miles...... For the sake of her children, she did not hesitate to use the meager strength of an oriental family to make enemies of the world and wage war against the world!

What a spirit!

Even if you slaughter the world, you have to take revenge!

What a deep hatred this is...... It's all for her daughter, for that true love!

Similarly, it is precisely because of this that the Oriental family was surrounded and suppressed by the joint efforts of the three supremes, and at the end of the road, this peerless woman was not a worldly beauty, but she was unwilling to make a vow, and faded out of the rivers and lakes with endless regrets and full of pain...... Revenge has not been avenged, blood has not been paid, but they have no choice but to sink into the sand and return gloomily...... Since then, the poor mountains and remote places, there is no comeback!rì night in the face of her daughter's endless pain, in the face of the helplessness in her heart, in the face of the pain that is equivalent to a lifetime, so that this mother who loves her daughter deeply, how can she be embarrassed?

The sword peak collapsed the snowy mountain, and the mysterious beast was punished by heaven!

For ten years, I spent my time in silence in such remote places as I rarely visited...... How can the old man feel good in his heart? How can such harsh conditions be achieved? If they are never achieved, will not the Oriental family just die of old age and grandchildren? For the sake of one daughter, but the whole family will be affected, even if they have no regrets, it will always be difficult to face other family members, what a huge pressure this is!

Dilemma...... If he didn't agree to such a condition at the beginning, the Dongfang family would have been wiped out on the spot, and there would be no reason to be lucky! I had no choice but to agree, but it was only in exchange for the current lingering breath...... Jun Moye suddenly felt that he knew his grandmother very well...... The pressure on this old man, who looked weak, was too great, too heavy......