Ling Feng was on the way home, with the fragrant pheasant in his hand, and meat, looking at the village not far in front of him that was getting closer and closer, it seemed to bring inexplicable excitement, after all, this time he went out to chop wood, it was almost a month to earn gold coins, just to add some nutrition to his mother, it has been a long time since he got a good meal for his mother, this time he can eat a good meal, and what is more important is that he also got this time, it seems that others are envious of the flowers. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The more Ling Feng thought about it, the happier he became, with a triumphant smile on his face, and his pace of returning home quickened.

Shilin Village is a very ordinary small mountain village, and the uneven stone roads here give people a feeling of losing balance.

There are not many people in the village, and I feel that this place is deserted, and it is like a fairyland on earth, which brings the place where the sun rises and the sun sets.

However, the one at the back of Shilin Village was an ordinary house, and it was Ling Feng's home.

The door was made of branches, and if a wild boar came to it, it could be smashed open, and there was no expensive decoration in the yard, and there was no neat arrangement, and some of the tools were tightly placed everywhere, and in a corner of the yard, ordinary crops were planted.

And in the courtyard outside the house, Ling Feng's mother Ling Yun, sitting with white hair, haggard face, as if she was about to sink into the ground withered hands, holding a bamboo pole in her hand, holding it in her arms, looking at the sky, looking at the vegetables with dense branches and leaves in front of her, and a faint smile leaked from the corner of her mouth.

"Cough, cough", Ling Yun raised his withered hand that was a little difficult, blocked his lips, made a sick sound, and looked at the scorching sun a little gloomy, usually at this time, his son is not so late, why is today different from usual, muttered: "Feng'er seems to be coming back, is Feng'er killed today?" No, I want to go and see, if there is a three-long and two-short, how should I explain to the dead old man."

Ling Yun got up, walked to get up and moved his body, not at all like he was about to enter the ground, just about to open the door,

"Z", Ling Feng came into the door, saw his mother come to the door, was a little surprised, stood in front of the door, and asked suspiciously: "Mother, where are you going, your doctor said that you can't do strenuous walking, why did you go out?"

"It's not you kid, what time is it, you don't come back, if something happens, just a son like you, how can you let me, an old woman, explain to your dead father?", Ling Yun looked at the beads of sweat on Ling Feng's face, grabbed the sleeve of his shirt with his hand and wiped it on Ling Feng's forehead, and said a little angrily.

"Eh", Ling Feng looked at his mother wiping beads of sweat on himself, knowing that his mother was worried that he was late, for fear that something would happen to him, and he was worried about his stomach, revealing a charming and faint dimple, smiled, lifted the food in his hand, and said: "Mother, today I went to sell branches, this time Uncle Lingwu praised me for cutting the branches today and gave me a gold coin, I didn't want to improve the food and make up for you, so I came a little late."

"You, there are so many reasons to always come late, when can you not let my wife feel at ease", Ling Yun grabbed the bamboo pole with one hand, and nodded on Ling Feng's forehead with the other, and saw that his son was secretly relieved, and said with a little anger.

"Mother, don't stand at the door, let the villagers see that I made you angry, let's go back to the house, I brought you a pheasant to make up for your body, so that your body can get better soon", Ling Feng knew that his mother was not worried, with a childish smile, holding Ling Yun's arm with one hand and carrying meat with the other, he walked into the house.

"Mother, you sit down first, you see what good things I got today", Ling Feng came to the house and put the pheasant and meat on the table, put the tools for cutting branches behind the back of the house, and was just about to take out the white and red lotus that was held in a bamboo tube, hold it in his hand, and then turned around slowly, carefully placed it in front of Ling Yun, and said excitedly.

"Ah", Ling Yun just sat down and put the bamboo pole in front of the table, I don't know what his son is doing, I thought it was a rare thing, but I didn't expect it to be a flower that I had never seen before, looking at the red and white blooming like life, I was surprised, blinked a few times, got up suddenly, grabbed Ling Feng's arm with both hands, and asked in a panic: "Feng'er, did you steal it?" You have to know that although our family is poor, but people are not poor, we can't just steal other people's things, and besides, we are all ordinary people, if we let those powerful people see it, we can't explain it, you know... ”。

"Mother, don't get excited, the child has never stolen other people's things, I know that you have been polite to the child since childhood, the grievances are clear, and the manly husband must stand up to the sky", Ling Feng looked at his mother so panicked, patted the back of Ling Yun's hand with his hand, and said comfortingly: "I Ling Feng disdain to be a little mouse, and you don't know that the child has never deceived you."

"Where, where, where did this come from?", Ling Yun heard Ling Feng's explanation, although he brought it up by himself, he never did anything to worry about him, glanced at the white red lotus on the table, and looked at Ling Yun asked suspiciously.

"Mother, this is the child cutting branches, on the way back by the stream in the back mountain, when he saw such a beautiful thing, he took it back", Ling Yun saw that his mother was in a calm mood, so he explained how to get it, and said with a smile.

"That's it, such a beautiful flower, you look at this flower and this leaf, it's like it has just grown, it's the first time I've seen it", Ling Yun heard Ling Feng's explanation, showed a relieved smile, sat at the table, held his hands in his hands that he had never seen before, looked at Ling Feng in front of him, and asked suspiciously: "Feng'er, who are you going to give this flower to?"

"I'm going to give it to Xiaoyu, besides, Xiaoyu often comes to take care of your old man, I can't make people shabby, can I?", Ling Feng fiddled on the table, and said with a smile when he thought of Xiaoyu.

"En", Ling Yun nodded, knowing that Ling Feng did not disappoint himself, if he gave it to others, he would not agree, after all, although Xiaoyu's child was not his own child, but both of them grew up at the same time, although they were not pro-plum sweethearts, but they were almost far away, but Xiaoyu's family might not agree, looking at Ling Feng's smile, he didn't say anything, he was happy and worried in his heart;

"Mother, you come to try this, but there is a famous game in the town, I specifically asked you to choose, and besides, you always like to eat this", Ling Feng said with a smile as he took the pheasant and put it in front of Ling Yun.

"Okay, you're tired today, take a break after eating", Ling Yun watched Ling Feng make his favorite pheasant for himself, his heart was full of relief, he didn't expect his son to grow up a lot, eating Ling Feng's pheasant, relishing.

"En", Ling Feng looked at his mother, his heart was full of joy, and nodded.