As a third-class guard with a knife, Dai Zong was qualified to buy a small courtyard with a single family in Yunjing City, and build several bright and spacious tiled houses in it, and even a garden behind his room, as well as a small artificial pond in front of the rockery.

At this time, Yi Wenjing was sitting at the square table by the pond, drinking tea with Dai Zong, who also got up early.

"I'd rather eat no meat than live without bamboo, Brother Dai Zong, your house is also magnificent, why don't you get some bamboo to plant in front of and behind the house, it also looks elegant." Yi Wenjing admired Dai Zong's back garden, he put forward his opinion at this time, obviously, he had been holding back these words for a long time, and today he finally stopped estimating Dai Zong's face and said it.

"Hehe, this house was run by the family a few months ago, bought from a butcher, where does he know what elegance, there was no rockery before, the pond is also used to raise fish, oh, not to raise goldfish, koi, but to raise silver carp, grass carp, crucian carp or something, all for sale, bamboo I have sent someone to choose, presumably in a few days. Hearing Yi Wenjing ask this, Dai Zong didn't think it was a pestle at all, and he laughed.

"Then it's no wonder!" Yi Wenjing nodded, and was about to continue talking, when suddenly his eyes flashed, and when he saw Dai Zong behind, he was stunned, and the folding fan in his hand also stopped in mid-air, motionless.

Dai Zong saw the strange appearance and hurriedly turned his head, and the next moment, he saw Yi Jun with a tired face and a dusty face standing at the moon gate at the entrance of the back garden, shouting tears in his eyes.

"Father!" Yi Jun took a few steps, then fell to his knees.

"Get up, get up!" Yi Wenjing also burst into tears, hurriedly got up from her chair, and stepped forward to pull Yi Jun up from the ground.

"You've grown a lot taller, but, you're so thin, what's the matter, isn't the food in the temple good?" Yi Wenjing pulled Yi Jun up from the ground, looked left and right, and the more she looked, the more sad she became.

Ningku Town was cold and the living environment was harsh, Yi Jun had to go up the mountain to hunt in addition to reading and writing, but at that time, Yi Jun still had a ruddy face and some flesh on his body.

However, looking at Yi Jun now, although he has grown a lot taller and looks full of strength, he is indeed too thin, and it can even be said that he is a little skinny, and his body is even more scarred, and there are many scars that have not been erased on the skin, leaving scars with dull colors.

"Brother, don't feel distressed, he is now a spiritual priest of the Holy Church, and he should be personally guided and trained by the Holy Maiden, and he should suffer some hardships, otherwise how can you come back from Changbai Mountain, this is not a child who has performed well, His Majesty also listened to it, and let you back with a moment of joy, not only you, but also everyone in Ningku Town came back?"

Dai Zong didn't know much about why Yi Wenjing was able to come back, he just guessed, and guessed that it was related to Yi Jun, so he said so.

Of course, Yi Jun wouldn't tell him anything specific, just nodded slightly, which was indeed his own credit.

"Well, it is right to suffer more, and when you are young, you should suffer more, and you will suffer hardships in order to become a master. Yi Jun was not sad when he heard Dai Zong's words, but he just held Yi Jun's hand and refused to let go.

"Where's Mother?" Yi Jun then asked.

"Oh, she has already returned to her hometown in Linchuan, and I will go back in a few days, just thinking that you don't know where your hometown is, so I have to wait for you here, child, let's go now." Yi Wenjing said to Yi Jun.

Without waiting for Yi Jun to answer, Dai Zong interjected again, and he laughed.

"Brother Yi, are you old and confused? Yi Jun is now a spiritual priest, shouldering the heavy responsibility of guarding Kyoto and protecting the emperor and the holy daughter, how can he go back to his hometown in Linchuan with you? Even if you need to ask for leave for a few days when you go back, do you think this is still your Ningku Town?"

Hearing Dai Zong's complaint, Yi Wenjing couldn't help but pause, and then laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I'm really confused, forget, forget, that's good, son, remember the address of our hometown, Yunjing City to the south, over Zhongshou Mountain, there is a Linchuan in front, and there is a subordinate one called Yijia Town, our hometown is there, and our family is also a big family in Yijia Town. Yi Wenjing explained to Yi Jun.

"Well, I know, father, are you going to leave now?" Yi Jun listened to Yi Wenjing's words, and suddenly felt a little reluctant, just met and had to separate, which was really unbearable.

"I'm already like an arrow, I don't know what the situation is at home, the elders in the family are still there, the acres of ponds at home are still there? the green bamboos are still there? those few Yingshan reds, those peonies, those few impatiens, and the old dog at home, how many puppies it has born. Saying this, Yi Wenjing's eyes couldn't help but flow tears again.

Dai Zong also fell silent.

Looking at his father, and then at Dai Zong, Yi Jun was also silent, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head and asked his father: "If the elders in the family have passed away, and the cuizhu, Yingshanhong, peony, and impatiens have also died, although there is still an old dog in the family, but it is no longer the old dog from before, but it is the descendants of I don't know how many generations, what will my father do?"

Yi Jun's words were a little cruel, but because it was likely to be the truth, and he was a little worried about his father, Yi Jun had to ask in advance at this time.

Yi Wenjing couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and then, he sat back in the chair tremblingly, reached out and picked up the teacup in front of him, and wanted to take a sip, but his hand trembled so much that he couldn't bring the teacup to his mouth, and in the end, all the tea was spilled, and he was all over the table.

Yi Jun didn't step forward to wipe his father, and neither did Dai Zong, they just looked at Yi Wenjing and waited for his reply.

To be honest, Dai Zong also had the same worries, and he had been thinking about how to persuade Yi Wenjing in the past few days, but he didn't expect Yi Jun to mention it bluntly at this time.

That's good, cut through the mess quickly!

Putting the empty teacup on the table again, Yi Wenjing calmed down her mood for a while, and then shook her head with a wry smile.

"If that's the case, I'll go to their graves and burn some paper money, sprinkle two cups of sake, and replant the dead bamboo, and replant the roses, peonies, and impatiens, and not only these, but I also have to plant more, all dahlias, magnolias, and as for dogs, the offspring will be the offspring, and it doesn't matter if the color, shape, or size has changed, the key is that they are still dogs, not wolves. Yi Wenjing said. (To be continued.) )