Wang Quanquan sat on the mountainside for a long time, and watched the sky in the distance become cloudy.

He got up and patted his buttocks, looked at the tombstone, and walked down the hill with his bag on his back.

The dark clouds came quickly, and as soon as the king reached the foot of the mountain, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and the rain fell one after another.

Wang Quanquan found a place to stand at the base of the wall, and the surrounding villagers packed up their things early and returned to their homes, and he was the only one left on the street.

The bus had already left, and it seemed that we would have to stay in the village for the night tonight.

He hesitated slightly, buttoned up his hat and went to the house of his memory, knocking on the iron door.

There was a dog barking in the courtyard, followed by a rustling sound, and the iron door was opened by a middle-aged man.

When he saw the young man, the man was stunned and made indistinct syllables from his mouth.

Wang Quanquan smiled, raised his hand and made a few gestures at the other party, the other party looked at him in disbelief, and replied with a few gestures of doubt.

Wang Quanquan said directly:

"Third uncle, long time no see."

The person in front of him was his uncle Wang Kuan.

The middle-aged man confirmed the identity of his nephew, and with surprise on his face, he gestured to let him in.

Wang Quanquan was not polite, and walked into this courtyard that he had not been here for a long time.

The yard is very large, a clearing in the south is lush and green, planted with all kinds of melons and fruits, and the north side is a cement brick and tile house, which can have seven or eight rooms together, and it is one of the best in the village.

A yellow dog shook its head and greeted him, approached Wang Quanquan and sniffed it, and then his tail wagged rapidly, and he stood up and was about to pounce on him.

The yellow dog was covered in muddy water, and the king was not too dirty, squatting down and stroking his slightly old childhood friend, and said with a smile:

"So you're still there."

At that time, it was just born, and it often ran on its heels, but it still ran around behind the ass of the king's power brothers.

Wang Quanquan threw a ham sausage to the yellow dog, got up and asked:

"Third uncle, are you at home?"

The man nodded, pointing to the back room.

……

When he came to the house, Wang Quanquan saw his cousin, who was three years younger than him.

His name is Wang Shanlai, and he is a very handsome young man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his fair skin is more like his mother.

The cousin was a tiger since he was a child, and he was much more pleasing than the king's power, and was very favored by the elders, but after the age of five, his intelligence suddenly stagnated and no longer grew.

Wang Wan's son went to many hospitals and tried a lot of medicines, but there was no effect, and Wang Zhilai's intelligence has been stuck at about five years old.

When the two entered, the young man was sitting quietly by the window, holding his chin on his hand and watching the rain on the glass, not knowing what he was thinking.

This is the advantage he has had since he was a child, he is quiet and obedient, and he will never roll around on the floor for what he wants like other children.

But being a father would rather he be a normal person, even if he is a bastard and a second-rate son who does not do his job...

Wang Kuan gestured to his son and introduced him to the kingship that he had not seen for a long time.

The young man turned his head and looked at the other man with a puzzled expression, as if he couldn't remember who he was.

Wang Quanquan stepped forward, took out a toy gun from his school bag, aimed it at the young man and gently pulled the trigger.

The slightly old toy made a cheap sound and light, and Wang Zhilai was stunned for a moment, and then said with an innocent smile like a child:

"Kingship, you are kingship?"

"Call brother."

"Brother." The young man was very obedient.

Wang Quanquan smiled and handed the toy to the other party, and took out cigarettes and alcohol from his backpack and said:

"Third uncle, I came in a hurry this time, and I didn't prepare anything decent."

Seeing this, Wang Kuan waved his hand again and again, patted the other party's shoulder, and went to the kitchen to prepare the meal.

The man is still as loyal as he was back then, but as the years go by, his temples are gray, and his old age is even more obvious than that of his eldest brother Wang Zhong.

Wang Quanquan put the cigarettes and alcohol on the table, looked at the busy back of the other party, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

Turning around, he found that Wang Zhilai was curiously looking at his bulging backpack.

"You kid, you still have the same nose as back then."

Wang Quanquan directly turned the bag over, poured things all over the sofa, and in order to decorate it more, he deliberately carried a slightly exaggerated mountaineering bag.

Looking at the various snacks and toys spread all over the sofa, the young people's eyes were straight, and the scene that they would only encounter when they dreamed from childhood to adulthood appeared in front of them today.

"I said before I left, I'll come back and bring you delicious and fun, how about it, brother didn't lie to you, right?"

Wang Shanlai took a bag of snacks in one hand, raised his bright eyes and nodded.

……

Knowing that there were guests at home, Fang Yan rushed back from the neighbor's house.

When she was over forty years old, she took the royal authority into her arms, and before she could speak, tears fell first.

She is the aunt of Wang Quanquan, she was a well-known beauty when she was young, and she also has culture, but somehow she fell in love with Wang Kuan, who was congenitally mute.

"Kid, how are you doing all these years?"

"It's good."

The king's authority is now a head higher than the other party, but the woman still recognized him at a glance, and still touched his head as she did back then, and said:

"Stay here today, won't you leave?"

Wang Quanquan smiled, "Auntie, our Wangjia Village, if you want to leave, you have to have a car?" ”

"It's good if you don't go."

Fang Yan sighed with emotion, then remembered something, and asked:

"You're three years older than Handle, and now you're twenty-two, are you married?"

Wang Quanquan first nodded subconsciously, and then shook his head.

"This kid, if you don't succeed, why do you nod and shake your head?"

"Auntie, I'm still in school."

"Oh yes, yes, I forgot about it, the kids are different now than we were back then."

After Fang Yan finished speaking, she rolled up her sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

"Lao Wang, don't be busy, let me come."

Wang Quanquan listened to the sound of spatulas colliding, smelled the aroma of food, and turned his head to look at his cousin.

The other party was holding a pack of spicy strips at this time, looking out the window and stunned.

"What are you looking at?"

"Brother, there seems to be a dragon behind the clouds."

"Dragons?" Wang Quanquan was slightly surprised.

"As Journey to the West said, the Dragon King is responsible for distributing rain, don't you think it looks like a dragon?"

Wang Quanquan looked at the other party's finger, the sky was gray, and there were dark clouds in the shape of dragons.

……

A dinner was a good meal, and Wang Quanquan hadn't experienced the feeling of not quarreling after eating for a long time.

After the meal, he slept in the same bed with Wang Zhilai, and the other party's eyes seemed to glow in the night, staring directly at the sky outside the window.

After a hard day's work, the king's authority was already tired, and after a short time he put himself on the pillow, his cry sounded.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight reflected in the room, and Wang Zhilai was in a daze and just wanted to sleep, when his cousin suddenly sat up.

The young man was immediately frightened, swallowed his saliva, shrank into the corner, and looked at the other party tremblingly.

Wang Quanquan glanced at him, touched his chin and said:

"It turned out to be an immortal who made a mistake and was demoted to the mortal."

As he spoke, he looked out the window again, "There is still someone to take care of it, how wrong did you make?" ”

The cousin still didn't know what was going on, but just looked at the other party in a daze, Wang Quanquan pointed at his forehead, and said in a low voice:

"Sleep, when you wake up, you will be enlightened, where is this for you to be tortured, it is clearly torturing the second uncle and aunt."

After that, he looked up at the sky and said word by word:

"I have protected this person, do you have any objections?"

A thunderclap exploded out of thin air in the sky, and heavy rain poured in.

…… (End of chapter)