"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!" A long-sleeved and good dancing character like He Chunhua was also excited for a while, and thousands of tastes came to his heart.

He calmed down for a while before saying, "Have you had breakfast?" ”

He Lingchuan shook his head.

"That's right, let's go together."

Mrs. Ying wiped her tears, turned her head and instructed Steward Wu: "Add vegetables!" ”

The eldest son eats a lot, and the breakfast prepared in advance in the kitchen is not enough for a family of four. "I heard that the toon buds sent this morning are very tender, you asked the cook to make six steamed buns, no, no, the steamed buns are too slow, make fried buns! The beef in the sauce that was originally put to be eaten at noon is now cut up. Also, make three bowls of hot and sour soup noodles......"

He Lingchuan leaned over and smiled, "Is it still the cook brought by Blackwater City?" Then I want hawthorn cake! ”

"Are you hungry, you want a snack before you eat it?" Mrs. Ying scolded him, turned her head and said to Steward Wu, "Go get the hawthorn cake." ”

He Lingchuan hurriedly added: "I also brought more than a dozen people back, Lao Wu, you take care of their food and drink for me!" ”

is worthy of being the eldest son, I haven't seen him for half a year, and it's still like this! Mrs. Ying secretly rolled her eyes, but did not accuse.

He Chunhua also heard it, and his eyes flashed slightly.

Where did the firstborn bring back the people from?

Steward Wu agreed again and again, and hurried to do it.

The family of four walked to the dining room, and the courtyard was filled with laughter that had not been seen for a long time.

The mother and younger brother revealed their true feelings, and He Lingchuan was also happy in his heart.

Neither he nor the original body liked this home, but compared with the turbulent waves he experienced later, he realized how leisurely and comfortable his life in Blackwater City was before?

It's a pity that I can't go back.

Whether it's mood or experience, there's no going back.

He could also feel that He Chunhua's gaze was always firmly locked on him.

The father's joy is also palpable.

After eight months, the whole family finally sat down to eat together again.

It looks like it's a good time.

As soon as He Chunhua's fish fillet porridge was served, he pushed it directly to his eldest son: "Eat more!" I see you've lost weight. ”

He Lingchuan didn't shirk either, and drank porridge and snored: "It's still the best meal at home." ”

This is true, I have eaten all the delicacies of the mountains and seas in Lingxu City, and in the end I found that the food at home is the most suitable for the stomach.

Mrs. Ying smiled and said, "Tell us where you have been for most of the past six months!" Why didn't you come back and didn't send a letter to report safety? ”

The last few words are already a bit gnashing of teeth.

This heartless bastard, I really don't know if my family is uncomfortable?

"Oops." He Lingchuan scratched his head. In fact, not long after entering the Red Yan Demon Kingdom, he met Li Qingge, who originally said that he would send a message to return to China for him, but later took the initiative to give up.

Mr. Li is a smart man who knows how to take measure.

Speaking of the He family, He Lingchuan's mood is very delicate.

"Last summer, I fell into the water in the Han River, and out of nowhere, so many miscellaneous trees, stumps and stones rushed out, and I was bumped around in the water, and finally I was hit on the head by something and fainted." He began to ramble, "By the time I wake up, I will be in a harbor in the country of Sura called Shabutou. It is said that I was swept into a shallow bay by the flood, and the local fishermen fished me up and tried to bury me, but found that I was still angry. ”

Mrs. Ying and He Yue listened with bated breath, only He Chunhua had personally experienced the battle of the Han River, and saw with his own eyes how the eldest son fell into the water, and how the boundless fallen trees in the upper reaches of the river went straight down the river and crushed all living beings.

It is a miracle that He Lingchuan survived.

"How long have you been drifting down the river?" He Chunhua had a rare impression that there was indeed a river bay called Shabutou in Suluo, and it was indeed in the lower reaches of the Han River. He knew this, because he had studied the combat sand table with Zhao Pan, the general of the Northern Front.

"I don't know, two or three days, right?"

He Yueqi said: "Brother, it's not me who lifts the bar." Drifting in the water for two or three days, can you still have gas? ”

He Lingchuan took out a bead from his arms and shook it at him: "Look what this is?" Turtle beads! ”

"This thing helps me breathe underwater, and I took it in my mouth as soon as I fell into the water."

"Oh, I remember, this is from the edge of the fairy lake?" He Yue still remembered the fierce battle at the edge of Xianling Village.

"Good memory." He Lingchuan praised his younger brother.

Mrs. Ying urged: "And then? ”

"And then I forgot who I was."

"Huh?" What kind of god twist is this?

He Lingchuan stroked the back of his head and said: "I didn't know who I was or where I came from after I woke up, the doctor said that I had been hit hard in the head, and the blood stasis was congested, so my memory was blocked." I don't know how to fish, I don't want to farm, so I don't know what to do there, and I can't even pay for the soup and medicine. ”

Speaking of this, he gritted his teeth: "I don't know which thing lacks morality, and looted all the money and belongings while I was unconscious!" I woke up with a breeze on my sleeves! ”

The storage ring on his finger had already been changed, and the one he changed in Lingxu City was not afraid that He Chunhua would see through it.

"Fortunately, the passing caravan took a fancy to my strength and good martial arts, so they recruited me to be a team guard."

The hot fried buns were served, the bottom was still sizzling, and the chopsticks scraped the whole layer of crispy and crispy skin. He Lingchuan grabbed it and took a bite, and the hot juice inside squirted out two feet away, almost splashing on He Yue's face.

He quickly dodged: "What happened later? ”

"I've been wandering with the caravan for a long time, and my memories occasionally appear like fragments, I can remember your faces, and I can remember the fragments of Blackwater City and Shihuan City, and even the scenes from the battle of the Han River will flash in my mind. But...... It's just incoherent, I just can't remember who you really are! ”

He Lingchuan looked sad and aggrieved.

He can't say that I beat the demon puppet master Dong Rui, floated the lair of the ancient demon Zhu Erniang together, and was entrusted by it to go to Baijia City to find the immortal moult, and then became close friends with the prince of Chiyan to investigate the disappearance of the messenger for Chiyan, and it escalated into the elixir case that shook Lingxu City. In the end, on the premise of offending many big people in Lingxu City, I blew up the star-picking tower of the Heavenly Palace, and Lingxu City also suffered a catastrophe?

Mrs. Ying will definitely say, your brain is broken, it's time to take medicine.

Rather than this, it's better to make up a story about his brain being broken and making soy sauce everywhere.

For Mrs. Ying and He Yue, this is quite bizarre; For He Lingchuan, this is a shameless copying of the bloody plot.

But between the outrageous and the bizarre, he preferred the latter.

After all, that's barely what ordinary people know, isn't it?

He Yue patted his brother on the shoulder to show comfort: "Brother, you are back after all!" ”

"Yes, later the caravan came to the border of Rongshan Land, where there was actually a cicada disaster......

When the eldest son said the word "Rongshan", He Chunhua's eyes were slightly condensed.

In one day, he actually heard "Rongshan" twice, so coincidentally?