At night, the moon is dark and the wind is high. After several days of clear skies, heavy dark clouds finally rolled in with the howling north wind, covering the sky. Suddenly, the trees fell and the sky was vast.

"An autumn rain and a cold, autumn goes to the winter solstice, this year flies so fast......"

Looking up at the sky, Xie Xuan, who was wearing a leather robe, sighed softly. Beside him, several figures stood in the wind, all of them in black clothes and black robes, as if they were dissolved into the night. The north wind swept by, and everyone's clothes fluttered up, like falling leaves, and the wind fell gently after a short break, without a sound.

"Third uncle, how do you know that it will rain today? On such a cold day, I think it may snow?" The little fat man Xie Tuo wrapped the leather coat on his body, and suddenly became interested, and he was more serious with Xie Xuan.

"Hehe, maybe it's snow. Xie Xuan smiled slightly, his voice was not high.

In fact, they were downwind, and in the midst of the strong wind, even if the sound was a little higher, the people in the courtyard in front of them would not be able to hear it. But coming here late at night to spy is not a fair thing to do. If it is really discovered, it will inevitably be embarrassing.

After another moment, the lights in the room were out. The people around Xie Xuan couldn't help but twitch slightly, Xie Xuan was also a little impatient, and asked in a low voice: "Chen'er, didn't you say that the Great Elder has made an appointment with you to pay off the gambling debts today?" Now that the lights in the room have been extinguished, why haven't you come over?"

Xie Xuan's doubts were naturally also the doubts of several family deacons next to him. Yesterday, Xie Chen asked Xie Tuo to pass the word, saying that the Great Elder had agreed with him to settle the gambling debts and hand over the accounts tonight.

Xie Chen, a twelve-year-old boy, naturally did not dare to meet with the debtor late at night. Therefore, he asked Xie Xuan to convene the family deacon who had made friends and come to hand over together.

But now that he had reached the outside of the Great Elder's courtyard, he could even hear the sound of the Great Elder scratching when he was depressed and drinking alone. But Xie Chen suddenly stopped, letting everyone stay quietly outside the courtyard and hide to drink the northwest wind!

If it weren't for Xie Xuan's nod in agreement, plus these deacons were all close associates of Xie Xuan's lineage. I'm afraid that these pampered family deacons have already opened their mouths to scold their mothers and walked away.

It's just that now, Xie Xuan's momentum is a foregone conclusion, and Xie Tuo, a genius who can feel the natal spirit, has emerged in the family. The Xie family in Wushi Town already has a sign of prosperity, and the patriarch is authoritative. These deacons naturally did not dare to offend the young family master Xie Chen at this time.

"Father, don't worry, wait a minute...... Silence!" Xie Chen's eyes flashed, and he keenly noticed that in the wind and falling leaves, a thin young figure staggered over, and immediately made a silent gesture.

"Xie Hao, why is he here?" Among the many deacons, someone had already recognized the young man who had come by stepping on the wind.

In fact, Xie Hao's appearance here was not so abrupt, after all, this was the courtyard of his father, the eldest elder of the family, Xie Zhishan. It's just that on this windy, cloud-covered night, he is a teenager, what is he doing here?

A gust of wind blew, rolling up the boy's hood over his head. By the faint light, Xie Hao's face was as pale as paper, like a ghost in the middle of the night.

Xie Hao's expression seemed to be in a trance, and his emaciated body trembled gently in the wind. He came quickly, but when he arrived in the courtyard, he suddenly slowed down. It's as if every step takes a lot of effort.

It's just that the distance from the courtyard gate to the door is not far. Even if Xie Hao's pace was slow, he finally walked to the door. In the room, the sound of even breathing faintly came out, and it was obvious that Great Elder Xie Zhishan was already asleep.

In the past few years, the continuous blows have already exhausted Xie Zhishan, who has always been strong, and he has been accompanied by wine and has not seen anyone. When he woke up, the liquor pierced his intestines and scolded angrily. After getting drunk, he hugged the pot and clothes and slept on the ground.

"Shhh As if he had made a decision in his heart, he slowly stretched out his hand and patted the door with a trembling voice.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk!" a knock sounded, and the sound drifted out with the wind. At this moment, even the secret family deacon saw a hint of something unusual, and couldn't help but hold his breath and continue to watch with interest.

"Dad, open the door! I'm Hao'er......" Xie Hao's voice was a little dry and hoarse, as if he hadn't drunk a drop of water.

The knocking on the door continued, but there was no sound in the room other than even breathing. Obviously, the sleeping people in the room did not hear Xie Hao's voice.

After another while, Xie Hao finally stopped his movements and turned back silently. Everyone could clearly see a trace of disappointment on his face, but in this disappointment, there seemed to be a kind of relieved contradiction.

"It's a pity......" In Xie Chen's mind, an old voice sighed softly.

Xie Chen's brows were also slightly furrowed, he didn't expect Xie Zhishan to sleep so soundly, this shouldn't be! If that's the case, I'm afraid I'll have to make another move and add a handful of firewood in secret......

"Who......"

Just when Xie Chen was secretly pondering in his heart, ready to add fuel to the fire again, the closed door suddenly "creaked" open!

"Daddy...... Daddy?!" Xie Hao, who had already taken a few steps, suddenly trembled, and slowly turned back with complicated eyes. At a glance, it was instantly petrified, and he almost exclaimed.

In the dim light, an old face appeared in the open door. The deep wrinkles are like the carving of a knife and an axe, crisscrossing this face, and there is no sparkle in the cloudy eyes, looking blankly ahead, without focus. The gray hair was fluffy, gently stirred by the sudden cold wind, and a strong and pungent smell of wine wafted out of the room. Between the vast heaven and the earth, there is no infinite depression.

"Is this the Great Elder?" all the family deacons couldn't help but gasp. Is this extremely decadent and dying old man really a great elder who was extremely strong and invincible not long ago? What kind of blow can make a person look like this?!

"Big brother......" Xie Xuan's gaze couldn't help but be a little hazy. Although he and the Great Elder have been fighting openly and secretly for several years, after all, there was a time when he sang wine and was enthusiastic.

All along, in Xie Xuan's heart, the backbone of the Great Elder was like a cast of steel, and it had never bent in the slightest! The Great Elder's gaze had always been as sharp as an eagle's falcon, as if it could penetrate a person's soul. But now, the rickety back and cloudy gaze ......

Xie Xuan's heart was trembling slightly.

"Daddy......" Xie Chen grabbed his father's hand and shook his head gently. He knew what his father wanted to do, but he couldn't let all his plans fall through. The father may eventually relent, but at least he will have to wait until the truth is revealed before making a decision worthy of his heart.

"Rest assured. Xie Xuan's gaze met that of his son and nodded slightly. Naturally, he wouldn't really think that in the middle of the night, his son let himself lead the family deacon here to drink the northwest wind, just to ask for debts. Judging from his son's actions just now, it is obvious that what he wants to see for himself has not yet appeared.

"Hao'er, are you really Hao'er?my son?!" At the door, Xie Zhishan's voice trembled slightly, looking at the emaciated figure in the cold wind in disbelief.

"Dad! It's me! The child is unfilial, young and ignorant, please forgive the child!" Seeing his father's current appearance, even Xie Hao couldn't help but be moved, and knelt on the ground with a "poof", and the two lines of tears slipped silently.

"Hao'er! It's really you! Get up, you, what are you doing! Everything is wrong with my father! It's all my fault......" The cloudy eyes suddenly resurfaced the look of the past, and I don't know where the strength came from, Xie Zhishan jumped out of the door in one step, and helped Xie Hao up with mixed joy and sorrow.

"On such a cold day, why do you wear so little?Frozen, right?Come into the house, it's warm in the house,......" Pulling up his son, Xie Zhishan's face was full of wrinkles and huddled together, and he couldn't stop shouting and asking for warmth.

"Yes!" Xie Hao wiped his tears, nodded, and let his father pull him into the room. This scene of the reconciliation of father and son, and the scene of true feelings, I don't know how many onlookers have aroused compassion.

The lights in the room came on, reflecting the mess of cups and plates in the room. It's hard to imagine how an otherwise meticulous room could have become like this in two days. Soups and soups can be seen everywhere, and leftovers and cold rice are everywhere. In particular, the countless broken or crooked wine jars exude the strong smell of wine, which makes it even more difficult to breathe.

"Hehe, Hao'er, look at Dad, I haven't cleaned up the house in the past two days...... Alas, anyway, after tomorrow, these will be someone else's......" Xie Zhishan sighed, glanced at his son secretly, and immediately smiled dryly: "But Hao'er, don't worry, Daddy, I am also an eighth-level spirit master cultivator." In less than a year, oh no, half a year! Half a year later, Daddy will definitely earn you a bigger mansion! Well, it must be ten times better than where you live now...... When the time comes, you will still be a young master, and no one will dare to bully you......

Xie Zhishan is like a chattering old woman, dancing and sketching a beautiful future for her son. He racked his brains, searched his stomach, and tried his best to convince his son. Although I'm a defeat now, there's nothing left. But Dad will never affect you, will never let you suffer, Dad will love you, love you, and spoil you!

From beginning to end, Xie Hao did not say a word. He stood at the door in a daze, with a complicated expression. His father's words were like sharp daggers, constantly piercing into his heart. In his heart, two voices roared at the same time!

A voice called affectionately: "He is your father, the dearest and closest person in your world! He not only gave birth to you and raised you, but also loves you deeply! See? How happy and excited he was when he saw you! No thing can defeat him, except you! You are the person he cares about and values the most! You can't let him down, you have the same blood in your body!"

"Fart!" Another voice roared in a low voice: "What is the use of family affection?!Can it be used as food?Can it be used as money?Or can it let you be in charge of the trade-off?! No! He will only become a burden to you! Become a burden to you! Look at this old man in front of you who has no fighting spirit! He has created a small branch family, and it has taken him more than ten years! How long can he live? Can he still create another family? His only role now is to be your stepping stone! Stretch out your feet and step on him! What are you hesitating about! The brilliant future is waving at you!"

The lights and candles flickered, as if it was the wavering heart of a teenager. In the flickering lights, the young man's gaze was also flickering and uncertain, where to go? The young man was so suppressed that he almost screamed!

In the cold wind, in the dark corners. There is also a teenager with ups and downs in his heart. The deep affection between father and son is the most vulnerable place in his heart.

At this moment, the young man even secretly hesitated in his heart, "Xie Hao, if you choose family affection." Shall I let your father and son live? maybe......";