The wind at the end of June was mild and soft, Han Yi got off the bus not far from Xixian Junior High School, and when he looked at it, he saw that the crown of the old kui tree was like a dark green cloud, swaying slightly with the wind.

At this time, it was already dusk, and Han Yi was carrying his luggage and standing at the door of Xixian Junior High School, waiting for Han Xiaoye to get out of school.

The branches of the tree overhead are already covered with flower buds, which will not bloom until the end of summer, and when the wind blows, it makes the sound of thousands of bells.

At five o'clock, Han Xiaoye ran out like a madman with his schoolbag on his back, saw Han Yi's screaming, and then ran to more than two meters in front of him and jumped up.

Han Yi threw his luggage on the ground, opened his arms with a smile, and hugged Han Xiaoye as soon as he was shocked.

"Sink a little!"

Han Yi put his hands on Han Xiaoye's two buttocks, feeling Han Xiaoye hanging on him like a monkey, and there were also two small bulges in front of his body, like small buns, still deflated, but there was also a sign of steaming.

Han Xiaoye rubbed Han Yi's cheek, and when he heard Han Yi say this, he blew into Han Yi's neck, and said dissatisfiedly: "You are the fat man!"

Han Yi's subordinates pinched it, and said with a smile: "Okay, my brother is fat! It's all junk food outside, not as delicious as my family's Ono cooking, so I was fat!"

As soon as he talked about the outside, Han Yi felt a pain in his neck, and saw Han Xiaoye biting on it like a little wolf dog, Han Yi just wanted to shake her off, but after thinking about it, he didn't move.

After a while, he felt as if there was a small snake gently rubbing him on his neck, tickling, and he saw Han Xiaoye gently licking the place where she bit her lower mouth just now with her little tongue.

Han Yi moved unnaturally, and Han Xiaoye bit it again, so that Han Yi didn't dare to move, so he could only hold Han Xiaoye hard and let her do it.

"I didn't call for six or seven days for a while, and people thought that something was wrong with you, and they were going to go to Shengjing with grandpa to find you, and then Uncle Yang called and said that you were injured and didn't go! Hmph, I hate it!"

Han Yi felt that the inside of his neck was cool and slippery, and after a while, it fell into the collar of his chest. He sighed, patted Han Xiaoye's ass with his hand underneath, and said, "Okay, come down obediently, many people will see Xueba Han Xiaoye crying for a while, how embarrassing?"

On the phone a few days ago, he already knew that Han Xiaoye's ranking in the midterm exam of the year department had jumped to the top ten.

"Don't!"

Han Xiaoye said in an urn voice, still hanging on Han Yi like a koala.

Han Yi couldn't help it, he slapped her ass and said, "If you don't get off the bus, how can you go home?"

Han Xiaoye came down with a grinding and chirping, Han Yi led the luggage in one hand and Han Xiaoye in the other, and when the bus came, he got into the car, and at six o'clock in the evening, when the sun was just about to set, he returned to Hanjia Village.

I haven't seen him for a few months, as soon as Han Yi entered the yard, the old yellow dog seemed to smell Han Yi's body from afar, and rushed to Han Yi with joy, and finally Han Yi picked up the old yellow dog and let it lick its face.

Han Xiaoye patted Han Yi on the side and said, "Why are you holding it, it's dirty, it's rolling all over the ground after taking a bath!"

When Han Yi heard this, he put down the old yellow dog and went to see his grandfather, he hadn't seen him for a few months, and the color on the old man's face seemed to be darker, and Han Yi was indescribable.

Grandpa naturally knew what happened to Han Yi's mission, and Lao Yang didn't tell Han Xiaoye, but he still told the old man clearly.

At this time, after Han Yi put down the old yellow dog, his grandfather beckoned Han Yi to come to him to look at him, and then took Han Yi's hand and said quite angrily: "You know that you want to fight to death with others, and you don't want your own life?"

Without waiting for Han Yi to explain, grandpa pulled him into the house, the meal had already been prepared, grandpa rarely cooked, people are old and their movements are slow, stir-fry and cook or something, grandpa said that after cooking and stir-frying, smoking is not fragrant.

But when Han Yi came back, his grandfather cooked by himself, and he was naturally moved, and it was still a good home. Four dishes and one soup, there are meat and vegetarian, Han Yi took out the special wine of the army again, and grandpa took a sip, closed his eyes and squinted at the aftertaste.

After a few people ate, Han Xiaoye cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and Han Yi lit a special cigarette for the army for his grandfather, and grandpa smoked it and said, "It's still like this······

Cigarettes and alcohol seemed to make grandpa have a lot of memories, so he told Han Yi about some things about the army, and asked Han Yi about studying in the army this time.

Han Yi picked up the personnel in the task and talked to his grandfather, and then talked about General You.

Grandpa smoked a cigarette and said, "Back then, this person seemed to be a young company commander under the old chief, but I didn't expect to become a general now." ”

The world has changed and dissipated like smoke.

Grandpa asked Han Yi to go down to the ground to show him when he was fighting with the bees, the two of them fought against each other, although it was just a simple action, Han Yi did not use his waist and horse together, but he was still sweating profusely. Grandpa saw that Han Yi was sweating profusely, and still practiced all the fighting moves, nodded, and let Han Yi return to the kang to rest, and said: "This person should be a monk halfway, he should have learned some killing skills before, otherwise Xiong Ying two forms practice, he would have killed you a long time ago, so that he would not fight with you until the end before he used his dark strength to do a duel blow, and the dark strength practice did not reach home, not to the point that insects and flies could not add to the body, otherwise you would have been hit by his tiger-shaped slashing dark energy, and your heart would have been shattered!" Grandpa smoked a cigarette and looked serious.

Han Yi sat on the kang and calmed down, now when he remembered that he was fighting with the bees at that time, if he was careless, he would not be able to stand here today, he was also secretly frightened, his heart was shocked, and the beating was terrible, Han Yi suppressed his thoughts again, so that he would not be so uncomfortable.

Although he has recovered more than half of his internal injuries after more than half of his cultivation, this is still due to Lao Yang's tireless efforts in Shengjing to massage him around his heart every day with dark strength and softness, to promote qi and blood, and to use acupuncture to sort out the qi and blood in his chest.

Even so, Han Yi can't exert his strength now, he can only be like an ordinary person, if he uses force, his heart feels like it's going to tear, so Han Yi doesn't know if he can practice boxing in the future.

The heart is the most important organ of a person, mainly to provide pressure for the flow of blood, and practicing boxing is to carry qi and blood, which will invisibly increase the pressure on the heart, so Han Yi's heart injury now is equivalent to abandoning his martial arts.

Grandpa also knew that Han Yi's injury was just better now, and he couldn't exert his strength yet, and he also knew that Lao Yang had gone to Shengjing to stay for half a month, and Han Yi was now seemingly unharmed, which was also the credit of others, even so Grandpa sighed.

He has three sons and four girls, and there is such a grandchild in front of him who wants to learn from him, and the eldest grandson thinks that his heart is still in the dark, and now he can't practice boxing, and he doesn't know how much kung fu will degrade if he is cured.

Grandpa thought about it and said, "Come with me tomorrow to see your third grandfather." ”

Han Yi could naturally feel a slight loss on the old man in front of him, so he nodded and did not speak.