That soft call was full of Ning Wuji's expectations for how many days and moons, as an orphan in his previous life, Ning Wuqian had never experienced what family affection was like.

For Ning Wuji, parents, brothers, sisters, that is a luxury, every year, he is alone, spring and autumn, he is used to loneliness, until he meets that girl. She is not only his girlfriend, but also his only spiritual sustenance, and now, he has two more bonds.

In the world, the most real thing is family affection, and those who have it don't cherish it, and they regret it after losing it. Ning Wujian had never had it, and only then did he feel cherished at this time, looking at Ning Bowu who was mixed with the child, a warm current lingered in his heart.

God treated him well, gave him a chance to be reborn, and gave him two relatives, what is he not satisfied with?

Those who are content are always happy, Ning Wuqian is happy at this time, this kind of happiness can only be felt in girls, he and she are family, and he and they are also family now.

"Fool fool, your brother is back. A five-year-old girl facing Ning Wujian saw Ning Wuqian standing in the snow in a daze, and hurriedly patted Ning Bowu on the shoulder, staring at Ning Wujian with big watery eyes, and ran towards Ning Wujian.

"Brother without defects, brother without defects......"

Ning Wuqian is the doll king in the village because of his age, and among the more than ten children in the village, only Ning Wushuang of the village chief's family can compare with him, and the two have grievances because of this, but Ning Wuqian has the support of his stupid brother, and he can always overpower Ning Wushuang.

The fight between children is nothing in the eyes of adults, and they don't pay attention to it, plus Ning Wuxian is smart and sensible, and he is deeply loved by the villagers, they are all members of the Ning family, and the village chief can't do too much, so he has to tell Ning Wushuang to provoke Ning Wuji.

Hearing the little girl's voice, the child with the snowman turned his head to see that it was really Ning Wuxian and ran over happily.

"Brother Wufeng is back......"

"Wait, my mother said that Brother Wufeng is a monster and wants us to stay away from him. ”

A twelve-year-old boy suddenly stopped, remembered the advice of his parents at home, shouted, and hesitated, and the children around him listened to it, and they all slowed down, looking at Ning Wuqian suspiciously.

However, the little girl who ran at the beginning ran to Ning Wuji's side, and when she heard the voice behind her, she blinked her eyes timidly, and glanced at Ning Wuji, a little unsure what the monster was.

At this age, where do you know what a monster is, it is all made up by the adults in the family to discipline the children. Horror and horror, only eat children, and if you don't behave, there will be monsters to eat you at night.

"What's the matter, Xiao Yue'er doesn't know Brother Wuqian anymore?" Ning Wuqian squatted down and pinched the little girl's round face, because of the cold, she was red from the cold, staring at her big watery eyes, and looked at Ning Wujian again and again.

"My brother said that my brother is a monster. The little girl timidly glanced at the boy behind her.

Ning Wuqian naturally knew this group of children, smiled slightly, picked up the little girl in the exclamation of the children, and asked the children, "Do you know what a monster is?"

"I don't know how to ......"

"Mother said, I can eat people, and I only eat the ...... of unwell-behaved children"

"Isn't that so......"

Ning Wuqian grinned, showed an evil look, and ran towards the middle child.

"Run, youkai are coming......"

Seven or eight children were startled and cried out as birds and beasts. Ning Wujian ran to Ning Bowu's side before stopping, breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the child hiding behind the willow tree with his head exposed, and glared fiercely, the child was so frightened that he hurriedly hid it.

"Giggle......

Xiao Yue'er smiled happily in Ning Wuji's arms, clapping her little hands, in her opinion, how fun it was for Ning Wuqian to scare the children away, she didn't have that ability.

"Hey...... Hey hey ......"

Ning Bowu was also smiling, he didn't understand why these children had to run, but this didn't prevent him from being happy, in his world, there was no such emotion as being unhappy.

"Brother, I'm going home......" Ning Wujian said softly, not caring whether Ning Bowu understood his words, this was the only word that could express his emotions, go home, what a strange and kind word.

Ning Bowu looked at Ning Wuji, wiped his face, grinned, and smiled.

"Silly brother has become a big cat, giggle, brother Wufeng has become so tall......" Xiao Yue'er gestured with her little hand.

"Ning Xiaoyue, go home for dinner......"

In the village, there was a call, Xiao Yue'er heard it, and hurriedly broke free, ran to the village, ran for a while, and turned around, looking at Ning Wuqian with pure eyes.

"Brother Wufeng is really not a monster?"

Being looked at by that pure gaze, Ning Wuji's heart trembled, in front of such a pure soul, he really had no face to lie.

But regardless of whether Ning Wuqian answered or not, Xiao Yue'er had already run to the village, leaving only a childish voice.

"Regardless of whether Brother Wufeng is a monster or not, he is Xiao Yue'er's brother, even if it is, it is a good demon. ”

As the sun sets, according to Ning Wuji, the words just now echoed in my heart, is it a good demon? In this world, who can distinguish between good and bad, and how to distinguish between demons and people?

"Let's go, go home!"

Ning Wuqian looked at Ning Bowu beside him, carried the book on his back, and walked towards the village. Ning Bowu scratched his head, he only knew that as long as he followed Ning Wujian, as usual, he would follow forever.

Ningjia Village is not big, there are a total of forty or fifty families, all of them are members of the Ning family, and they are all a little scared when they see the stupid Ning Bowu and Ning Wuji.

Ning Wuqian greeted him cordially, they were all uncles and brothers, and besides, it had been more than a month since the incident, and the villagers also doubted how Ning Wuqian could be a demon, and their hearts were small, and they were a lot more enthusiastic.

Passing by the door of the village chief's house, the old village chief saw that Ning Wuqian came back and had grown so much taller, and secretly thought that Baiyunguan's food was good, so he smiled and took a few pieces of bread for Ning Wujian. Ning Wuqian can come back from Baiyun Temple, that monster is a ridiculous thing, in a few days, it will be the county test, and he will have a good relationship with Ning Wuqian in advance, no matter how it is calculated.

Although the old village chief is old, his heart is bright.

Ning Wuji's home is at the end of the village, which is close to the back mountain, and it was convenient for Ning Wujian and his father to go up the mountain to hunt in the past, and he was also the mountain keeper in the village, if there were wild beasts coming out of the mountain, they could also block one or two.

The low fence yard, a small vegetable patch inside, and three thatched huts, this is Ning Wuji's home.

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, looking inside, a rickety old woman was busy on the stove outside the house, heard the door ringing, did not look up, and said in a hoarse voice: "Wuhua is back, go to the stream to wash your face first, my mother stewed wild vegetables for you." ”

Bowu is the word, Wuhua is the name, and the fool is the nickname given by the people in the village to the stupid Ning Bowu, and he called it too much, so he forgot the name Wuhua, and only Ning's mother kept calling it.

Ning Wujian looked at the busy old figure, he had imagined such a scene countless times, and he didn't know how many words he called "Mom" in his dreams, but when it was really at this time, Ning Wujian found that a word was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't shout it, that kind of feeling made people feel so uncomfortable that they wanted to cry.

How many people sing "A child without a mother is like a grass", but how many people have experienced that feeling, and how many people don't cherish that family affection?

Mother, Mother, she is Mother!

Ning Wuji's knees weakened, and he fell to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse.

"Mother, the child is back, ...... back"

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