"Grandpa," Yunfeng looked a little pale and looked at Ling Li, shouting excitedly.
"You brat, what are you doing standing there?
Come here quickly!"
He looked sharply at the sturdy Yunfeng in front of him and shouted loudly.
Although Yunfeng is less than ten years old, his solid and upright figure gives people a sense of calmness unique to men.
Yun Feng slowly walked up to Ling Li, hugged Ling Li, Ling Fu, and Ling Fei, and shouted respectfully: "Feng'er has seen grandpa, grandpa Fu, and father."
"Well, not bad.
You've become stronger and taller.
I've seen your performance over the past year.
It's not in vain for the three of us to accompany you to drink the north wind in this mountain."
Li Li stretched out his big palm and said hard He patted Yunfeng, who had reached his chest, and said excitedly.
"Grandpa, you have caught all the monsters for me every night this year."
Although he knew that his grandfather was around, he could still think that these monsters this year could not all accidentally break into his resting place.
But he still asked.
"That's all their credit.
Ah Fu came up with the idea, and your father caught the monster."
Ling Li waved his hand indifferently and said.
"My child, thank you Grandpa Fu, father," Yunfeng said seriously as he looked at Ling Fu and Ling Fei behind Grandpa.
"You brat, you're so polite to your father," Ling Fei said with a smile.
"Feng'er, you were hit by that black man's tail just now, are you okay?"
Ling Fu walked up to Yun Feng, pressed his body gently, and said worriedly.
"It's okay, Grandpa Fu.
Hei Mang's power can't seriously hurt me."
Yunfeng moved his slightly numb arms and said with a smile.
He looked at Yunfeng sternly and said loudly: "Feng'er, we captured this black giant and gave it to you as a final test.
You won't blame grandpa, right?"
"How could it be?
Grandpa, Feng'er believes that everything you do today is for Feng'er's future.
If not, why would you have stayed with me in this mountain for nearly a year, suffering all the rain and dew?"
Yunfeng looked at Lingli sternly and said loudly.
"Haha, as long as Feng'er you can understand grandpa's painstaking efforts, no matter how hard your father, grandpa Fu and I work, we will still feel very relieved."
Ling Li said with a slight smile, looking at Yun Feng with a resolute look in front of him, Ling Li could imagine It is concluded that this child will definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future.
"Okay, father, let's go home first.
Feng'er must also really want to see his mother and Yu'er."
Ling Fei looked at his father and said loudly with a smile.
"I think you want to see Yu'er, let's go," Ling Li said loudly with a slight smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his sharp right hand quickly grasping Yunfeng's shoulder, his body shook slightly, and the two of them quickly flew away from the mountain.
Ling Fu and Ling Fei looked at each other and smiled, bent their feet slightly, and followed the sharp figure flying away from the mountain.
When the lamp was turned on, four figures appeared outside the gate of Ling Mansion in Ping'an Town.
"Sword Master is different.
He got home so quickly."
Standing in front of the Ling Mansion, looking at the majestic word "Ling Mansion" on the door beam, Yunfeng couldn't help but tease his grandfather.
"You brat, you dare to make grandpa's jokes, right?"
Looking at Yunfeng with a grin on his face, he patted his head sharply and said with a dark face.
"Grandpa, I'll go in first."
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Yunfeng said loudly, and he rushed into the Ling Mansion.
Over the past year, Yunfeng has really missed his mother and daughter very much.
When he thinks of his mother's reluctant eyes on the eve of leaving home, Yunfeng feels a little pain in his heart.
Yunfeng quickly walked through the corridor of Ling Mansion and stood in front of the door of his mother Yang Yu's room.
Just when he was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, he saw the door was opened from the inside, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl walked out of it.
Yunfeng recognized the girl in the red dress at a glance as Xiaohong, the maid next to her mother.
"Sister Hong, where is my mother?"
Yunfeng asked slightly anxiously.
"You are..."
Seeing the young man in front of him, whose clothes were a little torn and had a strange smell, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
"Sister Hong, I am Young Master Feng, you don't remember me."
Looking at Wei Hong's expression, Yunfeng knew that this girl must not have recognized him.
"Young Master" Wei Hong looked carefully at the young man in front of her who was half a head shorter than herself.
"Ah, young master, it's really you.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I haven't seen you for a long time, so I didn't recognize you at first."
Wei Hong said to Yunfeng apologetically, with a hint of embarrassment in her eyes.
"Haha, it's okay, where is my mother?"
Yunfeng asked loudly with a smile.
"Is Feng'er back?"
Hearing the familiar voice outside the door, Yang Yu hurriedly walked out of the back room.
"Mother" Yunfeng looked at the emaciated Yang Yu in the room, and her heart ached, and she saw her kneeling down in front of Yang Yu.
"It's so Feng'er, Feng'er, my mother misses you so much," Yang Yu quickly walked up to Yun Feng, stretched out her hands to hug Yun Feng and said excitedly, with two lines of clear tears falling from her beautiful eyes.
Quick slide.
Yang Yu turned her head and shouted toward the house: "Mom, come quickly and see who is back."
"Feng'er, it's my Feng'er who's back.
Hurry up and come to nǎǎi.
Let nǎǎi take a good look at you."
The old lady was supported by the maid and walked out.
She was seen waving to Yunfeng excitedly.
Yunfeng didn't stand up.
He crawled directly in front of nǎǎi on his knees and held nǎǎi's right hand.
The old lady pushed the maid away and stroked Yunfeng's head with her trembling left hand.
"nǎǎi, are you okay?
Feng'er misses you so much" Yunfeng hugged nǎǎi and said softly, his eyes filled with joy of reunion.
"Okay, nǎǎi is very good, but your mother has been missing you day and night.
Now that you are finally back, I will come over and talk to your mother more often when you have time, you know," the old lady asked softly.
"Nǎǎi, I can do it."
Yunfeng said seriously.
Yunfeng turned around to look at his thin mother Yang Yu and said loudly: "Mom, your child is unfilial and you are worried."
"Silly boy, how can a mother not care about her son?"
Yang Yu patted Yunfeng's head and said softly.
Since Yunfeng returned to the Ling family, the Ling family, which was originally peaceful all day long, has been filled with laughter.
Although Yunfeng still spends time practicing hard in the backyard every day, the lively atmosphere among the Ling family has completely disappeared.
It's the same, both the old lady and the young lady have that bright smile on their faces.
One day, only half a month after Yunfeng returned to the Ling family, the inside and outside of the Ling family were decorated with dazzling lanterns of all kinds, and the walls everywhere were cleaned.
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In the courtyard of the Ling Mansion, the There are dozens of eight-seat tables.
The faces of the servants and maids of Ling Mansion were also full of smiles.
It turns out that today is Ling Li's seventieth birthday.
Originally, Ling Li wanted to keep a low profile and just celebrate it as a family.
But later, I really couldn't stand the insistence of Ling Fei, Yun Feng and others, and finally decided to celebrate my seventieth birthday.
That night, the lights inside and outside the Ling family were brightly lit, and the dozens of Eight Immortals tables in the Ling family courtyard were also filled with guests.
Except for a few invited friends from the town, the others were all experienced people.
The nearby villagers of Ling Family Enhui.
Despite Ling Li's repeated orders not to allow anyone to bring gifts to the Ling family to celebrate his birthday, many villagers still brought precious animal skins from their own collections and gave them to Ling Li as gifts for his seventieth birthday.
Although Ling Li didn't want to accept these "expensive" gifts, he couldn't refuse them directly because of his face, so as not to hurt everyone's face, so he had no choice but to accept them first.
In the courtyard, Ling Li, who was dressed in gorgeous new clothes, was sitting at the top of the host's banquet.
He stood up, raised the bottle of wine on the table, and said loudly: "Everyone, today I am seventy years old.
Don’t give up, please come and congratulate me.
I would like to offer this glass of wine to all my friends sitting here.”
"Mr.
Jing Ling," everyone stood up, picked up their wine glasses, and said respectfully while looking at Li Li.
Mayor Qiao, who was standing next to Ling Li, hugged his fists and said loudly: "Today is your seventieth birthday, Mr.
Ling.
I, Mr.
Qiao, have the courage to offer you three bowls of birthday wine on behalf of all the folks in "Ping'an Town" and wish the old man good luck.
Good health and everything goes well."
After that, Mayor Qiao picked up the big wine bowl on the table and drank three large bowls of water and wine in one breath.
Since the Ling family arrived in Ping'an Town, they have been really safe.
Therefore, Mayor Qiao is sincerely grateful and admired for this extraordinary and kind-hearted Mr.
Ling, so he will also take advantage of it today.
A vigorous birthday banquet to express your feelings.
"Haha, Mayor Qiao is so polite.
Today is my Ling's birthday.
I didn't dare to disturb you, but the juniors wanted to be lively, so I had the audacity to invite everyone to come and get together.
Don't be polite today, Eat and drink well, come on, I'll toast you all with another drink," Ling Li raised his glass and said loudly.
The honest and honest villagers sitting around the tables all raised their glasses and said some auspicious words politely and sharply.
Although they were not good at speaking and used harsh words, Yunfeng was able to look at the sincere eyes of everyone. , we can see their respect for grandpa.
"Mr.
Jingling," Mayor Qiao shouted loudly.
"Old Master Jing Ling," everyone agreed in unison.
Yunfeng also cooked by himself, making a bowl of Chinese-style longevity noodles from the past life for today's birthday boy.
The old man was very satisfied with the meal.
Everyone also praised the old man Ling for his good fortune and a filial grandson
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