Those words that had been suppressed for a long time were finally released by the young man at this moment.
He looked at Mr.
Zhou with sour tears in his eyes: "This must be the last time I call your mother.
This time I come back."
I was just saying goodbye to you, but I didn’t expect that you had already paved the way for me to follow.”
Zhou Yifan's throat was choked and his tears could no longer be suppressed.
The salty and wet liquid containing many emotions flowed along the sharp corners of the eyes, along the sides of the cheeks and nose, and then, as expected, flowed into the young man's slightly open mouth.
At this time, Zhou Fan realized for the first time that the taste of tears was not only salty, but also indescribably bitter.
"That's good.
It also saves me from having to worry about you and my brother all the time when I learn alchemy from my master in the future.
I can have food and drink in other people's homes, and I will never think about being hungry like now.
When the time comes, my mother will be there anytime.
If you want to eat bird's nest, you can eat it, and if you want to apply any kind of ointment, someone will buy it for you in advance.
You can still live as well as you did when your father was here."
However, Mrs.
Zhou suddenly looked over, and it was the first time she really looked at Master Zhuo since he appeared in the courtyard.
"Fan'er, what did you just say?
You said that you were accepted as a disciple by the alchemist?"
Zhou's voice suddenly became sharper, more of it due to excitement.
She turned to look at the man beside her inquiringly: "Master Zhuo, did you hear clearly?
My son just said that he was accepted by the alchemist.
Wrong?"
Mr.
Zhuo nodded blankly, "It must be right.
Because I heard it too, but I didn't expect to be so lucky."
At this time, Zhou Yifan saw the two people's reactions, but his initial joy could no longer be found in his heart.
It turned out that after he spoke for such a long time, the only thing my mother could hear were the words "Alchemy".
In this way, it can be easily judged that in her mind, her son's disappointment and sadness are not more important than "becoming an alchemist disciple".
Could he also think this way: If he couldn't come up with something to talk about today, his mother might not even want to say a word to him.
After Zhou Yifan has grown so big, this is actually the first and only time he confronts the Zhou family head-on.
In the past, he never even said serious words to her.
The reason was very simple.
Zhou Yifan was always taken by his father to teach him.
The only chance he could see Mr.
Zhou every day was to go and greet him.
That short moment.
Therefore, the image of mother always has a gentle and warm smile in Zhou Yifan's eyes.
But now reality tells him that everything he saw before was fake, including this mother "I was spotted by an alchemist who was passing by here.
She planned to take me away.
If nothing else happens, I will never come back here again in my life."
Zhou Yifan was talking nonsense.
God knows why this innocent young man could say such things.
He would never have dared to think of the same lie before.
The boy's small body stood upright in the center of the small courtyard.
Even though the ground was littered with dirty mud stains and grains of wheat mixed into the mud, the determination on his face still looked so stubborn.
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