Poison man is hard to tame

Chapter 85
Her appearance at this moment is like the woman from many years ago, eating the porridge he cooked, serious and peaceful.

The red rhododendrons are in full bloom all over the mountains, like red dust for ten miles. The little boy in crimson red clothes is running on the mountain road like red brocade. The wind blows over the mountain road like red waves rolling. After a long time, when he saw a small courtyard surrounded by layers of fences not far away, the original coldness in his eyes faded instantly, and a look of joy appeared on his face that had been tightly pressed.

The old queer tree in front of the house remained unchanged, the vegetable fields within the fence were the same as when he left, and the eaves of the small wooden house in the center of the yard were still covered with a large wisteria flower. The young man looked at all this. , but just stood there blankly without moving.

It was the homecoming day of the year again, and in that place like a purgatory, what he was looking forward to all the time was from the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month to the sixth day of the first lunar month.

Seven days, there are only seven days in a year.

Still staring blankly at the small wooden house not far away, after a while, he moved and walked over step by step.

Walking to the old locust tree at the door, the delicate hand under the redwood stretched out, but there were a few scars on the palm that had just scabbed. He touched the bark of the tree, rubbing the long-lost Roughness.

"Little master, since you're here, why don't you go in?" Huyou's deep voice rang out from behind his eardrums, and a black shadow quietly landed behind the boy.

The boy's hand paused, and a bloodthirsty emotion instantly appeared in his eyes. He withdrew his hand and turned to look at the people behind him. The eleven or twelve-year-old boy was not tall, so he could only look up. Even though there is a difference in stature, the man in black can clearly see the coldness and murderous intent in the young man's eyes.

The boy didn't open his mouth to speak. Of course, the man in black knew how bad his mood was at the moment, so he turned around, "The master told me that if the little master forgets the time this time like last time, he won't treat the little master again." Be polite, and you won't be polite to the people in that room."

The exquisite phoenix eyes suddenly showed a fierce murderous intent. The young man looked at the back of the person in front of him, raised his hand, and stretched out his sleeve, carrying [-]% of his strength, and rushed to the person in front of him. The speed was as fast as leaving a bow. Arrow...

"Ding..." The man in front suddenly drew out his sword when the silk struck, and the two inner forces collided together. The silk was picked up by the sword and made a crisp sound, and then returned to the boy's sleeve.

The young man's face froze, he raised his hand to touch his chest, and tried his best to suppress the blood that was about to gush out of his throat.

"Little master, if you don't want the people inside to see that something is wrong, it's better not to do it, it's rare to come back, just have fun for a few days."

After leaving such a sentence, the figure of the man in black rushed forward, and disappeared after a while.Only the young man in the crimson-red shirt was left in place, looking at the direction he left with cold eyes.

After staying in place for a while, he turned around and looked ahead, his eyes softened, and then, step by step, he walked into the small courtyard that he had remembered for a long time.

"Qingyan, why hasn't Yin'er come back yet? Today is the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month." A gentle and kind woman's voice came from the cabin in front of him. It was the voice he missed for a long time, "He only It took seven days to come back, and then there was a long waiting time, and I finally looked forward to today, why hasn't he come back? I made his favorite dumplings."

"Ma'am, maybe I was delayed on the road for a while, and I should be back soon." Another gentle female voice came from the room, and then there was a sound of rolling wheels. The boy's eyes were looking at the door, Hearing the conversation in the room, a sourness flashed across his eyes.

Not long after, a white skirt was exposed at the door, and after that, a finely crafted wheelchair appeared. On the wheelchair, a woman in her early thirties gently turned the two wheels of the wheelchair with both hands, waiting for her Moving to the door, the moment he raised his eyes, he saw a red figure walking slowly in front of him, with a warm smile on the young man's delicate face.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she called out in surprise, "Master?"

"Ma'am, come out and see who is back!"

Seeing the woman in the wheelchair shouting joyfully with her head turned back, the boy smiled lightly, and then walked up to her, "Aunt Qing, how are you and your mother?"

"We are all fine, but Madam misses you very much." Hearing what the young man said, the woman sighed slightly, and then said, "Young Master, you don't have to be bothered by this. Madam said, you only need to take care of yourself and don't worry about the future. I will always be with you." With her around, she won't be lonely."

"Thank you, Aunt Qing." The young man smiled and nodded towards her, lowered his eyes to hide his strange emotions, then got up and walked into the house, but before he entered the door, a thin figure in an elegant long dress stood in the next moment. in front of him.

The woman's black hair is tied in a woman's bun, and her simple and elegant dress can't conceal her beauty at all. Her thin and fragile skin is almost transparent in white. She has a pair of eyes that are comparable to the clear springs in the mountains. The warmth that can't help feeling good, the body wrapped in a plain white dress is a little thin, this is a woman who is not stained with dust, she is so beautiful that no one dares to desecrate her.

The young man looked at the familiar facial features and figure in front of him, his eyes were moist unconsciously, but he was speechless.

"Yin'er, why aren't you happy to see your mother?" The woman smiled softly, approached him and bent down, raised her fair hand to stroke his cheek, with longing and joy in her warm eyes, "Finally it's still On the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, you are back."

After speaking, he took the boy into his arms.

In the long-lost embrace, the boy raised his head to force back the tears in his eyes, trying not to let himself shed tears.

Seeing them, he should smile.

"Madam, you see that you have been thinking about it all the time, isn't the young master back?" The woman in the wheelchair looked at the mother and child hugging each other, and smiled, "Madam, are you happy now?"

The woman smiled and turned to look at her, "Naturally I am happy."

"I'm not happy to see my mother and Aunt Qing, but I'm a little hungry." The boy raised his head and said to the woman, "I really miss the dumplings at home."

"Then come and eat." The woman said with a smile, turned around and entered the room. Seeing this, the boy smiled contentedly, and then walked behind the girl in the wheelchair, pushing her into the room.

"This cabbage and pork dumpling is not as delicious as your father's, but every family eats this during Chinese New Year, so my mother also made this." In a simple room, three people sat around the table, and the woman will The dumplings on the large plate in the middle of the table were put into the boy's bowl one by one, "If you are hungry, eat more, did you come here without eating all the way? Don't do this in the future."

(End of this chapter)