Time passes slowly in the mountains, and in this snow-capped mountain with the same color as the world, the space is also stagnant.

The only thing that makes people feel the changes in time and space are the two children running and fighting in the yard.

Lu Shanmin sat on the threshold, adjusting his internal energy and slowly repairing the injured meridians, while watching the two children laugh and fight.

Looking at them is like seeing their childhood self, as well as their childhood big blackheads and little girls.

In the snowy winter, they also play snowball fights, hide and seek in the yard, chase and play. In the snowflakes, their smiles are equally cheerful, clean and pure.

Grandpa was sitting on the bench at the door and looked at them with a smile, saying, "One was sitting on the threshold, smoking a dry cigarette, rubbing his feet above the brazier, and Old Huang stood at the door of his house with a stern face and looked from a distance."

At that time, they were like these two children in front of them. They did not know the sufferings of the world, did not feel sad about their own poverty, did not envy the prosperity of the outside world, did not worry about today, or worry about tomorrow, laughed just laughed, and cried like crying, laughing freely and crying happily.

The two children threw snowballs back and forth, having a lot of fun playing. They didn't realize that their reactions and strength were far superior to their peers.

Hua Niuer bent down to avoid the snowball thrown by Erdan. Before he could stand up again, the snowball in his hand hit back. Erdan twisted his waist and stuck out his butt, and the snowball flew past him and hit Lu Shanmin with a bang.

The little girl stood there as if she was stunned, her face turned red.

The little boy cheered gloatingly, "Hua Niu'er hit someone, Hua Niu'er is so awesome"!

The little girl was already thin-skinned, and when the little boy made such a fuss, crystal tears emerged from her bright eyes.

Lu Shanmin patted the snow slag on his body, smiled gently, grabbed a handful of snow from his feet, held it in his hands, and slapped it at the little boy, signaling to smash it with a snowball. Then he said to the little girl: "Do you want me to avenge you?"

The little girl stirred her fingers uneasyly and nodded blankly.

The little boy twisted his butt at Lu Shanmin, turned around and said provocatively: "You can't hit me," he said.

"Bang"! Before he finished speaking, the snowball hit his face. Xue Zhazi slapped him in the face, and many more entered his mouth.

The little girl who was still sobbing just now giggled with joy. Seeing Lu Shanmin looking at her with a smile, the little girl quickly held back her laughter, making her cheeks bulge like two eggs stuffed.

The little boy spitted several times before spitting out the snow slag in his mouth, pointed at Lu Shanmin with his waist and said, "No, I'm not ready yet."

The little boy retreated backwards to the center of the yard, no longer smiling, but stole a horse like a decent stance. His tender face was serious and serious that was not consistent with his age, and he "started again".

Lu Shanmin grabbed the snow from the ground again, squeezed a snowball, weighed it in his hand twice, and smiled, "Are you ready now?"

"bring it on"!

"Bang"! As soon as the words fell, the snowball hit his face again, and his body had not yet had time to move a little bit.

The little boy's embarrassment once again made the little girl giggle.

The little boy raised his sleeve and wiped his face. After being shocked, he was full of dissatisfaction. "No, I was distracted just now." As he said that, he glared at the little girl, "Hua Niuer, don't laugh."

Hua Niuer pouted, looking like she deserved it.

Lu Shanmin smiled but said nothing, and pinched a snowball again.

The little boy continued to retreat. After stopping, he seemed to feel that it was not far enough, so he took a few more steps before he stole the horse.

"Come again"!

"Huh"! This time, the little boy finally saw the snowball flying over, very slowly, so slowly that he could see the trajectory of its running in the air, but the next second, with a bang, the snowball still hit his face.

The little boy stood there blankly, and with his cognition, he had no idea why he could not escape.

This time the little girl did not laugh, but looked at Lu Shanmin in surprise.

Lu Shanmin once again pinched a snowball and threw his hand up gently. After falling down, the snowball fell on his index finger and rotated quickly.

The two children had never seen such a skill, and they both stared at the spinning snowball with wide eyes.

After all, a child who was only five or six years old, the boy's dissatisfaction and anger were instantly replaced by the surprise brought by this scene.

"How did you do it?"

Lu Shanmin raised his hand and raised his hand. The snowball flew towards the center of the yard. With a bang, the snowflakes scattered like fireworks.

"Do you want to learn"?

The little boy nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and ran to Lu Shanmin quickly.

"think"!

The little girl also walked timidly to Lu Shanmin, "I want to learn too."

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In the backyard of the Tian family's mansion, you can often hear the sound of wooden fish beating.

As the sound of the door opening sounded, the wooden fish's knocking paused, and then continued to sound.

The old man glanced at the room that was so simple that it was not colorless, and finally landed on Miaoxiang who was sitting on the ground.

"I remember when you were a child, you loved colorful things the most. The skirts should be embroidered and the shoes should be red. When you go out, you must wear a green bow on your hair."

"What you love to do most is to decal yellow in front of the mirror. There is no one in the room that can't go out for an hour. I remember one time our whole family went out for a trip, and because you missed the train, your elder brother and second brother complained for several years."

The old man smiled, pulled the stool and sat down, "But that's all complaining, but in fact they all love you very much in their hearts."

"If the Tian family is a big tree with lush branches and leaves, you are the most beautiful flower on the tree."

"pity·····"

The old man paused for a moment, looked at his daughter who closed his eyes slightly while beating Mu Yu while chanting scriptures, and didn't know how to continue.

"Miaomiao, how many years have we not spoken"?

The old man asked and replied: "It's been thirty years, and it's been thirty years. In thirty years, tall buildings have been built on the ground and the vast seas have turned into mulberry fields. Can't you resolve your resentment towards me?"

The sound of Muyu stopped. Miaoxiang finally opened his eyes and looked up at the old man. In her memory, his hair was still black, but now it was completely white. His chest was upright, but now it was a little hunched. His face was smooth, but now wrinkles were piled up like gullies.

The ancient Buddha of Qinglan has been unable to completely erase the ties of the world after all.

Miaoxiang's lips moved slightly and murmured: "You are old."

The old man showed a happy smile on his face, "Thirty years have passed, can he not grow old?"

Miaoxiang lowered his head slightly and did not look at the old man's face again. "I thought..."

The old man said lightly: "Do you think I only have family interests in my eyes without you as my daughter"? "Who can be ruthless without plants and trees? Your position in my heart has never changed, it's just..."

Mysterious singer sang Amitabha Buddha, "It is just that the two benefits are more important, and the two disadvantages are less important. Compared with the overall interests of the family, sacrificing a daughter is worthy of sacrificing a daughter. You don't need to explain, I figured out this truth very early."

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "I miscalculated. One is a famous lady in the capital, and the other is a vulgar villager in the mountains. I didn't expect you to have true feelings for him."

"You didn't expect that the Yamano Village man you looked down on would look down on the daughter of your famous lady in the capital, so that your plan to control him through the beauty scheme failed, forcing you to take the risk of killing and robbing people."

If it were in the past, the old man would have been furious about his daughter's sarcasm, but now, there is no anger in his chest, only sighing.

"It seems that you still have hatred for me in your heart."

Miaoxiang closed his eyes and put his hands together, "The donor has been worried too much, and the monks have pure six senses, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, so where does the hatred come from?"

The old man's face was full of loss, and he slowly stood up on the table with his hands.

"I originally wanted to hear you call me dad before leaving this world. It seems that I was delusional."

After saying that, the old man staggered towards the door. He walked very slowly, as if he used all his strength in every step.

Miaoxiang's eyelids twitched for a moment, opened her eyes, looked at the old man's hunched body, opened her mouth, and made no sound.

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Walking into the front hall from the backyard, the old man happened to meet Tian Heng, who was in a daze.

"Back"?

Hearing the old man's voice, Tian Heng came to his senses, "Grandpa".

The old man walked past Tian Heng with his hands behind his back, "Is there any news about your father?"

Tian Heng moved aside and followed the old man. "No".

"Oh, don't look for it if you don't have it. Put your mind on your work, that's what you should do."

Tian Heng paused for a moment, his heart also shook for a moment, and he quickly followed the old man's steps.

Before he could speak, the old man continued, "No one in the Tian family can compare to the entire family." The old man stopped, "including your father and me."

The old man's words blocked Tian Heng's depression.

"Grandpa, I want to meet my ancestors."

The old man looked back at Tian Heng, "Why"?

Tian Heng's eyes were firm, "I want to make a breakthrough in martial arts."

The old man half-closed his eyes, revealing a majestic cold light, "It's because you were defeated by Lu Shanmin"?

"I want to defeat him"!

The old man snorted coldly, "It's not him that you want to defeat, but yourself. I asked you to practice martial arts since childhood to cultivate your perseverance, not to train you to become a martial arts master. The head of the Tian family is to waste his roots and end the world. You disappoint me so much."

"I···".

"With this mind and leisure, go and spend more time with your sister-in-law. A superb chess player must leave a way out for yourself. Don't underestimate your sister-in-law, and it may not necessarily be a part of the Tian family."
Chapter completed!