A black and white spiritual light flashed across the sky.
In the aura, Cheng Buzheng looked down at the familiar fields.
Lean less.
The spiritual light stopped in the sky above Chengjia Village, but no villager noticed anything strange in the sky.
Cheng Bu Zheng saw that the whole village had undergone tremendous changes.
The original rows of thatched houses have been transformed into houses with wooden structures.
Although life in the village seems to be much richer, the population is smaller than before.
In particular, Cheng Buzheng frowned when he saw that his house was occupied by three courtyard houses.
Cheng Buzheng, who usually doesn't show his emotions or anger, shows how unhappy he felt at this moment!
He also wanted to know which mortal dared to occupy the foundation of his house.
Cheng Buzheng knew clearly that his parents valued the foundation, and even if they tried to sell it, they would not sell it.
This foundation is the lifeblood of the two elders.
Where there is a foundation, there is a home!
This has always been my father's mantra, and the foundation is also the thorn in my father's heart. Even the mother, the head of the family, cannot make my father take a step back on this matter.
Vast spiritual consciousness spread.
At the same time, Cheng Liu, who was chatting with the two elders, suddenly felt a huge threat!
The hair on my whole body stood on end, and my back was wet unknowingly.
Just when he was about to salute the senior who didn't know where he was.
Suddenly, Cheng Liu felt happy and seemed to have thought of something, but he made no move and continued chatting with the two elders absentmindedly.
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at the same time.
Cheng Bu Zheng stood in the void, and the frown he had frowned before unknowingly relaxed.
When he saw that his parents were still close to each other and that they had obviously not suffered any disaster in recent years, he finally felt relieved.
Although my parents are old now, I can still see a trace of their original appearance in their faces!
Nowadays, my parents, who are very old, have been able to live as long as human beings after taking the bone-detaching pill, but they cannot stay young forever!
When Cheng Buzheng saw the three courtyard houses in his family, he also knew that his eldest brother's descendants had developed very well in recent years, and now even three courtyard houses had been built.
As for the second-level Qi-training monks surrounding his parents, they should be the elder brother's descendants.
This small monastery cultivated the secrets that he had left behind.
I just don’t know which generation this little guy is from. He must be six or seven generations below his eldest brother!
Cheng Buzheng noticed that the little guy's back was wet and murmured:
"It seems that this little guy has felt the consciousness just now!"
Thinking of this, a smile flashed in Cheng Buzheng's eyes.
immediately.
Cheng Buzheng took a breath, swayed, and disappeared into the sky.
Siheyuan, a small courtyard in the backyard.
Cheng Jiang, who was chatting with Cheng Liu, noticed an additional figure in the courtyard, and then asked Cheng Hanzi beside him:
"Old man, is that Ergou?"
Cheng Hanzi, who had his eyes narrowed on one side, said casually without raising his head:
"Old lady, I think you are crazy about Ergou!"
"Everything looks like two dogs, not to mention there are only three of us in the yard, how can there be anyone else!"
Hear the words.
Mrs. Cheng Jiang seemed to nodded in agreement. There had been too many similar scenes before. Then she wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and looked again.
"Huh···"
"Old man, this is not an illusion!"
"Er Gouzi, really Er Gouzi, you can see his appearance has not changed."
Cheng Jiang stood up tremblingly and walked towards Cheng Buzheng.
Cheng Buzheng, who didn't know how to speak at first, felt so sad when he heard this and couldn't bear it anymore.
"Bang!"
Cheng Buzheng knelt down and said sadly:
"Father, mother, my unfilial children have come back to see you!"
Cheng Jiangshi's tears unknowingly moistened her turbid eyes. She came tremblingly in front of Cheng Buzheng, squatted down, touched Cheng Buzheng's face with her rough hands, and cried out:
"Two dogs!"
"It's so hard to miss you for my mother!"
"You are finally back, you heartless person. Do you know how many nights my mother woke up from her dreams?"
Cheng Jiangshi hugged her head and cried while patting Cheng Buzheng on the back.
Cheng Buzheng choked up and said:
"mother····"
"It's the child's unfilial piety that makes you suffer!"
"My child, I won't leave when I come back this time. I will always stay by your old bed."
When Mrs. Cheng Jiang heard Cheng Buzheng's promise, she sobbed:
"real?"
"Yeah!" Cheng Buzheng nodded heavily.
"Good boy, as long as you have this intention!"
Mrs. Cheng Jiang helped Cheng Bu Zheng up and comforted him:
"My mother, now I can see you before closing my eyes, I am satisfied!"
"I can't delay your business."
Mrs. Cheng Jiang adjusted Cheng Buzheng's clothes and looked intently at the person she was thinking about day and night!
Cheng Buzheng noticed his mother's trembling hands, and he could clearly feel that his mother's words were insincere.
He also knows that every parent in the world doesn't want their children to be around, but they all choose to let go for the sake of their respective futures.
--Mother hands line, wandering clothing.
Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return!
Cheng Buzheng looked at his mother's wrinkled face, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and choked:
"It's okay, mother, it's okay!"
"My son came back this time just to be with you."
Hear the words.
Mrs. Cheng Jiang tightened Cheng Buzheng's hands, a smile appeared on her face, and she murmured:
"That's good, that's good!"
Then she seemed to have thought of something, and said worriedly:
"Er Gou hasn't eaten yet!"
"Mom, let me cook your favorite dumplings for you."
Mrs. Cheng Jiang was afraid that her son would starve to death.
She has obviously completely forgotten that her son is an immortal!
At this time, in her heart, her son was still the little man acting coquettishly in her arms.
He is not a revered immortal master outside, nor is he a cultivator with great supernatural powers. In her heart, he is still her dearest son.
Cheng Buzheng did not refuse. He knew that no matter what he said at this moment, it would be useless. Likewise, he did not want to offend his mother!
Decades of waiting!
How difficult it is!
Cheng Buzheng didn't want to make his mother unhappy, not even a little bit.
Mrs. Cheng Jiang took Cheng Buzheng's hand and walked towards the back room.
"Old man, go boil some water quickly."
She pulled Cheng Bu Zheng and said to Cheng Hanzi.
Seeing Cheng Hanzi holding the wooden stick in the corner, Cheng Jiang's face changed and he said angrily:
"Old man, if you dare to touch my son today, I will fight with you!"
As she said this, she protected Cheng Buzheng behind her, like an old hen protecting its young, and looked at Cheng Hanzi angrily.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng quickly persuaded his mother to stop and said:
"Mother, the child really deserves to be punished."
"Don't blame Dad!"
But Cheng Jiang ignored it and looked at Cheng Hanzi angrily.
Faced with the pressure from the head of the family, Cheng Hanzi chose to throw away the stick he had been polishing for decades and whispered:
"Can't I go and light the fire?"
After saying that, he walked towards the back room!
Cheng Jiangshi is like a naughty old lady:
"snort!"
"That's pretty much it. With my wife here, no one can bully my son!"
"Ergou, mother will cook your favorite pork dumplings."
"My mother's skills have improved a lot over the years."
Cheng Bu Zheng nodded in response.
Cheng Liu, who was standing on one side, also knew why every time he came here, all he ate at Grandma Taizu’s place were dumplings.