Starting from ten times Zhang Sanfeng’s talent, 159 Hidden Dragon in the Abyss
Meng Xiuyuan and Qiao Feng were chasing each other and competing for their leg strength, so they naturally moved very fast.
At just noon, the two of them had arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.
On a hill, the two of them stood still and took a short break to relieve their sweat.
Looking up into the distance and seeing the smoke and birds rising from the familiar village, Meng Xiuyuan and Qiao Feng felt very emotional, but they remained silent.
"Brother Qiao, when was the last time you came back?" Meng Xiuyuan suddenly broke the silence and asked Qiao Feng.
"Well, it must have been the Double Ninth Festival last year. I happened to go back to Luoyang to do some work, so I came back to see my parents.
Now that I think about it, it’s indeed been a long time.”
Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said with a little shame.
Since he joined the Beggar Clan, he has been busy traveling all over the world. Even though the chief helmsman of the Beggar Clan is in Luoyang, just half a day's walk from home, he doesn't come back often to visit.
Meng Xiuyuan shook his head and said to Qiao Feng:
"Then you are much better than me. Once I leave, there will be no news from you for seven years."
When Qiao Feng heard the sound, he didn't know what Meng Xiuyuan meant. He raised his head to see Meng Xiuyuan's expression. However, he saw that he had already left the place and was walking towards the village.
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"Let's hurry up. I see smoke rising from the uncle and aunt's house. They should be cooking."
Meng Xiuyuan's voice floated from the front.
Hearing the sound, Qiao Feng subconsciously gathered energy in his eyes and tried his best to look deeper into the village. Sure enough, he saw vague white smoke rising from above his house.
It was just that the distance was far away, and his vision was hazy and uncertain.
Seeing this, Qiao Feng couldn't help but sigh, this Brother Meng is indeed amazing in every way, even his eyesight is unusual.
But seeing Meng Xiuyuan walking away, he didn't have time to think too much and hurriedly chased after him.
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"Father, mother, we are back!"
Before he could even walk in, Qiao Feng greeted him home through the courtyard wall.
"Feng'er, it's Feng'er. Why are you back?!"
Two familiar and cordial greetings immediately sounded in the courtyard, and the voices were full of surprise.
Meng Xiuyuan and Qiao Feng walked very fast. When they walked into the courtyard, they saw Aunt Qiao squatting on the ground washing vegetables, while Qiao Sanhuai was bending down to chop wood and chop firewood. They didn't even have time to put down their work.
The two elders heard the sound at the courtyard door, looked up and saw Meng Xiuyuan following Qiao Feng. They all trembled for a moment, immediately dropped the things in their hands and ran over.
"Brother Meng?! You...you're back too?
Where have you been all these years? How come there is no news at all..."
Aunt Qiao pulled Meng Xiuyuan's sleeve hard, as if she was afraid that he would lose it again, and held it tightly in her arms. Tears already fell from her eyes after just two words.
Seeing his wife so excited, Qiao Sanhuai quickly stopped her and said:
"Old woman, what are you doing? Isn't it a good thing that Brother Meng is back? Don't cry so much.
I've said it before, Brother Meng seems to be a smart and blessed person, so how could anything happen to him?
That is to say, you, a woman, have no knowledge of others and are just thinking about it all day long."
Although Uncle Qiao was trying to persuade Aunt Qiao, as he spoke, his nose became sore and his eyes turned red. He quickly turned his head away so that Qiao Feng and Meng Xiuyuan could not see her.
"Uncle, aunt, I'm back."
Meng Xiuyuan looked at the much older faces of Mr. and Mrs. Qiao Sanhuai with tears streaming down their faces. He couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart and secretly cursed himself for being so heartless and lacking a lot of consideration.
If he had written a few letters before going to the Western Regions and asked someone to send them back every year, how could he have made the old couple worry about him so much for seven years.
He was standing on the hill just now, and the reason why he asked Qiao Feng what he said was actually because he was inspired by the scene. He had a little guess about the situation at this time, and he was a little timid about being close to home.
Now that I have actually seen this scene, I feel so guilty that it is hard to describe.
"Dad, Mom, let's go inside first."
When Qiao Feng saw this, he was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward to support Qiao Sanhuai and his wife and spoke softly.
To be honest, the scene before him really surprised him as a son.
Since he joined the Beggar Gang at the age of sixteen and rarely went home, Qiao Feng only knew that Meng Xiuyuan had helped take care of the family for several years, but he did not know that his parents had such a deep relationship with Brother Meng.
Looking back now, it's no wonder that every time he went home over the years, his parents would ask him to find ways to find out about Meng Xiuyuan in the world, hoping to have accurate information whether he was alive or dead.
Although Qiao Feng gave instructions to the Beggar Clan disciples every time, he did not take it as a big deal. He just thought that the two elders were kind-hearted.
Seeing his parents sobbing like this at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.
"Yes, yes, let's go inside first.
Brother Meng and Feng'er have come back from a long way, please let them have a rest first."
Qiao Sanhuai quickly wiped away her tears secretly, nodded and said loudly.
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In this not-so-spacious farmhouse, Meng Xiuyuan took out the gifts he had bought in advance from his bag one by one. However, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife only glanced at them briefly before focusing their attention back on him.
"Brother Meng is getting more and more handsome, but unfortunately he has lost some weight and is not as strong as when he was a child..."
"Hey, Brother Meng has always had a big appetite. He often doesn't have enough to eat when he goes out and sleeps in the open air."
The old couple looked at Meng Xiuyuan up and down for a long time, looked at each other, and looked a little worried in their eyes, and asked Meng Xiuyuan tentatively.
Meng Xiuyuan was delighted when he heard the sound, thinking about the spirit fish and spirit fruits he had eaten in Green Valley over the years, and couldn't help but explain:
"Uncle and aunt, I have lived a good life these past few years. I have never been hungry.
The delicacies I ate were so delicious that even Brother Qiao, the leader of the gang, would not have had the chance to eat them, not to mention you, the second elder.
If it weren't for the inconvenience of carrying it, there are actually many good things, and I would like to bring them back for you to try."
After hearing this, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife became less and less convinced when Meng Xiuyuan boasted so powerfully. They shook their heads and looked at each other again, and then stood up together in a tacit understanding:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Brother Meng, Feng'er, you have a good rest. We will go to the field to pull some vegetables, and then go to the entrance of the village to get two pots of wine and come back."
You don't have to worry about the rice burning in the pot, you'll be fine when the firewood goes out."
Qiao Sanhuai and his wife knew that Meng Xiuyuan and Qiao Feng didn't know how to cook, so they patiently asked.
When Meng Xiuyuan and his wife heard this, they didn't want the old couple to run errands, so they both said that they could just go by themselves. However, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife had a very tough attitude and insisted on going by themselves, leaving Meng Xiuyuan and Qiao Feng to rest in the room.
Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan and both men could see that Qiao Sanhuai and his wife had something on their mind, and they were hiding it and didn't want to tell them, so they couldn't force it and could only nod their heads and watch the two elders go out.
After a while, Aunt Qiao came back first carrying a few vegetables, and greeted her as soon as she entered the courtyard:
"Feng'er, come out and help me get some water from the well. I need to wash the vegetables I picked."
After Qiao Feng heard this, he immediately got up and left the house. Meng Xiuyuan also wanted to go out to help, but was persuaded by Aunt Qiao to come back, so he had to sit at the table in a daze.
Unexpectedly, a moment later, a rustling whisper came from outside the hospital.
"Feng'er, when you come back this time, do you want to stay overnight and then leave?" Aunt Qiao lowered her voice and asked Qiao Feng in a low voice.
"Yes, mother, what's wrong?" Although Qiao Feng was a little surprised when he saw this, he subconsciously imitated Aunt Qiao and also lowered his voice.
"Well, your father and I just discussed some things. Since you are in a hurry to leave, I will tell you now..."
Aunt Qiao seemed to be hesitant when speaking, but after a moment, she continued to ask:
"Feng'er, did Brother Meng have any conversations with you on the way back? Has he had a hard time outside these years?
Did you come back because you couldn't survive in the world anymore?"
Qiao Feng was stunned when he heard this, and after a moment he whispered:
"No, mother, why do you think so?"
Aunt Qiao's voice was low and she said to Qiao Feng:
"Although your father and I don't know each other, we are both experienced, so we can naturally tell.
Brother Meng must have failed to make a name for himself in these years outside and must have been desperate.
Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been able to find him after searching for him for so many years.”
When Qiao Feng heard this, he quickly explained to Aunt Qiao:
"Mom, you misunderstood. Although Brother Meng does not have a reputation in the world, he is quite capable.
His martial arts skills are probably still above mine.
And didn’t you also see that he came back with so many gifts for you?”
When Aunt Qiao heard this, she didn't believe it at all and said to Qiao Feng:
"Feng'er, why did you help Brother Meng lie to your mother?
How could he be better than you after only practicing martial arts for a few years?
And most of those things were purchased with your help."
Qiao Feng was about to explain when he heard this, but heard Aunt Qiao say very firmly:
"We can all see clearly where there are fake things.
The green robe that Brother Meng is wearing and the leather boots on his feet were all bought by us back then.
It has not been changed for so many years.
Tell me, if Brother Meng was living a good life, how could he not even have a second set of clothes?"
As she spoke, Aunt Qiao's voice became more and more lamenting, and she continued:
"There is also the sword in Brother Meng's hand. Your father and I were deceived by the blacksmith Liu in the town and spent unjust money on it.
It was only in the past two years that we found out that Blacksmith Liu was just bragging about how he knew how to fight long swords and weapons.
There was a martial artist who was passing by and bought a long knife from him. It broke within two days and he immediately came back to settle the score with him.
Blacksmith Liu's shop was smashed, and he was beaten until he lay in bed for half a year without being able to get out of bed. Just because of this, he was too guilty to report to the official because of his guilty conscience.
Tell me, if Brother Meng is really capable, how can he still hold such a broken sword after seven years have passed?"
Qiao Feng was speechless for a moment when his mother said this.
He never thought that Meng Xiuyuan's behavior was so different.
Seeing that her son was silent, Aunt Qiao became more and more sure of what she was thinking. She took a breath, pondered for a while and then said to Qiao Feng:
"Feng'er, there are some things that your father, as the head of the family, can't say to you. Only your mother can tell you.
I hope you listened and don’t blame me.”
"Mom, how could I blame you?" Qiao Feng replied quickly.
"Well, that's good." Aunt Qiao's voice hesitated, and she seemed a little embarrassed to speak, but she finally made up her mind and said:
"Your father and I have discussed that since Brother Meng is back alive, we can't ignore him.
We are old and have no abilities. We have accumulated some wealth over the years, and most of it is the property you brought back to honor us.
Originally, these should have been reserved for you to get a wife and have children.
But now, even if we, the old couple, feel sorry for you, we want to carve out some of it for Brother Meng to start a family..."
When Qiao Feng heard what Mrs. Qiao said, he knew that she had a deep misunderstanding. However, seeing how determined and serious she looked, he couldn't explain it for a while, so he could only smile and said:
"Mom, what are you talking about? When did I, Qiao Feng, ever care about those external things..."
Upon hearing this, Aunt Qiao interrupted her son before he finished speaking:
"Feng'er, listen to mother.
Mom knows that you are capable and don't care about this.
Even the masters in Shaolin Temple often praise you as a great hero and a great hero.
But it’s really your parents who can’t forgive you for this, so you’d better make it clear.
The things in this house, no matter how much or how little, whether they are good or bad, should be left to you.
But Brother Meng has had no father or mother since he was a child, and he is not as lucky as you to be able to learn martial arts from the eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple.
If the two of us don't care about him anymore, no one will care about him that day.
So you should be more considerate, and if there is an opportunity in the future, try to help him..."
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Meng Xiuyuan, who was sitting in the room, naturally heard what Qiao Feng and Aunt Qiao said.
At first, when he heard Aunt Qiao talking about his clothes, leather boots and long sword, he felt a little funny. He secretly thought that he deliberately kept this outfit as a souvenir, but the old couple misunderstood her.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But after hearing the end, the smile on his face gradually faded and he took a deep breath.
The simple and sincere concern of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife exceeded expectations.
Comparing this with the fact that he had ignored and ignored his wife over the years, Meng Xiuyuan felt even more guilty.
If you think about it carefully, maybe he was reincarnated, so he naturally had the mentality of Meng Shaoxia, the "Purple Sky Divine Sword", and only focused on the magic secrets and top masters in the world of Tianlong.
During the dull time he spent living in this small village, he just regarded it as a dragon lurking in the abyss.
Therefore, although they are grateful to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife for their deep kindness, they are far less profound than when they faced Master Zhang Sanfeng in the previous life.
Thinking of this, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but sit there blankly, with mixed feelings in his chest.
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At noon, wine and food were already placed on the table at Qiao Sanhuai and his wife's home.
Everyone came to the table one after another, pushing cups and changing cups, with faces full of joy. Only Meng Xiuyuan's expression remained a little deep, as if he had something on his mind.
Seeing this, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife originally wanted to ask, but they were afraid of hurting Meng Xiuyuan, so they had to repeatedly persuade him to eat more vegetables and drink more wine.
Meng Xiuyuan ate three pancakes, two plates of food, and drank a large bowl of rice wine. Then he suddenly raised his head and said to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife:
"Uncle, aunt, it's my fault over the years. I completely forgot to send back the news, which made you two worried."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife quickly shook their heads and said that seeing Meng Xiuyuan return safely was better than anything else.
Meng Xiuyuan shook his head, waved his hands, and said again with a serious face:
"I have been away from home for many years, and my martial arts skills have been perfected. When I come back today, I must repay the kindness you and my elders have shown me.
You just treat me as the same as Brother Qiao, send me as you please, and don't let anyone see me outside."
As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan stretched out his hand to grab it, and a small bundle on the cabinet three feet away immediately flew towards him.
I unpacked the baggage and poured it out, and there was a lot of silver.
"Uncle, aunt. I originally had some things to do, but now it seems that those are not important anymore.
I will take you away early tomorrow morning.
Let's go to Jiangnan and find a place with pleasant scenery and quiet environment to stay well.
I will definitely let you two live happily ever after and live a long life."