The 'fourth brother' finally came to his senses and waved: "You go to Baixiangzhou and wait for me first. I have some things to deal with."
There were doubts on everyone's faces.
Why did something suddenly happen? Aren't we on a mission?
The fourth brother frowned and suddenly shouted coldly: "Now! Immediately! Immediately! Let's go!"
He actually gave the order directly.
"yes!"
Everyone did not dare to be negligent, stood up and saluted, obeyed the order, turned around and flew away.
But the fourth brother waited until everyone was gone and out of sight, then turned around and hurriedly chased him the way he came.
He stepped directly onto the road and flew up, as fast as a shooting star, with his target being Fang Che.
Fang Che and Ye Meng moved forward without any hesitation. Just now, he could detect with his consciousness that a group of people passed by him in the woods.
Therefore, he stopped humming, opened his eyes, urged his horse forward, and started joking with Night Dream.
"The song you sang just now is very nice."
Ye Meng pursed her lips and smiled: "Some heroic, some vicissitudes, but full of sonorous spirit and masculinity."
"Yeah?"
Fang Che smiled and said, "Then I will sing to you often in the future."
"OK."
Ye Meng smiled happily.
She was really willing to listen to it, but the melody of the song and the calm and heroic meaning in it were only suitable for men. If a woman sang it, although it couldn't be said to be a waste of the song, it would be too feminine and too masculine.
insufficient.
I feel a little regretful.
Just then.
"call out!"
The sound of wind in the sky and the sharp momentum made people think of a sharp arrow passing overhead.
Fang Che frowned.
Together with Yemeng, rein in your horse and stop.
Keep your eyes focused forward.
A black shadow flashed past, and a figure in black stood prominently in the middle of the road.
He is eight feet long and looks like a big, burly man.
Standing on the earth, it is like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.
It's just that his temples are gray and his hair is also a little gray, giving him a slight feeling of a "hero in his twilight years", but it's not very obvious.
Because this person's momentum is astonishing, and when he moves, he is still like a surging iron stream of thousands of troops advancing.
It is irresistible, and those who stand in its way are invincible.
Behind it is a broad sword, the hilt of which is twice as thick as an ordinary sword hilt.
He stood on the ground in front of the horse, his eyes fixed on Fang Che's face.
There is nothing condescending in his eyes, nor is there any hostility or murderous intent.
There was only a deep sense of uncertainty and a faint, forcibly suppressed surprise.
Fang Che was riding on the horse, his eyes suddenly flashed with confusion, and he cupped his fists and said: "This senior, for some reason, blocked my husband and wife's way?"
The square-faced man frowned and said, "Husband and wife? Is this your wife?"
"certainly."
"Congratulations."
The square-faced man actually laughed and said: "I didn't expect that meeting a young couple this time can be regarded as fate... Congratulations to the two of you for getting married. May you live a happy life."
"Thank you."
Ye Meng watched from the side, feeling a little weird.
This person must be a senior martial artist. With this kind of momentum... there are few people I have ever seen who can match it...
But when this person talked to Fang Che, he was a little weird.
Very humble, very peaceful, even... vaguely flattering.
The fear of offending is not only a matter of friendship, but also has other connotations, such as...respect?
Could it be... from the Demon Cult?
But he obviously doesn't know Fang Che either...why?
And Fang Che felt strange looking at this square-faced man.
He could guarantee that he had never seen this person before. But for some reason, when he saw this person's face, he suddenly felt a sincere kindness from the bottom of his heart.
Instinctively, I feel that this person is trustworthy and worthy of getting close to.
It's even worth living and dying for him!
why is that?
The confusion in Fang Che's eyes just flashed across his eyes, and then he regained his clarity.
Bingche Lingtai, activate it with all your strength to maintain the calmness of the inner lake.
He had already guessed it.
I'm afraid this person is an old acquaintance of my previous life?
Comrades? Comrades? Brothers?
Fang Che sighed sadly in his heart. Not only was his memory missing, but even if he remembered it completely, he couldn't recognize him.
The square-faced man looked at Fang Che's face and said tentatively: "I am the fourth brother in the Xiajiang Shangou family. May I ask your surname?"
"I?"
Fang Che smiled and said, "It turns out to be Senior Jiang, my surname is Fang."
"Surname Fang?"
The square-faced man's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he said without blinking: "What a coincidence, my boss is also named Fang."
Fang Che smiled: "That's a coincidence."
"Dare I ask for your name?" Jiang Shangou asked.
"Fang Che!"
"Fang Che?"
The look in Jiang Shangou's eyes suddenly dimmed a lot, and he said: "Could it be that he is fighting against the No. 1 king in the world who is the leader of the King of the Only Self Orthodox Church? Fang Che, the general deacon of Baiyun Continent?"
"I can't take it seriously. Those are all rumors. This junior is just performing a mission."
Fang Che said humbly.
The divine light in Jiang Shangou's eyes dimmed a lot again, and he forced a smile after a while: "Mr. Fang is so polite. You go out to fight to protect the mainland with pride and pride, defeating the demons and taking the lead. You deserve to be the number one king in the world!"
Fang Che said calmly: "Senior, you have given me too much praise."
Jiang Shangou was silent for a moment and said, "Mr. Fang, I dare to ask a question."
"Excuse me."
"What's the name of the little song you just sang?" Jiang Shangou's eyes looked firmly at Fang Che's.
What's your name?
Fang Che actually couldn't remember it no matter what.
He could only smile apologetically: "I really can't remember this."
He said he couldn't remember it, but Jiang Shangou's eyes suddenly lit up and he said: "Then...since he can't remember it, how could Mr. Fang sing this song?"
This problem makes even Night Dream feel that something is wrong.
You can sing but don’t know the name?
Fang Che said: "I really can't remember it. I just heard someone sing it, so I randomly learned a piece of it, but I didn't ask for the name of the song."
"Where did Na Fang always learn this tune?"
Jiang Shangou has a tendency to break the casserole and ask the question.
"I remember it was in Tiandu. During the martial arts competition last year, I went to Tiandu. At that time, I heard someone singing this song on the roadside. It sounded very nice and the rhythm was excellent. So I followed it and learned a few
sentence."
Fang Che's face was calm.
"Tiandu?"
A look of doubt appeared on Jiang Shangou's face, and he murmured: "Why would anyone sing this song in Tiandu?"
Fang Che said: "This, the juniors don't understand. Is this song very important to the seniors? Or is there something involved in it that prevents others from singing it?"
Jiang Shangou grinned awkwardly and said: "It's not that I can't sing, but this song is from hundreds of years ago. I didn't expect that there are still people who can sing it now. When I suddenly heard it, I couldn't help but be filled with emotion."
He smiled bitterly and said: "This song was first spread by our boss. At that time..."
There was a look of recollection on his face: "... At that time, the brothers were about to go to the battlefield to perform a mission. An old acquaintance of the boss, a musician... came to where we lived. After hearing that we were about to go through life and death, this time
When it was not possible to come back, the musician was very emotional, and his inspiration came to him on the spot, and he wrote this piece of music for us."
"Then all seven of us brothers can sing."
Jiang Shangou said: "When we returned from that mission, we were not dead, but the musician had already passed away."
"This piece of music is the last gift he left to us."
"Since then, it has become our brothers' exclusive song. Not many people have heard us sing it."
Fang Che couldn't help but ask: "This piece of music is very nice, why doesn't it spread out? Only by spreading it out can everyone remember the name of this musician."
Jiang Shangou coughed and said: "If it hasn't spread, there is no reason why it has spread."
"oh……"
In this case, it was inconvenient for Fang Che to ask.
Jiang Shangou looked at Fang Che's face and said: "My boss likes this song very much. He will sing this song every time he is happy, drinking, or sad. Even when he has nothing to do, he will sing this song."
Singing quietly alone."
Fang Che affirmed: "This song is very nice. When sung, it is very powerful, heroic, and manly! There is no complaint, no fierceness, it seems calm, but there are thunder and lightning in it."
"This is a good song."
Jiang Shangou said: "My boss said the same thing."
Fang Che nodded: "That's it."
He said: "If seniors want to know how this piece of music came out, you might as well go to Tiandu and check it out."
Jiang Shangou was silent for a moment and said: "There are seven of us brothers, and we call ourselves Big Dipper Lord. I am the fourth eldest and hold the highest position in the world."
"It turns out to be the monarch of heaven."
Ye Meng said.
Fang Che was stunned for a moment.
Sovereign of Heaven.
This name was very familiar, and it made him think of Meng Hejun involuntarily, and Meng Hejun's father, Yaoguang Lord Meng Chuxing.
A familiar feeling constantly hits the brain.
Jiang Shangou looked at Fang Che's face and said hesitantly and uncertainly: "What can you think of?"
His voice was dry.
His expression was tense.
"I seem to have heard of it, and it seems a bit familiar to me."
Fang Che tried his best to calm down his spirit, frowning and said: "Because, when I was studying at Baiyun Martial Academy, the previous mountain chief was called Meng Hejun. It seems that she was the daughter of a monarch."
The gull on the river felt as if a ladle of cold water had been poured on its head.
He still didn't give up, looked at Fang Che and asked, "Are you going home?"
"Yes, of course I want to go home."
Fang Che laughed and said, "No, during this period of rest, I will take my wife home to see you. Is Senior Jiang going to be a guest at my house?"
"OK."
Gull Road on the River.
Then he frowned and said: "It's a pity that I still have a mission. I can wait until I come back to be a guest."
Fang Che couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly.
Asking you to be my guest is just a courtesy, but you are really going.
"Then, Senior Jiang is welcome to come at any time."
"Well, since you are always welcome, where is your home?"
This heavenly monarch is actually very serious.
And there was no embarrassment at all, I just asked it openly.
If it were someone else, if they asked you to be a guest but didn't take the initiative to tell you their address, it would simply mean that they don't welcome you. Why would they ask?
But Jiang Shangou asked.
And he asked very carefully.
Fang Che said helplessly: "My family is in Bibo City, the Fang family. Once you enter Bibo City, you will know it after asking around."
"Bibo City, Fang Family."
The gulls on the river chanted silently.
Then he was afraid that he would forget, so he cut off a piece of bark with his sword and stabbed five words on it: Bibo City, Fang Family.
Then he brought it to Fang Che: "Look, are they these five words?"
Fang Che looked at the bark of the tree in front of him speechlessly.
Is this the case for you?
He pinched his nose and said, "Yes, those are the five words."
"That's good."
Jiang Shangou smiled slightly and said: "I will go to Tiandu. My wife's home is in Tiandu, and she is waiting for the boss to settle accounts every day. Back then, my boss said she was as fat as a pig, as stupid as a donkey, as short as a tank, and as ugly as
My wife is very angry."
"Well……"
Fang Che said speechlessly: "Then you, the boss, have such a venomous mouth... You look so heroic, not ugly at all, you are a very handsome man."
"I think so myself."
The gull on the river laughed, with thoughts and doubts flashing in its eyes.
Then he said: "In that case, I will leave and look forward to seeing you again in the future... Er, Mr. Fang, are you still working in Baiyunzhou?"
"Yes, still in Baiyun Continent."
"Then we will have a lot of contact in the future." Jiang Shangou smiled: "Have a safe trip and go home quickly."
"Then I wish you a safe journey."
"good!"
The gull on the river laughed loudly, flew up, and disappeared in an instant.
Fang Che and Ye Meng continued to move forward.
After the two of them left for a long time.
A figure flashed on the tree nearby, and the gull on the river stood there again.
Looking at the road spreading out in front of him, he frowned and looked thoughtful.
There was confusion in his eyes: "I don't feel familiar at all... Moreover, this manner of speaking is not very different from the boss's bitchy mouth..."
"You didn't react at all when you saw me? This shouldn't happen, right?"
"Very weird."
"After this mission is over, I have to go to Tiandu. It happens that the second brother is the mountain leader there, and the third brother is the deputy mountain leader. Could it be that the second brother and the third brother drank and sang, and people listened? Did the news spread?
"
He shook his head, and felt that it was a bit ridiculous to doubt just because he could sing this song.
Because although not many people know this song, there must be tens of thousands of people.
Back then, it was just seven of my brothers singing at the top of their lungs, and I don’t know how many people heard it...
But it’s true that I haven’t heard anyone sing this song in hundreds of years.
"After discussing with the second and third brothers...if necessary, we will come to Bibo City again."
He stood there and thought for a long time, then finally flew up and chased the team from a distance.
Fang Che and Ye Meng drove out fifty miles before they started talking.
"That person just now is actually the Monarch of Heaven. I can't believe that, but his demeanor is a bit strange."
Night dream.
"I feel like a psychopath too."
Fang Che said speechlessly: "I just gave in... Do you want to be a guest? I actually agreed immediately. I gave in firmly..."
Ye Meng covered her mouth and laughed, and said: "But many seniors in the world have such a straightforward temper and are very serious. This is normal."
Fang Che spread his hands: "What can I do if it's not normal?"
"Giggle..." Ye Meng laughed.
"It's just that his attitude toward me makes me feel weird. I always feel like I've recognized the wrong person."
Fang Che frowned and led Ye Meng's thoughts to another path: "Does he think I am his old friend?"
Ye Meng's eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "Don't tell me, this is really possible."
After thinking about it carefully, he said with certainty: "I'm afraid that's true. And he should be a descendant of his boss."
"I think so too."
Fang Che nodded, and then once again led Ye Meng's thoughts to a more remote path: "Yemeng, tell me, my father who I haven't met... the father whose name I don't even know, is he a high official?"
Ye Meng suddenly rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"I told you not to think about this. If you were really a high official...our mother wouldn't still be in Bibo City now."
"What you said makes sense."
Fang Che sighed and said, "You said if he was really a high official, why would my life be so difficult?"
Ye Meng pursed her lips and didn't want to speak.
Difficult for you?
You are so difficult that the whole world will envy you, right?
It was an easy journey and we arrived at Bibo City.
But I found that the entire Bibo City was decorated in red and colorful from the city gate, and everything looked festive.
The two of them were surprised. Which wealthy family had a wife?
Such a scene? Even the entire Bibo City was decorated?
At the city gate, someone recognized Fang Che and immediately cheered: "Master Fang Che, the best king in the world, is back!"
Suddenly, there was a roar and the city gate was filled with water.
Fang Che had a dark look on his face.
What's going on?
I don’t even know why I’m so popular…
After asking, I found out that people from the Bibo Town Guards Hall and the Southeast Headquarters had been here and brought many rewards to the Fang family, as well as a very impressive banner and a medal...
And he personally hung a plaque on the door of Fang Mansion: Home of Mainland Heroes!
The signature is actually the Guardian Headquarters!
This incident shocked the entire Bibo City. It is said that Fang Che's uncle Fang Zhenghang almost fainted from happiness several times that day...
He opened his mouth and laughed continuously, and he actually choked himself with laughter twice...
Now the front gate of Fang's family has almost become an attraction in Bibo City.
So Fang Zhenghang was overjoyed and hung the entire Bibo City with red flags, red flowers and red lanterns.
Fang Che felt distressed hearing this level of prodigality.
This is a city!
This is a city with millions of people!
This is not a street, uncle, how can you spend more money than me? It’s such a waste!
Moreover, Fang Che knew his uncle's temper. As soon as he was in a good mood, he started to help the poor throughout the city, opened various porridge stalls outside the city, and then went everywhere to give gifts...
Candies and copper coins were scattered out one by one for free...
After looking carefully, there are indeed porridge tents on the left and right sides of the city gate...
Not many people come here to eat or drink.
"Why aren't there many people in Zupeng?" Fang Che was surprised.
"In recent years, with the development of the Fang family, the head of the Fang family has continued to spread his wealth, and many people have also had the opportunity to work... Therefore, there are fewer and fewer poor people around Bibo City. We can't even talk about being rich.
Yes, but at least every family has some surplus food."
"This is all the result of the good man Fang Dashan."
The guard looked admiring.
Fang Chedu felt warm in his heart and laughed from the bottom of his heart.
My uncle is really a person, no wonder the business is getting bigger and bigger, at least he is not stingy at all...
Surrounded by people.
Fang Che and Ye Meng arrived in front of the house together.
Fang Zhenghang had already greeted him with a loud laugh, his face glowing: "Hahaha... my great nephew is back..."
My aunt was following her, and kept complaining in a low voice: "Stop haha, what if you haha again? Don't scare the child..."
Fang Che didn't know about this, so he asked: "What does it mean that haha has passed?"
So my aunt introduced me.
Fang Che was shocked and said: "My uncle is a great master of martial arts, how can he still laugh so hard that he can't breathe? What, what's going on?"
‘I am a mighty martial arts master’ is exactly what Fang Zhenghang kept saying in the past few years.
It's just that since Fang Che and Fang Qingyun have broken through to the master level, Fang Zhenghang has never said it again.
Hearing this sentence again today, my aunt immediately rolled her eyes and said: "Arche, your uncle is just an ordinary grandmaster. After that, there are great masters, and innate grandmasters, and then there are generals, and above them are the generals."
Martial commander, those above Wu marshal are Wuhou, and those above Wuhou are your current king level. Your uncle is just an ordinary grandmaster... It's so difficult for you, and he can still say the word "dignified". It's embarrassing and humiliating.
Dead! Do you really think your aunt is stupid?"
Fang Zhenghang's face suddenly turned red, and he said with a red face: "You, you, you... you are a woman, what kind of martial arts do you know... I am, I am an ordinary grandmaster, I am the head of the Fang family... I, I,
You must have misunderstood."
Mrs. Fang curled her lips and said, "I don't understand martial arts, but I can still tell who is bragging... Do you think I'm stupid?"
Fang Che said hurriedly: "Auntie killed the duck? Auntie killed the duck, so I will have a good meal tonight."
My aunt also laughed and snorted: "Yes, your aunt killed the duck, and killed your uncle, the stupid duck."
Fang Che helped his aunt home and said, "Uncle, you can't kill this duck. Let's kill it with another one. Aunt, what do you think of my cousin's duck?"
My aunt rolled her eyes and said, "Your cousin's duck has been stupid for a long time. If you eat him, he will become stupid. Forget it, I won't kill him tonight."
"Hey hey hey..."
Fang Qianyi followed with a smile and said: "This little brat only comes back to flatter his uncle and aunt. He doesn't care about me as his own mother at all. He is really unfilial."
Fang Che turned around and said, "Your daughter-in-law, Ye Meng, is supporting you. She's still being called unfilial. How about you throw her away?"
Fang Qianyi grabbed Ye Meng's arm with a bright smile and said, "How can I get rid of such a beautiful daughter-in-law... Let's go in and have a drink!"
Then Fang Zhenghang stood at the gate and started shouting: "...each family will send rice...send salt...send..."
"Your uncle has started to spend money again... Hey, when something good happens, he stands at the gate and shouts "Send, send, send..."
My aunt sighed, but she had a smile on her face.
Fang Che said: "But our family is getting better and better, isn't it? It means that uncle's gift is good!"
My aunt smiled brightly and said, "My aunt is a woman and doesn't know much about important matters. She just feels a little distressed when she takes out the food at home. Although she knows it's getting better and better, she can't help but feel distressed."
"But you don't object, do you?"
"How can I object to your uncle's decision?"
"That's right. Our family is prosperous, thanks to my uncle having you as his virtuous wife."
The aunt immediately became very happy and took Fang Che's hand and walked in: "My eldest nephew is still good at talking, promising, handsome, and good at talking..."
That night, Fang Mansion held a grand banquet.
Fang Che clearly felt that his status was different from last time.
When he returned home from the martial arts academy for the first time, he was a 'promising family genius'.
When he returned home for the second time, he became the ‘hope of the family’.
Today is the third time I have gone home. Now I have become the ‘family supporter’. This feeling is extremely obvious.
The uncle and several uncles who were responsible for assisting with daily work came over to toast and were very careful with my mother.
This is obvious.
Except for the eldest uncle who can still maintain the dignity of an elder, the other uncles are obviously shorter.
Fang Qianyi was overjoyed, but she was also a little embarrassed. She felt a little uncomfortable as her status suddenly changed to that of the Queen Mother.
But that kind of glory and honor, that kind of "I gave birth to my son! I gave birth to my son!" attitude can't be concealed at all.
Face flushed.
A wife is honored by her husband, and a mother is honored by her son.
Fang Qianyi is now at the stage where mother is more important than son.
That is the feeling of great perfection in life.
His mother was a little proud, even a little carried away. But Fang Che didn't give any reminder. He knew that this was the highlight of his mother's life.
Perhaps this highlight moment will last for a long, long time in the future.
But once you get used to it, you don’t think it’s a big deal. Only today is the real big day!
Just let her be as happy as she wants!
No matter what.
On the contrary, Fang Che checked Fang Zhenghang's pulse specifically.
Because even though Fang Zhenghang's master-level cultivation level is not high, it is extremely abnormal to laugh so loudly that he can choke himself with laughter.
I was shocked to see this.
It turned out that Fang Zhenghang had worked so hard over the years that his body had long been exhausted.
The main reason was that the Fang family was in recession in the past few years and was suppressed from all sides. Fang Zhenghang's situation was difficult to describe. The Fang family didn't even have a general, so they couldn't withstand it.
I have to work hard everywhere to support my family. After more than ten years of living like this, I will be exhausted both mentally and physically.
The whole person felt like an empty shell.
It was the elixir that Fang Che brought back last time that replenished him.
But it is also approaching the stage where the oil is exhausted.
Fang Che was shocked and quickly gave him several bottles of elixirs to nourish his body.
He also used the power of immeasurable scriptures to circulate in his body for twelve weeks to strengthen his foundation.
He personally took action to release the power of the elixir, and transformed it into the essence and integrated it into the meridians.
He directly dissolved one-tenth of the Danyun Divine Pill in water and gave it to Fang Zhenghang to drink - any more would be unbearable.
Only then did I feel relieved, and my hands started to sweat.
Although my uncle's cultivation level is not high, he is a really nice person. He cares deeply about the other person, and there is nothing to say about his kindness.
So Fang Che cherishes this family relationship very much.
If it were anyone else, Fang Che would consider it, and he might not come up with it in the end.
But Fang Zhenghang needs ten or twenty pills, and Fang Che is willing to give them up!
He melted one-fifth of the remaining part of an elixir into a bowl and gave it to Fang Qianyi to drink. Fang Qianyi was now a first-grade martial arts commander and could fully withstand the power of the medicine.
There was also a very small amount, which I gave to my aunt to drink.
The rest plus a complete one were given to Fang Qianyi to keep.
After my aunt drank the tiny amount, she couldn't hold on any longer. Her face flushed and her head was sweating. Night dreams helped to resolve the drug's effect.
Everyone else looked at it, although they were envious, they were not jealous at all.
There is no way to ask for it.
This made Fang Che very satisfied.
Naturally, he did this to help his elders recuperate their bodies, but when does recuperating the body not work? Does it have to be done in public?
Another purpose is naturally to see the character of these people.
Now that I have tested it, I feel a lot more relieved.
There must be selfishness. Everyone has it, there's nothing you can do about it.
But the scene was passable and basically nothing happened.
What's more, I'm shaking myself.
That night, Fang Qianyi got drunk.
After returning to his small courtyard, he pulled Ye Meng to talk to Fang Che in a daze.
A smile on his face.
“So happy!”
Fang Qianyi tossed and turned with a smile on her face: "My son! I gave birth to him! Hahaha..."
"I've made a difference, I've really made a difference..."
Fang Qianyi sat in a daze, then suddenly fell down on the bed, smiling drowsily: "Arche, I dreamed of your father last night."
Fang Che was stunned: "Did you dream about my dad? What is he doing?"
Fang Qianyi murmured a few words, but there was no movement, but he had already fallen asleep.
A drop of clear tears fell from the corner of her eyes.
It was like seeing my husband in a dream.
She was telling her husband: I raised my son very well. Now that my son has grown up, he is a hero in mainland China just like you.
Ye Meng gently covered Fang Qianyi with the quilt.
Sigh softly.
Go out quietly.
Fang Che was already standing in the yard.
Standing with hands behind hands, looking at the sky and the universe.
The night is as cool as water, the wind is as light as a dream, the moon shadow is whirling, and the starry sky is high.
Yemeng came to him quietly.
Fang Che stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms and slowly walked to his room.
"It's not been easy for my mother these past few years."
Fang Che frowned slightly, thinking about Fang Qianyi's past years, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Miss Fang went out to explore the world, disappeared suddenly, and came back two years later, but she came back with a child? Or was she pregnant?
Fang Che had never heard anyone say this before.
However, no matter which one it is, Fang Qianyi's life is not easy.
A single woman, giving birth to a child out of wedlock.
Moreover, who the husband is is still kept secret and has never been mentioned.
Even if you just imagine, you can still imagine the kind of turmoil Fang Qianyi faced during those days.
After giving birth to a child, but without her husband's family, she can only live with her parents' family, which is another big difficulty.
She worked hard just to raise her children, went out to do tasks for her parents' family, traveled around the world, and went through life and death.
Just so that he can be looked down upon by his parents' family, and his children can be looked down upon by his parents' family.
Keep enduring, enduring...
Fortunately, there is a big brother like Fang Zhenghang who always protects my sister.
Otherwise...it's really not certain whether Fang Qianyi can survive until now.
It lasted until Fang Che's original soul dissipated, and the current Fang Che replaced the original Fang Che.
Fang Qianyi's life gradually became better.
Then it was a step-by-step journey to the glory we have today.
Thinking about it makes you sigh.
In such a social era and in such an environment.
How difficult it is.
Fang Che felt a little sad when he thought about it.
But thinking about this, he remembered his own experience again.
It just feels like a dream, like a reality, like an illusion.
Did he really come here six hundred years ago? Is he really not the same person as the original Fang Che?
Have you awakened Su Hui? Unified your soul?
Am I me, or the me six hundred years ago? Or the me six hundred years from now?
Fang Che had many questions lingering in his mind.
If I were me six hundred years ago, then why have most of my memories disappeared?
But if I wasn't, where would the remaining memories come from?
These questions are like a tangled mess.
Ye Meng heard his words and felt Fang Che's pity for his mother, and said silently: "Actually... Mom is happy that you have today. She may have suffered a lot, but from today's point of view,
She will also feel that all the hardships she endured were worth it."
"No matter how hard the past was, the most important thing is the happiness of the present."
Ye Meng said: "From now on, my mother can live in the glory and happiness of the moment every day. This is the most important thing."
She meant something.
I mean, how great would it be if you were always so competitive and always brought glory to your family? Then is the identity of the Demon Cult really that important?
Fang Che suddenly became enlightened, feeling the doubts in his mind and the gloom in his heart suddenly dissipating.
He smiled and said: "Yes, the important thing is the present. Living in the present and being happy all the time is the right thing to do."
He looked up to the sky and smiled, saying: "I don't care about the past or the future, but I am Fang Che now."
Ye Meng pursed her lips and smiled and said: "What you are saying is that if you are not Fang Che, how can you still be a tiger?"
"Yes, yes, I am Fang Che."
Fang Che laughed loudly, picked her up by the waist and entered the room despite Ye Meng's screams.
…
Early morning of the second day.
Fang Qianyi got up early.
Her son has liked eating leek dumplings since he was a child, so she went to buy Reiki leeks early in the morning and started chopping the fillings.
I also bought fat and thin spiritual animal meat.
Start to show off your skills.
Originally, these maids could do it, but Fang Qianyi had to do it herself because it was done by someone else and was not done by her mother.
After a busy morning, I neatly arranged a dozen bamboo trays and more than two thousand dumplings.
The maids all laughed: "Madam, your bag is so big, the young master can't eat it, right?"
Fang Qianyi smiled with satisfaction: "If you can't eat one meal, eat two meals. If you can't eat two meals, seal it with ice spiritual energy and take it back to Baiyun Continent to eat."
"Madam is thoughtful."
At noon, the gluttons broke out.
The uncle sent someone to invite him to a banquet, but he refused. He hungrily guarded the stove to light the fire, waiting to eat dumplings.
One person ate ten large plates!
Belly is round!
Patting his belly, he made the sound of ripe watermelon "dong dong" and said with satisfaction: "It's delicious. I'm full after this meal!"
Fang Qianyi was both angry and funny: "Hold on, you should eat less..."
Then he turned around and looked at the rest, there were still a thousand or so.
I actually ate half of the meal!
He frowned and said, "I'll buy some tomorrow and wrap it up for you. You can seal it with ice spiritual energy and take it back. When you want to eat it, let Ye Meng make it for you."
"good."
Fang Che agreed immediately.
Then Fang Qianyi began to teach Ye Meng: "You need to pay attention to cooking. Although there is no skill, it does require mood. It's not just that you can eat it when it's cooked. It's best to do it with happiness and expectation.
...It’s good to cook."
"Because...the taste of food cooked by a happy woman is different from the food cooked by a resentful woman."
Yemeng listened obediently.
Full of agreement.
Although this sentence sounds mysterious, it seems to make sense if you think about it carefully.
After the meal, the family drank tea.
Fang Che asked the biggest question in his mind: "Mom, you said...did you dream about my dad last night?"
Fang Qianyi was a little embarrassed and said, "Well, I dreamed about that heartless guy. I dreamed that he told me that he would be back soon."
As he spoke, he smiled and said: "After all, it's a dream, and you can't be sure."
Fang Che said: "I didn't ask about my father when I was little. Who is he? What's his name? Why is he so mysterious?"
Fang Qianyi hesitated for a moment, then asked the maid to go out and closed the door.
He lowered his voice and said: "That person of your father, I always feel very mysterious. We met during the martial arts experience together, and we went out with my best friend... However, that best friend was from another family, and she was a little tolerant of me.
Evil intentions. But I didn’t know anything at the time..."
"Then I met your father. He looked very ill at the time. He didn't expect to live long. I took care of you out of compassion, but that woman actually drugged me... That's when...
"
Fang Che frowned.
How could the family feud in Bibo City have reached such an extent? Even the relationship between two teenage best friends was filled with such vicious designs?
"What happened next?"
"Later, after your father found out about this, he chased the woman for three hundred miles with a sword and killed her with one strike of his sword!"
Fang Qianyi's face showed sadness.
"good!"
Fang Che couldn't help but cheer: "The killing was decisive and neat. I didn't expect that my father is still a person."
"Of course your father is a person, but he was weak at that time. I don't know why, he was often so weak that he couldn't even stand up. But I can tell that if he wasn't so weak, he should be a very strong person."
"Later, when he was at his weakest, he couldn't move. I had no choice but to plant a reed and live there to take care of him. But at that time, a few demons came. Your father was too weak to stand up, but he couldn't stand up.
When I was about to be killed, I suddenly jumped up and killed the devil cleanly with three swords. But he himself never stood up again after that."
Fang Che sighed.
After hearing this, he basically understood.
My father must have been seriously injured, and it was an extremely serious injury that damaged his origin; so he needed to rest. And in the final desperate attempt to kill the enemy, he had to use his ultimate life-saving origin power.
But once that power is used, he himself is basically finished.
"What's my dad's name?"
Fang Che asked.
"He said his name was Fang Xiaoxiao."
At this point, Fang Qianyi burst out laughing: "Goose goose..."
"Fang Xiaoxiao..."
Fang Che was also speechless.
A grown man, with this name, ugh, it really makes me, as a son, unable to complain.