Lord Yunzhong in Douluo

Chapter 26
It's getting brighter and it's a new day.

An old man with white hair slowly opened his eyes, got up from the bed with some difficulty, picked up his clothes from the bedside, put them on, leaned on the crutches that had been with him for more than ten years, and walked out slowly. Room.

"Whoo~"

What a beautiful day again, the old man breathed the morning air and carefully observed the color of the clouds in the sky. Years of experience told him that today was another sunny day, just right for going out.

Walking slowly to the dining room, the old woman had already prepared breakfast and was sitting at the table, waiting for him to come to have breakfast.

The old man stepped forward, sat on the chair, and began to eat slowly.

After so many years, his wife's cooking still hasn't improved much. When they first got married, he said that more oil can be added to cooking at home. Her man is capable, so she doesn't need to save so much. Add more oil and eat well. It's better, and it has strength to work.

But his wife doesn't think so.When she was young, she said that to be healthy, she ate so much oil at a young age, and when she became fat and sick, she would have no strength to work.

The old man believed it at that time. After all, he was the pillar of the family, and no matter what, he could not fail.

Later, when I got older and the children in the family grew up, I didn’t need to work by myself anymore. The old man thought, now he should be able to eat more oil.

Who knew that the old woman had something to say again, she said, Mr. said that people should not eat too much oil when they are old, otherwise they will be so high, in short, it is not good for the health, she has taken care of the old man for most of her life, and she has not been taken care of by the old man , You can't let the old man leave early, or you will lose money in this life.The old man has to live for a long time, so that when he has no strength to work, there is still this bad old man who can take care of himself.

This made the old man have no temper at all, and could only follow his wife's orders.

The lives of old couples are always flat. During breakfast, neither of them spoke, just like that, quietly and slowly, finished breakfast.

After eating, the old man stood up, picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the table, put them into the bowl basket under the table, picked them up, and walked into the kitchen. It was time for him to wash the dishes.

Now the old woman cooks at home, and he is responsible for washing dishes and cleaning.

This is what the old woman learned from her husband. She said that men and women are the same. Before he worked hard outside, she naturally did all the work at home.But now, the elderly don't have to go out to work, so they have to share some housework, otherwise it will be too comfortable, and she will get old age, so she doesn't want to make her wife stupid.

The old man stood by the sink, skillfully picked up the bowls and chopsticks, washed them clean, and set them up.

Looking at the clean and tidy dishes in front of him, the old man nodded with satisfaction, as expected of me.

Looking back, the old man suddenly saw the old woman leaning against the kitchen door, looking at him.

"You should go to Mr.'s house today, right?"

The old man nodded: "Yes, it's time to pass today."

Six years ago, Xiao Yun asked him to do it.So every other week, he would go there.

Although I don’t really need myself there, after all, people in the village spontaneously go to Mr.’s house to clean it every day.

However, what he promised Xiao Yun would naturally need to be done, so he would still visit there regularly.

The old woman handed him a big lunch box.

The old man took it, but he was also a little strange: "Why did you give me the lunch box, I will come back before lunch every time."

The old lady shook her head and said very seriously: "I had a dream last night. I dreamed that my husband came back. You can go and see today. If he comes back, you can have a good meal with him."

The old man felt a little funny when he heard it. This was not the first time the old woman said that.But the old man still nodded to his old lady, with a smile on his face: "Okay, if I see Mr. today, I will definitely have a good chat with him. Mr. is a great benefactor of our village."

After all, the old man carried the lunch box and leaned on a crutch, said goodbye to the old woman, and walked slowly to the husband's house.

The husband's home is in the outskirts of the village, so the old man needs to walk a long way, but the old man does not feel tired and tired.

Every time he walks this section of the road, the old man will thank him once in his heart.

On the field beside the road, there are rows of ridges and waterwheels, these are taught by the husband, and the husband also taught them arithmetic, astronomy, geography, and a lot of other knowledge.

The old man is getting old, and he can't remember many things clearly.

Walking on the road, the old man found that the village today is very different, with many more birds.

The birds that usually hide in the woods have flown into the village today, it seems... It seems that the closer you are to Mr.'s house, the more birds there are.

Could it be that...an unbelievable idea appeared in the old man's mind.

Is it a blessing from the gods?The old man couldn't help quickening his pace.

"Huhuhu~"

After a while, the old man walked to the door of the husband's house out of breath, and the door was open.

The hand of the old man holding the crutch trembled slightly.

Slowly looking into the yard, a strange yet somewhat familiar man in white clothes stood under the big tree in the yard, stroking the old tree with his right hand, his eyes full of nostalgia.

For a moment, the old man seemed to see the gentleman in white,
"Sir...is that you?"

……

Outside the gate of the small courtyard, Fan Yun looked at the courtyard where he had lived for more than ten years, his eyes were full of memories, this is the place where he grew up.

Fan Yun stood at the door, blankly, as if lost in memory.

Suddenly, Fan Yun felt a warmth coming from the palm of his hand, and withdrew from the memory. Fan Yun immediately looked down, and the big cat came out from the shadow at some point, and pressed Fan Yun's hand on his face with his paws , two black glass-like eyes looked at Fan Yun worriedly, as if asking what happened to Fan Yun.

Fan Yun looked at Big Cat's worried eyes, and smiled back at her: "I'm fine, I just remembered something, go in, and I'll show you the place where I lived for 12 years."

After speaking, Fan Yun took out the key from the bracelet, opened the courtyard door, pushed the door open, and Fan Yun and Big Mao walked into the courtyard.

Everything in this yard is almost the same as when he left. Fan Yun entered the room with emotion in his heart.

Before he left that year, he had asked the village chief's grandfather to help him take care of the yard. When he came back today, he found that the yard was really clean, and the layout of the house had not been changed.

It can be seen that the village head's grandfather is very concerned about his entrustment.

The big cat stepped into the house, looked left and right with its two big watery eyes, and was very curious about what the place where the two feet lived before looked like.

Fan Yun saw the big cat's curious face, so he patted the big cat's head, and the big cat turned his head:
"Meow?"

"Let me show you."

Fan Yun took Big Cat to look from room to room, and told Big Cat some stories that happened in this room from time to time.

The house is not very big, except for the study room, the other rooms are of normal size, so Fan Yun took the big cat through all the rooms very quickly.

After looking at the room, Fan Yun took the big cat to the yard, saw the wicker chair under the big tree in the yard, and walked over slowly.

"Do you know, before, the old man often lay here, watching me practice, and attacking me with secret tricks from time to time, he didn't look serious."

Stretching out his hand to brush the rattan chair, the laughter and cursing from before reappeared in front of his eyes, and the figure of the old man reappeared, lying on the chair, looking at him with a smile.

On the side, an old man in white was stroking his beard, watching with joy the little boy next to him fell from the tree again and again, and used his soul power to walk up again and again.

The big cat saw Fan Yun fell into memory again, this time, she seemed to understand something, and didn't bother Fan Yun, quietly sneaked into Fan Yun's shadow.

Fan Yun stretched out his right hand and touched the big tree in front of him. There were still traces of his cultivation under the old man's supervision on it.

Suddenly, there was a sound at the door, and an old man with white hair on crutches stood at the door, two lines of tears flowed down his face,

"Sir...is that you?"

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(End of this chapter)