When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wei Wuxian, who was standing outside the door, really wanted to find Lan Wangji. But he was not familiar with the Lotus Pier, which had changed its appearance. He didn't know where the wing room of the Lotus Pier was. He hesitated for a long time before finally putting his foot down and sitting on the stone steps at the door.

When Wei Wuxian heard Jin Ling say that he saw him crying, he subconsciously touched the corners of his eyes, and they were indeed a little wet.

In fact, even Wei Wuxian himself didn't realize that he had just shed tears.

Jin Ling inside the house didn't give up and asked, "Uncle, are you two arguing just now?"

Jiang Cheng finished the rest of the porridge in one gulp and handed the bowl to him: "Children should not butt in on matters between adults."

Jin Ling was furious. He felt that his uncle was not doing well. "Uncle, you are such a jerk. If you have something to say, why don't you just say it out loud? You are just like you were at the Guanyin Temple. You had to stand outside and watch him and Han Guang-Jun leave."

"He's here today. If you have anything to say, just tell him and it'll be over. There's no such thing as overnight hatred between family members. Even if there is, it's because you two have such bad tempers. It's because of your bad tempers that you didn't say it out loud that things got so complicated. If Wei Wuxian leaves, you can just cry by yourself."

Little Jin Ling said a lot of gibberish, and not only Jiang Cheng was confused, but even Wei Wuxian who was squatting outside was confused.

Then Wei WuXian silently repeated those two familiar words in his mind: family.

Children are children. Even though Jin Ling has become the leader of a sect now, he is still a child after all. The man opposite him is his uncle who has watched him grow up. Naturally, he says whatever is in his mind. Especially when he sees his disappointing uncle acting like this, he becomes even more angry.

Jiang Cheng was stunned by what he said. After he came to his senses, he slapped him on the back of the head: "Is this the tone you use when talking to your elders? You're asking for a beating!"

Jin Ling shrank his neck when he was hit. He felt a little aggrieved. He was clearly telling the truth. If his uncle didn't seize this opportunity and talk to him clearly, if Wei Wuxian left again, he wouldn't know when he would come back next time.

He could see that Jiang Cheng really wanted to talk to Wei Wuxian not only this time, but also the time when Wei Wuxian had just returned from the sacrifice and was caught by his uncle but was let go by himself, and the time when they said goodbye at the Guanyin Temple.

Jin Ling covered his head and said, "Uncle, you are so fierce, no wonder Wei Wuxian didn't come back. And you won't be able to find my aunt if you are like this."

"You...!!" Jiang Cheng was so irritated by him that his chest heaved up and down violently. He kept saying "you" for a long time but there was no point in saying this.

Jin Ling didn't really want to make him angry. After all, what he said was the truth. It was just that his uncle was too annoying. When he argued with him, he couldn't keep his mouth shut, and when he couldn't keep his mouth shut, he started talking too much.

"Get out, get out, kid! You've grown up. I'm supposed to control you, but I can't control you anymore, right?" Jiang Cheng raised his hand, but he suddenly remembered what Wei Wuxian said in the illusion: Jinling is still crying and waiting for you to come back in reality. He paused and then put down his raised hand.

Jin Ling closed his eyes tightly, ready to be beaten, but after waiting for a long time, the slap did not fall. He quietly opened one eye to look at his uncle. At this time, he didn't know what Jiang Cheng was thinking. He just stared in one direction with a dazed expression, as if reminiscing.

Jinling followed his gaze and looked over there. There was nothing there, just a kite hanging on the wall. "Uncle, what are you looking at?"

He walked over, took down the kite, and held it in front of Jiang Cheng: "Is this what you want to see?"

Jiang Cheng took the kite. It had been hanging there for a long time without anyone touching it. There was a layer of dust on it. He patted it with his hand.

Jin Ling pinched one side of the kite, looked at it over and over again, and said, "There's nothing special about it, and there's a hole in it."

He dug at the patched hole with his hands, causing the patch to lift up one side. Just as he was about to peel it off with his hands, Jiang Cheng slapped his hand away: "Don't pick it randomly."

Jin Ling held the hand that was hit and said "oh" honestly.

This kite is not big, and its appearance and workmanship are ordinary. After so many years of precipitation, some of the painted colors on it have faded. There is really nothing special about it.

But it is worth knowing that this kite is the one he played with Wei Wuxian when they were young, and it was also the only time he won first place in a kite shooting competition with Wei Wuxian when they were young.

Jiang Cheng cleaned up the dust and handed it to Jin Ling: "Hang it up."

After hanging up the door, Jin Ling stood by Jiang Cheng's bed again: "Uncle, are you really not going to..."

Before he could finish what he was going to say, Jiang Cheng interrupted him impatiently: "I know, I know, don't read it anymore."

Jin Ling chuckled: "Why didn't you say that earlier? Uncle, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"..." Jiang Cheng himself didn't know what he wanted to eat. He suddenly felt uninterested in everything. The hunger in his stomach when he just woke up was somehow suppressed. After thinking for a while, he said, "Lotus root and pork ribs soup."

Jin Ling was stunned. He naturally knew that lotus root and pork ribs soup was his mother's specialty. Since then, not only did the Jiang family have a special chef to cook this dish, but the Jin family also had one.

Jin Ling said: "Okay."

He pushed the door open and closed it. As soon as he walked outside the courtyard gate, he saw Wei Wuxian leaning against the courtyard wall.

Jin Ling: "Why are you here?"

Wei WuXian scratched his head and said, “I got lost and couldn’t find Lan Zhan, so I walked back.”

Jin Ling: “How stupid.”

Wei WuXian gave a perfunctory laugh: "Well, you are smart, you are the smartest, then take me to find Lan Zhan."

Jin Ling snorted proudly and took him to find Lan Wangji.

Lotus Pier is very large, and the guest rooms and the master bedroom are separated, one at the southernmost end and the other at the northernmost end.

Jin Ling walked in front, and Wei Wuxian followed behind, looking around.

Suddenly he stopped and asked: "What are you looking at furtively?"

Wei WuXian said, “I just want to write down the route I took so I won’t get lost next time.”

Jin Ling said: "No need to remember, just come a few more times, stay a few more days, and walk around a few more times and you will remember it."

Wei WuXian said nothing, just nodded, thinking: Is Jin Ling inviting me to come back anytime?

Although the master was ill, the disciples could not neglect their training. Passing by the training ground, many people were doing horse stance in the hot sun. A man holding a teaching stick and looking like a senior disciple was patrolling back and forth.

Wei WuXian stopped and looked at this twice more.