The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Xiaojing stood where he was and didn't dare to go forward, staring blankly at the Taoist priest in black standing at the entrance of the village.

Seeing Erhu's parents circling around the Taoist priest with her own eyes, Erhu's mother held his hand, tears streaming down her face, before she could say a word, the tears fell down first.

Er Huzi rushed over directly, jumped up and down holding the Taoist priest, and called his brother loudly.

Yue Wuchen stood there helplessly.

Originally, he just heard that there were evil spirits haunting this place, and he was afraid that Xiaojing would be in danger.

It's not easy to see people with their true colors, so it's easy to disguise themselves and make themselves very ordinary.

He intends to take this opportunity to protect Xiaojing, and get rid of the evil here.

Who would have thought that just as he walked to the entrance of the village, several old men surrounded him.

I looked him up and down several times, and asked him if he was a Taoist priest.

Yue Wuchen immediately frowned slightly with his thick brows, thinking, is he a Taoist priest, isn't his dressing obvious enough?

He nodded truthfully.

The old man asked him again if he came from "Youji Taoism".

Yue Wuchen had never heard of the "Youji Dao Sect", never heard of it.

It is expected that there should be no Taoist temple that dares to be called "Youji Taoist".

So he patiently said to the old man, "It's not Youji Taoism, it should be Wuji Taoism."

Then the old man was immediately happy, he pulled his wrist to look up and down happily, and called his name in the local dialect.

Yue Wuchen didn't understand, but he heard the word "chen", and immediately asked slightly surprised: "How did the old man know?"

Things got out of hand after that.

Several old men touched their hands, touched their faces, and some pulled the Tai Chi copper coin pendant on his waist.

An old man said excitedly, "Silly boy! I'm your second uncle! When you were wearing crotch pants, I hugged you!"

Another old man wiped his tears and said, "I am your third grandpa!"

There was even a young-looking villager who came up and patted Yue Wuchen on the shoulder, and said happily, "I'm your fourth brother!"

Pointing to the woman next to her who was sitting under the shade of a tree with her child in her arms, she said, "This is your sister-in-law, and the child in her arms is your eldest nephew!"

It was nothing, but the villagers hurriedly pushed a little girl out and said, "Based on seniority, this is your little aunt!"

Yue Wuchen: "..."

and then...

Erhu and his family came over.

Surrounding Yue Wuchen who was crying and hugging, there was also a half-grown kid who bumped into Yue Wuchen's arms, hugged his waist and started crying loudly.

He called his brother loudly.

Yue Wuchen can't understand the accent here

But it was discovered in time that they recognized the wrong person.

The Erhu Niang hugged him and cried: "You bastard! I went to Daozong and didn't come back for more than ten years! What on earth have you been doing? It's been seven years, a full seven years. You haven't written a single letter! I'm worried about the dead mother." Yes! You still know how to come back!"

Erhu's father is an honest farmer, and at this moment he couldn't help but raised his hand to wipe his wet eyes and said, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

Er Huzi cried wildly, afraid that his brother's clothes would be dirty by crying, so he sniffled and said, "Brother, don't go. I miss you so much, brother stay at home, okay?"

Yue Wuchen: "..."

From their conversation, Yue Wuchen heard it.

There is an eldest son in this family named Chen Dalong, who has a predestined relationship with Taoism since he was a child, so he was chosen to be an outer disciple of the Wuji Taoist Sect.

A Taoist name was also drawn up, called Yuqing, so the family simply changed the child's name to Chen Yulong.

I went there for more than ten years and didn't come back. Before that, there were letters from time to time. Since seven years ago, there has been no news.

The family also wanted to send someone to the Wuji Taoist Sect to inquire about news, but the Wuji Taoist Sect was thousands of miles away from here, so they would go wherever they wanted.

So many years have passed.Because when Chen Yulong left home, he was still very young, with a delicate personality and weak writing skills.

Therefore, these villagers recognized the transformed Yue Wuchen as Chen Yulong.

Looking at Erhu's family surrounded by tears, Yue Wuchen couldn't bear to say that he was not.

I can't bear to let the whole family rejoice in vain.

Moreover, when I heard that there was no news from seven years ago, I had a very bad premonition.

Seven years ago, there was a war between Xuanmo and Dao, and countless Xuanmen families and sects were killed one after another.

At that time, let alone famous monks, even ten-year-old disciples had to charge forward with their swords in hand.

Naturally, many people were killed and injured.

Before many Taoist disciples died, they were very worried about their family members, and they would tell their brothers not to inform their family members, fearing that their parents would not be able to bear it when they were old.

He also said that he is a Taoist in life, and he has no regrets in death.

There are more than [-] disciples in Wuji Taoist sect, and there are countless disciples in the outer sect.

Therefore, Yue Wuchen didn't know Chen Yulong, an outer disciple.

I don't have much impression of the Taoist name "Yuqing".

Perhaps, there was no news for seven years, not because Chen Yulong ignored his relatives, but because he was dead and unable to return to his hometown.

"By the way, big brother, let me introduce you, this is brother Jingxuan!"

Erhuzi wiped his tears, and he still didn't forget to pull Xiaojing over, pushed him towards Yue Wuchen, and said with a smile, "Brother Jingxuan lives at home for the time being! Will help me repair wooden eagles and paper windmills!"

Before Xiaojing could recover, he was dragged by Er Huzi and pushed towards Chen Yulong.

He couldn't stand firmly on his feet, and almost bumped into Chen Yulong's arms.

In fact, he always felt that the bright red vertical marks on Chen Yulong's forehead were strange.

I am a little worried, whether the Chen Yulong in front of me has become more and more clean.

So he resisted contact with Chen Yulong.

Who ever thought that Chen Yulong just glanced at him, nodded to him, said "Hello, Jingxuan", and then turned his head away.

He didn't stay on Xiaojing's body for an extra moment at all, but turned his face away and softly comforted the crying Erhu Niang.

"Don't cry, I... Didn't I come back safely?"

After all, Yue Wuchen couldn't bear to watch the old couple rejoice in vain.

If Chen Yulong really died in the war seven years ago, and did not notify his relatives at home.

Then Yue Wuchen, as the suzerain of the Wuji Dao Sect, does have the responsibility and obligation to protect his family members.

"Okay, mother listens to you, stop crying, stop crying, go, mother will take you home, you go home and have a look, the house has changed a lot!"

Erhu Niang wiped away her tears, took Yue Wuchen's hand, and led him home.Don't forget to remind Er Huzi to take Xiaojing away.

After getting along with each other for the past few days, they all found that Xiaojing is not very talkative, and he is always afraid of causing trouble to others.

Now that the eldest son is back, Erhu Niang is afraid that Xiao Jing will feel uncomfortable, so she talks to Xiao Jing from time to time.

Of course the happiest one belonged to Er Huzi, he held Yue Wuchen with one hand and Xiaojing with the other.

Jumping happily between the two, singing folk songs, the whole person is as happy as an oriole.

Xiao Jing was struggling with the same vertical marks on Chen Yulong's forehead as Yue Wuchen's.

He thought to himself, if everyone in Daozong had such a vertical mark on their foreheads, it would be fine.

But the key point is that Shen Qingyuan and other Taoist disciples don't have this thing on their foreheads at all.

How is it possible in the world that there are two people with exactly the same mark?

Xiao Jing couldn't help but quietly looked at Chen Yulong, the face he looked at didn't match up with the dust-free face in his mind.

Looking closely, it seems that even the body shape is not the same.

Chen Yulong looked much younger than Yue Wuchen, and was shorter and thinner than Yue Wuchen.

The most important thing is that Chen Yulong's hair is black and thick, while Yue Wuchen's hair is full of silver.

It shouldn't be the same person.

"Eh? Brother Jingxuan, do you always watch what my elder brother is doing?"

Er Huzi had sharp eyes and stopped singing. He turned his head and opened his big black and white eyes, and asked innocently.

"No...nothing!"

Xiao Jing quickly turned his face away, looking down at the tip of his shoe.

Yue Wuchen turned his face in response, just in time to see Xiaojing lowered his head slightly, his earlobe was a little red.

But he didn't say much. In order not to arouse Xiaojing's suspicion, he tried not to look at Xiaojing or talk to Xiaojing.

However, Er Huzi misunderstood and mistakenly thought that Xiao Jing was a little jealous.

After all, these few days, Erhuzi has treated Xiaojing as an older brother, and has been holding Xiaojing's hand, the elder brother is long, and the elder brother is short.

They lie side by side when they sleep at night, and they feel sticky to Xiaojing.

But now the eldest brother came back suddenly, and Er Huzi was so busy kissing the eldest brother just now that he ignored Xiao Jing.

Er Huzi felt that he was too "unjust when he saw his brother", and he was not righteous at all.

Quickly let go of his hand, and pushed Xiaojing towards his elder brother, letting Xiaojing walk in the middle.

Seeing that Xiaojing and his eldest brother stopped holding hands, Er Huzi took the initiative to hold the hands of the two of them and leaned closer together.

"Brother, brother Jingxuan, hold hands? Hurry up, hold hands, we are a family!"

Due to Erhuzi's rare insistence, Xiao Jing had no choice but to stretch the five fingers of his left hand, and held Chen Yulong's hand with his lips pursed.

He just gently hooked Chen Yulong's hand, not daring to hold it too tightly.

Yue Wuchen was slightly taken aback.

In the past, he had always been a strict teacher in front of Lin Jing. Since Lin Jing was three years old, Yue Wuchen never held Lin Jing's hand again.

Lin Jing learned to fly with the sword when he was a child, no matter how hard he fell, how miserable he was, or how loudly he cried.

Yue Wuchen turned a deaf ear to it, stood on the porch, ordered Lin Jing to get up by himself, and continued to practice.

If Xiao Linjing didn't want to stand up, Yue Wuchen wouldn't urge him, so he just stood by the side, waiting for Xiao Linjing to cry enough, tired of crying, and slowly get up on his own.

Lin Jing was very handsome since he was a child. When he was a child, he was carved in pink and jade, wearing a white Taoist robe and a small purple and gold gourd hanging around his waist.

At that time, Xiao Lin Jing was still hurting from the fall, and his nose was red from crying, but he had to hug his small wooden sword and kneel in front of Yue Wuchen in a respectful manner.

Said that the apprentice knew that he was wrong, and begged Master not to be angry.

He also said that if Tu'er stopped crying, Tu'er would definitely practice flying with the sword.

But he will still be punished for lying on the ground and crying.

Yue Wuchen didn't like to do anything to his apprentice, at most he would punish him to kneel.

Don't kneel too much, just kneel on the spot for half an hour.

Of course, because Lin Jing grew up slowly, the punishment for kneeling would increase from half an hour to two hours, or even overnight.

However, Lin Jing later was very outstanding and sensible, basically he would not violate the rules of the school.

Yue Wuchen remembers that before the Demon Emperor came out, Lin Jing was punished to kneel three times throughout the night.

Once because of Shen Qingyuan, and twice because of Lin Jinghong.

Because of the time when Shen Qingyuan was punished, Yue Wuchen didn't want to mention it.

But because of the two times Lin Jinghong was punished, Yue Wuchen still had a fresh memory.

The temper of that child Lin Jinghong is really different from that of Lin Jing.

Since he was a child, he has been the little devil of the Lin family, and he often jumps up and talks back to his elder brother Lin Mobai.

Then because he talked back, he was reprimanded by Lin Mobai. After the reprimand, he always liked to run away from home.

As Lin Jinghong's second brother, Lin Jing had to go down the mountain many times to look for Lin Jinghong.

One time, after Lin Jinghong came down the mountain, he ran into the brothel by mistake and got drunk. Lin Jing had no choice but to enter the brothel in order to find him.

This is a violation of lust and caution in Daozong. Lin Jing consciously knelt on the back mountain all night when he returned to the mountain.

The second time was even more outrageous. Lin Jinghong traveled down the mountain with a few disciples of the Lin family, and then got separated for some reason.

Lin Jinghong was hungry, so he went to the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain to steal chickens raised by the farmer's family, and stuffed a piece of gold leaf in the door of that family's house.

Later, when Lin Jing went to find him, Lin Jinghong roasted and ate the chicken, and asked him where he got the chicken, Lin Jinghong said he bought it himself.

Coincidentally, the chickens raised by that farmer were always being stolen recently, and it happened that they didn't see the gold leaf in the crack of Lin Jinghong's door.

When a large group of villagers looked for it with torches, they saw a pile of chicken bones left by Lin Jinghong, and they mistakenly thought that Lin Jinghong had stolen the chicken a few times ago.

Then there was a dispute, and they said a lot of nasty things, although Lin Jing suppressed the matter later.

Lost money and apologized.

But Lin Jinghong's temper was very stubborn, and he was not convinced at all, insisting that he gave a piece of gold leaf, but he did not steal anything.

Those people are wronging him.

Later, taking advantage of Lin Jing's return to Daozong, he sneaked back by himself, smashed the chicken shed of the farmer's house, and released all the chickens.

The villagers couldn't find Lin Jinghong, but they recognized the Taoist robe Lin Jing was wearing.

You can run Taoist priests, but you can't run temples.

I found Wuji Daozong directly, and wanted to ask for an explanation.

However, Lin Jing was too used to Lin Jinghong, so he didn't say anything, just apologized to those farmers.

Later, he was punished by Yue Wuchen to kneel on the stone road in Houshan.

Instruct him when he wants to talk and when he can get up.

As a result, Lin Jing knelt down all night without opening his mouth. If Lin Mobai hadn't come to intercede later, Yue Wuchen wouldn't have known the whole story...

This is also the reason why Yue Wuchen didn't like Lin Jinghong very much.

Now, Xiao Jing's hand was placed in his palm, and for a moment, it was as if he had returned to Lin Jing's childhood.

Chubby, soft little hand, like a lively fish.

Yue Wuchen didn't dare to hold it hard, for fear of hurting the child's hand.

And dare not hold it too loosely, for fear that the child will not stand still and fall down again.

At this moment, he was like this, wanting to hold Xiaojing's hand back forcefully.

I was afraid that I would hold it too tightly, like the sand in my hand, the tighter I hold it, the faster it will flow away.

Seeing that Chen Yulong didn't respond, Xiaojing just shook his hand back symbolically.

Only then did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

Er Huzi began to dance and sing again, singing a local folk song.

Qiaoyaya, the strange ones, born in pots, covered in hands.

I picked it off on July [-]th, and my sister and sister took a photo, it looks like a flower, and it looks like a vegetable, let's see who has the quickest mind!

Xiao Jing had never heard such a folk song, especially when Er Huzi sang it with a smile, which sounded a little funny and cute.

When you especially heard "Sister and sister photoshoot", Xiaojing couldn't help but read it slowly.

On the word "Zhaoying", I read it repeatedly, and I always feel that these two words are very good, very good.

But what is good about it, he can't say it himself, anyway, he thinks these two words are very good.

By the time we got home, the night had also darkened.

Erhu Niang was very happy, she said she wanted to kill an old hen to cleanse the elder son.

No matter what Yue Wuchen said, it was useless, even if he was a Taoist priest now, he had to guard the precepts in the gate and not touch meat.

Erhu Niang didn't listen, and said something: "You don't have to eat it, even if you just smell it and look at it, A Niang will be happy!"

As he said that, he urged Erhu's father to catch an old hen quickly, and Erhu's father went away with a smile.

Er Huzi jumped up and down happily, shouting that there is chicken to eat tonight.

It is not easy for farmers to raise a few chickens, so they just wait for the chickens to lay eggs, so that they can be exchanged for a few taels of silver at the market.

For example, Erhu's family can't eat a few meat dishes throughout the year.

Before Xiaojing came here, Erhu Niang was not willing to kill a chicken, but she still boiled an egg for Xiaojing every day, so that Xiaojing could make up for it, and she was not willing to cook another one for Erhuzi to eat.

Er Huzi was so greedy that he salivated, but he was sensible enough not to ask for it.

Although Xiaojing secretly left the eggs for Er Huzi to eat every time.

Xiaojing was not idle either, Erhu's father went to kill the chicken, Erhu took the chicken blood in a bowl, and Erhu's mother chopped vegetables, so he went to help wash the vegetables.

After the dishes were washed, Xiaojing went to light the fire.

Yue Wuchen watched as Xiao Jing quickly picked and washed vegetables, and even skillfully lit the fire.

It really looks like an ordinary farm boy.

Erhu Niang was afraid that the smoke would smoke the eldest son, and she was also afraid that the Taoist robe on the eldest son would be soiled, so she urged him to go out and sit for a while, so that dinner could be served immediately.

Yue Wuchen really wanted to see Xiaojing a few more times, but he was afraid of revealing the clues.

So I had no choice but to go to the yard, and it happened that Erhu Dad had killed the chicken and was squatting in the yard to scald the chicken feathers with boiling water.

Erhu picked up a broom taller than him and cleaned the courtyard.

As night fell, the lights of Wanjia slowly lit up, and there were mountains in the distance, and the reeds swayed gently in the night wind with snow ears hanging down.

After the meal was ready, the whole family washed their hands and huddled around a round table to eat.

Erhu's father took out the shochu that he had treasured for a long time to drink, and Erhu's mother took out a pack of brown sugar that was given to him when he went back to drink confinement wine.

I made a few brown sugar shortbread cakes and asked Yue Wuchen to eat them while they were hot.

Er Huzi bit his chopsticks, staring longingly at the big chicken drumsticks on the plate, his saliva was about to flow out.

"Dalong, you can't eat meat, so you can eat some brown sugar shortbread. You loved it when you were young. At that time, your family was too poor and you couldn't get brown sugar all year round. Before you left, you still wanted to eat it, aunt I can’t even make it for you, now that you’ve finally come back, come, eat more.”

The Erhu Niang put a piece of brown sugar shortbread into the dust-free bowl, urging him to eat it soon with tears in her eyes.

I didn't forget to grab a piece for Xiao Jing, and said with a tearful smile: "Ma'am, I don't know what you like to eat, so you can eat whatever you have at home. Da Long is back today, Ma'am is so happy, come on, Ah Xuan, You should eat more too, eat enough."

Xiaojing thanked him, knowing that he was in Chen Yulong's favor this time.

He didn't feel lost, nor did he feel a sense of gap in his heart.

Knowing that Er Hu Niang has treated her very well, and that Brother Chen hasn't come back for so many years, Er Hu Niang is naturally very happy.

"Come on, Erhu, you have a chicken leg, and Ah Xuan also eats a chicken leg. They are still children...Ah Xuan is too thin, eat more."

Erhu's mother knew that the eldest son should not touch meat, so she didn't pick him up, and distributed the two chicken legs to Erhu and Xiaojing.

Naturally, Xiaojing couldn't take it, so he quickly took the bowl away, shook his head and said, "I don't like chicken legs."

"Hey, you look thin, you don't even have any blood on your face. How sad would it be if your mother saw it? Ah Xuan is obedient, eat this chicken leg, and if you eat fatter, the aunt will be happy!"

After a good meal, the old couple barely moved their chopsticks.

Erhu Niang kept bringing food to the three children, for fear that the children would not be full and would not eat well.

Er Hu's father was not good at words, he drank the two taels of shochu in a dull manner, not daring to drink too fast for fear that he would run out of it in one sitting.

He sipped it into his mouth in small sips, wondering if he was too drunk, his eyes were red.

After a meal, Erhu Niang hurried to boil hot water again, saying that there is a custom in the village that on the first night when relatives come home from afar, no matter what, they have to take a hot bath and change into their old clothes .

Yue Wuchen wanted to politely decline many times, but he really couldn't bear to refuse the kindness of an old mother.

Erhu Niang took out the clothes she had made for her eldest son from the bottom of the box a few years ago, and compared them to her eldest son.

The clothes were made too small and couldn't be worn at all, so she held the clothes sadly and worriedly and said: "My child hasn't come back for a long time, I don't even know how tall you have grown, the clothes are too small, no I can't wear it."

Yue Wuchen said with relief: "Although I am an outer disciple of the Taoist sect, I can't take off my Taoist robe at will."

In this way, Er Huniang felt better, and turned to tidy the bed again.

There is only one wing room in the house, separated by bricks in the middle, and a small kitchen.

The old couple slept on an earthen kang, and the bed that Er Huzi slept on was built with earthen bricks on the door panels that the rich family did not want.

After Xiaojing came, he slept on the same bed with Erhu, and it was not crowded.

Now that the eldest son is back, Er Huniang couldn't bear to drive Xiao Jing out of the chicken coop, so she simply brought two benches and leaned against the bed.

After the bed was made up, he took the hand of the eldest son again, and wanted to ask why he hadn't written to me in the past few years.

Afraid that the elder son would be tired all the way, he kept urging him to rest quickly.

Yue Wuchen looked at the old and dilapidated bed—but it was very clean and tidy, and fell into deep thought.

Until Er Huzi called him: "Brother, let Brother Jingxuan sleep in the innermost place, I will sleep in the middle, can you sleep outside?"

Yue Wuchen nodded and said "OK".

Then he saw Xiaojing take off his outer clothes, move into the bed, and sleep close to the wall, trying not to occupy the floor.

Yue Wuchen felt sorry for Xiaojing like this, and was afraid that his arrival would affect Xiaojing's life, so he got up and said, "I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep, I'll sit in the yard for a while."

"Brother, don't go!"

Er Huzi got anxious, tugged at Yue Wuchen's sleeve and said, "Brother, don't you like brother Jingxuan? He is very nice, really nice!"

After hearing this, Xiao Jing subconsciously raised his head to look at Chen Yulong, pursed his lips slightly, worried that he would be hated.

Yue Wuchen said: "No, I don't hate him."

"Then hurry up and sleep together, hurry up!"

Erhuzi used all his strength to drag him onto the bed.

The three of them lay side by side on the bed.

Between Yue Wuchen and Xiaojing, there is only a second child.

Only one and a half children apart.

Yue Wuchen really doesn't have the habit of sharing the same bed with others, and has always disliked getting close to others.

Lying on the bed, my body was stiff and uncomfortable.

But Xiao Jing seems to like to be close to children, and gets very close to Er Huzi.

This aspect is not like Lin Jing either.

Because when Lin Jing was very young, he began to sleep alone.

Yue Wuchen doesn't actually take care of infants.

The child was handed over to a few female disciples who were more careful. Since there was no such thing as milk or water, the child was fed rice cereal.

When Lin Jing is a little older, he can walk, and he will start to know people, and he will sweetly call Master Yue Wuchen with a small milk voice.

He also stretched out his fleshy arms, and said in a childish voice: "I want to be hugged by Master, and hugged by Master."

Although Yue Wuchen didn't like children very much, he liked Lin Jing quite a lot.

He hugged Xiao Linjing in his arms and picked up the rattle to amuse the child.

When Lin Jing was about two years old, Yue Wuchen took him by his side and raised him.

At the beginning, I set up a small bed in my bedroom.

Xiao Linjing slept on the small bed at night.

It may be that the child is too young and has no parents to accompany him. At night, he always hugs a small pillow and sneaks up on the dust-free bed.

Every morning when he wakes up, as soon as the quilt is lifted, Yue Wuchen can see that a milk dumpling is lying on his chest, sleeping soundly.

But this good day of sleeping on the chest of the master did not last for a long time.

When Lin Jing was about three years old, he began to sleep in separate rooms.

Yue Wuchen asked people to clean up another hut next to the bedroom where Shen Qingyuan lived.

Then let Xiao Linjing live in.

At that time, without Xiao Linjing climbing the bed, Yue Wuchen was not used to it.

Shen Qingyuan was never used to the problems of his juniors, whether it was windy or rainy outside, or lightning and thunder.

No one would agree that Lin Jing and himself slept in the same room.

There was one time, Yue Wuchen remembered it very clearly.

It was a thunderstorm night, and Xiao Linjing was startled awake by the thunder outside the window, crying and ran to knock on his brother's door.

But Shen Qingyuan didn't open it all the time, and even reprimanded him, told him to keep his voice down, and he was not allowed to speak loudly after the curfew,

He also told Lin Jing not to disturb Master's rest.

Although Lin Jing was young at that time, he was already very obedient.

I really didn't dare to make any more noise.

It's just that when Yue Wuchen woke up in the morning and pushed open the door, he saw a child lying wet and falling asleep outside the door.

After that time, Shen Qingyuan's room door was habitually unlocked.

As long as Lin Jingye knocked on the door of his room, Shen Qingyuan would turn a blind eye, close one eye, and let him in.

The purpose is to prevent Lin Jing from disturbing Master's rest.

These are things that happened a long time ago.

Looking back on it now, it's more of a sore feeling.

Under the night, Yue Wuchen couldn't help but look in Xiaojing's direction again.

With the moonlight squeezed in through the window, he saw Xiaojing lying on his side, sleeping soundly with his hands folded on his chest.

Even sleeping in such a vigilant posture, Yue Wuchen didn't know what happened to Xiaojing.

It actually made Xiao Jing fold his arms around his chest to protect himself even when he was sleeping.

In fact, Xiaojing didn't fall asleep either.

He actually resisted sharing the same bed with other people.

The reason why he was willing to sleep with Er Huzi was only because Er Huzi was a child.

Xiaojing has no resistance to children, he likes children very much.

Maybe it was because Xiaojing was with Luo Suxuan before, and Xiaojing had seen how men bullied dead men.

I'm especially afraid of that kind of thing.

Although Xiaojing didn't understand what it was doing, and why one person laughed happily while the other screamed miserably.

But he just resisted.

Indescribable resistance.

Didn't Xiao Jing think that Chen Yulong would do things to him like everyone else.

Just inexplicably nervous.

The last time this feeling of tension appeared was when Yue Wuchen and Yue Wuchen were under the same roof.

That bright red, blood-like vertical mark surfaced in Xiaojing's mind all night long.

So much so that the next morning, Xiaojing's eyes showed obvious gray and gray, and it seemed that he didn't sleep well.

Er Hu Niang handed an egg to Xiao Jing, sorry and concerned: "Ah Xuan, is there something wrong with you? Madam will take you to see the doctor, and ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine for you, okay?"

"I'm fine, I was just thinking about something last night."

Xiaojing took the egg and quietly put it away, planning to give it to Er Huzi later.

He bowed his head and drank the rice porridge silently.

When he raised his head again, he met Chen Yulong's eyes.

Immediately a little embarrassed.

Erhu Niang said: "Dalong is in his early twenties this year, a few years older than Ah Xuanxu, Ah Xuan, if you don't mind, just call him Brother Yulong."

Yue Wuchen didn't say anything, but just looked at Xiaojing.

"Brother Yulong."

Xiaojing yelled quickly, then quickly lowered his head to drink the porridge.

Yue Wuchen subconsciously responded, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Then I'll just call you Axuan."

"That's great. I've been looking forward to it for so many years. As soon as Axuan arrived at our house, Dalong came back. Axuan is really the lucky star of our family!"

Erhu Niang said, and picked up another chopsticks of green vegetables for Xiaojing, and said with a smile, "Eat more, don't be polite, just treat this place as your own home, the aunt really misses you, you are so beautiful, Axuan It’s so rare!”

"It would be great if Ah Xuan was a daughter's family, stay here and be my daughter-in-law!"

"Cough cough cough."

Xiao Jing was frightened.

Yue Wuchen was also slightly taken aback.

Er Hu Niang said again: "But this is also very good, Da Long has an extra brother, and Er Hu Zi has another elder brother, Ah Xuan is good in any place, but he is too thin, he doesn't look energetic."

"By the way, Dalong, I also taught Ah Xuan a few ways to defend himself in the future. If others want to bully Ah Xuan in the future, it will be very difficult!"

Er Huzi also jumped up and shouted loudly: "Whoever dares to bully brother Jingxuan, my elder brother will beat him to death!"

Yue Wuchen couldn't help laughing, and nodded meaningfully: "Okay, I will protect Ah Xuan well, and won't let anyone bully him again."

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Note: The folk song Er Huzi sang was not composed by me, but a quotation. Stay on November 2021, 11, screenshot taken.