The wonderful world of fast time travel

It was night, when going to bed, Zheng Ling deliberately occupied the outside of the bed, and after Lu Ming on the inside heard the shallow and steady breathing sound, Zheng Ling opened his eyes, turned his head slightly, and looked at Lu Ming under the faint light. Ming.

Thank you!

After half a cup of tea, He Yuan came back, but couldn't sleep all the time, and finally got up in the dark to get dressed, his movements were very gentle during this time, so as not to wake Lu Ming up.

He Yuan didn't know that when he quietly opened the door to go out, Lu Ming had already woken up, and hurriedly dressed to follow.

Compared with the daytime, the wind and snow at night are more rampant, perhaps due to the lack of disturbance from pedestrians, they dance wantonly on this quiet stage at night, the wind is wrapped in snow, the snow is accompanied by the wind, and the cold air sweeps across the entire Pingcheng .

Even so, there were still two rows of footprints left on the snow, stretching from the entrance of the inn to a certain family in Dongshang Village. Some people lingered in front of the hut despite the wind and snow.

It was dark in the room, there was no light, and the people who wanted to come to the room had already fallen asleep.He Yuan clasped his arms tightly, shrunk his neck, walked a little further, and waited eagerly for the dawn.But the wind and snow were really heavy, and slowly, He Yuan started a basic set of punches in the snow to keep out the cold, and the original thick layer of snow was trampled flat within a short time.

Just like that, unknowingly, the heavy snow that had fallen all night stopped, and the sky was gradually getting brighter in the cold wind. At dawn, He Yuan raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, but his eyes were fixed on the front without blinking. The thatched huts are shining like stars.

With a creak, the door of the hut was pulled open from the inside, and a woman walked out with a dark complexion and heavy bags under her eyes.

In the open snowy field, He Yuan had nothing to hide, and saw the woman head-on.

The woman stared blankly, staring at He Yuan without moving for a long time, the air seemed to freeze.

After a long while, the woman smiled and covered her mouth with tears in the corners of her eyes.When they met again, the woman kept her eyes fixed on the young man in front of her, and she was not willing to move her eyes away.This time, she just wanted to take another good look at her Yuaner.

He Yuan also laughed and cried, hesitated for a long time, walked forward slowly, just opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but the words came to his mouth, but his mouth was clumsy again: "I..."

With just this one word, the tears in the woman's eyes could not be restrained and fell rapidly: "Yuan'er..."

The sound of Yuan'er came ten years late for He Yuan. At this moment, he couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged the woman, just like when he was a child, he hid in his mother's arms and acted like a baby when he was wronged: " mother."

The woman hurriedly responded, "Hey!" Her rough hands gently patted her son's back.

"Mother" This time, He Yuan spoke louder.

"Hey!" The woman's response became louder.

After a long time, He Yuan blushed and reluctantly left the woman's embrace. Seeing the middle-aged man in the room who was secretly rubbing his eyes, He Yuan smiled and called softly: "Father"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a while before he realized it, turned his head quickly, squeezed away the tears in his eyes, and then looked at He Yuan again, with a happy smile, his lips moved several times, and then he found his own voice and said, "Hey!"

The woman turned her back, wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeves, then turned around, smiled and said: "Father, take out all the charcoal quickly." She pulled He Yuan He entered the room with his hands, wiped the stool, motioned He Yuan to sit down, and then went to fetch a cup, washed it carefully inside and out with hot water, poured a cup of hot water, and handed it to his son's cold hands .

The middle-aged man understood, quickly turned around and squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand and pulled out the charcoal basket kept under the bed for the winter, and then found a charcoal basin to light a fire for He Yuan to keep warm.

Seeing how his family was busy for him, He Yuan felt warm all over his body before the charcoal basin was lit.

After the wind and snow, the sun came out. The sun likes to join in the fun. It slipped in silently along the window and shone into the small room, warming it.

Outside the house, Lu Ming walked back to the inn with a smile and invited the little beggar to eat.

Zheng Ling and Jin Fenghuang stood on the snow all the time, but they just hid themselves so that no one else could see them.

Half an hour later, the snow on the thatched hut had melted and water droplets were dripping, Jin Fenghuang said: "Next, let's go see Zhang Ma, Xiang Zhuoying and the others."

Zheng Ling turned his head, lowered his head and looked at Jin Fenghuang.It turned out that they had already tacitly agreed not to say anything.

A gust of wind passed, and in the sky, Zheng Ling was lying on the golden phoenix's broad back.Even though the world is far and wide, for Golden Phoenix, it is only a blink of an eye, but this time, it wants to take Zheng Ling to appreciate this world.

Above the Li Mansion, Zheng Ling lowered his head and saw Zhang Ma standing in the yard with a cane in the cold weather, directing Zhang You to wash the vegetables, talking about the essentials of cooking, and after finishing speaking, Asked Zhang You if he remembered it, Zhang You's fingers were red from the cold, and he nodded while washing the vegetables, "I remember it."

Unexpectedly, Mama Zhang said again: "Okay, repeat what I just said."

Zhang You stopped washing the vegetables, and then Zhang Ma gave him a whip: "I'll ask you again, do you remember?"

Zhang You whispered, "I don't remember."

Another whip, Zhang Ma said fiercely: "Since you didn't remember it, how did you reply just now?" Zhang You lowered his head, not daring to speak more.

Looking at it, Zheng Ling felt that the whip seemed to be whipped on her body. She couldn't help but wince, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect Mama Zhang to be so fierce. She is so far from the gentle and kind Mama Zhang before!"

Jin Fenghuang said slowly: "I have pity on the parents of the world."

Zheng Ling thought for a while and nodded.

As the wind passed, Zhang's mother squinted at the sky, then continued to stare at her son washing the vegetables, repeating the cooking essentials over and over again tirelessly.

At dusk, 霡霂 first floats.In the woods, Xiang Zhuying rode his horse across the river with his back on his back.

When the bird twittered, Xiang Zhuoying looked up as if feeling something, and found a little Jinjin who looked like He Yuan followed him closely, and Xiang Zhuoying smiled slightly.

Zheng Ling, who was lying on Jin Fenghuang's back, also smiled slightly.Xiang Daxia, thank you!

Jin Fenghuang leapt forward and flew towards the unnamed mountain villa in front of him. When he reached the side of the mountain, Zheng Ling smelled the familiar fragrance from the sacred tree.Now that Wuming Villa has opened its gates, many enthusiastic children are sent to practice martial arts every day.

Zheng Ling found Miao Hao in the crowd, and he was leaving the yard with a bucket of water. At this moment, Cen Ruogu, who had time to spare, also came to the yard, looking up at the still lush and verdant Zhenzhuang sacred tree.If you can hear my heart, I hope you can bring him who you haven't seen for three years...

Jin Fenghuang's gaze turned not far away, where someone was galloping towards him on horseback.

"Zheng Ling, tell me, since they miss each other so much, why do they have to separate?"

"Because they all have their own lives..."