A black and white light flowing inspiration passed by the sky.

In the light of spirit, Cheng Buzheng looked down at the familiar fields.

Less tilt.

The inspiration paused above Chengjia Village, but no villagers noticed something strange in the sky.

Cheng Buzheng saw the entire village and made great changes.

The original rows of thatched houses have turned into wooden houses.

Although it seems that the life in the village has become much richer, the population is less than before.

In particular, when Cheng Buzheng saw his house, he was occupied by three courtyard houses, and he couldn't help but frown.

Cheng Buzheng, who usually doesn’t express his joys and anger, shows how unhappy he was at this moment!

He also thought of knowing which mortal dared to occupy the foundation of his family.

Cheng Buzheng knew clearly that his parents valued the foundation and that even if they sold the goods, the family would not sell it.

This foundation is the lifeblood of the two of them.

If you have a foundation, you will have a home!

This has always been my father's catchphrase, and the foundation is also the reverse scale in my father's heart. Even the mother of the head of the family cannot let his father take a step back in this matter.

The vast spiritual consciousness spreads.

At the same time, Cheng Liu, who was chatting with the two old people, suddenly felt a great threat!

My hair was standing upside down, and my back was wet without realizing it.

Just as he was about to salute to the senior who was unknown.

Suddenly, Cheng Liu was delighted, as if he had thought of something, but he did not move and continued to chat with the two old people absent-mindedly.

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at the same time.

Cheng Buzheng, who stood in the void, stretched his frown before unconsciously.

Seeing that his parents were still at ease, he had obviously not encountered any unforeseen disasters over the years, the heart he was holding in his heart finally let go.

Although my parents are old now, they can still see a trace of the shadow from their faces!

Nowadays, my old parents, after taking the bone loss pill, can reach the limit of mortals, but they cannot live forever!

When Cheng Buzheng saw the three courtyards in his home, he also knew that his elder brother's juniors had developed very well over the years, and now even three courtyards have been built.

As for the young monks in the second level of Qi training surrounding their parents, they should be the younger generation of the elder brother.

The magic tricks he practiced by this little practice were exactly what he left behind.

I just don’t know which generation this little guy is from. I guess he should be from the six or seven generations of big brother!

Cheng Buzheng noticed the little guy's back, which was wet and murmured:

"It seems that this little guy felt the spiritual sense just now!"

Thinking of this, a smile flashed in Cheng Buzheng's eyes.

immediately.

Cheng Buzheng let out a light breath, his body shook and disappeared into the sky.

Siheyuan, small backyard.

Cheng Jiang, who was chatting with Cheng Liu, noticed that there was a figure in the courtyard. Then he asked Cheng Hanzi beside him:

"Old man, is that Ergou?"

Cheng Hanzi, who was squinting his eyes on one side, said casually without raising his head:

"Old woman, I think you are crazy about Ergou!"

"Everything looks like Ergou, not to mention that there are only three of us in the yard, so how can there be no one else!"

Hearing words.

Cheng Jiang nodded in agreement as if she had agreed. There had been too many similar scenes before, and then she wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and looked at them again.

“Huh…”

"Old man, this is not an illusion!"

"Ergouzi, it's really Ergouzi. You see, his appearance has not changed."

Cheng Jiang stood up tremblingly and walked towards Cheng Bubu.

Cheng Buzheng, who had no idea how to speak, felt sad when he heard this and could no longer hold it back.

"Bang!"

Cheng Buzheng knelt straight down and said sadly:

"Dad, mom, the unfilial child is coming back to see you!"

Cheng Jiang's tears unknowingly moistened his turbid eyes. He came to Cheng Buzheng tremblingly, squatted down, stroked Cheng Buzheng's face with his rough big hands, and said in tears:

"Ergou!"

"It's so hard for me to miss you!"

"You are finally back. You are so heartless. Do you know how many nights you wake up from your dream?"

Cheng Jiang cried while holding his head and patting Cheng Buzheng's back.

Cheng Buzheng choked and said:

"mother····"

"It's the child who is unfilial and makes you suffer!"

"Brother, I won't leave when I come back this time, I'll stay by your old bed."

When Cheng Jiang heard Cheng Buzheng's promise, he cried and said:

"real?"

"Yes!" Cheng Buzheng nodded heavily.

"Good boy, just have this heart!"

Cheng Jiang helped Cheng Buzheng up and comforted him:

"I am satisfied that I can see you before I close my eyes!"

"It's not delaying your business."

Cheng Jiang clarified Cheng Buzheng's clothes and looked at the person he was thinking about day and night!

Cheng Buzheng noticed his mother's trembling hands, and he could clearly feel that his mother's words were insincere.

He also knew that any parent in the world didn't want their children to be around, but he chose to let go for their respective futures.

——The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wandering son.

I sew tightly before leaving, fearing that I will return late!

Cheng Buzheng looked at his mother's wrinkled face, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and choked:

"It's okay, it's okay!"

"I'm here to come back this time, I'm here to accompany you."

Hearing words.

Cheng Jiang tightened Cheng Bujian's hands tightly, a smile appeared on his face, and murmured:

"That's good, that's good!"

Then she seemed to think of something and said with some concern:

"Ergou hasn't eaten yet!"

"Mom, I'll cook your favorite dumplings for you."

Cheng Jiang was afraid that he would starve his son.

She obviously had completely forgotten her son, she was an immortal!

At this moment, in her heart, her son was still the little man who acted coquettishly in her arms.

She is not an immortal master who is respected outside, nor is she a cultivator with great supernatural powers. She is still her closest son without fighting.

Cheng Buzheng did not refuse. He knew that no matter what he said at this moment, he did not want to ignore his mother's wishes!

Decades of hard waiting!

How difficult!

Cheng Buzheng didn't want his mother to be unhappy, even a little bit of it would not work.

Cheng Jiang took Cheng Buzheng's hand and walked towards the inner room.

"Old man, go and boil water."

She pulled Cheng Buzheng while saying to Cheng Hanzi.

Seeing Cheng Hanzi holding the wooden stick in the corner, Cheng Jiang's face changed and he said angrily:

"Old man, if you dare to touch my son today, the old woman will fight you!"

As she said that, she protected Cheng Buzheng behind her, as if an old hen was protecting her cub, looking at Cheng Hanzi angrily.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng quickly persuaded his mother and said:

"Mom, the child should be punished."

"Don't blame dad!"

But Cheng Jiang ignored it and looked at Cheng Hanzi angrily.

Faced with the pressure of the head of the family, Cheng Hanzi chose to throw away the wooden sticks polished for decades in his hand and whispered:

"Isn't it okay for me to burn the fire?"

After saying that, he walked towards the inner room!

Cheng Jiang is like a naughty old lady:

"snort!"

"This is almost the same. With an old woman here, no one can bully my son!"

"Ergou, my mother cooks your favorite pork dumplings."

"Wei Niang's craftsmanship has improved a lot over the years."

Cheng Buzheng nodded and agreed.

Cheng Liu, who was standing on one side, also knew why every time he came, he ate dumplings at Grandma Taizu.

It turns out that the root is from here.
Chapter completed!