Muchen

Chapter 170 Five: The useless people of the past.

The gate of the Mu family is still the same as it was three years ago. Mu Chen looked up at the big word Mu on the golden plaque, his heart warmed, and he couldn't help it. Mu Chen just stepped into the gate of the Mu family.

"Who are you?" Several guards immediately blocked Mu Chen's way and asked indifferently.

Mu Chen was taken aback, but then he didn't know how to answer, he turned his head helplessly to look at Mu Bingling who was smiling, Mu Bingling pursed his lips and said, "Uncle guard, don't you even remember me? "

When the guards saw Mu Bingling, they were stunned for a moment, then said respectfully, "Miss Bingling!" Then they looked at Mu Chen and asked, "Who is this?"

Mu Bingling smiled slightly, and said solemnly, "This is my friend, he's here as a guest."

The guard was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mu Chen warily, and said, "Since you are Miss Bingling's friend, I will let you in."

As he spoke, he waved his hand to the guards behind him, indicating that people could pass through. Mu Chen smiled helplessly, and walked in quickly. The surrounding environment was still the same as three years ago, without any change. Three years ago in the summer Mu Chen left, and he came back three years later in the summer, everything was like a mirror image.Looking at the familiar scene around him, Mu Chen's hands trembled uncontrollably because of excitement.

Mu Bingling felt Mu Chen's mood swings, gently took Mu Chen's hand and said, "There is no change at home, where are you going first?"

Taking a deep breath, Mu Chen calmed down instantly, "Go home first."

"I knew you would say that."

...

The courtyard is still the same, and the memory is very clear. Walking on the road leading to Bifengyuan, Mu Chen felt as if he had just passed by yesterday. The frail young man stood on the road alone and looked up at the sky, asking where his vitality was. .

At the gate of Bifengyuan, the fragrant grass is very neatly trimmed, and the fragrance of the fragrant grass that is exuded from time to time is refreshing, smelling the fragrance of the surrounding fragrant grass, Mu Chen fell into memory, Mu Bingling stood behind Mu Chen and did not disturb him , she knew that in the past three years, he had missed too much.As if he had made some decision, Mu Chen stepped forward quickly, and pushed open the gate of Bifengyuan with all his strength.

"Squeak..."

The moment the door was opened, the scene in the courtyard clearly appeared in front of my eyes, the same as in the dream, the only difference was that beside the bamboo forest in the courtyard, an unkempt man was sitting at the stone table, he was neatly dressed, but The slender hair was scattered on both sides, and the beard had already covered half of his face.There was nothing on the table except the wine. The man was holding the jug and pouring wine into his mouth with a dull expression. He was muttering something while drinking, as if he didn't feel that the courtyard door was opened.

The moment he saw the man, Mu Chen's heart twitched violently, his nose sore, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, "Father..."

With a soft call, the man who was filling his mouth with wine suddenly paused, then shook his head with dull eyes, and muttered, "It's an illusion again, Chen'er... three years, three years! Where are you... "After finishing speaking, the man raised his head and poured down the wine in front of him, a crystal tear slid down the man's cheek, and the wine that appeared at the corner of his mouth...

This man is none other than Mu Chen's father whom he hadn't seen for three years, Mu Feng. The day and night thoughts and worries made Mu Feng gradually become decadent. Seeing his father like this, Muchen's body trembled involuntarily.

Feeling his somewhat parched throat, Mu Chen knelt hard not far from the stone table with a "bang", the ground sank because he couldn't bear the impact of Mu Chen's knees, and the sound appeared very loud. Suddenly, but extremely dull, "Father! The unfilial son Mu Chen is back..."

"boom!"

This time Mu Feng was finally moved, turned his head and saw Mu Chen who was kneeling beside him, startled, the flagon in his hand slipped from his hand, and fell heavily on the ground, splashing debris all over the floor.

In his cloudy sight, a boy in white was kneeling in front of him with tears in his eyes. Although the boy's hair color was blue, although the boy's height was much taller than him, even though the boy's face looked like It was so strange, but Mu Feng still recognized his child at a glance, it was the most precious child in his life.

"Chen...Chen'er...?" The voice was extremely hoarse, as if someone who hadn't spoken for several years suddenly spoke...

(I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. The six-month-old child is sick, vomiting and coughing. Now he just came back from the hospital and has to go again soon. Parents are the worst when the child is sick. Please forgive Suifeng, I can only update this today Many, please Haihan, it may take two days for Suifeng to restore the [-] update, sorry.)