Alchemy Supreme In City

"Little ball, banana pear, Malian flower 21, 256, 257, 282931, 356, 357, 383941..."

On the road, ye Tian, Yan Bing and Xiao yue'er are not alone. A few children like mud monkeys are running around them. They sing nursery rhymes with their childish but happy voices and look at them with their big black eyes. When their eyes meet, they shy away with a smile.

The innocent children's voice, shy children, with the fresh air in the mountains, make people have a feeling of coming to the world.

"Little ball, banana pear..." Ye Tian couldn't help squinting his eyes and humming in a low voice.

When Yang Bo and aunt Yang were still at Mu's home, and he often came to the capital with his mother, Yang Bo taught him the same nursery rhyme.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at some children and said, "is this song taught by Yang Bo?"

"Grandfather Yang taught it. Grandfather Yang is very kind to us. He often gives us food... " The children nodded with a smile and said.

It's really uncle Yang! He has no children all his life, but he likes children very much. Only he can treat other people's children like this

Ye Tian smell speech, face immediately become more rich, without any hesitation, stride toward the east of the village.

A moment later, ye Tian goes through rows of two-story buildings or bungalows, and finally comes to a tile roofed house.

The tile roofed house is very old. There is no courtyard wall, but a fence made of bamboo poles. There is a hole in the roof, which is covered with plastic sheet. It is very old and dilapidated. However, both in the yard and on the roof, they are clean, and there are no weeds. The old man is hardworking and clean.

At this time, in the yard, an old man with white hair and a bent back was lighting a stove in the yard. His hands were weathered and covered with rough wrinkles. Moreover, the old man's body seemed not very good. When he put the dry wood into the stove, he always shivered and coughed.

However, his voice is very small, as if for fear of disturbing someone.

"Uncle Yang!"

When Qin Hao saw the old man, the corner of his eye suddenly became moist.

In front of him, when he was a child, when he went to Mu's house, when his grandfather and mother were busy, he often took him and made a lot of delicious food for him. When his cousins bullied him, Yang Bo kept him behind.

It's just that he has grown up now, and uncle Yang has grown old. I can see that he hasn't had a good time these years. He looks very old.

"Grandfather Yang, someone is looking for you..."

Don't wait for ye Tian to open his mouth to call, a few children are looking at Yang Bo's direction, loud voice way.

When Yang Bo heard these children's voices, he turned his head tremblingly. Immediately, his eyes fell on Ye Tian, Yan Bing and Xiao yue'er. After staring at them for a circle, his eyes still fell on Ye Tian. After staring at his cheek again and again, he couldn't believe it and murmured: "Xiao Tian..."

"Yang Bo, it's me."

Ye Tian's voice, also a little trembling, a loud, and then quickly walked into the yard, to meet the old man.

"It's really Xiaotian, it's really you. I can't recognize you when I grow up and grow up so big..."

When Yang Bo saw Ye Tian, he habitually wanted to raise his hand and touch Ye Tian's cheek. But when he just lifted it up and saw the ashes on his hand, he quickly dropped his hand and stared at Ye Tian. His voice was shaking and murmured.

Not only that, when he spoke, two lines of turbid tears came down the corner of his eyes.

"Yang Bo, yes, it's me, ye Tian!" Ye Tian nodded with a light smile, raised his hand to grab Yang Bo's hand, put it on his face, and said with a smile: "it's really me, don't believe you touch it."

Father, mother and grandfather have passed away. The blood of the Mu family is as cold as ice. Now in this world, there is only Yang Bo, who is not a relative but a relative.

"It's Xiaotian. Yes, it's Xiaotian. That's right It's really big. Yang Bo is old. I didn't expect to see you again... "

Yang Bo touched Ye Tian's cheek, tears completely wet his eyes, mumbling to himself.

"I should have come to see you earlier."

Ye Tian sighed, holding Yang Bo's hand tightly, and said slowly.

At the beginning, after Mu CI left the capital, she worried about the fate of Yang Bo and aunt Yang. She discussed with her father and brought them to Nanhai. Unfortunately, she contacted Mu Chen, but mu Chen sneered at her, saying that even the servants left by the old man would rob them when they left.

Mu Ci was so angry that she could only let it go. However, she felt that Mu Chen was not good to him at that time, but Yang Bo brought him up and helped him bring up his son. The fragrance is still very deep and strong. It should not be difficult for the two old people.

But who could have thought that Mu Chen was so cold-blooded that he drove the two old people out.Ye Tian believes that if she had known this would be the case, her mother would have ignored it and rushed to Nanhai for the first time to pick up the two old people.

"What about miss and uncle? The two of them, didn't they come? "

At this time, Yang Bo wiped the corner of his eyes and looked behind Ye Tian, looking for someone.

"They're gone..."

Ye Tian lowers his head, looks sad and murmurs.

Even if his soul is strong and he remembers the reincarnation of emperor Dan, he is still a child in front of Yang Bo.

When Yang Bo heard the sound, he was stunned for a moment. His face was full of tears. His lips moved for a long time, but he couldn't say a word. Finally, he touched Ye Tian's head and murmured, "child, you are suffering."

"It's OK. I'm living well now. I've avenged their enemies, too!" Ye tianqiang smiles, shakes his head, and then says, "Uncle Yang, we have been talking for such a long time. Why don't we see Aunt Yang? How is she? Is she still strong? "

At that time, in Beijing, not only uncle Yang was kind to him, but aunt Yang also loved him very much, and that kind of love was not pretended, but from the bottom of my heart, just like taking him as a real grandson.

Although he was young at that time, he could still feel whether a person was sincere or false to a person.

"She She's in the house... " When Yang Bo heard this, he looked a little dejected. He raised his hand, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and took Ye Tian to the room. As he walked, he said: "a few years ago, your aunt Yang had a serious illness. Your uncle Yang had no skill and didn't cure it in time. Later, he couldn't get out of bed. He hasn't woken up yet."

A few years ago I'm afraid that's when Zhang Ying said that Yang Bo went to find her!

Hearing this, ye Tian's heart immediately shook. Then he held Yang Bo's arm and walked quickly to the room.

Inside the room, it was cramped but tidy. Although there was a bedridden patient, there was no peculiar smell in the room. Not only that, at the head of the bed, in an enamel jar, there was a small bunch of wild flowers blooming.

Obviously, uncle Yang takes good care of aunt Yang who is bedridden, but even so, Yan Bing and Xiao yue'er are worried about the two old people. If ye Tian hadn't come here, I'm afraid that with Yang Bo Gang's physical condition, they wouldn't be able to take care of aunt Yang for too long.

Ye Tian's face is also very ugly, he even began to regret, regret when he was in the Mu family, too light, should be more ruthless punishment Zhang Ying they just right.

This kind of treatment to the two old people who brought them up and helped them bring up their children is not as good as brute!

"You You are... " The movement outside the house had already awakened aunt Yang. When she saw Ye Tian, her turbid eyes immediately showed the color of memory, such as trying to recall something. A moment later, she trembled and raised her hand, murmuring: "you are Xiao Tian, miss's Xiao Tian!"

"Aunt Yang!"

Ye Tian choked, lowered his waist and held the old man's hands tightly.

Even if time is like running water, many years have passed, but the two old people still have not forgotten him, still remember him.

They are not relatives, but they are more intimate than those who are really bleeding like blood!