In the blue sky, white clouds are swimming in it, like elegant reed flowers, dancing gracefully in the sky.

Looking closer, I finally saw a cloud that was different from the others.

"Huh!" Yingtian stared at the cloud, his eyes full of surprise. Yes, it was a colorful cloud, emitting colorful light, and the light penetrated the surrounding clouds and became longer and longer.

A white crane with a blue head and neck opened its long wings, and with a clear cry, it rushed straight towards the colorful cloud, quickly turned into a small dot in the seven-colored light, and suddenly disappeared in it.

Yingtian seemed to remember something and said to himself: "Is it the white crane by the river?"

Suddenly, colorful auspicious clouds rolled in waves, and the sky became more and more dazzling. The light of the sun shone in it, as if there were gods and goddesses in the clouds.

At this time, in the clear sky, there was an unpredictable and muffled sound. This sound of thunder seemed to indicate the appearance of auspicious heaven?

"Huh?..." Yingtian seemed to see a big human face emerging from the seven-colored clouds, like a kind old man with white hair and beard. He lowered his eyebrows and smiled gently before disappearing into the sky.

Another burst of sound sounded, but it was clear and loud. It wasn't thunder, could it be the sound of nature?

Immediately afterwards, a breeze blew across the face, carrying a faint fragrance, which only affected the small soil slope where Yingtian and the others were. It only lasted for a few minutes, and then disappeared silently in the air.

Yingtian seemed to realize something, and looked keenly at his mother, and then at his siblings. He saw his mother's body suddenly weakened, and her face turned slightly pale. Han Bing and Fu'er also regained their normalcy after a weak shock.

"Mom! What's wrong with you?" Yingtian stood up and stepped out, quickly reaching out to support his mother.

"Is there really a God?!" A smile appeared on Chun He's face, and then he closed his eyes again, as if he was reminiscing about the beautiful past.

Yingtian saw that his mother was breathing evenly and the blush appeared on her slightly pale face, and he knew that she was safe and sound.

Then, he asked his brothers and sisters hurriedly: "How do you feel? Did you see the face in the colorful cloud just now?"

Han Bing shook his head gently, frowned slightly, thoughtfully. But Miao Fu said cheerfully: "Brother, it smelled so good just now!"

Before she could finish her sigh, Yingtian smiled and said, "Yes, I smell it too. Fu'er, answer my question."

Miaofu rolled her eyes, raised her mouth and said, "The fragrance hits my nose, and I feel so relaxed. I want to turn into a swallow and fly up to the sky, holding a few white clouds to make a quilt." After saying that, she giggled.

"Where's that face?" Yingtian followed closely and continued to ask.

"Brother, what face is there? Why didn't I see it?!" Miaofu pouted, feeling like her elder brother was trying to make her happy.

"Oh...it's nothing." Yingtian felt strange and didn't want to ask Fu'er for confirmation, for fear of scaring his little sister.

How could he see that face, but Fu'er and the others couldn't see it? Just now, the wind blew, and judging from the reactions of the three mothers, they seemed to have felt something. Why didn't he feel anything?

These questions lingered in his mind. After his mother woke up, he didn't ask her why, let alone Han Bing, who couldn't beat a fart with eight sticks. In the end, Yingtian could only bury these questions deep in his heart and think about it.

I'll try to find out the reason later if I have a chance.

In fact, Chunhe is usually a bit superstitious, and occasionally communicates with several women in Xiatangwan to discuss every detail of this aspect. Today, she would not say anything even if she felt something. The reason, in her words

That is, it won’t be effective if you say it.

Of course, the group of cheerful and laughing people in Wanliu Dam didn't care about the thunder, nor did they notice the colorful clouds in the sky. Moreover, even if they saw it, they couldn't recognize the face.

Sometimes, people who are immersed in carnival are just like people who are in deep pain. It is so difficult to wake up and can't extricate themselves.

After everyone celebrated happily, they dispersed and went home, each looking for his or her mother.

After returning home, Chun He breathed a long sigh of relief, and her heart was completely relieved, but she still had a feeling of being in another world, and it always felt unreal.

At this time, not only Chun He stared blankly at Tang Shuwen, but the three children also looked at their father eagerly, as if they were looking at a stranger.

Si Dai sat in front of the gate, breathing heavily, as if he was still immersed in the joy just now.

Tang Shuwen sighed softly, not feeling the joy of a winner at all. He closed the door with a heavy heart, and waved to Chun He and his children apologetically: "Go to the back room, I'll talk to you."

Chunhe looked at the book affectionately, and suddenly felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen. However, the three siblings looked excited, as if they were about to find out some secret, and their little hearts were beating fast.

The family sat around the small table in the back room. Tang Shuwen looked at his children and said slowly: "I am not a local. You should have heard of it. Your mother knows it."

Chunhe nodded slightly towards the children, then looked at Shuwen silently, waiting for him to continue speaking.

"Over the years, your mother has asked me several times about past events, but I have never answered. I couldn't tell you before, but I can now..."

He sighed, and then continued: "It's just... there are some things that I can't elaborate on, and I can't say too much. It's very dangerous for you. I hope you can live in peace throughout your life and be an ordinary person."

Okay." Tang Shuwen said, pointing to the northeast, and said calmly: "I'm from the capital."

The four of them were suddenly surprised and looked at the speaker in front of them in confusion. Then, Yingtian and the others slowly listened to their father's story. The more they listened, the more shocked they became.

It turned out that my father's real name was Dugu Shuwen. He escaped from a wealthy Dugu family in the capital for some reason.

"Why I came here, I can't remember much. I originally just wanted us to stay together in peace for the rest of our lives, and you three brothers and sisters could study hard, be doctors, teachers, or farm. After so much

Only then did I truly realize that...being an ordinary person is the happiest thing."

Because Tang Shuwen lost part of his memory due to previous sufferings, there was not much relevant information left in his mind. Even if he knew some things, he couldn't tell his family without reservation, and he couldn't let his relatives get into trouble.

When Tang Shuwen said this, he felt a little excited and his eyes were moist. Chun He seemed to understand something, and his tears couldn't stop flowing down slowly.

"I never thought about letting you practice martial arts before, but it's different now. I took action today and it was exposed. Once my existence is known to the people in the Jingcheng family, they can only..."

Tang Shuwen's voice became lower and lower, for fear that his family would hear the word "death".

Chun He could no longer control himself, her chest kept rising and falling, she swallowed softly, and her tears kept falling down.

Only then did the children notice their mother's movements. Miaofu cried "Wow" and threw herself into her arms: "Dad will be fine! Woo hoo..."

The two Yingtian brothers were also in tears, and they had long lost their previous excitement.

"Dad, nothing will happen to you. We won't let you..." Yingtian said firmly, and he instantly understood what his father was going to say. He stretched out his small hands and held Tang Shuwen's big hand tightly. Han Han

Bing ran over, hugged his father tightly, and buried his little head deeply in his arms.

"Okay, what I just said was the worst outcome." Tang Shuwen stroked the children's little heads and tried to comfort them with a forced smile. But he knew that the Dugu family was cruel and merciless to rebels. No matter what,

, he only has that one way, and no one can help him.

The Dugu family is a reclusive family in the capital. Unlike other families, it does not appear in the world and seems to be guarding some secret.
Chapter completed!