The Audi car that was rear-ended was a little damaged, but it did not have much impact and did not hinder normal driving.

Two hours later, at half past ten:30!

Dashishan has arrived.

Lin Feng's parents live in a red tiled house. There is an eaves in front of the door and a rope for drying clothes. Before the eaves, there is a well. Lin Feng remembers it very clearly. This is a well dug by his grandfather.

Thinking of his grandfather's kind face, Lin Feng felt sad. Although he still had the opportunity to respect his parents, he did not have time to send his grandparents for the last journey.

How could he forget that when he was a child, his grandfather carried his own running up and down the mountain!

How could he forget that when he was a child, his grandmother used the money he sold vegetables all day to buy drinks for himself!

He dared not forget, nor could he forget, and he was even more unwilling to forget.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar tiled house in front of him, Lin Feng's eyes were wet. This was his home and where he was born.

"I'm back!" Lin Feng walked off Chen Zhiming's Audi, muttered to himself in a low voice, and his low voice crossed the vicissitudes of life.

Thirty years have passed, and the house has been renovated several times, which is a little different from what Lin Feng remembers.

But overall, there is still no change.

"Lin Feng, this is my grandparents' home, which has the style of a pastoral village, right?" Chen Qingxiang looked happy. In her opinion, grandparents' home is simply a paradise.

Lin Feng tried hard to squeeze out a smile, and he turned his gaze to the rice fields in the distance, where his childhood was his own.

The fragrance of rice flowers talks about good harvests, and listens to the sound of frogs.

"Yes, it's beautiful here, it's really beautiful!" Lin Feng's tone was dreamy, as if he was in a dream.

He is really back!

Chen Qingxiang laughed, as if she was really proud of this place. She said to Lin Feng: "Look at that mountain, it is the Dashi Mountain I mentioned to you. It is said that there are many rare wild animals."

"Let's go and have a look together when you have time in the afternoon!" Every time I go to Dashishan, Chen Qingxiang just goes around the periphery with the bodyguards, and no one dares to take her deeper.

But in her opinion, Lin Feng was different, because this mysterious guy not only had amazing martial arts skills, but also could even avoid bullets. I think he would not be afraid of some small animals.

"Go and have a look when you have time!" Lin Feng nodded.

In fact, he had always been very confused about Dashi Mountain because he dug the storage ring on this mountain that made him inexplicably run to the cultivation world.

He wanted to go back and see why there are storage rings on earth, and it is such a strange and unpredictable storage ring. Could it be that there are also cultivators on earth?

"Xiangxiang, come and help mom carry things. Vegetables and fruits are all in the car!" Lin Xiaoyun shouted to Chen Qingxiang.

"I understand, mom." Chen Qingxiang responded and ran towards the car.

Lin Feng stared at the red bricks and black tiles in front of him, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. A kind of vicissitudes of life that had experienced reincarnation appeared in his heart, covering up the laughter on his face on weekdays.

"The dream has been hundreds of years, and today is like the past! Dad, Mom, Feng'er is back." Lin Feng, who was so excited, rushed to the two wooden doors in one step and reached out to push them away.

"Oh!" Lin Feng sighed, his outstretched palm was about to touch the door panel, but unfortunately he slowly hanged down.

The feeling of being close to home is even more timid. Lin Feng could not let go of his self-blame and helplessness in his heart. At this point, he retreated again.

"Get in, why are you polite?" Lin Xiaoyun had already walked to Lin Feng with two big bags. She then pushed open the two wooden doors and walked inside.

Lin Feng followed Lin Xiaoyun and walked in the same pace as Chen Qingxiang.

"Mom, I'm back!" After passing through the gate, I came in the living room. Behind the living room was a yard, where an old woman was basking in the sun.

This is Lin Feng’s mother!

"Xiaoyun is back? Why don't you notify me in advance?" The old woman's originally calm face suddenly showed a smile and said in a kind tone.

"Grandma, I'm back too!" Chen Qingxiang rushed over and hugged the old woman.

The smile on the old man's face became even sweeter. She laughed happily and said, "Yeah, my baby niece is back too!"

"It's growing taller again!" The old man touched Chen Qingxiang's head and said with a smile.

Chen Qingxiang showed a hint of helplessness on her face, and she pouted and said, "Grandma, why do you say this every time you see me? They didn't grow tall a few years ago, okay?"

"Hehe, mom, what are you talking about? You're so happy!" Chen Zhiming walked over with a bag of Naobaijin and said happily.

The old man knew it was his son-in-law's voice when he heard it. She held Chen Qingxiang's hand and said, "You are rare to come here, how can I be unhappy!"

Lin Feng stood behind this group of people. His only son, who should have been the head of the family, could only be like a guest, hiding behind them and watching silently.

Tears fell down so badly. Lin Feng felt something blocked in his heart and throat, making his breathing a little uncomfortable.

Tears blurred his gaze. He stared at his mother's unsightly eyes, his heart was like a knife! His mother was really blind.

He opened his mouth several times, trying to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

"Mom, you have suffered over the years!" Lin Feng whispered to himself, and the pain and helplessness that had been suppressed for hundreds of years... and sadness.

This sentence is so low that he can't even hear it clearly, let alone others.

Resolutely turned around and left, Lin Feng walked towards the kitchen with the impression in his memory, and he wanted to give his mother a gift.

A gift to restore light to one's mother!

He didn't have the courage to look at his mother's blind eyes again. Every second he looked at it, it was like a bowl of sulfuric acid pouring on his heart.

Although the equipment in the kitchen has changed a lot, the location in memory has not changed.

"Mom, my son makes a bowl of earthworm longan soup for you today, which will definitely restore your eyes to light." Lin Feng stood in the kitchen, tied an apron, and a strong sense of familiarity and warmth hit his heart.

After opening the storage ring, Lin Feng took out two ingredients.

Earth bones, longans!

To put it bluntly, it is wolfberry, but the wolfberry taken out by Lin Feng is the wolfberry spiritual fruit of the famous Fresh Fruit Mountain in the world of cultivation, which is difficult for mortals to see.

As for the longan, although it is not a real longan, it is not far from the same. This is an eye of a dragon, a dragon that Lin Feng once tried his best to kill.

In fact, using these two ingredients to make a bowl of spiritual soup to restore vision is really a waste of resources, but Lin Feng doesn’t care at all!

If Lin Feng is a little more advanced in his cultivation, he can even make a meal that can increase his lifespan by one or two hundred years through these two ingredients.

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"Xiaoyun, why did I hear another footstep just now? Who came with you?" In the yard, Lin's mother asked to her daughter.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My head was blown up. I found that there was a thief at home after work today, my wallet was gone, my bank card and ID card and the only 600 yuan were stolen, and now my black robe only has a few dozen yuan of change.

It was useless to negotiate with the landlord for a long time, so I was so angry!

His sister, why should the landlord have the key to the tenant? Yesterday the landlord said that he brought someone to repair the circuit next door today. (Because the main meter is really here, the one who repairs the next door has to run into my room). As a result, when I came back today, I found that the dust was covered with smoke and other dirty things, so I won’t say.

Damn, the wallet I put on the table is gone.

Isn't this the landlord blamed who?

(Okay, although I blame my wallet for putting it randomly, I still feel so angry. Whether it is the landlord or the person who repairs the wallet, it is all *******!)

I really don’t feel like writing. I’ve only written so many words until now. I hope everyone can forgive me.
Chapter completed!