"Silang, when you go to your uncle's house, you must be polite and polite. When you meet your uncle, your aunt must be polite and ask questions properly, do you know?"

Yang repeatedly reminded him, for fear that he would not understand the rules when he went to his uncle's house for the first time, which would make his uncle angry.

This shows how deep the relationship between Yang and his uncle is. He is afraid that he will anger his uncle. He will remind him endlessly, and he will be almost nagged to be crazy.

Since last night, she has been instilling in him that she should be polite and behave. Listening to her uncle's words is nothing more than just a few words, and she can keep chanting.

"I understand." Ling Yun curled his lips, his expression was indifferent, and he said reluctantly.

"You kid, is your mother talking to you? Why do you like to ignore me? Really, have you remember what I said to you?" Seeing Ling Yun's indifferent expression, I couldn't help but feel angry.

"Mom, I remember it. You almost made my ears calluses. Your son has a good memory. Even the husband praises me for having a good memory. You can relax!"

Ling Yun spread his hands with a helpless look on his face, and was in a dilemma.

"Yes, we Shilang is smart and must be pleasing. Remember to be careful on the road and be safe."

Yang's chair leaned against the door and watched them go out. Unexpectedly, a crying five-child ran out of it.

"Be good, don't cry or cry. Brother will go there for a while and come back tonight. When my brother comes back tonight, I will bring you delicious food, okay?"

Although he was extremely reluctant to hear his mother muttering, he cried heartbrokenly at the five kids in her arms.

The penetrating cry sound, the tears as big as beans are like beads with broken threads, the red and swollen eyes, and the watery and adorable.

As soon as he heard Ling Yun say, he went for a while and came back tonight, and he stopped crying.

But I couldn't help but pouted my mouth aggrievedly, and tears kept rolling in my eyes.

Looking at the two people who were leaving, Wuwa began to sob again, her face cried like a red apple, her hands kept waving everywhere, and she pouted and shouted: "Brother, remember to come back!"

"Be good, remember to listen to your mother's words! My brother will be back tonight." After touching Wuwa's little head, she kept rubbing against Ling Yun's hand.

He couldn't help but pinch her face, round and teddy, very cute.

What a cute little melon!

Ling Yun, who was gradually traveling far away in the ox cart, waved his hand back vigorously and signaled them to go back.

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"Dad, where is my uncle's house? Isn't it far from our house?"

"It's not far away, just thirty miles away. You'll arrive at Qinghe Town after a little while."

"Dad, is your uncle fierce? Will you curse me?" Ling Yun asked with some concern. He wouldn't be scolded.

"It's not fierce, but..." Ling Dashan blurted out, and before he finished speaking, he paused for a moment.

"But what?" Ling Yun asked after him.

"It's nothing, you kid, why are you so much thoughts? Wouldn't you know clearly when you meet someone?" Seeing Ling Yun keep asking questions, Ling Daren replied impatiently.

Ling Yun sat on the ox cart, very bored, and began to think randomly again.

He had never been to his uncle's house, nor did he recognize who he was or what he looked like.

But his ears were so calloused that he heard the name of his uncle.

His mother was almost calendered in his ears when she had something to do or not, but she could imagine how close her mother was to his uncle.

In more than half an hour, the ox cart slowly entered Qinghe Town, and then walked six or seven miles to Yangjia Village.

Ling Yun brought pork, Ling Daren got off the car with a bag of new rice from this year and a bag of flour he just bought yesterday.

After they got off the car, they asked Mr. Zhou to go back and told him that he would just come over again in the afternoon.

When he walked to the door of the house, Ling Daren signaled Ling Yun to come forward and call the door.

Ling Yun was not timid either. He went up and stepped on his throat and shouted loudly, "Is anyone?"

After a while, a woman in simple clothes hurriedly shouted: "Who? Here comes."

"Sister-in-law, it's me, Daren." Ling Daren immediately stepped forward to say hello, and signaled Ling Yun to call someone.

"Hello, Auntie." When he saw that he was an elder, Ling Yun picked up the salute.

"Oh, it's Daren here!" the woman exclaimed.

"His father, come and see who is coming." As soon as he saw that Ling Daren was bringing his son to the door, the woman happily shouted to the inner room.

"Who! Are you so happy?"

"This is my nephew, there is no need to be polite. Why are you so old? Let my aunt take a good look." As he said that, he stepped forward and touched his head.

He shrugged, knowing that he could not escape the bad habit of touching his head, so he had to accept it helplessly.

"Oh Daren is here, come in, come in quickly." Ling Yun suddenly saw a big man walking out, quite burly, walking with wind, which made Ling Yun a little scared.

"Brother." Seeing the man, Ling Daren stepped forward and greeted him respectfully.

"Come in quickly, why are you standing there? You said you came just now, why are you still bringing things? Oh, by the way, why didn't my sister come with you?" The big man saw Ling Daren carrying a big bag, and he couldn't help but scold him again.

I looked around and looked around, but I didn't see my sister coming back, and I was a little disappointed.

"Aying couldn't leave for a while, so I only brought Silang with me." Ling Daren explained to him.

"Silang, where are you?" The man glanced around and didn't see the child.

"That's it." Ling Daren pulled out Ling Yun, who was hiding behind him.

"Oh, my good nephew is here, why are you hiding behind? Come and let your uncle hug you." The man laughed when he saw Lingyun, and his loss disappeared.

He walked forward quickly, picked up Ling Yun suddenly, pressed his head on his face and kissed him. His beard was so shaved that it hurt him.

His uncle's enthusiasm really scared him. He was kissed violently before he could react, which made him stunned for a long time.

I saw the visitor who was big and thick, and his whole body was as dark as a layer of gray on the bottom of the pot, thick eyebrows and big eyes, wide shoulders, and running like a strong wind.

"Don't be serious and hurt my nephew. See if he dares to come in the future."

The woman next to her saw Ling Yun a little uncomfortable, and saw her husband pressing her head on Ling Yun's face, for fear that he would scare the child.

"Hahaha, it's okay, it's okay, our nephew will not be scared." After hearing the words of his wife, Yang Huahan smiled and scratched his head, but his movements stopped. He was obviously relieved that Ling Yun was afraid of him.

"It's rare to come and walk into the door." The man warmly greeted Ling Daren into the house, holding Ling Yun in his arms.

"Let Wan'er stir-fry a few more dishes later. Our brothers will drink a few more drinks today."

Ling Daren did not speak, obviously agreeing with his words.

"Dad, who is here?" a boy ran out and asked loudly, and a girl pointed her head at the door.

"Your uncle and cousin, call someone quickly." The man said when he saw the visitor.

"Hello uncle, hello brother." The boy asked politely.

Ling Daren just nodded symbolically, while Ling Yun called out "Brother" politely.

His uncle's name is Yang Hua, and his mother's name is Yang Ying.

I heard from his mother that Ling Yun's grandparents died very early. When he died, his uncle was only fifteen years old, and his mother was only ten years old.

From then on, my uncle and his mother depended on each other until they married his father.

So their relationship has been very good since childhood, otherwise they would not have taken out all their savings to see him when Ling Yun was sick.

Five taels of silver may not be much, but for the uncle's family who has no father and mother, it is already a family effort, so he was particularly moved when he learned the news.

Ling Yun felt that his uncle liked him very much, and he wanted to bring him with him intentionally or unintentionally during the chat with his father.

"Daren, Silang is five years old now, right? What skills do you have to teach?" asked his uncle Yang Hua.

"This kid is amazing. You may not believe it if you say it."

When he heard Yang Hua ask about Ling Yun, Ling Daren naturally pretended to be so sophisticated and kept him indifferent.

"Speak quickly, talk quickly, don't go around in circles." Yang Hua saw Ling Daren beating around the bush and was impatient.

"Brother, can you find any difference when you look at this kid?"

Yang Hua looked up and down and shook his head.

"This kid is smart. A few months ago, my father wanted him to learn carpenters. He never thought that this kid didn't want to learn. He was so convinced that he couldn't convince him."

"Later, my father thought about asking him to do something. After all, he was so old, so he wouldn't be able to keep it like this. Besides, he was young and could learn things quickly. But he also thought that he had been weak and sick since he was a child and could not do physical work, so he thought about asking him to go to Uncle Li in the north of the village to learn something and learn something, so he could plan for the future."

"Who knew that this kid was talented and learned all the basic knowledge in more than three months, which made Uncle Li come to the door and ask him to continue his studies in the county and get a fame in the future."

After Ling Daren finished speaking, he looked proud, as if he was showing off to Yang Hua again.

"No wonder I just saw me so well. I realized that I had been to a private school and went to school." Aunt Luo Qian, who was standing next to me, said in surprise.

"Oh? It's really so awesome?" Although Yang Hua knew that Ling Daren would not lie to him, what he said was too fantasy.

He had to doubt it, so he looked up and down Ling Yun to see if it was really as his father said.

But what disappointed him was that Ling Yun was like a child at this time, with clear eyes and no difference.

"If you don't believe it, you can ask him to write your name." Looking at Yang Hua who was half-believing and half-doubted, Ling Daren had to let Ling Yun write in front of everyone in order to eliminate his suspicion.

There is nothing more convincing than seeing it as real.

"Silang has already named it? What are you calling it? Tell me." Yang Hua said excitedly when he heard Ling Yun had already named it.

"It seems to be called Ling Yun, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes." Ling Daren paused for a moment.

"Lingyun, Lingyun, this name is pretty good." Yang Hua said lightly twice and said affirmatively.

"oh?"

"You just said that your nephew has been taught and can write, but it is true?" Yang Hua suddenly remembered something and said without hesitation.

Ling Daren nodded and said yes.

"But can you write?" After Ling Daren's affirmation, Yang Hua looked at Ling Yun with his eyes flashing.

"Can do it."
Chapter completed!