"Well, I don't lack anything. I have food at home and the fields are about to be harvested. I want to take this painting back and bury it in my mother's grave so that she can remember it."
"Good, good, good."
Facing such a simple Wang Daniu, everyone couldn't help but feel a little respect.
It is impossible for anyone to just ask for a painting in Fuyun Mountain, because there are so many opportunities in Fuyun Mountain.
No matter how ordinary a person is, as long as he comes to Fuyun Mountain and picks up some rags back home, he can soar into the sky.
But Wang Daniu is not greedy for anything, let alone any ambition.
He just wanted his mother to rest in peace.
I want to continue to be an ordinary person who works at sunrise and rests at sunset.
As a result, Huikong fulfilled Wang Daniu's wish.
He took a painting from Ye Qingyun's thatched house and gave it to Wang Daniu.
Wang Daniu opened the scroll, and what caught his eye was naturally the self-portrait of Immortal Ye. Judging from the painter's perspective, it should have been from the ten years when Ye Qingyun was trapped in Fuyun Mountain.
They are all considered antiques.
Looking at the appearance of the person in the painting, Wang Daniu was stunned for a moment.
"My dad... turns out he looks almost the same as me."
Wang Daniu has a dark complexion and is still young, but his facial features are indeed very similar to Ye Qingyun.
Of course, his biological father is not Ye Qingyun, but Li Ergou from the Misty Realm.
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."
"The poor monk sent the benefactor to the foot of the mountain and pointed out the direction for the benefactor."
"good."
Huikong personally sent Wang Daniu to the foot of Fuyun Mountain, and then arranged for two monks to escort Wang Daniu back to his hometown.
When Wang Daniu returned to his hometown, he immediately brought the scroll to his mother's grave.
His mother's grave is actually in the fields.
It's very desolate and very simple.
A grave bag and a tombstone.
There is a very scrawled line of words engraved on the tombstone---The Tomb of the Loving Mother Wang Cuihua.
It can be seen that this tombstone should have been carved by Wang Daniu himself.
"Mom, I went to Fuyun Mountain. Although I didn't see my father, I know that my father is a great person."
"Mom, back then you complained about your father for abandoning us. I think he must have had his own reasons."
"I brought my father's portrait back. It's very good. Please rest in peace, mother. From now on, this painting will be regarded as your father accompanying you."
"Mom...Daniu misses you so much."
"How about you come to my dream at night? I want to see my mother."
...
Wang Daniu sat in front of the grave, talking to himself, tears falling down.
At dusk, in the lonely grave in the field, a teenage child just sat here, telling his longing for his mother.
Until nightfall.
Wang Daniu buried the scroll in the grave, carefully covered it with soil, and cleared the weeds around the grave.
Then he reluctantly left.
Just after Wang Daniu left, this desolate and lonely tomb faintly emitted a faint green light under the night moon.
It seems that something unusual is happening in this lonely tomb.
...
At night, Wang Daniu slept in his simple hut.
He had a dream.
I dreamed that my mother was not dead, I dreamed that my father had come back, and the family of three was sitting together having a meal happily.
There is also a big yellow dog running around the house.
Full of laughter and laughter.
Everything is so beautiful.
Wang Daniu couldn't help but laugh out loud in his dream.
But when he woke up from the dream, Wang Daniu sat on the bed in a daze, staring blankly at the home where he was the only one.
Compared with the beauty in the dream, this home is so lonely and deserted.
Wang Daniu was not sad, but showed a satisfied smile.
"Mom came to see me in my dream."
For him, being able to see his mother in his dream is already a joyful thing.
There is nothing to be sad about.
Whether you are alone or busy, life must go on day by day.
The sun will rise as usual.
...
After Wang Daniu left Fuyun Mountain, some people came one after another to recognize their relatives.
With their previous experience, Huikong and the others were able to quickly identify which of these people were real and who were fake.
After sending away those pretenders, only a pair of twin brothers remained.
And the couple who brought the brothers to Fuyun Mountain.
The couple brought their two twin sons to Fuyun Mountain to find their biological father. This kind of thing is really bizarre.
What's even more bizarre is that this husband doesn't have any complaints or anger about the fact that his two sons are not his biological children.
on the contrary.
He came to Fuyun Mountain with an expectant look on his face. After confirming that the two children were of Ye Qingyun's blood, the husband immediately became excited.
There is no feeling of being cuckolded at all.
It's like finding a treasure.
Everyone in Fuyun Mountain was stunned.
"That's great, that's great!"
In the courtyard, the middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes and having an extraordinary bearing had a smile on his face and his eyes narrowed.
Seeing these two sons in front of him who were not his biological sons made him even happier than his biological sons.
And beside this man in brocade clothes, stood a beautiful woman with a dignified expression, graceful and luxurious appearance.
Compared to the happy-looking man in brocade, this dignified woman was quite embarrassed and kept rolling her eyes at her husband.
As for the twin brothers, one was naturally more confused than the other.
"Is there something wrong with you? Your two sons are not biological, and you are still laughing here."
The Decepticons and other major holy beasts were lying on the roof and couldn't help but speak.
The man in brocade robes waved his hand indifferently.
"What's the matter? It's my wife's honor to be able to give birth to an heir for Ye Gaosheng, and it's also my honor, Mr. Tong!"
Everyone: "???"
Good guy!
I was cuckolded, and I feel honored to be here.
For those who don’t know, I would think that this old boy like you has some special hobbies.
"Old Tong, don't talk nonsense!"
The dignified woman on the side was extremely embarrassed, her face flushed with shame, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in quickly.
"Madam, I don't mind, so why should you?"
The man named Tong was very calm and did not blame his wife in any way.
"If these two children are of my bloodline, Tong, they will be mediocre people and will hardly achieve anything in their lives."
"But they are of Ye Gaoren's blood, so it's completely different."
"Madam, if you can give birth to an heir for Ye Gaoren, how many women in the world will envy you?"
"It is a great opportunity for us and my husband to raise these two children for Ye Gaoren."
"Madam, think about it, we are now relatives with Fuyun Mountain."
These words are reasonable and well-founded.
For a moment, everyone present was in awe.
Although it sounds a bit outrageous, upon closer inspection, it actually makes sense.
"Madam, actually I think two children are still too few. If there is a chance, you should get closer to Ye Gaoren."
"Let's give Ye Gaoren a few more children!"
"Such a great and glorious thing, madam, please don't feel any pressure!"
