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Chapter 19 Two Clear Valleys

Nangong Ling also missed home.

Listening to the crying in her arms, Nangong Ling recalled every detail of her previous days at Nangong's house.

At that time, the entire family held her in the palm of their hands and regarded her as the heir of the younger generation who was most likely to inherit the mantle of the family's ancestor who was in the pill formation stage.

But things in the world are unpredictable. When she met Han Mo, her nemesis, subsequent events became increasingly out of her control.

Why didn't she want to return to her hometown, kowtow in front of her parents' graves, and add tribute to her parents? However, she committed the crime of treason and almost caused the entire Nangong family to be expelled from the world of immortality. If she went back, it would only make it more difficult for the entire Nangong family to live in peace.

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She is ashamed of her ancestors, her parents, and the Nangong elders who love her so much!

How can she have the face to go back?

Nangong Ling just held Lin Lu in her arms quietly until Lin Lu finished venting his emotions.

When Lin Lu rubbed his tear-filled eyes and saw clearly that the person in front of him was not his mother, but Aunt Nangong, he embarrassedly broke away from Nangong Ling's arms and stared blankly into the distance.

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Nangong Ling turned around and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Then, with a normal look, she took off Lin Lu's coat that was worn inside out, turned it over, and put it on Lin Lu again.

Lin Lu followed the instructions quietly, just like her mother did when she dressed him.

Nangong Ling straightened Lin Lu's wrinkled clothes with concentration, then carefully pulled up Lin Lu's hair and tied it up with cloth strips.

"Lu'er, let's go home and have dinner~"

Lin Lu nodded lightly,

Nangong Ling took Lin Lu's thin little hand and walked towards the house.

There were waves of pines and the cool evening breeze. Feeling the warmth from Nangong Ling's hands, Lin Lu felt for a moment that it might be good if Nangong Ling was his mother~

As soon as I entered the dining room, I saw Uncle Han sitting quietly at the dining table and taking a nap.

How could an immortal cultivator like Han Mo not notice the scene where Nangong Ling hugged Lin Lu who was crying, with tears glistening in his eyes?

He, Han Mo, really owed Nangong Ling too much. If it weren't for him, Nangong Ling would be at least a monk in the foundation-building stage now. With her family's resources for cultivating immortals, it would be possible for her to form a pill!

Because of him, Han Mo, her foundation was destroyed.

If she could return to Nangong's house in time, there would still be hope of repairing Daoji, but she didn't!

She and Han Mo, a half-disabled man, stayed together in this valley for the rest of their lives. She was trapped in the Qi Condensation stage, and she never complained.

When Nangong Ling was at Nangong's house, the dojo where she practiced was called Baihua Valley. It was a place rich in spiritual energy, like spring all year round, and full of exotic flowers and plants.

In order to alleviate Nangong Ling's homesickness, Han Mo also planted exotic flowers and grasses all over the Liangqing Valley. He also imitated the layout of Baihua Valley, opened lakes, planted trees, and built houses and pavilions.

The attic where Lin Lu lives now is where Nangong Ling lived when he was practicing in Baihua Valley.

The name "Liangqing Valley" was also mentioned by Nangong Ling. It literally means that the sun shines into the valley, dividing the scenery in the valley into cold and warm colors, each with its own merits.

But the deeper meaning, how could a man like Han Mo not understand it?

That was because Nangong Ling was homesick and prayed that the two of them, as well as the close relatives of the Nangong family, would be well.

Now that they are in their twilight years, they have no heir, Cheng Huan, and the two old people live alone. This has become Han Mo's biggest regret for Nangong Ling.

Seeing Nangong Ling hugging Lin Lu with tears streaming down her face, Old Man Han was heartbroken and ashamed.

When Nangong Ling and Lin Lu came in, he suppressed the immense guilt in his heart and pretended to be taking a nap. This was the limit, and he really couldn't squeeze out a smile.

Nangong Ling and Han Mo have been together for nearly a hundred years. How could Nangong Ling not know his thoughts?

Nangong Ling led Lin Lu to sit down at the dining table, and after giving a few warnings, he went to the back room to change his clothes and came out.

Nangong Ling picked up her chopsticks, took a bite of vegetables, put it into Lin Lu's bowl, and said softly, "Lu'er, eat more."

Then, he glanced at Han Mo seemingly casually, feigning anger and said, "Old man, if you want to eat, eat it quickly. What are you doing there with a wooden pestle? No wonder everyone called you a fool when you were a kid!"

When Han Mo saw his wife speaking, he immediately nodded in agreement, picked up the chopsticks and took big gulps of rice, picked up the vegetables, and ate hungrily.

When Nangong Ling saw Old Man Han looking like a starving man, he scolded him again, "Old man, he's over a hundred years old, and he still doesn't look like he's eating. Lu'er is so young, if I follow your example, I'll tell you

Off your skin!"

When Han Mo heard this, his head shrank and he quickly slowed down his eating speed. He smiled, waved his hands, and hurriedly explained, "The food cooked by Madam is so delicious. I haven't eaten it for a long time. I couldn't control it at the moment. I will pay attention next time."

Be sure to pay attention next time, hehe, hehe, hehe..."

"The food cooked by Aunt Nangong is really delicious, and I can't help it. It's so delicious~" Lin Lu also hurriedly helped, showing a look of being intoxicated by the delicious food as he spoke.

"Lu'er, no matter how delicious the food is, you have to eat it slowly, you know?" Nangong Ling saw that the two of them didn't look like they were cheating. She was a little surprised when she thought that her cooking skills hadn't deteriorated even though she hadn't cooked for decades.

different.

Nangong Ling picked up the chopsticks and prepared to pick up some vegetables to taste. Seeing this, Han Mo hurriedly grabbed the plate of vegetables and quickly cleaned it, not even letting go of the vegetable juices on the plate.

Nangong Ling saw that Old Han was so strange and put his chopsticks on another dish. Seeing that Old Han was trying to grab it, Nangong Ling glared at Old Han. Old Han quickly turned around and sat down, and then secretly walked toward Lin Lu.

wink.

How could Lin Lu not know what this old man Han meant? Thinking that Aunt Nangong was so kind to him, he would help this old man to cover up.

Lin Lu grabbed the plate of vegetables that Nangong Ling was trying to pick up, and quickly cleaned it, not even letting go of the vegetable juices on the plate, just like Old Man Han did.

Nangong Ling noticed something strange now. She moved her chopsticks to a dish on Old Man Han's side, and Old Man Han tried to grab it. She moved her chopsticks to a dish on Lin Lu's side, and Lin Lu also tried to grab it.

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Looking at the appearance of the two men, Nangong Ling glared at both sides, and released a little bit of his power. The two men's movements stagnated, and Nangong Ling took advantage of the situation to quickly take a bite from each of the two plates.

As soon as the food was in her mouth, Nangong Ling's expression froze, and then she quickly spat out the food in her mouth, "Bah, bah, bah, this...is...too...salty.

....."

Old Man Han snatched the two plates of food, quickly shoveled them into his mouth, and murmured as he ate, "Hmm~~It's so delicious~~The dishes made by Madam are so delicious, I can't get enough of them."

After a few moments, two more dishes went into Old Man Han's stomach. Old Man Han wiped the corners of his mouth, touched his stomach, and murmured to himself, "I don't know if it's because of age or the degeneration of taste. It's just...

I like dishes with a slightly strong flavor like this, it tastes very enjoyable.”

Nangong Ling stared blankly at Han Mo, this bad old man, and said angrily, "You old man, you are still so glib, I'm not afraid that Lu'er will learn bad things from you."

Nangong Ling took out a pot of mountain spring water from the storage bag, handed it to Lin Lu, and said with concern, "Luer, drink some water quickly, you are still growing, don't do stupid things like that old man in the future, you know?"

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Lin Lu couldn't stand the saltiness of the food, and he could barely maintain his expression just now. When Nangong Ling asked him, he managed to squeeze out a smile and said comfortingly, "Aunt Nangong, I also have some sense of taste degradation, and I also like strong flavors.

The food. But I happened to be a little thirsty, so I just took a sip, haha..."

Lin Lu was still too young, and his skills were not as high as those of Old Han. Old Han cooked three portions of dishes without changing his expression, but Lin Lu couldn't bear it after one serving of dishes.

Lin Lu said he would only take one sip, but in one sip he drank the entire bottle of water.

Nangong Ling watched him finish the drink with a look of pity on his face. Lin Lu looked embarrassed and quickly explained, "The water Aunt Nangong gave was extremely sweet. It tasted so good that I couldn't control it for a moment, haha...

...Hahaha....."

Nangong Ling turned around and glared at Old Man Han again. Old Man Han sat down obediently with a calm expression on his face, but secretly sighed in his heart, "This boy is even more shameless than I was back then!"

Lin Lu wiped his mouth and returned the kettle to Nangong Ling.

Then he took out the pearl necklace weighing nearly a kilogram from the shabby cloth bag.

The huge pearl is dazzling under the light, but it is too big and may be a little uncoordinated when worn around the neck.

"Aunt Nangong, on the way to escape, I picked up a lot of river mussels, each of them as big as my head. My mother said, if others are good to you, you should also be good to others. Aunt Nangong is so good to me.

Please accept the pearl necklace." Lin Lu handed it over respectfully with both hands.

Nangong Ling couldn't care about the coordination or incompatibility, but Lu'er could give her a gift, and it was still made of such a large pearl necklace, which meant that Lu'er cared about her. She felt warm in her heart and said with pity, "Lu'er, really

Now that I have grown up, I know how to give gifts to my aunt, so why not help her put them on, okay?"

Lin Lu hummed, quickly ran behind Nangong Ling, and gently put the pearl necklace, which weighed nearly a kilogram, around Nangong Ling's neck.

Nangong Ling cast a "Water Mirror Technique" and looked at the huge pearl in the mirror, and then at Lin Lu who was standing quietly beside her. The more she looked at it, the more she liked them. She liked them both!!

Nangong Ling was born into the top fairy family in Tianluo Kingdom. These mundane things were not taken to heart. Thinking of the hard life of a nine-year-old farm boy like Lin Lu, knowing that pearls are extremely precious, he still kept this priceless string of pearls.

The pearl necklace was given to her, which shows that this child has a pure heart and values ​​love and justice.

A woman whose husband loves her and her "son" also loves her, what more can she ask for?

At this moment, Nangong Ling felt that she was surrounded by a huge sense of happiness, and her whole body was exuding a dazzling light like pearls.

Old Man Han looked at Nangong Ling, and in a trance, he seemed to see the beautiful girl of the fairy family in his youth again, confident, dazzling, and exuding endless charm.

And what did he, Han Mo, give her over the years to reduce such a gifted talent to the old woman she is now?

Old Man Han looked at Nangong Ling with eyes filled with self-blame, hey, Han Mo owed this woman so much in his life...

Just when Old Man Han was blaming himself and feeling sad, a warm and familiar hand gently placed on his unconsciously clenched fist and squeezed it gently. A pair of eyes looked at him warmly and firmly, seeming to

explain,

"I do not regret!"
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