"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back!" A person like He Chunhua, who is good at dancing, was so excited that he couldn't express it for a moment, and thousands of feelings came to his mind.
He calmed down for a while before asking: "Have you had breakfast?"
He Lingchuan shook his head.
"That's right, let's get together."
Mrs. Ying wiped her tears and turned to Butler Wu: "Add more vegetables!"
The eldest son eats a lot, and the breakfast prepared in advance in the kitchen is not enough for the family of four. "I heard that the toon sprouts delivered this morning are very tender. You asked the cook to make six steamed buns. No, no, the steamed buns are too slow to be fried.
Wrap it! The sauced beef that was originally put away for lunch will be cut up now. Also, make three bowls of hot and sour soup noodles..."
He Lingchuan came over and smiled: "Is it still the cook brought from Blackwater City? Then I want hawthorn cake!"
"You're so greedy that you want a snack before you've finished your meal?" Mrs. Ying scolded him, then turned to Butler Wu and said, "Go get the hawthorn cake."
He Lingchuan quickly added: "I brought back a dozen people, Old Wu, take care of their food and drink for me!"
As expected of his eldest son, he is still acting like this after not seeing him for half a year! Mrs. Ying rolled her eyes secretly, but did not criticize him out loud.
He Chunhua also heard it and his eyes flashed slightly.
Where did the eldest son bring him back from?
Butler Wu promised repeatedly and went to do it quickly.
The family of four walked to the dining room, and the courtyard was filled with long-lost laughter and laughter.
He Lingchuan was also happy when his mother and brother showed their true feelings.
Neither he nor the original person liked this home, but compared with the turbulent waves they experienced later, they realized how carefree and comfortable the life in Blackwater City was before.
It's a pity that I can't go back.
No matter the state of mind or the experience, there is no going back.
He could also feel that He Chunhua's eyes were always firmly locked on him.
The father's joy is also obvious.
After eight months, the whole family finally sat down to eat together again.
It looks like a lot of fun.
As soon as He Chunhua's fish fillet porridge was served, he pushed it directly to his eldest son: "Eat more! I see you have lost weight."
He Lingchuan did not refuse, and drank the porridge until he was snoring: "The food at home is still the most delicious."
This is true. After eating all kinds of delicacies in Lingxu City, I finally found that the food at home was the most satisfying.
Mrs. Ying smiled and said: "Tell us quickly, where have you been for the past six months? Why haven't you come back or sent a letter to say you're safe?"
The last few words are already a bit clenched in my teeth.
This heartless bastard, really doesn’t know that his family is suffering?
"Oops." He Lingchuan scratched his head. In fact, not long after he first entered the Chiyan Demon Kingdom, he met Li Qingge. The latter originally said that he would deliver a message back to the country for him, but later he took the initiative.
Master Li is a smart man who knows how to act appropriately.
Speaking of the He family, He Lingchuan's mood was very subtle.
"Last summer, I fell into the water in the Han River. I don't know where so many miscellaneous tree stumps and rocks rushed out. I was knocked around in the water, and finally I was hit on the head by something and passed out." He started to make nonsense.
When I woke up, I was already in a harbor called Shafutou in Suluo Kingdom. It is said that I was washed into a shallow bay by the flood. The local fishermen fished me out. They originally wanted to bury me, but they found that I was still there.
Be energetic."
Mrs. Ying and He Yue listened with bated breath. Only He Chunhua personally witnessed the Battle of Han River and saw with his own eyes how the eldest son fell into the water and how the endless falling trees in the upper reaches of the river swayed down the river and crushed all living creatures.
It's a miracle that He Lingchuan survived.
"How long have you been floating along the river?" He Chunhua had a vague impression that there did seem to be a river bend in Xuluo called Shabutou, and it was indeed in the lower reaches of the Han River. He knew this because he had studied combat with Northern Front general Zhao Pan.
Sand table.
"I'm not sure, two days or three days?"
He Yueqi said: "Brother, I'm not arrogant. You've been drifting in the water for two or three days. How can you still be angry?"
He Lingchuan took out a bead from his arms and shook it at him: "Look what this is? Turtle bead!"
"This thing can help me breathe underwater. I put it in my mouth as soon as I fell into the water."
"Oh, I remembered. Did you get this from the side of Xianling Lake?" He Yue still remembered the fierce battle near Xianling Village.
"I have a good memory." He Lingchuan praised his younger brother.
Mrs. Ying urged: "What then?"
"Then I forget who I am."
"Ah?" What kind of twist is this?
He Lingchuan stroked the back of his head and said: "When I woke up, I didn't know who I was or where I came from. The doctor said that I had been hit hard on the head and the blood was congested, which blocked my memory. I can't fish, and I don't want to farm.
I have no idea what to do there, and I can’t even pay for soup and medicine.”
At this point, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what kind of unscrupulous thing took advantage of my coma and took away all my money and belongings! When I woke up, I felt like I had the breeze in my sleeves!"
The storage ring on his finger had been changed a long time ago. He had changed it in Lingxu City, but unexpectedly He Chunhua saw through it.
"Fortunately, the caravan passing by took notice of my strength and martial arts skills, so they recruited me as a bodyguard."
The hot fried buns were served, and the bottom was still sizzling. When he scraped them with chopsticks, the whole layer of crispy skin appeared. He Lingchuan picked it up and took a bite. The hot juice inside spurted out two feet away, almost splashing on the cake.
He Yue's face.
He dodged quickly: "What happened next?"
"I have been wandering with the caravan for a long time, and my memories occasionally emerge like fragments. I can remember your faces, and fragments of Blackwater City and Shihuan City. I even have scenes from the Battle of Han River flashing through my mind. But...
…It’s just incoherent, I just can’t remember who you are!”
He Lingchuan looked sad and aggrieved.
He can't say that I beat up the demon puppet master Dong Rui, floated the lair of the ancient great demon Zhu Erniang together, and was entrusted by it to go to Bejia City to find the immortal slaughter, and then became close friends with the Prince of Chiyan and replaced Chiyan.
Yan investigated the case of the missing messenger, which escalated into a case of elixir that shocked Lingxu City. In the end, I blew up the Star-Zhaing Tower in Tiangong while offending many important people in Lingxu City, and Lingxu City also suffered a great disaster.
?
Mrs. Ying will definitely say that your brain is broken and it’s time to take medicine.
Instead of doing this, it would be better to just make up an experience in which he lost his mind and made soy sauce everywhere.
To Mrs. Ying and He Yue, this was quite bizarre; to He Lingchuan, this was a shameless copying of a bloody plot.
But between the outrageous and the bizarre, he would rather choose the latter.
After all, this barely conforms to ordinary people’s cognition, doesn’t it?
He Yue patted his brother on the shoulder to express comfort: "Brother, you are back after all!"
"Yes, later on when the caravan reached the border of Rongshan Mountain, there was actually a cicada disaster there..."
When the eldest son mentioned the word "Rongshan", He Chunhua's eyes narrowed slightly.
In one day, he actually heard "Rongshan" twice. What a coincidence?