Volume Seven Chapter Fourteen Little brat, you take advantage of me!
"What's the big deal!" Chu Feiling was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and shouted immediately: "I'm your father!"
As soon as these words came out, Chu Yang's head was full of black lines.
Old man Chu Xiongcheng stared at him, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out. He didn't expect Chu Feiling to have such a reaction after finally finding his son who had been missing for eighteen years.
He stared and said, "What's going on?"
Even at the moment when she was so excited and worried about gains and losses, Yang Ruolan, who knew the inside story and why Chu Feiling reacted like this, almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Chu Feiling blushed and was speechless: "I..."
"What are you!" Mr. Chu shouted loudly: "My son has been missing for eighteen years, and when he comes back, you have a nose that is not a nose or an eye. What do you mean?"
Then he turned to Chu Yang: "Don't be afraid, dear grandson, your father has such a bad temper, and grandpa will vent his anger on you."
Chu Yang was stunned.
After a long time, he said softly and uncertainly: "...This...is...really...the Chu family?"
When these words came out, the three of them fainted at the same time.
Do you think this little ancestor thought this was a dream?
Nodding at the same time: "Of course!"
Chu Yang took a breath: "Then...are you really grandpa? Are you...father and mother?"
The three of them smiled and nodded with tears in their eyes at the same time, but one sentence made the three of them feel sour in their hearts.
Chu Yang closed his eyes and finally opened them, saying: "Pinch... pinch me... I, I... I can't move..."
I wanted to sit up, but I still didn't have the strength.
Yang Ruolan finally cried out: "Child..." She hugged him and cried loudly. Chu Yang only felt his mother's tears slowly slipping down, soaking his chest with a cool feeling.
The sour taste grew in my heart, and I murmured numbly: "It turns out I'm not dreaming..."
Feeling his mother's embrace, Chu Yang's eyes slowly became moist, and a feeling of weakness slowly arose. At this moment, King Chu Yan, whose nerves were made of steel after two lifetimes, actually felt that he had something.
I can’t help but have the urge to cry loudly!
This weakness has nothing to do with courage or anything else. It is a feeling that can only be felt in front of loved ones.
He is like a child, stubborn and proud. Faced with the wind and rain in the world, he faces it alone, with a cold face, and takes on everything. He is injured, bullied, hurt, and suffers, but he can only grit his teeth and sneer.
.
But when facing his parents, he can't help crying. Even if he was smiling a moment ago, when he suddenly sees the people closest to him, this feeling of weakness and even grievance will suddenly come up!
Chu Yang stayed quietly in his mother's arms, gritting his teeth and not wanting to cry.
However, my eyes were sore and my nose was sore. I couldn't help it. Two lines of tears slowly flowed out. Then the flood gate was opened, and the tears poured out.
Chu Feiling and Chu Xiongcheng looked at the mother and son, who had been separated for eighteen years, embracing each other, with mixed feelings in their eyes.
The two wanted to say a few words of advice, but at the same time they felt as if something was blocked in their throats, making them unable to speak. It seemed that as soon as they opened their mouths, they would burst into tears...
After a long time, Mr. Chu Xiongcheng said in a hoarse voice: "Ruolan, the child is back... The way you cry makes the child feel uncomfortable... This is a happy event, don't cry anymore..."
Yang Ruolan raised her head and saw that her son's chest was soaked with tears. She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She wanted to turn her back and wipe her eyes, but she couldn't bear to take her eyes away from her son, so she just wiped it with the back of her hand.
"This is your grandpa..." Chu Feiling coughed and said, "Chu Yang, come and see him quickly."
Chu Xiongcheng also looked at Chu Yang expectantly, and said with some excitement: "His name is Chu Yang? Was he originally called Chu Yang?"
"Yes." Chu Feiling nodded awkwardly.
"Grandson meets grandpa." Chu Yang was lying on the bed, feeling a little embarrassed: "I just don't know what happened... I can't get up, I don't have the strength... I hope grandpa won't take offense."
"How can I be surprised!" Chu Xiongcheng stroked his beard and smiled: "It's good that you are back! As for your health, grandpa will find you the best doctor for three days to see you, and he will definitely make you return to normal! Just relax.
"
"Yeah." Chu Yang responded in a low voice, looking at Chu Feiling, his lips trembled for a long time, and even his face turned red.
Chu Feiling looked at him nervously, fearing that this little bastard would call out "big brother"...then he would quickly dig into the ground..."
"Dad" Liu Chuyang finally called out in a low voice.
When he heard this cry, he felt relieved. In Chu Feiling's heart, a huge stone fell to the ground, and he said with a smile: "Good boy, that's your mother."
Chu Yang turned his eyes and looked at Yang Ruolan.
Yang Ruolan's body was trembling and she looked at him nervously. Her eyes were full of tears, but she didn't dare to blink. She forced the corners of her mouth to curl up, trying to show a gentle smile, but she was a little distorted by the sour feeling in her heart. The harder she tried to calm down.
, the more unable to maintain the expression on his face.
Chu Yang smiled softly, his eyes looking deeply at Yang Ruolan's face. His lips just squirmed, but closed again. He forced himself to control himself, but in the end his lips had become flat, and his handsome face was also weirdly distorted.
He started to beat loudly. His heartbeat was like beating a drum, and his heart was almost ready to ejaculate out of his mouth.
In my whole life, I never dreamed that I would be so weak that I couldn't even say a word.
a long time……
"...Mom..." Chu Yang finally called out, but the tone changed and his voice was thick, as if he was crying.
"Hey!" Yang Ruolan had been looking forward to it for a long time and hurriedly agreed. Tears welled up in her eyes and her whole body was shaking violently: "Good boy... my good son! My child..."
He actually choked and took a long time to catch his breath. He stretched out his arms and hugged his son, as if he wanted to rub his son into his body. He blinked his eyes desperately and gasped for air. Finally, he felt like crying and laughing at the same time.
He said: "You...you finally...you finally came home..."
She cried and laughed without any manners, and hugged her son tightly, as if the next moment, her son would disappear again."
After a long time, Yang Ruolan jumped up and took Chu Feiling's hand: "Fei Ling! Fei Ling, did you hear it? My son called me mom... My son called me mom! I've been waiting for this call.
, I have been waiting for nineteen years, I have been waiting for nineteen years! I finally heard it! My son is back! He is back! He is back!!"
Chu Feiling held her hand tightly and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, my son is back! He is back..."
Thinking of the suffering that the couple endured during these nearly nineteen years, I feel worried and can't help but burst into tears and have mixed feelings in my heart...
Mr. Chu Xiongcheng turned his head slightly, and two lines of old tears fell quietly from his eyes.
After a long time, this exciting emotion weakened slightly.
Yang Ruolan was already sitting beside her son's bed, gently stroking her son's face and hair with her fingers. Her face was filled with contentment, her eyes were still moist, and she sobbed from time to time, but she had calmed down.
"Child, how did you get here all these years?" Yang Ruolan thought of what Wu Qianqian said about Chu Yang's past, and her heart ached.
"These years?" Chu Yang smiled softly and said: "In fact, these years have been very peaceful, and I have not encountered any big troubles. I have grown up with my master since I was a child. The master is a very good person and takes good care of me.
I am also meticulous.
Basically I have never suffered any grievances, everything goes according to my own temper, and my life these years has been...smooth and stable."
"Smooth and steady..." Yang Ruolan couldn't help but want to cry again, and hurriedly held it back. She knew that her son said this to alleviate the guilt in her heart.
But... your calmness is a bit outrageous, right?
How many times have they been in turbulent waves? How many times have they escaped with their lives? With the power of one person and a small amount of cultivation, the entire situation for three days has been overturned. How can the word 'dangerous' be used to simply describe this?
Going deep into the enemy's hinterland, the capital city of Zhao, there are many dangers and dangers surrounding the city.
Fleeing alone for 13,000 miles, being hunted down by an enemy with the strength of a whole country, encircled and suppressed by a force thousands of times stronger than yours... How tragic is that?
Why didn't you say a word about this?
During the three days of great turmoil, you led the brothers to a decisive battle at the Exile Lake. That was a discord... You didn't mention it, just to make me feel at ease!
Yang Ruolan felt that her throat was lumpy and she was choking. She looked at her son's smiling face and tried hard to find traces of wind and frost on it. However, after searching all over, she got lost in her son's face first...
"Good boy..." Yang Ruolan said dotingly: "My parents couldn't take care of you personally... you still look so handsome..."
Chu Feiling said with a smile: "This cannot be changed. The child looks like me. No matter where he grows up, he is always so handsome."
"Smelly!" Yang Ruolan burst into tears and smiled, suddenly feeling that something was missing, she said, "Where is father?"
Chu Feiling said: "The old man blessed me to take care of the child, and he went to arrange for someone to see a doctor." He smiled and said: "I saw him crying just now... I must be a little embarrassed in front of my daughter-in-law.
...and ran away in a hurry."
He tried his best to speak humorously, and Yang Ruolan and Chu Yang both smiled at each other, feeling that the depressed and sad atmosphere was gradually going away.
"I thought you were the one who ran away first." "The greatest immortal in history who worships his own son!" Yang Ruolan said narrowly, curling her lips.
At this moment, there are only three members of the family left, so Yang Ruolan will naturally not give him any face.
"Ha ha……"
Upon hearing this, Chu Yang couldn't help but really laughed.
When Yang Ruolan saw that her words had finally made her son happy, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, and her heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. She had the same warm feeling as when her son was just born, and she held him in her arms and rocked him to stop him from crying.
As I thought about it, I couldn't help but feel maternal love overflowing in my heart, and the look in my eyes when I looked at my son became more and more gentle. Looking at my son was like looking at a rare treasure. No matter how I looked at it, I couldn't get enough of it.
Handsome eyebrows, handsome eyes, perfect face... Even the smell on your body is so fresh and good...
"You're still young! It's all your fault! Little bastard!" Chu Feiling blushed and pretended to be angry: "You should have thought about it at that time. At that time, your face was full of embarrassment and fear. You thought I couldn't see it? But you
Just don't say "...you, you, you, you deliberately take advantage of me!"
(I made a mistake in the last chapter. Chu Feiyan has a son and a daughter. I remembered it incorrectly... I’d like to explain it here. Don’t be offended. Thank you to the brothers for reminding me in the book review area.)
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