Yuchi Feng really picked up a treasure. He had always wanted a son, and today he got it!
He really doesn't favor boys over girls, it's just that father and son fighting together in battle has always been a necessary parent-child activity and aspiration for such men from military families.
This man's love for his son and daughter is completely different.
If a son has many scars on his body, he would say that these are the marks of manliness and his father is proud of them. But if it is a daughter, even if only a hair is missing, he will kill the whole family without a knife.
Therefore, Yuchi Feng loved his daughter, so he would never let Xiaojing fight in the battlefield. But he loved his son, so he would take him wherever he went.
When the sun set in the west, Yuchi Shaolang had already reached the foot of the mountain. He sniffed among Yuchi Feng's horse team and immediately recognized his father's horse. He stood loyally by the side waiting for Yuchi Feng to come down the mountain.
Bai Lang passed on all of the wolf's loyalty, unity and perseverance to Yuchi Shaolang, making Yuchi Shaolang a natural elite soldier and general. She is a qualified mother.
The panting sounds of Guo De and Guo Gang were heard in the air. It was shameful that the soldiers who killed the enemy were out of breath when they ran down the mountain. It turned out that they couldn't stay in Qinzhou any longer. If they stayed any longer, they would become women. The muscles didn't grow, but the belly did grow a lot.
When they saw Yuchi Shaolang from afar, they were convinced of their defeat. Yuchi Shaolang was a little ahead of them all the way, and sometimes when they came to a difficult place, he would stop and show them the way.
They all came in front of Yuchi Shaolang, who immediately stretched out his claws and looked alert.
Guo De and Guo Gang smiled at each other, then suddenly, with a solemn expression, they clasped their hands together, knelt on one knee, and shouted, "Master!"
"Young Master!" Immediately, the other soldiers knelt down together and shouted loudly.
The mountain breeze blew across the rough faces of each kneeling soldier, and their solemn faces showed respect and admiration for Yuchi Shaolang.
Yuchi Shaolang stood in a daze beside Yuchi Feng's horse, feeling something surging in his heart that he could not describe, yet deeply moved. He was lost in thought for a long time in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"Good!" With a loud shout, Yuchi Feng strode over. Everyone stood up and greeted him respectfully.
Yuchi Shaolang looked at him immediately. Yuchi Feng went to the horse and said, "Wolf boy, have you never ridden a horse? Today daddy will teach you!" Yuchi Feng spoke with the domineering attitude of a man, like a father, and couldn't wait to pass on all his skills to this wolf boy.
He jumped on his horse and stretched out his hand to Yuchi Shaolang, "Get on!"
Yuchi Shaolang held Yuchi Feng's big hand, and as soon as Yuchi Feng pulled him, he jumped up on the horse and sat behind Yuchi Feng. It was a power completely different from that of the mother wolf. Yuchi Shaolang felt a special and majestic power coming from Yuchi Feng.
"Swish!" Everyone got on their horses together.
"Fight!" Yuchi Feng shouted loudly, and immediately the horse neighed and galloped away!
Yuchi Shaolang sat behind Yuchi Feng, his hair blown by the wind. The feeling of speed brought a smile to his face, and he began to look forward to the days in the future with Yuchi Feng.
"Awoo—" A wolf howled from the mountains. He immediately stopped smiling and turned his head away. Tears welled up in his eyes again. He also raised his face and howled at the top of the mountain: "Awoo—"
Under the orange twilight, the horse team once again returned in an orderly manner.
When passing Pingshan North Village, the villagers saw the horse team returning and the white-haired strange man behind Yuchi Feng, and immediately exclaimed and gathered around to watch.
Yuchi Feng led the cavalry to shuttle directly through them, with no intention of stopping. Everyone looked puzzled, but they could not catch up with the tall horses.
At this time, Guo De tightened the reins, stopped and stood among the villagers: "The person who hurt Liu Dong has been found. It was the abandoned baby who was abandoned because of the white pupil. Abandoning a baby is a serious crime! Is there anyone among you who can confess?!"
The villagers panicked. Of course they knew that abandoning a baby was a serious crime, so they quietly dumped it in the mountains, but they didn't know who it was. They had never heard of anyone being born with white pupils. There were two villages in Pingshan, and this might have been done by someone from the South Village.
Seeing that no one dared to speak, Guo De sneered contemptuously and continued, "Today, my general has seen that he has amazing bones and has adopted him as his adopted son. If you are dissatisfied, you can come to the camp to ask for him!"
Guo De's words made the crowd stand still! What? A white-eyed monster that hurt people was actually adopted as a son by the general? Who dares to go to the military camp to ask for him
Liu Dong's parents were stunned and couldn't react for a moment, and forgot to ask for the person.
Guo De took out a bag of silver and threw it to Liu Dong's father who was standing there stupidly: "This is the compensation my general pays to your Liu Dong for the medical expenses. Since it is his adopted son who injured someone, the medical expenses should naturally be paid by him. If you have any objections, you can come to Qinzhou to find my general. My general is the general guarding the city of Qinzhou: Yuchi Feng!" After Guo De finished speaking in a loud voice, he rode away.
Liu Dong's parents stared at the silver in their hands, weighed it, wow! A lot! This is a profit! Who wouldn't want to stop after getting so much money? Besides, Liu Dong's injury was just like a dog bite, so it wouldn't cost that much money. This money is much more than Liu Qiang's funeral expenses! It's a pity that the death of their eldest son had nothing to do with this weirdo, otherwise, maybe they could get more money.
The old couple didn't know what expression to put on their faces as they were experiencing sadness and joy respectively.
Some people were secretly happy, while others were worried. The old couple He was still waiting for their beloved son to come back in their yard.
Since Lian Youyou and the others went up the mountain, the villagers of Nancun returned to their own villages. The Liu family buried their own son, which was not worth seeing and was unlucky, so they all dispersed and returned to their own homes.
Mr. He, the old scholar, was squatting on the doorstep of his house, smoking facing Pingshan, looking extremely worried.
Lin Yu Niang sat there stupidly, lost in thought, and kept muttering, "What a fairy... What a fairy..."
“Ah…” Mr. He sighed. It is really easy to invite gods... but difficult to send them away.
The sun sets over the mountain and the two villages are quiet.
Lin Tingjun looked at his wrist, which was gripped by Lian Youyou and turned red! This woman looked thin and weak, but she was born with supernatural powers
"What's the matter?" Lin Tingjun was already very annoyed and unhappy, and he looked at Lian Youyou with a bad expression.
Lian looked at the sun leisurely. Dusk was gradually getting darker and night was approaching. It was almost the time when yin and yang would alternate. "Wait a little longer."
Seeing Lian Youyou being mysterious again, Lin Tingjun just left. This lazy guy didn't want to play with her anymore.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Lian Youyou smiled at Lin Tingjun's angry black back. He stopped in his tracks because of her words.
"The scenery here is very beautiful. What's wrong with watching the sunset and feeling the mountain breeze? The pace of life also needs to stop and slow down~~" Lian walked behind him leisurely, put her hands behind her back and tilted her head to look at him: "You have been running around all the time, aren't you tired?"
Of course I’m tired!
Lin Tingjun sighed in the quiet mountain breeze. His hair fluttered across his thin lips. He was too tired to speak. (To be continued)