"By the way, where is Junjun?" Lin Yi suddenly remembered.
"He was taken away by your mother. Your mother treats Junjun as the apple of her eye." Chen Qiangwei couldn't help but look resentful when she talked about this.
Even though there are four children, Lin Yi only has one biological child, Lin Qianjun.
According to current estimates, he should be graduating from high school soon.
Suddenly Lin Yi gave a self-deprecating smile.
When I was abandoned, I hated my parents in my heart for not caring about me or looking for me for more than ten years. But now I find that I, their father, have not visited my son for more than ten years. What is the difference between me and my father Lin Kaixuan
He really didn't have time and wasn't strong enough to even save his own children.
Maybe Lin Kaixuan thought the same thing at the beginning.
Suddenly, Lin Yi actually felt a little bit sorry for Lin Kaixuan.
At this time in the living room, Chen Guo and Chen Wanwan were sitting face to face, both of them feeling a little awkward.
But Chen Guo was more outgoing and cheerful. After a moment of silence, he took the initiative to say, "Are you Wanwan? Dad often mentions you, saying that you are a very sensible person, at least more sensible than me."
"Hmm?" Wanwan showed a happy smile. Being praised by Lin Yi has always been the motivation for her efforts.
"You are Chen Guo. My father said that you have a talent for cultivation. I really envy you. Unlike me, I am so stupid." Wanwan scratched her head in frustration.
"What? I don't think you're stupid at all. By the way, you see there are so many cultivation books here. Are you practicing too?"
"Yeah! I have been learning and practicing for seven years." Guoguo's voice gradually became as small as a mosquito at the end.
"Really? What's your strength?"
"Internal strength..."
"Internal strength is great? That talent is indeed a bit ordinary."
"In the early stage of internal strength... ... I'm just a little stronger than an ordinary girl." Wanwan blushed even more with embarrassment.
Guoguo was speechless this time, and smiled dryly: "The talent is indeed a little poor, but it doesn't matter, Dad is very powerful, you can let her help you."
Thinking of this, Wanwan's eyes suddenly lit up and she smiled, "Yes, Dad's strength is unfathomable, he will definitely be able to help Wanwan, hehe."
"So, sister, what is your level of cultivation? You should be very powerful, are you a master?"
Guo Guo shook his head and laughed, "I am in the early stage of the Divine Realm. Now if I slap you lightly, hundreds of men will be blown away by me."
"This is so amazing." Wanwan envied Guoguo even more.
"Actually, there's nothing good about practicing. It just makes you live longer." Guoguo said dully.
This level of cultivation was a gift from heaven, and she herself didn't really want it.
"It would be great if you could give me half of your talent. What a pity."
Wanwan sighed.
At this time, there were bursts of uniform footsteps outside the villa. In the late night and early morning, such footsteps gave people a strong sense of oppression, as if something big was about to happen.
"I'll go knock on the door." A major general stepped forward and said.
"Oh, no need!" An old man with white hair and beard, it was none other than Mr. Qinglong, a pillar general of China. He had been a soldier all his life, but at this age he still stood as firm as a pine tree and as still as a clock.
"Lin Yi has been away from his hometown for ten years. Let him reminisce about the past first. Besides, with his ability, he already knew we were coming, so there is no need to knock on the door. He will naturally come out to see us if he wants to. Let's wait." Old Master Qinglong said with his hands behind his back.