"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward!"
Yan Shuangwu was moved and his whole body trembled with excitement.
The heart has the Tigers, fine sniffing the rose……
This sentence was like a bolt of lightning, splitting open his chaotic sea of consciousness. Everything suddenly became clear. At this moment, he seemed to have a deeper understanding of literature.
Tiger, sniff carefully.
Hardness and softness.
Two completely different contradictions seem to blend together perfectly, containing a unique charm.
This sentence is beautiful.
The charm of simplicity is even more intoxicating.
'This is a classic poem that I like very much. In this world, Yan Shuangwu should gain something...'
Lin Yi thought so in his heart.
Then he entered the restaurant, found a nearby seat and sat down, watching the group of female bachelors going upstairs with their room numbers.
"They probably don't know now that when they are asked to go to the room, they are not waiting for their family members to come over, but...their family members are already waiting for them."
Lin is also particularly looking forward to the scene when these female bachelors reunite with their families.
They have suffered for too long!
…
"Will the young master help me find my parents?"
Fu Lingzhi led the two teenagers, feeling hopeful and a little scared.
Are they still alive?
Do you blame yourself?
Will they recognize these two defective children?
I also owe them too much...
"Mom, are we waiting for someone here?"
The boy asked as he groped for the staircase handrail.
"Well, the young master is very nice. He said he would help my mother find her family and asked us to wait here."
Fu Lingzhi touched her eldest son's head and said, "If Mom sees them in the future, you must say that Mom is doing well..."
"OK!"
The young man nodded innocently and murmured in his heart: "Remember my mother's words, she is doing well."
Fu Lingzhi glanced at the numbered room, which was located in Room Bingding, and then led the young man to open the door...
Dazzling light quickly poured into Fu Lingzhi's eyes from the open window in the room, making her unable to open her eyes for a moment.
When he raised his head slightly to cover himself, he vaguely saw a figure sitting by the window.
In her eyes that were all white, she seemed to see a familiar figure.
Just like the middle-aged man with broad shoulders more than ten years ago, he hugged her goodbye in Jintian Mansion.
At that time, he was wearing a brand new gown and holding his mother's hand, but all he could see was her.
From then on.
She never saw the middle-aged man again, but she vaguely saw him in her dreams on countless nights.
She tried hard to catch up, but she couldn't catch him, so after so many years, he became increasingly blurry in her dreams.
But at this moment.
She saw that figure again, and it was a bit frighteningly familiar.
"He seems to be walking towards me. This dream seems to be different from before... maybe my illness has recurred!"
Fu Lingzhi laughed at himself.
After adjusting to the bright light, she led the two teenagers into the room.
But the next moment.
"Ganoderma lucidum?"
A familiar but somewhat choked call sounded around her, and her memory suddenly pulled her back to many years ago.
At that time, there would always be someone who would call her "Ganoderma lucidum" and "daughter" back and forth every day, holding her in the palm of her hand like a treasure for fear of falling, and holding her in her mouth for fear of melting.
That person is called father.
It was he who taught her how to read and write, how to babbling, and how she cried after falling down countless times. It was he who gently picked her up and put her on his neck.
She fell in love with the feeling of sitting on her father's shoulders.
So she learned to reach out and ask for a hug... That man would never let her down.
She shook her feet proudly, declaring that this was her territory.
Lowering her head, she saw the shadow of a girl riding on her father's shoulders in the dusk, being pulled very long...
"Ganoderma! You are my Ganoderma!"
An unexpected hug held her tightly in his arms, and Fu Lingzhi instinctively wanted to struggle.
But as the memory faded, she saw an old man with white hair in front of her, wearing the gown her father gave her to try on.
Vaguely.
The appearance of the sixty-year-old man in front of her seemed to be visibly getting younger, and he looked very much like her father who regarded her as his life.
No!
No!
Not like, this is the father.
This is her father who has gray hair.
"father!"
Unable to suppress her inner emotions, Fu Lingzhi stretched out her arms and hugged the old man. Her body gradually became weak and she knelt down on the ground, crying loudly.
"Lingzhi, you are really my father's daughter, ah..."
The old man no longer has a strong body, and he can no longer support the little girl he used to be. He hates this disabled body and hugs her on the floor.
At this moment, I was in tears, and I was no longer as strong and role model as before.
After searching hard for more than ten years, I sat on the threshold countless times, looking at the direction she used to run back from school, hoping so much to see her running again...
And he would stand up, stretch out his hands to hug her, lift her up high, and ask her what the master taught her today.
Then the father and daughter recited in unison while walking.
"mother!"
The calls of the two teenagers brought the old man and Fu Lingzhi to their senses. The visitor wiped away his tears, looked at the two teenagers, and said with a smile: "Lingzhi, is this your child?"
"kindness!"
Fu Lingzhi hesitated for a moment, but quickly nodded firmly.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, old man, I'm going to be a grandpa, so soon..." The old man smiled and cried.
"Dad, where is my mother?"
Except for her father, there was no mother in the room who was always wearing an apron. Then she seemed to see something.
Tears burst out.
She stood up and walked to the table, looked at the memorial tablet with her mother's name engraved on it, and held it tightly in her arms.
I didn't cry madly, but I couldn't control my tears.
in the room.
The woman held her mother's body, nestled in her father's arms, and looked at the two helpless children.
This was actually a scene she didn't dare to ask for.
She found new motivation to work hard for the rest of her life. She also had a father and two children.
She wanted to accompany her father for the rest of her life. Now, it was her turn to hold him in the palm of her hand...
…
at the same time.
In each room of the restaurant, the joys and sorrows of the world are staged, one after another touching scenes.
To get out of the pain of seeing no hope and reunite with their families, they have nothing more to ask for in this life.
Only then did they realize that this was the gift given to them by the young master.
This gift is so expensive that it will never be repaid...
In the restaurant lobby.
Lin Yi clenched his hands tightly, and his good hearing allowed him to hear those calls of family affection, and every sound seemed to ring in his soul.
His whole body was numb.
What makes him a little incredible is that the righteousness of Haoran in Wen Palace has increased invisibly, and his cultivation has improved clearly.
"This is the benefit of practicing great ambitions..."
Lin also had a very special feeling, as if this was a reward from Hongyuan.
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My little sister also hopes to update more, but the reminder is to update once a thousand, but it will break out next Monday, and the daily update will start from four chapters...
