Our Hometown

Chapter 112 Winter in Yanglingyi

Huo Guang looked at his father with a smile and said: "Are you still going to lie to me?"

"I do not have……"

"Father, you may not know. I promised my mother that she would live like a servant and a maid, and Zhong Ming was eating. At that time, she was the only owner in a huge house ...

My mother is very longing for ... Haha, that is to say, as long as I live, my mother will not despair.

As for you ... my mother has long disappointed.

Mrs. Wei has an elder brother, and my mother has me. It is not difficult to live a good life. I just think that my mother is still young and should not be separated from her father early.

Mother's background is not good, lack of knowledge, greed is nature, you look down on this is common sense, I think that with me, you will cherish the mother more, at least not to abuse her.

I have studied under my teacher for many years, and my studies are very heavy. I almost sleep and sleep. Even so, Northwestern Polytechnic has so many academics and countless counts. I ca n’t hope to master them in my life no matter how hard I try.

As a result, the number of times I have returned home in the past few years.

But my behavior caused my father to be dissatisfied. He did n’t dare to question your son, but vented all his grievances to his mother. "

Huo Zhongru's mouth was more trembling, and he gritted his teeth and said: "My son said so, it's not proper to be a father. Presumably, it must be the hand of the **** Yang Ji."

Huo Guang sighed softly: "Why do you need it?"

Huo Zhongru shivered more and more, pointing at Huo Guangdao, "Dare you dare to kill your father?"

Huo Guang leaned his head against the carriage and said lazily: "I actually envy the master's family style. The master lady is dignified and gentle, the little teacher lady is free and lively. The master also has an outside room, although the world is famous, but Most unloved by the master.

These three teachers and ladies have their own things to do. There is no one who does nothing. If all three of them are men, they are all heroes.

The home is harmonious, and there is a sense of peace everywhere. Step into this door, and feel comfortable. Although the little sister is difficult to serve, and often plays tricks on children for fun, it is also a very kind person. It is never too much. If there is no accident, it will be you A good match for children in the future.

Your son Huo Guang, as a disciple, is in charge of most of Yun's wealth, but there are no complaints.

This trust is difficult for even parents to achieve?

Father, can you do it? "

Huo Zhongru's face was ashamed, his mouth shuddered, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "My eldest son is a general, and he is invincible. He is a champion at a young age and he is a general.

My second son, although young, is also the right pick of the eldest son of the emperor.

Such a family, should be the ancestor of Guangzong Yaozu, outstanding for a while ...

But ... your father Huo Zhongru is still a 300-year-old mandarin. When dressing according to genre, the front should always be shortened by one inch, nothing else, just because your father does n’t have much time to straighten his waist and cut short. One inch, the front robe can be neat and orderly.

Your elder brother returns triumphantly, as his father as a small official, not only to send someone to cheer for your elder brother, when your elder brother enters the city, after the father can only bow down to the people, welcome your elder brother into the city with a big gift.

Mrs. Wei's servant maid, when she was a slave in the past, swayed for her father's call, and since Wei Qing's prosperity, her former grace disappeared.

How magnificent the Chang'an champion Hou Fu was, but only the former slave girl stood high above, and was driven out by the house slaves for her father's two trips.

For your father, all your hopes are on you again ... who expected ... Your eldest brother became a person under Wei's door, and you, you see, became under Yun's door again.

In desperation, he could only marry Yang again for his father, hoping to regenerate a son, but this time, he would never entrust his children to others.

Your mother, who wants to learn Mrs. Wei, is planning to set up another place in Chang'an. How do you let me tolerate this situation? "

Huo Guang asked with a sigh: "So, the father killed his mother?"

Huo Zhongru slumped in the carriage and murmured: "I just pushed her in a rage, and her head hit the corner of the table.

I was terrified and wanted to save her. After all, I did n’t know how to do it. In order not to make you doubt, I could only pretend that she hanged herself ...

You are so smart, just look at your mother as if everything is known, holding a candle and lit my home ... I can ... what can I do? You are murderous, fierce ... What can I do?

Hahaha, the father who fears his son so much in the world, I am afraid I am the only one? "

Huo Guang also leaned his head against the wall of the compartment. Every time the car bumped, his head hit the compartment. Huo Guang wiped the tears from his face and said to his father, "I'm going to send my mother He was buried in Shanglin Garden, and his father asked for permission. "

Huo Zhongru waved indifferently: "It's up to you, it's up to you, and my life is up to you ..."

"Huo's house is indeed old, and it makes sense to renovate it. These hard-working fathers worry about it. As long as they move out with Yang Ji for three or five months, a new house will be built in the next spring."

Huo Guang knelt on the carriage board, stunned his father, and then said: "My future ambitions are great. Although Huo's family is well-off, he can't bear it.

No matter what Huo Guang will do in the future, his father will be Huo Zhongru, and this will not change, nor can he change it.

Father take care! "

Huo Guang finished speaking, jumped off the carriage, and drove away the Yun family general who surrounded him, took out a xun from his arms, and hummed and walked down the street, behind him. , Huo Zhongru came crying tears.

In Guanzhong in winter, the weather is very cold and severe, but the wind is not strong but it can carry the cold into the bone.

Dalu gave his father, Huo Guang, a single shirt, and the song in the cold wind was gone, and his body was cold.

A horse-drawn carriage drove over, and a white fox fur warm hat fell on Huo Guang's head. Huo Guang didn't need to look, just felt the familiar aroma on the warm hat, and looked at the carriage with red eyes.

The carriage stopped five steps away, and a tight little body wrapped in white fox fur jumped from the carriage, and the skill was fairly agile.

"Fool, why are you crying?"

Huo Guang wiped the tears on his face and shook his head: "Frozen ... No, a mouse ran over my feet.

Huh? Didn't you go to Fugui City? "

A warm little man held Huo Guang's cold hands, Huo Guang looked around at the boring idle people, took Yunyin on the carriage, and got into himself.

"Deception, how can a mouse run out in such a cold day?"

"Yes, the mice have no food, and the cold weather will come out."

"You didn't bring the mouse into the carriage?"

"No, I confirmed it."

"I want to search!" Yunyin is not afraid of tigers, but the most afraid of mice.

"Da Mo is about to make trouble, let Xiao Lang be quiet for a while."

The voice of the red sleeves came from behind, and Yun Yin shut up immediately, but the **** eyes had aggrieved tears.

At home, Yunyin is not afraid of Song Qiao because Song Qiao never scolds her. As for Su Zhi, they are the best friends. Only the red sleeves that teach her to read and read literacy make Yunyin most afraid. Write.

Huo Guang took off his hat and pulled out a white sackcloth from his arms. He tied it to his forehead and said to Yun Yin: "My mother died."

Red Sleeve sighed and helped Huo Guang re-tied the filial hat and put him on a fox fur: "Then, you shouldn't wander on the street, you should go to your mother's spirit to observe filial piety."

Yun Yin was stunned for a long time. She had never experienced such a thing. After thinking for a long time, she said: "I have three mothers and I can give you one."

Red sleeves are about to yell at Yunyin, the ten-year-old girl, how can you still say such a thing?

But listening to Huo Guangdao: "They are my maid and my mother."

Yun Yin was helpless for a moment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ hugged Huo Guang violently, patting his back with his hand and said, "Cry, cry, fall asleep after crying, and I won't be sad after waking up Now. "

Huo Guang smiled instead of crying, straightened Yun Yin's body, and took her hand: "It doesn't matter, I've already cried. Now I don't cry. It's the right thing to bury my mother early."

"My mother so comforted me ..."

"I know, it's just that your brother Huo Guang has grown up. If you want to go to work, you should go back to the mansion earlier."

"Aren't you going with us?"

Huo Guang put the white fox fur hat on Yunyin's head again, gave a smiley face in red sleeves, and then jumped off the carriage.

"I hate growing up!" Yun Yin said fiercely.

"We always want to grow up."

Huo Guang replied, and strode toward Huo's house, which was still smoking. This time, he felt that the winter in Yanglingyi was not that cold.