"Xiao Hui has really grown up. He took the initiative to use the wooden sword in the martial arts competition and competed fairly. He is such a good boy." "You really know how to praise your son." Lin Feng said with a smile, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

Shen Lan was cleaning his sword and said, "Isn't he your son? Of course he should be praised for his good work." Yes, yes, Xiao Yuan is such a good child, and Brother Jiang didn't see him praising him. You. "Lin Feng sighed and put the teacup on the table.

Shen Lan put the sword on the table and said, "When have you ever seen Xiao Hui proud? Besides, you, the father, don't know what kind of person Xiao Hui is?"

"Xiao Hui, get the painkiller and apply it on your father quickly, so that he can talk again."

"No need, I can do it myself." Lin Feng coughed twice with emphasis. Upon hearing this, Shen Lan quickly changed her attitude and said, "Xiao Hui, you go read a book. I will help him with it later."

Lin Zhihui said, "It's okay, I'll do it."

Lin Zhihui put down the book in his hand, took out a small white medicine bottle from the room, walked to Lin Feng and said, "Father, it's time to apply the medicine."

Lin Feng looked at the medicine bottle in Lin Zhihui's hand and sighed. Shen Lan looked at it and said nothing.

Lin Feng said, "I didn't feel anything when I first applied this painkiller, but after a while it hurt more than before." Lin Feng seemed to say what kind of medicine this was and I didn't want to apply it.

Lin Zhihui said, "Father, please bear with me. You will get better faster if you take the pills from the head master and this bottle of painkillers. This can be regarded as relieving pain with pain."

Lin Feng laughed twice and said, "This is the first time I have heard of such a strange therapy. What is using pain to relieve pain? You kid knows that you are in the same group as your mother."

Shen Lan said, "That's right, I gave birth to my son. Who else will he follow if he doesn't follow me?" Then he paused and continued, "I'll boil some foot-washing water." After that, he walked out of the room.

Lin Feng took off his shirt to reveal a strong and straight back. His perfect back was attracted by dark scars.

When Lin Zhihui applied the medicine, he gently touched the deep ditches and dark passages, like black centipedes lying on this perfect and hard back.

Every time Lin Zhihui touched him, it seemed as if there were ants biting him in his heart. After taking the medicine, Lin Zhihui tried his best not to behave abnormally, and then made an excuse and said, "Father, you have a good rest first, and I will help mother add some firewood."

Lin Zhihui was about to leave, but Lin Feng stopped him and said, "Xiao Hui."

It was getting late, and the candles in the room flickered on and off, swaying like a naughty child deliberately playing with them.

Lin Zhihui stopped, took a deep breath, and sucked in the tears from his eyes. After adjusting his mood, he turned around and said, "What's wrong, father?"

At this glance, Lin Zhihui seemed to see white hair appearing in Lin Feng's black hair, but there was nothing he could do as his father was walking further and further away.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "It's nothing, father is fine, go help your mother."

Lin Zhifan walked to the door with a heavy heart, no longer able to suppress his grief and anger.

Lin Feng didn't have the injury on his back before he went to Nanjing, and he knew nothing about it after he came back.

So what happened? Lin Feng and Shen Lan didn't say a word about what happened in Nanjing. Lin Zhifan clenched his fist and punched the pear tree in the yard. The pear tree shook its top, and leaves fell from the sky, feeling a little cold when they fell on his face.

Lin Zhifan walked into the kitchen. His mother was adding firewood to boil water with her usual skillful movements. Lin Zhifan remembered that he wanted to help them cook last time, but in the end he found out that they would not be back at noon, so he didn't cook any food.

Lin Zhifan squatted down and buried his head in Shen Lan's legs.

Shen Lan took out a hand and stroked his back. Lin Zhihui closed his eyes, but tears fell unsatisfactorily, falling more and more until Shen Lan felt that his clothes were wet.

"Xiao Hui, look at me." Shen Lan said in an almost hoarse voice. "Lin Zhihui could no longer remain silent," said his mother. "Lin Zhihui hugged his mother and nestled his head on her shoulder.

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Hui." Shen Lan comforted him while wiping the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

Shen Lan is also a woman and a person with children and a family. Even though she appears to be strong in front of outsiders, her flesh and blood are no different from ordinary people.

It's just that this is a secret contest. No matter you are a man or a woman, since you have chosen this path, you should choose without hesitation like others. So over the years, she followed Lin Feng up and down the mountain in the wind and snow, and followed Lin Feng through life and death in the scorching heat.

She never chose to back down. For the sake of her mission, she would rather give up her child and let him be fostered in other people's homes when he was one year old. When Lin Zhihui heard him call his mother for the first time when he was eight years old, the joy and excitement were even happier than after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers.

Lin Zhihui refused to call them father and mother at first, but when he grew up, he always wanted to return to his own home, so he was nervous and shy when he called them for the first time. But Lin Feng and Shen Lan happily picked him up and kissed him, but Lin Zhihui felt disgusted and wanted to escape.

After getting along for several years, Lin Zhihui gradually adapted to his current life. When his parents were on a mission, they stayed in Jiang Yuan's home. Jiang Yuan was a person who could talk to him. Even though he had a home, Lin Zhihui's empty yard made Lin Zhihui feel uncomfortable. Rebirth creates a kind of loneliness.

Shen Lan hugged him and sobbed softly. For the first time, Lin Zhihui felt that he was so unbearable and frustrated. Those were his biological father and mother. They had done life-threatening things for him. This kind of feeling It was like a gunpowder bag placed on his body, always reminding his father and mother that they were in danger at any time.

But the gunpowder bag never exploded, so Lin Zhihui gradually felt that there was nothing to be afraid of. But now that his parents were gathered together, the gunpowder bag exploded. Lin Zhihui felt that he was surrounded by the smell of gunpowder, choking his nose and making it difficult to breathe.

In the past, Lin Zhihui felt that his parents were the ones who gave birth to and raised you. In addition, Lin Zhihui could not feel that there was any other meaning. Now Lin Zhihui can finally face his heart and accept them. Parents can do anything for you. people. I am a cub that they take care of carefully. Although I am not around, I am always in my heart.

It's ridiculous to think about it. I have been fostered in Jiang Yuan's family for so many years. Every time I heard Jiang Yuan call Jiang Chushan's father, I also called him. Jiang Chushan didn't refuse. After knowing that his parents came back and Jiang Chushan said that these are your biological parents, Lin Zhihui felt for a moment that he was happier than Jiang Yuan because he had two sets of parents.

But when Lin Zhihui moved to Qingfengju, he found that he was not as happy as before. For example, he often didn't know what to say when facing the two of them. He was very obedient in front of them, but he still went to tell Jiang Yuan about many things. I have never cried or shown any abnormal emotions in front of Lin Feng and Shen Lan.

During the days when Lin Zhihui lived in Qingfengju, he learned to disguise himself and used lies and deception to make himself a blanket. The blanket was thick and warm. Lin Zhihui thought that covering himself with a blanket would prevent him from getting cold, but he still couldn't. He would often wake up in the middle of the night. At that time, Lin Zhihui would secretly go to Qingyou Bureau to take a nap, and his mother would come to pick him up the next morning.

Later, Lin Zhifan actually looked forward to his parents going out on missions, so that he could stay in Qingyou Bureau with peace of mind, restore his former happiness with Jiang Yuan, and enjoy this childhood home.

Lin Zhifan remembered that once, he pointed at Qingfengju and asked, "Whose house is this? It's very beautiful, but it seems like no one lives here." Jiang Yuan said, "Father said that this is left for you, and you will live here when you grow up." At that moment, the young Lin Zhifan felt the fear of the unknown. Even though Jiang Chushan and You Li often cleaned the yard and kept it clean, the empty nothingness scared Lin Zhifan, so he began to work harder and practice magic, not to stand shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Yuan, but because he didn't want to go back to that cold and empty yard.

Tears fell one by one, today's tears can include all the tears in the past. The past often deeply hurts Lin Zhifan's heart, and Lin Zhifan hugs his mother tightly and doesn't want to let go.

"What's wrong? You look unhappy." Lin Zhihui was standing on the Deyue Bridge, and Jiang Yuan walked over and asked.

"Xiao Yuan..." After Jiang Yuan approached, Lin Zhihui hugged him tightly.

Jiang Yuan was startled, then hugged his hand and asked softly, "Xiao Hui, what's wrong?"

Lin Zhihui lay on his shoulder for a long time before saying, "Xiaoyuan, thank you." Jiang Yuan was at a loss as to what happened.

After a while, Lin Zhihui left his shoulder and said, "Hey, I made you laugh." Jiang Yuan said a little irritably, "What's wrong with laughing? It's not the first time you've cried in front of me. "It's definitely not good for you to cry. Tell me what's going on. Don't make me worry."

Seeing his anxious look, Lin Zhihui immediately smiled and said, "Xiao Yuan, I have only cried in front of you, but today I also cried with my mother." Jiang Yuan seemed to understand, and nodded, "Yeah "Sounded, and then asked, "What happened?"

Lin Zhihui told him the whole story. Jiang Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "This is the best."

"Xiaoyuan, do you still remember when we were children? One time we ran away to play. When we came home, we were dirty and there was no clean spot on our clothes. Aunt Jiang carefully took off my dirty clothes and then Put on clean clothes and worry about you last. At that time, I thought Aunt Jiang was also my mother, so I thought my mother loved me the most. Many things happened later, and Aunt Jiang was obviously for me. "

Jiang Yuan watched him calmly state these past events and said, "I remember."

"Thank you, and Aunt Jiang and Uncle Jiang." Lin Zhihui said what was deep in his heart. He finally said this after putting it aside for a long time. It's like an old wine that has been buried in dust and finally been dug out. Both the smell and age make people feel long-lasting and heartwarming.

"If it weren't for you, I don't think I would have had such a happy childhood."

"Can you sincerely accept them now?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"It couldn't be done before, but it can be done from now on." Lin Zhihui smiled.

The moonlight shone brightly all over the ground, covering everything with a bright white night dress. The night was quiet, except for the two young men on the crooked Deyue Bridge, who were looking at the moonlight with sadness all over the ground.