In this simple and uncontroversial little mountain village in the mountains, the adults work from sunrise to sunset, and the children spend their childhood happily catching fish, playing in the mud, and helping the adults with whatever work they can.

However, no one thought that such an ordinary and simple happy life would be broken overnight.

The family was destroyed and devastated. The corpses of relatives and neighbors were scattered all over the ground. The soil was dyed red with blood. The fire burned into the sky and burned the joy of the past. At that time, Dongfang Bubai was holding the corpses of his parents and was so heartbroken that his tears dried up. Later,

Brother Xiong, who had always been friends with him, discovered the mountain village on fire. At that time, he had lost his intuition, but he still held his parents tightly with his hands and refused to separate.

Brother Xiong helped him dig a grave at the top of the hill and buried his parents properly. At that time, he stood on the hill and looked down, pricking the palm of his hand with his finger. He swore in his heart that one day he would become a person above all others and be able to protect him.

Everything you want to protect.

This obsession finally became a demonic obstacle. When Ren Woxing handed him the Sunflower Book, he did not hesitate to choose to learn this unparalleled magical skill from the palace. However, as the martial arts gradually became more and more powerful, he could no longer

I don’t dare to go to my parents’ graves to pay homage.

His parents did not dare to damage his body, hair, and skin; there were three unfilial piety factors but the worst was not having children... When his mood began to change, when he began to yearn to be an ordinary woman, the contradictory feelings were entangled in his heart, and finally he chose to escape.

But today, Deng Jiuru's words evoked the fear and discomfort buried deep in his heart. Standing on the Blackwood Cliff, he had an unobstructed view of the mountains and dense forests below. Although the small mountain village full of childhood joy was small and invisible, it could not be seen.

Fangdongfang is undefeated but will never be forgotten.

Dongfang Bubai looked at Deng Jiuru who was holding the wine. Deng Jiuru raised the wine jar and smiled at Dongfang Bubai. His peach blossom eyes were full of memories: "My damn old man likes drinking the most, but my mother is very strict with him.

He probably can’t drink it underground, so he’s just waiting for me to quench his thirst every year at this time! Well, I’ll bring him a few more bottles this year. This year I’ll take my wife to meet the two elders. I’m sure my mother will be happy.

Let him drink more!"

"I am a man." No matter how much he wants to be a woman or regards himself as a woman, this is an undeniable fact. They have been married to each other and are a legitimate couple, but he will never be an ordinary couple.

What a wife can do is to carry on the family line and multiply children.

"An ugly daughter-in-law also wants to meet her parents-in-law. My parents love me the most and will definitely like you." Deng Jiuru knew Dongfang Bubai's uneasiness. Now Dongfang Bubai still doesn't know that the parents he talks about are Uncle Deng who loved Dongfang the most when he was a child.

Aunt Deng, you will know it soon, right?

"Daughter-in-law, help me get two jars of wine." Deng Jiuru asked Dongfang Bubai to help him pick up two more jars. The two of them walked through the mountains and fields on foot without riding in a carriage.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, Dongfang Bubai suddenly said: "If you like children, I will find a woman to give you a child, and then the two of us will raise him."

Deng Jiuru stopped and turned his head to look at Dongfang Bubai, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face: "No, I don't care if the child is not yours."

Dongfang Bubai sighed, but he couldn't help but feel a hint of joy in his heart. Then thinking of his parents who had not dared to face their deaths for so many years, Dongfang Bubai took a deep breath. Maybe he was too obsessed.

"After you have paid homage to my two elders, I will take you to pay homage to my parents."

"Well, a son-in-law should also meet his father-in-law and mother-in-law!" Deng Jiuru wiped away the seriousness on his face, and his smile brightened again: "I'm not bragging, they must like me!"

Back then, Uncle Dong and Aunt Dong loved him the most. Every time he was thirsty, they would always give him honey water to drink!

Deng Jiuru died in a coma next to his parents. When Su Baiyun rescued him, he did not take the bodies of his parents with him. When he recovered from his injuries and returned to the small mountain village, the village had been burned to the ground. When he arrived at his house

I packed up the burnt things at home, managed to find some things that were still intact, and built a tomb for my parents at the top of the west mountain.

Dongfang Bubai followed Deng Jiuru to the Western Mountain, and was surprised to find that the mountain village could be seen very clearly from the top of the mountain. Dongfang Bubai had a vague idea in his mind, and looked at Deng Jiuru with an inquisitive look in his eyes.

Deng Jiuru put down the drink, then turned around and took Dongfang Bubai's hand, his eyes full of grievance: "Hey, all I have been thinking about for so many years is you, but you are a heartless person and you have completely forgotten about me!"

"You..." Dongfang Bubai stared blankly at Deng Jiuru in front of him. There are countless people with the same name in the world. He didn't care when he heard the name. After all, he was the only one in the mountain village who was not on the run.

After a disaster, the rest of the people died tragically on the spot. His family and the Deng family were neighbors, and he saw with his own eyes his neighbor's brother Jiuru lying next to his parents, bleeding all over the ground.

Deng Jiuru raised his eyebrows: "I am blessed with great fortune and good fortune, and I met my master."

"Is it really you?" Dongfang Bubai couldn't help but start to recall the blurred appearance of that person in his mind, "He is a little fat guy with a chubby face, and his belly twitches when he runs. Dad loves to touch it.

He fed him honey and water from his small round belly, and said that it was the belly of a general. Maybe a great general would come out of the village in the future. And..."

Dongfang Bubai looked at Deng Jiuru: "He is one year older than me."

Deng Jiuru pointed to his nose: "I'm older than you, but I have a baby face and I also have a headache. Also, when you were a kid, I picked you up when you caught a fish and fell into the water.

I carried you home when you climbed a tree and fell. I gave you half of the candies my mother gave me during the Chinese New Year. I was so good to you and you forgot that I was just a little fat guy!"

The two people stared at each other, and finally laughed: "It turns out it's really you."

It turns out that this is the case, that’s why I stayed with him regardless of the first time they met, that’s why I stubbornly bowed to heaven and earth, and that’s why I wanted to be with him unconditionally. Dongfang Bubai looked in front of him and couldn’t tell what he was like back then.

Looking like Deng Jiuru, the two shadows merged together in my heart.

Deng Jiuru took Dongfang Bubai's hand and said, "Madam, let's pay our respects to our parents."

"Um."

The two people knelt down on their knees, kowtowed three times to the tombstone, then opened the wine jar and spilled the wine on the ground.

"Father, mother, my son has come to see you with his wife. Look, he is the same Xiao Fang back then. Every time he cries, mother, you use sweet buns to coax him to eat. When I cry, you pinch me.

My ears scolded me for being worthless. Xiao Fang, whom you loved very much back then, is now married to my son. Mom, are you happy for me? Well, mom, you must be happy for me, so today you will give my father more to drink.

Come on!"

Therefore, Deng Jiuru also looked very rogue in front of the grave, talking to himself very happily. Dongfang Bubai listened, and the frustrations and conflicts in his heart slowly calmed down.

The deceased are gone, but they are still alive, and they are very happy alive. Their parents, Izumi Yuzhi, will also be happy for them, right?

"My father likes to use the stream water in our mountain stream the most. He always says it is sweeter than the water in the well. Every day before dawn, he goes into the mountain to fetch water from the mountain stream to fill the water tank. Today I will also go to fetch some water for my father.

"Dongfang Bubai smiled in relief, and he and Deng Jiuru held the four empty wine jars and walked towards the back mountain that they were very familiar with when they were children.

The mountain stream was still clear, and the water flowed down from the mountain to the bottom of the pool, making a clear sound. Dongfang Bubai held two empty wine jars, lightly tapped his toes, and jumped up to the highest point of the mountain stream, handing over the wine jars.

, the water from the mountain stream poured in along the mouth of the wine jar.

Using his strength to turn around in the air, the empty jar in his other hand also began to be filled with stream water. When this one was also filled, Dongfang Bubai jumped down and landed gently on the edge of the pool.

Deng Jiuru by the pool kept looking up at Dongfang Bubai, feeling very pleased with himself. His wife's Qinggong skills were also very good!

"Madam, I will also go up and get a jar of water for my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Different from Dongfang Bubai's airy and immortal figure, who had his feet on the cliff and his body hanging in the air, Deng Jiuru did something weird, clawing at the cliff like a monkey, holding a jar in one hand and holding the other jar in his mouth

It's inside.

Dongfang Bubai saw it from below and couldn't help but smile and shake his head. No wonder he always thought that Deng Jiuru was not very old. With his mind, he was like a big child.

After Deng Jiuru also jumped down from the mountain, Dongfang Bubai took him to the top of the mountain where his parents lived.

Coincidentally, this place happened to be far away from the hilltop where Deng Jiuru's parents were. Deng Jiuru held Dongfang Bubai's hand and said, "Their relatives are really close to each other."

Dongfang Bubai didn't say anything and knelt on the ground. Deng Jiuru also knelt down. The two of them kowtowed respectfully. Dongfang Bubai poured mountain water on his parents' graves and said at the same time: "Unfilial."

My son has no face to see his two elders."

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, I will definitely take good care of your son. When I was young, mother-in-law, you said you liked me the most and wanted to recognize me as your godson. Now I am your son-in-law, not just your son.

!" Deng Jiuru recalled his childhood, and his voice was full of nostalgia.

When the two people got up and returned to Heimu Cliff, they stood at Heimu Cliff and looked down. Their mood was very different from before. The two people suddenly hugged each other tightly. The mountain wind blew over, but it could not blow away their bodies.

The warm feeling between them.

"Let's live well and happily together, and my father and mother will bless us."

"Um."
Chapter completed!