v4 Chapter 16： Big Funeral [First more] (2/2)

”Ji Yuewu has no affection for you. In any case, you must not lose her.”

”I knew she was in Zhongzhou, so you can go and find her.”

Xiao Chen heard the words, pondered for a moment, then nodded.

Ji Yue Wu, after all, he is the woman who wants to get back and make good compensation. This cannot be forgotten.

”When is it out?”

Xing Tian frowned slightly. With Xiao Chen's heart, he knew that he should go straight to Zhongzhou regardless of all these.

Right now, the performance is somewhat abnormal.

Xiao Chen looked dim, slowly shook his head, and said, ”After March, I will go out again to Zhongzhou.”

”After this day, Xiao Chen will not go out and stay at home to serve his parents and his elders to make up for these years of regrets.”

Xing Tian heard the words, thoughtfully, and sighed.

The two raised their drinks and drank on their backs.

Get drunk.

. . . . .

Since March, Xiao Chen has not left the Xiao family for half a step, and any visitor has declined.

At dawn, I packed up and went to where my parents were. Please say hello.

Early.

Sitting in the shade of the tree at noon and the second old man, they talked about the matter for a few years. The language was peaceful and the crisis was all understated.

In the noon, the Xiao family gathered together, exulting and exulting. Seeing the people thrive, the elders were happy, and the forehead wrinkles stretched.

Over the day, Xiao Chen pointed out personally on the martial arts field. The Xiao family stepped into the gas-refining junior, and was very surprised and humbly asking for advice. The second old man sat on the sidelines, whispered softly, and looked at the only son, all of which was the color of pride.

After the banquet, I supported the elders and took a walk under the moon to ease the fatigue during the day.

About half an hour, the old man was a little lacking. Xiao Chen personally delivered it to the room, waited for sleep, and took the door out.

There was no interruption on March 90.

Xiao Chen, like a mundane person, emerges from the sun and sleeps at sunset.

Walking on the avenue, endless slaughter, his heart was exhausted, and he was completely relaxed and rested at this moment.

At noon that day, Xiao Chen was sitting on the bench, both parents were sitting side by side, his face was slightly tired, but his spirit was very good.

”Zi Yan, the son's first woman, I told the Elder, although she didn't want to recognize me, when I finally couldn't forget her.”

”She has become our Xiao family's woman. I always want to find her back for the second old man to see.”

Father Xiao nodded and looked relieved. ”Yuewu's girl is also very good. Although you are different now, these two girls are rare in the world. You must treat them better.”

”Your father said well, Ji Yuewu's girl, mother likes it, you must marry her home.”

”As for Ziyan, she must have something to hide. As a manly husband, you need to take more care.”

Xiao's mother spoke quietly.

Xiao Chen nodded respectfully, ”My parents are assured, my son remembers it.”

As usual, Xiao Chen spoke and both parents listened.

Today is talking about the Sifang City auction. As time passed, Xiao Father and Xiao Mother closed their eyes slowly, as if they were asleep, and the corners of their mouths still smiled.

Xiao Chen spoke, her voice very low, as if she was afraid of waking her parents up.

But this time, the story is extremely long.

Day and night, Xiao Chen was sitting on the bench, cuddling his parents, and speaking lowly.

With red eyes and tears, everything was silent.

Throughout the Xiao family, no one dared to approach here and bother. Secretly operating, silently, Bai Su was covered with branches, and raised white paper lanterns.

Parents, go.

Xiao Chen already knew about this result.

Seven years of thoughts, mourning and sorrow, the old man's blood has dried up, the source has been dissipated and he is weak. If Xiao Chen was not in his heart, he would have gone.

After returning home, Xiao Chen combed his body with spiritual power as his second wife. Today, this is the limit.

From the east, Xiao Chen got up, bowed down with respect, kneeling, and his voice frowned, and he frowned.

”Unfilial child Xiao Chen, send the second old man to heaven!”

The following three days, the Xiao family was greatly mourned. Every ordinary couple died, but countless monks came to worship.

Zhao Guo, even in the surrounding areas, no less than 100,000 monks came.

Xiao Chen knelt in the Lingtang, converging. Enter the monk, kneel down and respectfully.

As ordinary people, this can be the case.