"No, I was very careful when I came in, and I froze the feet of today's gatekeeper."

"Oh, it's Hazatu, then it's okay."

"How have you and mom been doing these past two years?"

"It's good. I'm the boss now. If you don't come, I will close the network in a while."

"Good guys, you two are so popular here, why don't you turn around and throw me into my uncle's and aunt's house?"

"Don't make trouble. Although your uncle is afraid of his wife, he won't miss you. Although your aunt is a bit unruly, don't you still have your brother?"

"Tsk, you already knew about Narusawa?"

"Well, he found us. To be honest, when we eloped and left each other, we didn't know that my son was actually the reincarnation of the Dragon Clan. After your mother learned the truth, she always doubted whether she had joined the ancient sense.

'Born with Pregnancy' team."

"...Fuxi or Huangdi?" Lu Mingfei raised his forehead.

There was suddenly no words between the two of them.

Don't be anxious, just wait.

One day when Lulincheng came home from get off work, he brought back small packets of seeds, which he said were given by his friend who worked in the botanical garden. The father and son spent their weekends burning many crooked clay pots, watering and fertilizing them over a few weeks.

Finally, the bluebells actually sprouted. That summer, Lu Mingfei felt particularly proud because the windowsill of his house was full of purple bluebells, and he told everyone he met.

In the conversation between the father and son, there were the young lady next door, the little frog family in the wheat field next to the residential area, and various brain teasers.

"As a safe haven, the Khrushchev Building is a very practical building. Our first consideration is not comfort, but to accommodate as many people as possible in a limited space." Lu Lincheng said, "Painting

When I was designing the drawings, I thought of the building where our family lived when I was a child, so I made a plan based on that building. The heat emitted by the building complex can ensure the basic survival temperature of the spruce trees, and heating pipes are laid underground to keep the spruce trees warm during the coldest season.

The soil will not freeze, and the roots of the spruce trees will not be injured. And they help us shelter from wind and snow, a symbiotic relationship."

Patsy, who was in the front seat, opened the hidden box on the driver's side and found a lighter inside.

Qiao Weini suddenly acted like an angry female leopard, kicking Lu Lincheng, cursing and cursing, "It's all you, it's all you, it's all you, you bastard, that separated our mother and son for so long. You don't support your own children, but why?"

Let others help you raise him. I haven’t seen my son for so long that I’m fucking hallucinating...

"I miss you very much..."

"Hey, why did this flower bloom?" Lu Lincheng, who was following from behind, asked in surprise.

The two of them walked out along the corridor. The moment Lu Mingfei turned his back, a cold air spread, completely freezing the laboratory behind him.

Chen Motong sat in the back seat and looked at the monastery not far away.

"You have to ask your mother about this. Your mother takes care of you on weekdays." Lulincheng tutted, "Let's go. There was a rare banquet today to celebrate my becoming the new chairman of the committee, but your mother was too lazy to go.

Stay home and give her a surprise."

Lu Mingfei smiled: "You haven't raised me to death yet?"

"Is this it? Percy."

At this moment, he was standing in the scene that he had jokingly mentioned with his classmates.

"Oh." Lu Lincheng looked forward and said calmly, "Your mother and I had you before we got married."

The cool river flowed gurglingly, cicadas chirped endlessly, children ran around the bamboo bed, nearby farmers came to sell melons, and the old man slowly swatted away flies under the lamp.

Chen Motong walked out of the car on high heels and sneered: "I'll shoot my head off with one shot."

He didn't know what he was thinking, but he was inexplicably thinking of the alumni from China he met in Kassel.

This is actually true. So far, a certain little white rabbit has thrown himself into his arms countless times. The big bad wolf is salivating, but in the end, Mrs. Liu has taken possession of her and sat in her arms without any confusion.

At this moment, the gate at the entrance of the passage slowly opened, and the wind blew fine snow in the face. In the white world in front of us, there were Soviet-style buildings one after another.

For children, the greatest tragedy in the world is the old age of their parents.

"Caesar is resting. He is preparing for the coronation ceremony of the Gattuso family." The leader of the old man smiled gently.

Lu Mingfei still opened his arms, while his father and mother behind him were chasing each other on the snow, noisily.

His eyes were full of tenderness, but his eyes seemed to be wet. He opened his hands to her, as if he was waiting for her to rush into his arms.

Lu Mingfei raised his hand and interrupted his father's words.

Lu Mingfei said softly with his back to her,

…

He slowly raised his head, snowflakes fell between the sky and the earth, fell on his eyelashes, melted into snow water, and flowed down his face.

He had been prepared to meet them for a long time, and this was not the first time they had met, but he still couldn't hold back, and the emotions in his heart were pouring out like a collapsed embankment.

The guests and hosts took their seats, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the marble floor under their feet was polished extremely smooth, reflecting another sunlit world, as if people were sitting on a mirror.

The woman behind him sobbed and hugged him tightly. She held her son tightly as if she was holding the most precious baby in the world.

"Be careful?" Chen Motong said coldly, "Are these old immortals planning to eat me alive?"

"Mom, I miss you."

She hit the man with her fists like rain, and she cried while beating her. The man who was beaten was so scared that he ran away with his head in his hands, moaning incessantly, and said to his wife, that is your son, it is not an illusion, your biological son has come to see you.

He stared at the flower that should have bloomed in early summer, knowing that this was someone saying hello to him.

Just like a relative whom I haven't seen for a long time, there seemed to be endless words hidden in my heart at first, but after a while, I felt awkward and didn't know what to say.

One time on the eve of a holiday, his classmates asked him when he was going to go home and if he had greeted his family.

He has grown up, and is no longer the child who always tries his best to get into his mother's arms. He is already half a head taller than her, with broad shoulders and an open arms enough to hold both his father and mother in his arms.

.

Of course, if you stay at home for a long time, this love will expire and deteriorate.

He led the way, followed closely by Chen Motong.

"This is a mini pistol developed by the Equipment Department. You can use it for self-defense."

"I am the person responsible for the body search today." Patsy said calmly, "The elders trust me very much."

Lu Lincheng's face couldn't help but change slightly: "You don't have any problems in that area, do you?"

They met Chen Motong one by one, stared into her eyes, and introduced themselves. Each of them had a name like an ancient Roman emperor.

The door opened.

"Huh? When you enter that monastery you won't be searched?"

Hearing this, Chen Motong looked deeply at Passi and whispered: "If you are not loyal to the Elder Council, then who is it?"

The buildings surround a courtyard in the middle. The courtyard is paved with large cement tiles, but there are gaps left for planting tall spruce trees. They only have a long branch and leaves on the top. From below, they only have one root.

There are natural pillars, and looking up you can see the dense forest suspended in the air.

Lu Lincheng scratched his head, glanced at this remote laboratory, and sighed: "Let's go. Fortunately, it's hidden enough here. No one should find it for the time being. I'll take you to your mother. Since you're here

, then it’s almost time for our family to leave.”

"It's Mr. Pompei." Passi walked out of the car door, came to the back of the car, opened the door for Chen Motong, and whispered, "Please be careful next time. Mr. Pompei mentioned that at least three of the elders are still there."

If you can barely move your hands, be careful of their deadly counterattack."

The man said cheerfully that he had forgotten it. Come and open the door quickly. I also brought someone back to see you.

"It's not okay to marry your son!"

The old people looked at her inch by inch and exchanged glances at the same time. The look in those kind eyes was definitely not the feeling of old parents seeing their new daughter-in-law, but more like vampires looking at the new human bride.

He stopped at a window.

Because his aunt would not open the door, she would be surprised when she saw him, cursed and chased him into the house, and then changed clothes and went out to buy dumpling wrappers.

Qiao Weini stood behind the door and stared blankly at the big boy next to Lu Lincheng.

"That's okay. All sons will kiss their mothers."

"Did you sleep with that little Uesugi girl?"

He remembered these flowers just as he remembered the years he spent in the family home, admitting that his name was Lu Mingfei.

"Where's Caesar?" She said with a slight smile, her smile was dignified and elegant. At this moment, she had a bit of the demeanor of the eldest lady of the Chen family.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from inside the house, and a woman's angry curses. At least she seemed full of energy, which was in line with the image of the old lady in Lu Mingfei's memory.

"Your mother misses you..."

Then fell into silence again.

The two said in unison.

Soon they came to the courtyard. After entering the monastery, the sun shone through the glass of the dome and fell in the center. Ten old people were wearing soft, white robes in the ancient Roman style. They were sitting around with kind eyes and gentle words.

With the dignity of an elder.

Ever since, at this moment, Lu Mingfei was staring at Lu Lincheng, and Lu Lincheng was staring at Lu Mingfei, as if waiting for the other party to speak first.

Lu Mingfei wiped away the snow on the glass window and looked at the purple flowers and plants on the windowsill through the glass.
To be continued...