An old man walked slowly in front of a middle -aged man and said, "House owner, then Yang Xue was born!"

This middle -aged man is Yang Sikong, the owner of the Yang family, has a thick neck, wearing a gorgeous robe, and showing a rich manner.

Yang Sikong took a sip of tea and asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"It's a boy!" Lao Yan glanced at Yang Sikong and responded respectfully.

"Give her some clothes, and some food!" Yang Sikong turned his mind, so he said.

"Yes!" Lao Yan heard that his face changed slightly.

"Don't blame me for being so ruthless, alas!" Yang Sikong sighed, helpless, and said lightly: "After six years, see if the child has the qualifications of practice, if not, you can only find a way."

Yang Sikong said here, the discourse stopped, and he didn't want to talk about it anymore.

Yang Sikong was Yang Xue's uncle. Yang Xue's father and mother died early. From a young age, there was no bullion. The status in the tribe was very low. If Yang Sikong was not guarded in secret, he was afraid that he would have been poisoned.

Today, the Yang family is facing the separation. Although Yang Sikong is the master of the family, not everything is the one who says, especially some major events, but also some elders in the family to choose together.

Originally, Yang Xue was engaged by the elder in the family to the Forest Forest family. She wanted to use Yang Xue to board the bridge with the Lin family.

However, Yang Xue was unwilling and was pregnant, and the elder had to give up, and had hatred for Yang Xue. There was no difficulty in Yang Xue on weekdays.

Today, Yang Xue was born with a son. This is regarded by many people in the family as a sin. The reason is very simple. Many people have never seen who is the child's father and where does this child come from?

Faced with these scandals, Yang Sikong came forward to calm down, but it was still indispensable for someone to discuss secretly.

At this moment, an old man came to the hall with a cane and asked, "Sikong, I think you know, if the descendants of our Yang family can not practice, there is no spiritual tree in the body, it is not worthy of staying in the Yang family.

So, you should know how to do it? "

This old man is the elder Yang Xie. He is wearing a loose show, thin, and a sour face with a sour face. The words are very gentle, but the words are cold.

"I know, don't have to say this!" Yang Sikong responded coldly and didn't want to mention it.

"Just know it, the old man is afraid you don't know!" Yang Xie sneered and turned away.

This Yang Qing is very strong in the Yang family.

In the remote backyard of the Yang family, there was a jujube tree in front of the old house, and now it has been lost. Several white orchids turned into a pile of prince due to the long -term unmanned care. The old crow screamed on the tree, as if in the newspaper.

In the old house, a weak woman was lying on the bed. It was Yang Xue, and there was a baby boy beside him. He looked at Yang Xue without crying and noisy.

"Miss, do you think of this little guy?"

A maid came with a bowl of chicken soup and asked.

"Think about it!" Yang Xue said lightly, his body was very weak.

"What's your name?" The maid asked.

"It's called Yang Wenjing!" Yang Xue said lightly, looking at the maid and asked: "This name is good!"

"Well, yes, our Yang family will have another talent in the future!" The maid laughed, without any bad eyes.

Yang Xue said that the child was called Yang Wenjing, and there were a lot of concerns, but in fact, there was another name -Sun Qitian. The only name was Yang Xue and Sun Litian knowing!

There are two people in one person, rare in ancient and modern times.

Yang Xue didn't say anything more. In the future, what will happen and don't want to go to too much inquiry. Now she just wants to raise this child an adult. This is the only hope for Yang Xue to live.

"Children, where are you now? Our child is born!" Yang Xue missed Sun Litian in his heart, looked up at the defeated jujube tree, and said with a sad smile: "I don't know when you can come to pick me up to eat jujube.

"

Yang Xue knows that Sun Litian is still alive. This is also learned through Shenmu. There is a trace of Sun Litian in it. As long as Sun Litian is not dead, the soul in it will never die.

Since Yang Xue was born with a son, the Yang family has discussed it. Some say that this child is a demon and a wild species. Of course, there are a few people who say that this child is extraordinary and can be used in the future.

Yang Xue didn't care about these ridiculous ridicule. What would they say? In Yang Xue's heart, as long as the child can grow up safely, it is more important than anything.

The time passed quickly, and six years have passed. Today, Yang Wenjing has grown to the high waist. Although people are small, they can be stronger than their peers.

"Mother, when do you come to see us, I think Dad!" Yang Wenjing ran beside Yang Xue, holding Yang Xue's thigh, so way.

"When you grow up, you will see it naturally!" Yang Xue smiled, and couldn't help thinking about it. A burly handsome face appeared in his mind.

"Well, I want to grow up quickly. In the future, my father will not come to us, so I will take my mother to find a father." Yang Wenjing said seriously, revealing the white teeth, and some of them dropped.

"Okay, okay, okay, when you grow up, let's go to the father." Yang Xue gently looked at Yang Wenjing, and laughed like this.

Where Sun Litian is now, no one will know that Yang Xue is willing to be alive. There may be a day of goodbye in the future.

"Yang Xue, the fate of the elders, let the little guy go to the Yang family's ancestral monument, please hurry up!"

At this moment, a servant came to the courtyard and spoke like this.

"Well, I'll go with the child!" Yang Xue said, ready to pull Yang Wenjing.

"Elderly has rules, you must not go!" The servant warned.

Yang Xue was a little surprised. In the past, there was no such rule. Why did you get to herself?

"Okay, I know." Yang Xue said lightly, looking at Yang Wenjing with a gentle smile: "Child, you go, you must pay attention to safety, come out of this courtyard, no one can believe it!"

"Well, my mother, I know!"

Yang Wenjing is very obedient and naive, but for her mother, Yang Wenjing believes very much.

On who is the best to him in this world, that's only a mother.

"Little guy, take a trip with me!" The guard said coldly.

"Go!" Yang Wenjing whispered, didn't want to say anything.

Not long after, Yang Wenjing followed the guard to Yang Jiazu's monument. Many people have gathered here, all of them are people in the Yang family.

Yang Jiazu's monument is the inheritance of the Yang family. It is located in the corner of Luoshui City. In addition to the tombstone, it is still a tombstone.

Most of these tombstones are made of rocks, and some are built with relatively rare ore. These small tombs and tombs are all arranged in an orderly manner.

With a big monument, there is a height of seven or eight feet, the width of three or four feet.

This is the tomb of the Yang family's ancestor, which has a history of thousands of years.

"Little guy, your mother and son are going to stay, just look at you!" The elder Yang Qing said, very indifferent.

"What does this old grandfather mean?" Yang Wenjing puzzled, asked.

"You blame me for being ruthless. We have rules for practicing familys. Whenever we have no qualifications, we will be kicked out of the house!" Yang Qing glanced at Yang Wenjing explained.

"Why? We are all a family, why are we driving us away?" Yang Wenjing heard that he was a little angry and asked quickly.

"How are there so many why! This is the rules, the rules since ancient times!" Yang Qing said coldly, signal Yang Wenjing to come.

"Start!" Yang Wenjing helplessly, only that.
Chapter completed!