"Thanks!" Yang Xue worshiped, and then went away with a touch of redness, not blocking feet.

"This may be the best destination for your mother!" Yang Sikong lamented, very clear about the situation in the tribe.

Yang Xue and Yang Wenjing's mother and son may not stay in the Yang family. On the contrary, the two live in a relatively quiet residence in Luoshui City. This is the best.

Today, the Yang family and Luoshui City's Lin family have some discord, and they may be annexed by these two at any time to face crisis.

Yang Sikong asked the mother and son to go out to live, and after careful consideration, the mother and child thought about it.

Yang Xue naturally can see that Uncle is good to himself. These are all in his heart. Thinking that if he will have the opportunity to come back, he will return to the grace. Similarly, Yang Wenjing is no exception.

I give Yang Wenjing delicious, and some of them.

It can be said that in Yang Wenjing's heart, this Yang Sikong is his grandpa.

Yang Xue took Yang Wenjing to the corner of Dongcheng District, Luoshui City.

The old house of a household is complicated, or the wooden house or stone house, the old streets, a few strands of green smoke, floating into Tianyu. In the distance, several old locust trees have no leaves. There are several sparrows on the tree.

The cold sky has a lone eagle.

A burst of cold winds screamed, blowing Yang Xue's green silk, flushed with frozen face, pulling Yang Wenjing to find a way here.

At this time, looking for a residence here.

"Mother, see how the little yard in front is, there is a old jujube tree!"

Yang Wenjing's eyes were sharp, and the frozen little hand pointed to a broken courtyard not far away for her mother.

"Go, look at it!" Yang Xueshun looked at it. The first feeling is very good. Although it looks a bit tapped, it is good to have such a residence in this old city.

Satisfaction, especially in the courtyard, there is a jujube tree.

This can't help but make Yang Xue think of the past, think of Sun Litian, in a blink of an eye, six years have gone.

After all, this is not as good as Yangjiayuan. This is the old city of Luoshui City.

Most of the old people in Luoshui City live in ordinary people. Of course, there are no exceptions that large households who like quietness will choose to live here. There is no bustling and lively in the city, and there is no monk family in the center of the city.

Yang Wenjing walked quickly, and came to the door of the courtyard first. I saw that the gate of the courtyard was already broken. Through the holes, we can see that the Artemisia grass is clustered, and the residual branches are broken. It is obvious that no one has lived here for a long time.

No one will take care of it.

"Mother, there seems to be no one here!" Yang Wenjing shouted.

Yang Xue came closer and looked around, but this is already a wasteland.

"Grandpa, what about the master of this yard?"

Yang Wenjing came to an old man and asked where the owner of the hospital was.

"Are you talking about this yard?" The old man bent down, with a cane in his hand, just a wooden stick.

"Yes, Grandpa! Where did the owner of this yard go?" Yang Wenjing sounded loudly because Yang Wenjing found that the old man's ears were a bit back.

"Oh, the owner of this small courtyard has left a hundred years ago and has not returned so far!" The old man looked at Yang Wenjing.

Yang Wenjing asked, said: "Grandpa, do you know where they are going? When will they come back?"

The old man sat on a stone pier and said slowly: "When I was a kid, I was uninhabited, but I heard that the owner of this courtyard was a monk. Later, he had to leave because of the frontier war.

No one cares, and naturally becomes a wasteland! "

"It turns out!" Yang Wenjing said lightly.

"Well, the owner of this family is a great person. When he left, he divided everything from his family to the neighbors. He also said that in the future, there will be a fate to take over." The old man lamented and thought of this.

Some things are now right and wrong, and informed Yang Wenjing.

"Well, thank you, Grandpa!" Yang Wenjing was very polite. The old man's words were very important to him.

"Little guy, it's the one that you have!" The old man laughed, very kind.

"Well, live in, there is a fate!" Yang Wenjing responded, thinking that he and his mother were mostly the fate.

"Okay, okay, okay, you live here, I have a companion in the future!" The old man applauded again and again, very happy.

The old man is a lonely old man. He lives alone and is a bit pitiful. He usually makes people make some money to make some money to maintain life.

"Well, Grandpa we will be neighbors in the future." Yang Wenjing smiled, and he was willing to form a neighbor with the old man.

"Mother, just here!"

Yang Wenjing ran to her mother and informed Yang Xue what she said to the elderly.

"That being the case, let's live here!" Yang Xue heard it, there was a sigh.

Yang Xue, Yang Wenjing's mother and son entered the courtyard and packed up.

It wasn't until the evening that the courtyard was almost cleaned up, and a house was packed out. Some residual branches and broken tiles were neatly placed in one corner, and they were used in the future.

The original deserted courtyard has become smoky!

"It's dark that day, I think your mother has no candles, there are still left at home, you can use it first!"

The voice of an old woman came, standing at the door of the courtyard, holding three red candles in her hand, and different lengths. She looked at the busy Yang Xue mother and son who was still busy.

"Auntie, come in!" Yang Xue saw that the old man's legs and feet were not good, and he quickly put down his hands to live, helping the elderly into the house.

"It's okay, I just take a look. Listening to Lao Zhang's head saying that you and this little guy are going here. When I heard it, I came." The old woman laughed, her face was deep, her hair was pale, and she had seven.

Eighty years old.

"Grandma, we will be neighbors in the future!" Yang Wenjing smiled.

"Well, the little guy is really good. When you grow up, if I still live in this world, I will definitely give you a red rope. There is no other skill. My wife is feasible.

It will be done! "The old woman squinted her eyes and said so.

"OK, then find your old man!" Yang Xue smiled and brought a bowl of hot water for the elderly.

Yang Wenjing lit the candle, shining the house's brightness, the wall was printed with a candlelight, which was very warm. In the future, this is the home of the mother and son.

During the laughter, there were several people in the cinema outside the window, and there were lanterns in their hands. Because the light was weak, the sky was too dark, Yang Wenjing, Yang Xue couldn't see who came outside.

"It's okay, this may be that there is a bright light at the neighbors, come and see you!" The old woman noticed that Yang Xue was worried, so she explained it.

Listening to the old man said this, Yang Wenjing, Yang Xue's mother and son, then let go.

"Hurry up, dad, I can't hold it anymore!" A child hugged a lot of things and followed a strong middle -aged body.

"Can you get a lot of money?" The middle -aged man smiled, took a little thing in the hands of the child, and turned to a middle -aged man with a short half of his head and shouted: "Feng Qi, I didn't expect you to come too!"

"Must, I saw that the yard was light. I thought we were going to add a new neighbor, and we couldn't help help!" Feng Qi smiled, took a pot in his hand, some tableware and food in the pot.

A group of people said and laughed, and came to the hospital.

Yang Xue's mother and son were a little dazed. I did not expect that there would be so many people, but soon they reacted and thanked.

"You can't refuse to accept it. This is our little heart, you have to accept it!"

Before Yang Xue opened, a middle -aged man suddenly spoke, as if noticing what Yang Xue wanted to say.

Seeing this, Yang Xue had to swallow the words that he wanted to speak, and stopped returning.

Because the house was too small, a group of people sat in the courtyard, gave birth to a bunch of bonfires, and sat together.
Chapter completed!