Ah Qing looked at him blankly. Ouyang Rong held out a piece of golden sesame cake with both hands, and his smile was particularly bright:

"So I came here to say, Amei, can you wait for me?

"When I break through this last dangerous shackle, and the sea and sky are brighter, I will come to pick you up, leave Jiangnan, and go to meet the prosperous Luoyang together!"

Ah Qing's little face turned red and her pink lips twisted: "Old...Brother, okay! My mother and I are waiting for you." She was a little excited.

Ouyang Rong smiled.

Ah Qing lowered his head: "Sister-in-law?"

Ouyang Rong nodded vigorously, "She is no different from her own sister."

Ah Qing hesitated to speak, but Ouyang Rong suddenly took out a sword box and handed it over:

"By the way, I almost forgot to mention it, it's here."

"it?"

Ouyang Rong nodded: "Old senior, I am planning to give you a gift."

Ah Qing tilted his head, with an expression on his small face that seemed to understand something: "It's called... craftsmanship?"

Ouyang Rong nodded lightly and opened the sword box, "Actually, you are its powerful person. The old man was planning to send you and it to Yunmeng Jianze."

"Yunmeng Jianze?"

"It's a very powerful place. It might even be suitable for you, A-mei."

Ah Qing asked: "Brother, are you going?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "How could I go there? Besides, there are only female cultivators there."

The girl with the word "Yue" embroidered on her forehead shook her head: "Then Ah Qing won't go either."

Ouyang Rong had no choice but to point to the piece of "glazed iris petals" in the sword box and asked:

"A-mei doesn't want it at all?"

Ah Qing didn't even look at the tripod sword. He closed the sword box with his dexterous little hands and handed it back:

"Brother protect us."

Ouyang Rong frowned and wanted to speak. Ah Qing lowered his head and looked at the New Confucian shirt. He seemed to be more interested in the New Confucian shirt. He stood up and handed it to him:

"Brother, try it on and see if it fits."

Ouyang Rong nodded and put on new clothes.

Ah Qing pointed at his waist and frowned slightly: "The size seems a bit wider."

"It's okay. A larger size is better than a smaller one. You can wear it for more time."

Ouyang Rong spoke casually, stood up, took off his clothes, and turned to look at the night outside the house.

Ah Qing suddenly asked: "Miss Xie, are you still waiting for me at the dock?"

"Um."

"Brother, please leave quickly," the pretty girl said with concern, helping him fold his clothes and stuff them into a floral cloth bag.

Ouyang Rong took the floral cloth bag and stood up hesitantly.

Ah Qing suddenly opened his thin arms and whispered: "Can you give me a hug?"

Ouyang Rong was slightly stunned.

Ah Qing raised his eyes and looked at him: "I just want to measure my waist, so I can make you a fitted autumn coat next time."

"oh oh."

Ouyang Rong and Ah Qing stopped hugging each other. After they separated, Ouyang Rong picked up the sword box again, and Ah Qing lowered his head and sent him out of the main room.

The young woman heard the footsteps and walked out of the kitchen. She asked regretfully: "Master, won't you stay for dinner?"

Ouyang Rong glanced at the sky and hesitated slightly: "You can have some..."

At this moment, an old woman's voice came from the west wing that had been silent for a long time:

"Who's in the yard?"

Ouyang Rong, Ah Qing and the young woman immediately fell silent.

Mother Liu woke up.

"Ah Shan? Is Ah Shan back? Ah Shan, my son, are you back... Ah Qing, Yun Niang, where are you? Call Ah Shan over quickly..."

In the west wing room, the old woman's excited voice came, and soon there was the sound of getting out of bed and putting on shoes.

The three people in front of the courtyard suddenly became nervous.

Ashan's widow, named Yun Niang, rushed to the west wing to comfort Liu Mu.

Ah Qing gently pushed Ouyang Rong out of the door and lowered his voice:

"Master, you can go first, we can just take care of you here."

After saying that, she turned around and ran into the west wing with a worried look on her face, where she and her brother and sister-in-law Yun Niang coaxed Liu's mother together.

Standing at the dimly lit courtyard entrance, Ouyang Rong took a few steps forward, suddenly stamped his feet and touched the inside of his sleeves...

In the west wing room, Ah Qing and Yun Niang squatted in front of the couch, holding down Liu Mu's thin legs that were halfway through wearing shoes.

"Mom heard it wrong, it's not brother, brother... brother hasn't come back yet."

"Really? Then, when did Ah Shan come back?"

Looking at the expectant old woman, Ah Qing felt sad and opened his mouth: "Brother, he...he..."

Mother Liu suddenly interrupted her daughter's words: "Ah Shan? You, you are back!"

Ah Qing and Yun Niang looked stunned and looked back, both surprised.

"Ah... Grandmother."

A dull man stood at the door, strode to the couch, knelt on one knee, tightly grasped the old woman's cold and wrinkled hands, and whispered: "I'm back."

Liu's mother burst into tears and hugged Liu Ashan: "Ah Shan, Ah Shan, you are finally back! Where have you been these days? They all say you are traveling far away. Why don't you say hello to mother?"

Liu's mother cried, and Liu Ashan buried his head in silence, looking a little dull. After a while, he took out a piece of sesame cake from his arms and handed it to the old woman's hand.

Liu's mother cried with joy, wiped her tears and blamed: "Ah Shan wasted money again..." Her tone could not sound fierce.

Liu Ashan stuffed the cake with expectant eyes and motioned for her to try it. Liu's mother had no choice but to take a bite of the cake and said, "Okay, it's delicious, it's delicious..."

"Come on, come on, go eat quickly and come back quickly. Ah Shan must be hungry."

The old woman who was originally weak and bedridden actually got down to the ground with dexterity and trotted to the kitchen to cook. Her complexion was rosy and she recovered as before.

Liu Ashan nodded slightly towards Ah Qing and Yun Niang. The two girls suddenly understood and calmly walked to the kitchen to help.

A quarter of an hour later.

The main room was brightly lit. It had not been this bright for a long time.

A square dining table was once again filled.

The whole family gathers together.

During the dinner, Liu's mother happily served Liu Ashan some vegetables.

Under the watchful eyes of the three women around him, the dull man buried his head in cooking and refused to accept any dish.

Ah Qing silently packed a large bowl of rice for his mother, who had been anorexic for a long time. The old woman surprisingly ate it all, but she did not take her eyes off her returning son throughout the meal and frequently brought him food.

About half an hour later, after the meal was finished, Liu Ashan put down his bowls and chopsticks, suddenly knelt down on one knee, grabbed Liu's mother's hand, and said goodbye seriously.

He said that tonight he would go with his master to Xunyang City to take up his post and stay there for a long time.

After a happy night, Mother Liu's face slowly returned to calm. She turned her head to look at the night outside the door. She looked quietly for a while, then nodded in a daze without stopping:

"Okay. Safe on the road."

The young man wearing a heavy mask quietly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to Ah Qing and Yun Niang, and strode out of the main room.

As he walked towards the entrance of the courtyard, Mother Liu's calm and hoarse voice suddenly came from the main room behind him:

"My son...is he brave?"

Ouyang Rong suddenly paused, Ah Qing and Yun Niang trembled, and both lowered their heads.

The atmosphere inside and outside the house was silent for a while.

The young man in front of the door suddenly looked back. He was wearing a bronze animal mask on his head, which looked like a fox's head. The corners of his bronze mouth were greatly curved, and he had an exaggerated smile, a bright smile, and a happy smile:

"Bravely Crowning Dragon City."

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(End of Volume 1)

The first volume is called "The Works of the Craftsman", and the words of the volume are: Come back! Wealth and honor are not my wish, and an imperial homeland cannot be expected. I guess not many brothers will pay attention to it.

The next volume, "Han Shi", volume title:
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