Chasing brother for thousands of miles

Chapter 37

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It was not until a long time later that Wen Nianyuan realized that the relationship between Qixian and the Wen family was far from being as simple as the so-called knot.

At this time, Qi Xian had already left the Wen Mansion, but did not go very far, standing in an open space separated by a wall outside the back garden of the Wen Mansion.

Wen Mansion is built on the mountain, in a trend of going up layer by layer, enclosing half of the mountains and forests into the house, planting flowers and trees, erecting stones to divert water, swimming fish and letting cranes, one scene at a time, it is right to be a place to watch and play.

Outside the wall is the wild grass and wild jungle, and further inside, in an uninhabited place, there is a narrow and cramped small courtyard. The front and back are only big enough for one person to live, sit and lie down.

Qixian stood on the steps, looking at the wooden door covered with dust and cobwebs due to the passage of time, his eyes gradually became complicated and unclear.

This is the place where he used to live, and there are countless unbearable memories. He thought that his feelings for this place were only disgust, but he couldn't avoid the soft feeling somewhere in his heart.

After all, there was once a gleam of brilliance in this place where the filth was hidden. Although it was like the afterglow of the setting sun, although it was beautiful, it was irreversible.

That little kid who would call himself brother.

Holding the door frame with his hand, with a "creak" the door was opened together with dusty memories, Qi Xian's eyes fell on the tables, chairs and beds in the house, his eyes gradually lost focus, and fell into endless memories.

21 years ago.

In the early morning, before dawn, a waning moon hangs in the western sky.

The waves of the Qiantang River crashed on the shore one after another, the sound of the water repeated itself, and the lullaby sounded like a lullaby in the sound dreams of the people in Qiantang.

The gate of Wen's Mansion, a martial arts family, was knocked intermittently.

The person who knocked on the door seemed to have little strength, and the heavy vermilion lacquer door made a sound that was so light that it was almost negligible. If it wasn't for such a quiet moment, it would be drowned by the sea of ​​sound in about an instant.

Even at this time, the ordinary servants of Wen's mansion did not notice someone knocking on the door, and the guards with martial arts heard it, but they didn't want to pay attention.

However, the person who knocked on the door unexpectedly insisted that he could not knock, but he never stopped. He knocked three times patiently, then paused and waited. After no one answered the door, he knocked three times again, paused and waited.

Just repeat it tirelessly.

Finally, the Nursing Court got impatient and asked "Who is it" while going forward to open the door, unloaded the heavy latch, and pulled open the two doors forcefully. When he looked outside, there was an empty landscape in front of him.

The irritability in my heart suddenly turned into panic, and the door was broken. When he opened the door, the knock was still ringing, and there was no one in such a moment?

Such a high lightness kung fu... Could it be that he came to the Wen family to provoke him?

While guessing with a slightly blue face, he was about to close the door casually, at this moment, a childish and clear voice sounded, "Uncle, I am here."

The nurse subconsciously slashed out with his palm, and when the wind of the palm almost swept over the person, he realized that standing outside the threshold was a child who seemed to be only five or six years old. Because he was too short, he didn't notice it just now. .

The child looked at the opponent's palm strike, and didn't even hide, and even his face didn't change, he just watched with wide eyes.

The person who made the palm was startled, knowing that this child must not know martial arts, he must have been frightened stupid, he couldn't even run, and forcibly held the palm that was about to fall on the top of the opponent's head.

Withdrawing his move temporarily, his strength surged back, forcing him to take a step back.The nursing home suddenly felt ashamed, and his face became ugly, and he said in a nonchalant manner: "Little thing, do you know where this is? Your parents never taught you not to knock on the door randomly?"

The little boy was not frightened by his harsh tone, but looked up at him, blinked, and asked with a slightly questioning tone: "I'm here to find my father. Is this the Qiantang Wen family?"

The nursing home was almost laughed at by this daring brat, it's not that there are naughty brats in this city, but no matter which one, even if he had the guts of an ambitious leopard, he would not dare to come to Wen's mansion to play tricks.

"Looking for a father? Baby, are you not confused? Where is this place? Where did your father come from?" He waved his hand, signaling the child to go away like a chicken, and was about to close the door and leave, but he heard the child whisper : "My father's name is Wen Yusi. My mother said that he is the head of the Wen family in Qiantang."

As soon as the words came out, Shi Shi was shocked.

The eyeballs of the nursing home are all green. This little ancestor can really tell jokes. Who doesn't know that the head of the Wen family has only two precious sons. The eldest son, Wen Wuyi, just turned six years old this year, and the second son is also his youngest The beloved youngest son is named Wen Xian, who is barely four years old.

The two young masters both lived in the Wen residence with dignity and dignity, so where did a son of the Patriarch of the Wen family appear?

"You? Patriarch's son?" He looked up and down at the child at the door. He was skinny, standing in the wind as if he would be blown away by the wind at any moment. He was very calm, but his eyes were a little too graceful, no If you look carefully, you will think it is a delicate and weak girl.

"Child, look at your young age, don't care about your nonsense, go fast, go as far as you can, if the Patriarch hears that you are pretending to be his seed, there will be no good end, and you have learned to lie at a young age! "

Seeing that he was born weak and his family background was not very good, he couldn't help but say a few more words.

I saw the delicate little boy looked up at him quietly, his eyes were calm, and he was not at all calm like he should be at this age. He said softly but firmly: "I am not lying. If someone Lie, that should be my mother, she told me that my father is Wen Yusi."

The nursing home was so choked that he lost his temper. Just thinking about closing the door, he might be a crazy kid, when he heard footsteps behind him, and a dignified voice came along with the footsteps, "Who is making the noise?" ?!"

The boy saw that the nurse's face changed suddenly when he heard the voice, he quickly turned around and bowed in salute, his eyes revealed a contemplative look, and then he looked at the man who came in the darkness before dawn.

The man strode not far from the gate, looked at the nursing home, and before he could speak, the heavy oppressive pressure spread all over his body, making people nervous.

"Patriarch, it's because the subordinates are not good at doing things, and people disturbed the cleanliness of the patriarch, and the subordinates immediately drove them away." After speaking three steps and walking two steps over, without a trace of mercy, he stretched out his hand to pick up the boy's collar, and was about to Take people away.

But the boy seemed to have not noticed him at all, just looking at Wen Yusi blindly, his eyes fell on Wen Yusi, and Wen Yusi also noticed this person who dared to come to Wen's house to disturb his cleanliness.

It was just a child.

"Wait." He stopped the nurse's movement with a voice, put his hands on his outstretched hands, walked around the boy twice, and asked, "Did he say anything?"

The nursing home suddenly groaned inwardly, really afraid that something would happen, if he conveyed the words of this little lunatic to the Patriarch, he might be the one who flew out later.

But I can't help but say it.

He hesitated, "This kid... probably doesn't have a bright mind... He said... he is..." But he couldn't come out anyway.

Wen Yusi became impatient, cast a cold glance at the man, and said in a deep voice, "What is he?"

"You are Wen Yusi?" Suddenly, the little boy who had not spoken all this time suddenly said softly, "My mother said, you are my father."

The nurse complained on the face, but felt relieved.

Little ancestor, it's better for you to fly out than me to fly out.

As expected, Wen Yusi's complexion darkened, and he stared at the child without hesitation, "What did you say?" Out of the corner of his eyes, those servants and nurses had already retreated far enough that they could not hear them The distance of the conversation.

But the little boy stopped talking, and looked at Wen Yusi repeatedly for a long time before reaching out from his arms and taking out a small and exquisite dagger. On the handle of the dagger, there was a cluster of plum blossoms on the front and "Yusi" on the back. Two fine print.

Wen Yusi's gaze changed.

He frowned, trying to calm down, but there was a flash of anxiety and disgust in his eyes, and he lowered his voice, "Your mother is...'Mei Ruhua' with picturesque eyebrows?"

"I only know her surname is Mei." The little boy blinked and looked at the expression on Wen Yusi's face.

He was born precocious, but after all, he was still too young. Although he didn't find a look of joy on Wen Yusi's face, he still looked forward to it. After all, for a child of this age, there are relatives to rely on, no matter what. much happier.

"My mother said, if I see you, I will tell you that I am six years old."

Wen Yusi was shocked, his face turned pale, as if he was in some tangled situation, his brows were furrowed tightly for a while, and the aura all over his body made people want to retreat.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything; he stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to get the dagger, but quickly withdrew his hand when he was about to touch it.

The entanglement lasted for a while, but the expression on his face returned to indifference, and he put his hands behind his back again, and said in a flat tone: "Your mother and I just met and nodded, you are not my son, where are you going back and forth from?" .”

"Oh." The boy didn't roll around. Although a look of disappointment flashed across Wen Yusi's face after hearing Wen Yusi's almost heartless words, he didn't stalk. Walk.

"Wait—" Wen Yusi seemed to have thought of something, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "How is your mother?"

The boy gave him a blank look, "Dead."

Wen Yusi's face was gloomy, and he couldn't see how he felt about the news. After a while, when he realized that the child was still looking sideways at him, he waved his hand, "Are you still leaving?"

The boy bit his lip, held the dagger on his chest with both hands, and staggered away step by step. Wen Yusi didn't notice how dirty the soles of his shoes were, so thin that they would wear out almost immediately.

He walked a long, long way to hear a plausible answer.

The heavy door closed slowly behind him, and he walked alone on the street.

Wen Yusi told everyone who had seen the child to remember to shut up, and then went back to his residence thoughtfully. After walking a few steps, he saw that the yard was brightly lit, and a bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine wafted in the air .

His wife Huang Luanyun came up to him with a worried face, "Where have you been?"

Wen Yusi's heart sank, "What's going on? Is it Xian'er's illness..."

Huang Luanyun nodded worriedly, "This child's body is too weak, Yusi, I really have to worry, in case—"

"Nothing happens." Wen Yusi interrupted her, patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, and said in a calm voice, "Xian'er is our favorite child, he will live a long life, and he will have a big name in Jianghu." As. Don't worry."

He comforted Huang Luanyun with his mouth, and heard Yao'er's intermittent coughing in the room, his heart moved, and he thought of the shady child who was also half related to Xian'er just now...

"Stay here and watch Xian'er, I have something to go out." He suddenly pushed his tender wife away and said solemnly.

"What is more important than Xiaoxian?" Huang Luanyun was a little unhappy.

Wen Yusi smiled, "Don't worry." Without further explanation, he hurried out of Wen's residence and searched for it along the road.He reckoned that with the footsteps of a child, it would not be far.

Sure enough, soon, he saw the child who was walking alone, flew away, and he landed in front of the boy, "Wait a minute."

Seeing that the other party didn't show any special surprise at the fact that a big living person suddenly fell in front of him, Wen Yusi was also a little surprised at his composure, but he didn't care about it for a while, and said while thinking: "I misremembered." , Your mother didn't lie to you, come, come back to Wenfu with me."

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand in front of the little boy.

At that moment, the light of the sky pierced through the long night, passed through the forest tops, passed through the many houses, and came to the world.

The author has something to say: Hungry...so hungry...you don't intend to tease me, hahahaha