"Sigh, it's really hot today..." In the courtyard of the old house, Wang Kuishan looked at the sky and complained.
"How could it not be hot? It hasn't rained for almost a month." Wang Xiaoqiang's mother chid in, "Sigh, I wonder if Little Bao Company's fruit trees are suffering from drought?"
"Grandpa, Grandma, why don't you co inside? It's not hot with the air conditioning on..." said a young woman fanning herself.
The two won fanning themselves were the caretakers hired by Wang Dali, specifically to look after the Wang Kuishan couple.
"Sigh, I don't dare use that thing, it makes nervous."
"I don't dare either. When I use it, my arms and legs ache..."
ntioning the air conditioning, both Wang Kuishan and his wife shook their heads.
At this mont...
The two large wolfhounds the family kept started barking. Wang Kuishan, his wife, and the two caretakers turned to look at the gate.
With a creak, the door opened. Soone walked in from outside and headed straight for the Wang Kuishan couple. Seeing a stranger, the two large wolfhounds lunged at him, scaring Wang Kuishan and the caretakers into a cold sweat.
These two large wolfhounds were raised by Little Bao after Wang Xiaoqiang left last ti. They beca fierce, having never seen Wang Xiaoqiang. Seeing a stranger entering at night, they directly pounced and bit.
Faced with the two ferocious dogs, Wang Xiaoqiang treated them as if they were air, ignoring them. When one wolfhound lunged close, opening its mouth to bite, Wang Xiaoqiang shifted his legs, his body flashed, and two bursts of hidden energy emanated from him, directly sending the two wolfhounds flying.
Heavily hitting the wall root, the two wolfhounds let out a whimper, tucking their tails and curling up at the wall root in the yard, not daring to approach again.
The physical body cultivation of Wang Xiaoqiang in the Nirvana State was incredibly strong. Even just a shake of his body could emit hidden energy, killing invisibly, much less just two wolfhounds.
In truth, these two wolfhounds were trained by Little Bao, often nourished by Little Bao's spiritual energy, becoming fat and strong, and extrely ferocious.
If the one entering the yard wasn't Wang Xiaoqiang but a bandit, they would probably have had their necks bitten off or been torn to shreds by now,
The four people in the yard were stunned. Initially afraid the wolfhounds would hurt soone, they now realized the dogs were injured by soone, who rely flashed their body, leaving Wang Kuishan, his wife, and the caretakers shocked.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Wang Xiaoqiang called out as he walked up to Wang Kuishan and his wife.
As they had aged, Wang Kuishan and his wife both had blurred vision, especially at night, with no lights on in the yard. So they hadn't recognized their son, Wang Xiaoqiang, yet.
Until Wang Xiaoqiang stood in front of them. The elderly couple excitedly stood up, taking a closer look, they realized it indeed was their second son, Wang Xiaoqiang. Yet, their son hadn't changed at all over the years, appearing not only not older but still looking like he was in his early twenties.
In fact, Wang Xiaoqiang was already in his thirties by now.
"Qiangzi, is that you?" Mother reached out and grasped her son's hand, her cloudy, aged eyes fixed tightly on her son's face, "Am I dreaming?"
"Mom, it's really , I'm Little Qiang. I'm back." Wang Xiaoqiang embraced his mother and choked with emotion.
The familiar scent of her son made the mother's eyes imdiately well with tears. She exclaid joyfully, "Qiangzi, it's really Qiangzi..."
"It's really you, you rascal, you still rembered to co back?" Wang Kuishan playfully punched his son's shoulder and then, too, embraced his son with tears streaming down his face.
The older people get, the more they miss their children. When Wang Xiaoqiang returned from the Immortal Realm last ti, their parents weren't this emotional. But this ti, they were visibly overwheld, even shedding tears, showing how much they missed him.
Wang Xiaoqiang understood his parents' feelings, holding them while tears stread from his eyes, feeling both joy and guilt. Seeing his parents aged more, his heart couldn't help but feel a tinge of sorrow. Amidst the mixed emotions, the Light of Joy within him continued to grow stronger, while the Rain of Sorrowful Swords constantly condensed...
The two caretakers had not been there long and naturally did not recognize Wang Xiaoqiang. The scene of him entering and sending the two wolfhounds flying with just his body left them still amazed. It was only now that they learned the visitor was Wang Kuishan's second son.
But seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's youthful appearance, only a bit older than Wang Kuishan's eldest grandson, Little Bao, looking nothing like their son, more like their grandson. Furthermore, Wang Xiaoqiang returned ho at night, on foot, empty-handed, leaving the two caretakers puzzled.
The family of three cried in each other's arms for a while before separating. The couple didn't ask anything. The mother wiped her tears and said, "Son, you haven't eaten yet, right?"
"Mom, I've eaten."
Wang Kuishan said, "Why not let Little Juan make you a bowl of noodles? Your favorite handmade egg noodles."
Although Wang Xiaoqiang was full, just the ntion of handmade noodles made his mouth water, as if he already saw a bowl of aromatic handmade noodles. So he nodded and said to the two caretakers, "Sorry to trouble you."
"No trouble at all," the caretaker nad Little Juan smiled, waved her hand, and walked toward the kitchen. The so-called kitchen was what was referred to as a cookhouse in the countryside. However, the Wang Family's cookhouse was equipped with gas, a pressure cooker, electric frying pans, and a microwave oven, comparable to any city kitchen.
"Grandpa, Grandma, you chat, I'll go help Little Juan." The other caretaker took a long look at the lightning mark on Wang Xiaoqiang's forehead, then with a strange expression also went to the kitchen.
Both caretakers were eighteen or nineteen-year-old young won. They usually called Wang Kuishan and his wife "Grandpa" and "Grandma" without any sense of awkwardness. However, seeing the elderly couple's son looking not much older than themselves, like a peer, they felt a bit awkward calling "Grandpa" and "Grandma" now.
"Qiangzi, it's hot, co, quickly co inside, there's air conditioning inside..." Mother imdiately pulled her son inside. The three of them went to the living room, which was actually referred to as the main room in the countryside, but the Wang Family's main room was larger and more luxuriously decorated than city living rooms. Wang Kuishan casually turned on the central air conditioning.
After sitting down, seeing there were no outsiders, Wang Kuishan asked, "Qiangzi, where have you been these past few years without even a word... Your mom thinks of you every day."
"Sigh, your dad and I were afraid we wouldn't see you before we left this world, and here you are back now." Mother said joyfully.
"Mom, don't say such pessimistic things, you two elders will surely live to a ripe old age..."
"Oh co on," Wang Kuishan laughed, "There's no need to flatter your parents. Honestly, your mom and I made it to seventy, and we're already satisfied. Now with plenty of children and grandchildren, we have no other desires. The only fear was not seeing you one more ti before we left this world, but now it's fine, you're back... haha..."
Saying this, Wang Kuishan laughed heartily.
"Qiangzi, what is that on your forehead?" Mother asked, reaching to touch the mark on her son's forehead. Startled, Wang Xiaoqiang realized he had forgotten to cover the lightning mark on his brow. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit qidian to vote for recomndations or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian to read.)
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