Chapter 211
Hei Yang blinked and walked around the corner.
Forget it, he can just walk on the roof!
Item: Nailed tiles
Quality: gray
Effect: Advanced acupressure board for those who are trying to climb, acupressure on the soles of the feet, this is nail moxibustion!
Synopsis: Who is dancing on my roof?
Hei Yang: "..."
Did you know he was coming back and were you specifically guarding against him?
Although his father said that he would be "kicked out of the house" when he came back, he wouldn't be so cruel!
"Harm, forget it..."
He sighed, strengthened his legs, and jumped into the courtyard.
"Should I be grateful that they didn't renovate the yard as well?"
Black Yang showed his dead fish eyes. Fortunately, no peas fell on him, and no cart rolled over him...
"only……"
Hei Yang looked at his parents' house, and some dim light flickered slightly, making him frown.
"You still have the lights on? Are you still up at three in the morning?"
"..."
"You must be waiting for me!"
Hong Li moved quickly in the courtyard with small steps. When she saw the bright lights in her parents' house, she was stunned for a moment. Then her heart trembled, and she was about to burst out with emotion and grievance.
"It's better to be at home. Even if they don't know the specific time of my return, they will leave a light on for me... and never go out again!"
Hongli couldn't help but be moved, moved to tears, walked quickly to the door, and knocked on the door: "Dad! Mom! It's me, Xiaoli is back!"
"..."
"Oh oh oh!"
The loud chirping broke the tranquility of the night and suddenly rang in Heiyang's ears.
"Stop yelling!"
Hei Yang looked at the rooster next to him, a tic-tac-toe appeared on his head, and said fiercely: "It's true that I asked you to announce the dawn and guard against theft, but I didn't ask you to guard against your own family, right?"
"oh?"
The rooster froze for a moment and made a confused sound. When he looked carefully, his eyes widened.
"Oh oh, little, little master... oh oh, little master is back!"
"Not young anymore, seventeen already."
Hei Yang sighed, corrected the other person, and then showed a curious expression.
"So how come you have learned to speak? Who taught you?"
"oh?!"
The rooster's comb stood up, and he became energetic just by saying this!
I saw him moving slightly in the nest, removing his wings, revealing the pheasant curled up like a little bird in his arms, his eyes full of pride.
"Xiaoyue, my, old, wife!"
"Fuck, how come you can even sleep with your wife in your arms..."
The corner of Hei Yang's mouth twitched and he said fiercely: "Just wait, I will be able to do it soon!"
"Oh, wish, wish you good luck"
When the rooster realized that his little master had returned, he gave up the idea of warning his family, folded his wings and curled up, and continued to sleep with his wife in his arms.
"whispering sound……"
Hei Yang curled his lips and walked towards the house: "Did you forget to turn off the lights, or did you say you didn't sleep? No way!"
"..."
"Da da!"
A knock on the door attracted the attention of Lan Yu, who was reading at the desk. She frowned and looked at the door, wary.
"Who could it be in the middle of the night?"
"Squeak"
No matter how careful she was, there was still a lot of movement when the door was opened. Lan Yuying looked out and clenched the dagger in her sleeve, but she only saw darkness.
"Who is it? Where is the person?"
Lan Yuying was confused, and suddenly a red shadow flashed in and rushed towards her. The former was startled, raised her eyebrows, held the dagger and stabbed it with her hand, and shouted angrily: "Thieves, watch your moves!"
"Dangdang"
Hongli opened her arms with a bright smile and flew towards her mother.
"Mom, I'm so shocked...ah!"
Then she saw a cold light flashing in front of her eyes!
Hongli: "...happy?"
"..."
"Well……"
Hei Yang blinked and looked at his mother who was reading at the desk. Although the book was held upside down, she was still sleeping on the table with her head tilted and her mouth seemed to be a little sparkling...
"Ah this, ah this..."
The corner of Hei Yang's mouth twitched, and he pulled the towel hanging next to him to wipe his mother's saliva: "Should I say you are worthy of being my mother..."
Suddenly, Qing Yiyi's fingers trembled slightly and she opened her eyes, her face full of confusion: "Ah? Ah? Ah! Who?"
Qing Yiyi was suddenly awakened by Hei Yang's movements, her body jumped away in response, and she screamed again and again.
"Who? Who? Where is Xiaori? Didn't Xiaori have any warning?"
"Hey, mom, I'm back to life."
Hei Yang smiled helplessly: "Who do you think is back?"
"Um?!"
Qing Yiyi looked at the sound and her pupils shrank: "Son?!"
"..."
"!!!"
Only halfway through swinging the dagger did Lan Yuying see the face of the person coming, her pupils shaking: "Girl?!"
"Ahhhhh??!"
Hongli's eyes widened and she suppressed her instinct to fight back to prevent her mother from being hurt.
The dagger had already struck, and it was too late to stop the attack, but who was Hong Li? He spun 180 degrees in the air, double jumped, and easily dodged the dagger.
"Ah!"
Seeing her mother's surprised expression, Hongli smiled proudly: "It's just like... Ouch!"
"Crack, click!"
Because he jumped too high, he hit the roof with his head, and the red glass iron head crashed directly through it. His expressionless head got stuck on the roof, and his lower body was kicked around the room in front of my mother's horrified eyes.
"Grass."
Hongli's eyes were dull, she stretched out her hand to pull out her head, and was pulled to the ground by gravity, and she lay on the floor without resistance.
"I said, Mom..."
Hongli looked up at her mother with a wronged face: "You are really my real mother..."
"Ah this..."
Lan Yuying's expression froze, and she quietly threw the dagger in her hand to the ground from behind, and kicked it under the bed.
"Ahaha, why is it Xiaoli, what a surprise..."
"Even if you deal with the tools of the crime quickly..."
Hongli sighed, got up from the ground, patted the dust on her body, and pulled out the broken tiles in her hair, looking at her mother helplessly.
"It has also hurt the heart of my lovely daughter... huh?!"
Before she finished speaking, Hongli was embraced in a warm embrace.
"..."
"I'm talking to you!"
Heiyang spread his hands and sighed, "How could you be so careless? You didn't realize until I walked up to you that the rooster didn't crow... huh?!"
"Son!"
Qing Yiyi hugged Heiyang, her face full of vigilance replaced by love.
Following her daughter's long black hair, Lan Yuying hugged Hongli tightly: "Mom misses you so much!"
"Hmm..."
The child hugged her mother tightly and smiled.
"Mom, I'm back!"*2
Chapter 226 When we were young, we talked about everything, but when we grew up, we had nothing to talk about. We wanted to get close, but we were afraid of hurting each other.
"Hehe, hehe..."
"Why are you grinning like a fool?"
Qing Yiyi sat sideways at the desk, holding her chin with one hand, and looked at her son who had been grinning like a fool since just now, with a speechless face: "Did you mess up your brain after going out?"
"No, no, how could it be possible?"
Heiyang waved his hand with a bright smile, lay on the bed with his head raised, stretched out with a comfortable look on his face, and closed his eyes lazily.
"Ah No matter how good it is outside, it's not as good as home. It's still more comfortable to lie on the bed at home!"
"Go away, go away."
Mom looked at Heiyang with disdain: "This is the bed of your father and I. If you want to lie down, go back to your room...
I just dried your quilt yesterday, and you came back today, and came back in the middle of the night without notifying me in advance."
"Didn't I say it more than a month ago?"
"What your mother wants is a specific notification, accurate to the time!"
"I know, I know, there's nothing I can do, I can't wait to go home!"
Heiyang rolled around on his parents' bed, smiling happily: "I've been away from home for nearly a year, a year, I I miss you so much!"
"Yes, yes, mom misses you too, okay."
Qing Yiyi sighed: "You are so old, but you are still as childish as a little kid. You are a man who is about to get married. You can't be so homesick. It won't hurt for you to go out and see the world."
"Oh, you have seen the world, but it's just like that!"
Heiyang waved his hand indifferently, and suddenly turned his head to look at his mother with an embarrassed smile on his face: "But, getting married is possible!"
"Oh?"
Qing Yiyi raised her eyebrows, stared at her feet, and slid down to the bedside in a chair, her eyes shining.
"Have you finally come to your senses, what do you mean? What do you mean? It must be Xiaoli, right? What have you two done this year? How far have you progressed?"