Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

The old man's body swayed obviously, and he suddenly straightened up. He walked tremblingly towards the oncoming figure. When he finally saw clearly that the person coming was the son he had been thinking about day and night, he shed turbid tears. It slipped from the old man's eyes.

"Feng'er, Feng'er, it's really you!"

Isn't the majestic man in front of him the child he and his wife raised single-handedly through all the hard work?

"Dad, dad, it's me, I'm Feng'er! I'm back!"

Qiao Feng took three steps at a time and supported the old man walking towards him.

Qiao Sanhuai struggled to straighten up and looked at her son's face carefully, but she couldn't straighten up. The burden of life had already bent the old man's back.

"Feng'er! You are so cruel! You haven't come back even once for five years! Your mother misses you so much that she almost goes blind from crying!"

Qiao Feng was also in tears at this moment. He pushed the golden mountain and knocked down the jade pillar, and fell to his knees with a "pop": "Dad, the child is unfilial!"

The father and son burst into tears and wept at each other.

The door behind him was pushed open with a creak, and an old woman with silver-white hair moved out tremblingly on crutches: "Is Feng'er back? Is Feng'er back?"

"Mom, the baby is back!"

When the old woman heard Qiao Feng's voice, she stretched out her hand to touch her son's face. After groping for several times, she finally touched her son's rough face.

She was almost invisible.

Qiao Feng felt sad when he saw his mother's appearance.

There is a saying that when a man sheds tears, he does not shed them lightly, but he has not yet reached the point of sadness. Qiao Feng was heartbroken when he thought about how glorious he was in the Beggar Clan, and yet his parents were in such a miserable state in front of him. He, Qiao Feng, thought that he was worthy of his friends and brothers, and he had no regrets in everything, but he could only be sorry for his parents.

"Mom, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Qiao Feng felt sad inside.

The old woman had tears in her eyes, but she forced a smile and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. As you get older, you will always have your problems. As long as you come back and take a look, it won't be a pity that my mother is blind." It’s just that I can’t see my Feng’er get married, have children, and start a family.”

The old woman said while gently wiping her tears.

They were a poor peasant couple at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. They were almost forty years old and still had no children. Several well-connected people gave the child to them.

This child is all they hope for, and they have devoted half their lives to it. Later, when Qiao Feng reached the age of eighteen, he joined the Beggar Gang. The couple didn't know much about things in the world, but they just heard from the well-connected person that the Beggar Gang was the largest gang in the world, and Qiao Feng would definitely have a bright future in the future, so they were full of joy.

Who would have thought that if we leave, we will be separated from each other.

"Son, are you hungry? Mom will cook for you!"

Suddenly, the old woman thought of something, and she and her husband hurriedly pulled their son into the house.

After some repairs, the only old hen that laid eggs in the family was stewed. Although Qiao Feng would ask someone to send back some money during his years in the Beggar Clan, the two elders still lived a very miserable life.

I don't know how much wine Qiao Feng has drunk and how many invitations he has received over the years. Not to mention big fish and meat, delicacies from mountains and seas are not uncommon, but this simple meal made Qiao Feng feel extra sweet and at ease.

"Feng'er, how long will you stay when you come back this time?"

During the meal, Qiao Sanhuai asked.

"Father, Mom, I have to deal with some things when I come back this time. Once I have taken care of this matter, I will take you to another place to guard you and provide for you!"

Hearing Qiao Feng's answer, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife felt as if a big stone had been lifted from their hearts, and they were overjoyed: "Okay, okay!"

When they live to their age, they are already buried up to their necks in loess. They don’t expect their children to make great achievements outside. They only hope that their children can be by their side forever.

Qiao Sanhuai thought of something and left his seat tremblingly, saying, "Feng'er, sit with your mother for a while. Dad has something to give you!"

After saying that, he left his seat and walked to the bedroom under Qiao Feng's curious eyes.

Qiao Sanhuai walked into the bedroom, carefully dug out the less solid floor in the corner with a small hoe, took out a small package from it, and held it carefully in the palm of his hand, like caring for a newborn baby. The old eyes were full of joy.

He returned to his wife and children, placed the package on the table, opened it gently, and pushed it in front of Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng looked at the contents of the package and was suddenly stunned.

It was a bag of silver and there were silver ingots, but most of them were broken pieces of silver. The total amount was at least a few hundred taels.

Before Qiao Feng could ask questions, Qiao Sanhuai said: "Feng'er, you were very busy before, and you only stayed for half a day every time you came back. My parents didn't have the chance to talk to you. You are also in your early thirties. It’s time to start a family. Over the years, many people have come to propose marriage, but my parents were afraid that girls from ordinary families would not be of your liking, so they didn’t agree."

"Hey, you are a man of great ability. Your parents are useless farmers and they are old. They can't help you much. Take this little money and hire a girl from a good family in the future. Wait. After the two of us leave, you will not be alone in the world. If my parents could see that you have a son and a half before they leave, Jiuquanxia would also be happy."

This money was naturally sent back by Qiao Feng.

Over the years, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife saved 99% of every money Qiao Feng sent home, in order to support Qiao Feng's family in the future.

They don't know about the grievances and grievances in the world, or the storms in the martial arts world. They just use this simplest method to hope that their son will be well.

Qiao Feng looked at the pile of silver and was speechless for a long time.

To him, such a sum of money may be just the income from robbing the rich and giving to the poor. However, to the two elders, it is the hard work accumulated over many years.

At this moment, Qiao Feng felt that it didn't seem that important anymore whether the couple in front of him were his biological parents.

"Okay, dad, the kid listens to you!"

Qiao Feng rewrapped the bag of silver and put it aside.

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

"Dad, Mom, I have to go to Shaoshi Mountain. It may take a long time. You don't have to wait for me to come back for dinner."

Qiao Feng said to his parents who were following him all the way, and repeatedly assured them that it was really just a trip up the mountain and they would not leave without saying goodbye, and then sent the two elders back.

Looking at the hunched backs of the two old men leaving, Qiao Feng felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, but he couldn't explain what was going on.

“Perhaps it’s because this time we go up the mountain, the good or bad luck is unknown!”

Qiao Feng murmured to himself.

Step by step, he climbed the steps and headed towards the unknown front.