Mixed Miners

"Right, there is fruit wine that I brought back in the car, my mom can also drink some!" Yang Ling put down the wine? 25?? And ran out the door, and soon hugged in from the outside, a half-man high oak casks, above Still slightly chilling. [No pop-up window novel network]

This is what Lin Lao brewed in the desert. At the beginning, Yang Ling was all brought back like a scraped floor, some were thrown into the palace of the system, and some were placed in the ring, although nearly half a year passed, and almost when the ring was received The same is true, the effect of iceberg chilling is still there.

Yang Ling unscrewed the stopper on the oak barrel and found a big cup to pour a cup for her mother. Suddenly, a sweet and sweet smell came out in the room.

"Well, it smells good, I have a cup too!" Yang Benshun turned his head and poured a large glass of wine that Yang Ling had poured on him into his mouth, and then placed the cup in front of Yang Ling.

Yang Ling couldn't help but watch the liver tremble a few times. The style of Dad's drinking is still invincible. It is estimated that at this level, there are no rivals in the village.

The family hasn't eaten together for a long time. When I came back last September or my grandfather's birthday in August, it was winter in the blink of an eye, and it was a new year.

Under the dim light, the firewood in the firepit made a screaming sound, and a cluster of Mars rose from time to time, emitting a dark red glow.

Yang Ling opened his arms and launched a crazy attack on the dishes on the table. He almost turned into a wild boar, and most of the dishes were eaten into his stomach.

Yang Benshun seems to be blaming, screaming and drinking a sip of wine, then very lightly picking up a piece of food and throwing it into his mouth and chewing it, but He Xiumei is satisfied with his face, his eyes full of memories, and he seems to see another mud The little baby is also a piglet who used to eat something like this for three days.

But in a blink of an eye, this little piglet grew up and could no longer control it. He couldn’t find an audio message for half a year after leaving home.

The children were too big to wait for a few years. After a few years, the daughter-in-law gave birth to a baby. It is estimated that she could not see the face. Thinking about it, her eyes began to red, and the rice could not be eaten. The wine was not fragrant.

Yang Ling’s Zhenghuan suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not quite right. When he looked up, he saw that his mother was wiping his tears, and suddenly he was anxious. He quickly put down the bowl and asked questions: “Mom, what are you doing?”

"Cry a good fart!" Yang Benshun unhappy to put down the glass.

"I want you to control, I just want to cry!" He Xiumei stunned Yang Benshun

Yang Benshun didn't talk at once. It didn't matter if he offended his son. He offended his wife. It is a problem to eat later, let alone enjoy drinking.

"How come you come back alone, isn't it to bring Linlin back together?" said the mother with tears.

Hey~!

It turned out to be this thing. Yang Ling suddenly smiled and said: "I have already said it to Xing Lin. When she brought her back in the New Year, she has already agreed!"

"Hey, if you don't bring it back this time, you don't have to come back. Look at Xiaoxu and Xiaoxin. The son is going to walk..."

Listening to the mother's fascination, Yang Ling also had to make an ostrich that poked his head in the sand and continued to be a silent food.

After the dinner, the family sat around the fire pit.

Looking at Laojiao’s mother’s youthful appearance under the nourishment of Qingshui Dan and Diyuan Zhenshui, Yang Ling hesitated for a long time and said: “Dad, Mom, I have something to tell you, but... this may be very It’s incredible, it’s hard to understand, don’t say it when you know it!”

Yang Benshun smoked a cigarette and said with a faint sigh: "If there is anything that is not easy to understand, do you become a god, will you call the wind and rain?"

Yang Ling suddenly felt a bit in his heart. Didn’t Dad have a prophet? Although I can't do it now, I can't do it, but there is nothing wrong with flying.

He Xiumei laughed out loudly. "Xiao Lei came back to tell us a story when she was on the winter vacation. She said that there was a little girl flying in Changan last month, and there was a magic weapon. When she waved her hand, she collapsed the building. As it is, the result was later reported on TV news that it was filming."

Yang Ling couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. It seems that the incident is really very big. Fortunately, Gong Quansheng has a quick shot, otherwise it may be a mess.

Yang Ling reorganized his thinking and said very seriously: "Dad, Mom~, that is not a movie, but a real thing. Now foreigners already know that the domestic government is only strict. So the news was suppressed. What I want to say today is that I got a thing in October of the previous year. That thing is very strange. Dad, you have seen the gods and the Journey to the West. There are many gods in it. This kind of magic weapon, this thing I picked up is a magic weapon used by the gods, the kind of pills I brought back, the kind of water, and the green jade and bracelets that you wear on your body, actually from the magic weapon. What is made is the thing used by the legendary gods!"

"Wait, what are you talking about?" He Xiumei suddenly asked with a nervous mouth.

"Yeah!" Yang Ling nodded. "These things have been eaten and used. They have amazing ability, right?"

Yang Benshun was careful at this time, looked at his son seriously and nodded. "Yes, since our family has eaten the medicine and water you brought back, the body has become very young~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and strength It’s a lot bigger, even your grandparents are getting very good now, and they can cut firewood and pick up water. It’s not like an old man in their 80s. I always wanted to ask you about this, and I’m afraid that you’re not happy. Or there are some secrets that are inconvenient to say, so I have never asked, the villagers are speculating, carrying us to talk, even the people outside the village know something."

Yang Ling smiled bitterly, and these arguments will appear sooner or later, because the changes in the Yang family are really obvious. The 80-year-old man looks like a man in his sixties and a half, but he can also chop the wood and pick up the water. The old people look like they are in their thirties, and they are full of energy and confusion. And the rural areas are not like the cities. They don’t know each other when they move to a place. This is almost everyone who knows about the surrounding villages. It’s impossible for people to know such strange changes.

"Wa, you want to say that you are like the little girl, now is the god?" He Xiumei hesitated to ask.

Yang Ling nodded and said very cautiously: "Dad, Mom, I will take you to a place to look at it, and then you will know, but after reading it, you must remember to never say it."

Yang Benshun thought for a long time before nodding.

Yang Ling then released the aura to wrap the father and mother, and then entered the system. (To be continued.)