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Chapter 49 Homecoming

The sky was filled with drizzle, and Ye Qing embarked on the road back to her hometown.

This time I went home mainly to worship my dead father, and to visit my third uncle's family.

Everything in Songbei City is unknown. It is still unknown whether it can be promoted to the Five Ancestors’ Dragon Escalation within one year and achieve the four routes.

Ye Qing was afraid that if he really did not reach the state of death, he would be afraid that the guests would die in a foreign land. Now it was the last time he would pay homage. Even if he really couldn't return to Houshan Village in the future, there would be nothing to worry about.

Not long after coming out of the Mengshan Martial Arts Hall, Ye Qing felt two carriages behind him. Not long after, he saw that it was Jiang Yuan and Shen Yan, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Brother Ye! The Lord of the Hall knows that you are going back to Houshan Village, so he specially asked me to hand over this letter to you!" Jiang Yuan smiled slightly and said, "In addition, there are some small gifts. Lord of the Hall of the Hall of the Hall of the Hall of the Hall of the Hall of the People, he specially prepared some gifts!"

Ye Qing looked at the two carts of things behind him, was stunned for a moment, happily accepted her kindness, and nodded, "Then I will thank Master Fu for me!"

After Jiang Yuan left the carriage and the coachman, he left with his men.

Ye Qing opened Fu Ziwei's letter and looked at it, sighing. It turned out that Fu Ziwei knew that there was no familiar person to go to Songbei City, so she wrote a letter and recommended herself to her uncle.

Fu Ziwei's uncle is a local tyrant in Songbei City and has a place to settle down. In addition, Fu Yunfei's uncle must also be notified of Fu Ziwei's uncle.

In this way, Ye Qing took two carriages back to Houshan Village. The road was slow and slow.

Houshan Village is not big, and some things can be spread throughout the village immediately.

Ye Qing didn't know that he had already become a celebrity in the village. Originally, Ye Qing was a disciple of Mengshan Martial Arts Hall. In addition, he rescued Wang San's invaded this time and became a very prestigious person in the village.

Ye Qing brought two carriages back. In the eyes of the villagers, he naturally thought that Ye Qing returned home in glory and the two carriages were full of loads, which caused a sensation in the village. Many children from Houshan Village followed behind the carriages and walked back step by step.

Uncle Wang San received the letter and took the third aunt and Wang Gouzi to the entrance of the village early in the morning. When he saw Ye Qing coming back, he was so happy that he was sobbing that he could hardly speak. He could only hold Ye Qing's hand and keep saying ye.

Uncle Wang San was wronged in the Mengshan Martial Arts Hall. He thought it was a huge disaster, but he was even sentenced to death for a lifetime.

In Wang Sanshu's heart, Mengshan Wutang is bigger than the sky in Mengshan Town, and it would be a matter of one word if they wanted to die by themselves.

Who would have thought that Ye Qing would actually help him get out of trouble in times of danger? Ye Qing persuaded Fu Ziwei in just a few words, which opened Uncle Wang San’s eyes.

The eldest lady in the martial arts hall personally apologized to him and gave him 100 taels of silver, which was a huge face. When she returned to the village, Uncle Wang San naturally told the people in the village that Ye Qing naturally became a household name.

Ye Qing asked the coachman to push the carriage into Uncle Wang San's courtyard and unload the things. The villagers' eyes were pointed. The whole truck was full of goods, ham, fine silk, oil and salt, snacks, and all kinds of necessities. The villagers' eyes were red. Everyone understood that this was what Ye Qing bought for Uncle Wang San.

Uncle Wang San saw the cart entering his yard, and the villagers looked envious and their faces turned red, saying that they could not even be used. He could not make such a car even in three or five years. Aunt San wiped her tears and praised Ye Qing for growing up.

Several elderly people from Houshan Village stood in front of Uncle Wang San’s yard and watched, while a few brave children followed the carriage into the yard.

Aunt Wang San could no longer sit still. When several old people in the village saw Aunt San, they rushed forward a few steps and retreated in fear. Uncle Wang San's family was familiar with these neighbors when they were poor. Now Ye Qing returned home in glory and wanted to visit him, but he was afraid of disturbing him rashly, which made him lose face.

"Li Siniang, Uncle Sun Er, Aunt Fang, why don't you recognize our Ye Qing?" Aunt Wang San's face was full of smiles, and she reached out to hold an old lady with a gray head and said with gratitude: "Li Siniang, Ye Qing ate poisonous mushrooms when she was a child. If you hadn't carried him on a fifty-mile mountain road to Mengshan Town for medical treatment and medicine overnight, it would have been gone long ago. Now, how could he have had a family today?" Li Siniang trembled and wiped her hand on the apron a few times, holding Ye Qing's hand, her eyes were red, and she was trembling and unable to speak.

Aunt Wang San took the best ham from the coachman and stuffed it into Li Siniang's arms and said, "This is what Ye Qing respects you from Mengshan Town. Qing'er is a good child, but she never forgets her roots!"

Li Siniang's tears flowed down her face. No one in the mountains had ever seen such a good thing, and she nodded repeatedly to say good things.

After Aunt Wang San said something, the neighbors hiding outside the yard came in one after another and talked to Ye Qing around Wang Gouzi's family.

Uncle and Aunt Wang were blushing and kept pulling Ye Qing and Wang Gouzi around. This one was filial and that one was also promising. The awe-inspiring eyes fully satisfied the face of being a parents.

Ye Qing respectfully bowed to everyone, and the neighbors said they didn't dare. Who is Ye Qing? He was the most prestigious eighth master in Houshan Village. He didn't know how to put his hands on them.

Ye Qing sang: "True love is revealed in times of adversity! Ye Qing has been remembered by the audience for his elders for the rest of his life and dare not forget it. Today, he has a little gift and cannot repay you for your kindness. Let me express my feelings."

The coachman behind him picked up several carts of gifts. Uncle Wang San and Aunt Wang San were poor, so he naturally knew what the villagers needed, such as several carts of silk, fat sheep, and even wine that poor families rarely use in the mountains, so he naturally had no shortage of fine salt.

Uncle Wang San's family was surrounded by children. Although his clothes were worn, he was very happy. Wang Gouzi was distributing snacks and candy to the children.

In Fu Ziwei's eyes, this may not be a big deal, but in these poor valleys, this is the best gift. Moreover, these two large trucks of goods have deep ruts on the road, which makes the villagers envious. The villagers who know each other say that Wang Sanshu made a good relationship in his previous life and only got half of Ye Qing.

Wang Gouzi was even more happy and kept pulling Ye Qing into the house. The brothers he grew up with have now become capable people. He felt even more shiny on his face than Ye Qing.

Ye Qing grew up under the care of Uncle Wang San's family. In the most difficult time, even if Wang Gouzi was hungry, he would have to eat it in one bite. Ye Qing has always been thinking about kindness, and now he is about to travel far, so he naturally wants to see their family.

After the neighbors left, the family was naturally very happy to sit together. After the last time, Uncle Wang San didn't plan to work in the Mengshan Martial Arts Hall. Now that he earned money, it was enough for the three of them to buy some good land in the village, so that they would not have to worry about food and drink, and could also tell Wang Gouzi to have a wife.

When he heard the reason why Ye Qing returned to the village, Uncle Wang sighed and said, "Qing's life is miserable. His father died at the age of three, his mother..." When he said this, Aunt San glared at him, pretended to cough a few times, and covered her up: "Now, I feel relieved when I see you growing up."

When Ye Qing heard something from Uncle Wang San's words, he immediately said, "Uncle San, what's wrong with my mother?" After that, he looked at Aunt San and said, "Now I have grown up. If there is anything, please don't hide it from me!"

Ye Qing's eyes flashed, and Aunt San didn't dare to look at his eyes. She turned her head and pretended to pick up something and said, "Lao San, just tell Qingwa that he should know some things..."

"Your mother was left with you when she was five years old!" Uncle Wang San seemed to be immersed in the long-standing memories, and said with a blurred look: "I remember your mother is also a master of martial arts, even more powerful than the master of the Mengshan Martial Arts Hall! I once saw her killing the black tiger in Mengshan with one hand!"

Ye Qing was shocked. In his memory, the only thing left was his mother leaving him and leaving home.

Over the years, he often relives the unbearable scene in his dreams at night, but he never knew that his mother could do martial arts and was also a master! The black tiger in Mengshan is famous for its ferocity. A black tiger weighs a thousand pounds. Even a martial arts master cannot kill it with one palm unless...

"Unless you are a warrior!" Ye Qing was even more sure of his judgment.

Aunt San was also very sure: "Your mother came to Houshan Village because she was lost and later married your father. Everyone in the village said that Song Junzhi was as beautiful as a fairy, and they envied your father for marrying a good wife!"

When Ye Qing heard these things, he fell into thinking. It turned out that his parents still had such a story.

Uncle Wang San said with a slight breath: "Your mother does not belong to Houshan Village. Not long after your father died, she left the house and left you without returning... Maybe... something difficult happened!"

After hearing this, Ye Qing touched the jade talisman on his chest and heard a cool feeling. He always felt uncomfortable. Now he has embarked on the path of martial arts. If his mother is really a warrior, she may be able to meet again one day.

At that time, he will definitely ask why he is so heartless and will leave for more than ten years!

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