Qin's mother's eyes stayed on Lan Yan for a moment, and then said enthusiastically: "You two, please come in quickly, sit down and have a cup of tea, Alan, make two cups of tea!"

After entertaining two guests, Qin's mother took out two new clothes from her room. She walked to Qin Haoxuan, compared the new clothes, and said, "I made these two new clothes after you left, but I don't know where you are practicing immortality, so I can't send them over, so I kept it at home!"

Qin Haoxuan felt warm in his heart, and he carefully put away the two sets of clothes sewn by his mother. The degree of cherishing was no less than that of precious and fragile porcelain, as if he was afraid that he would break it if he accidentally did it.

"You sit down for a while, mom goes to cook, your father goes up the mountain to chop wood, and will come back soon." Qin Haoxuan's return made Qin's mother extremely happy. It was not the time to eat, but she went to the kitchen to work early just to let her son have a rich and delicious meal.

After his mother was busy, Qin Haoxuan stood in the yard blankly. Thinking of the happy smile on his mother's face, Qin Haoxuan was even more happy than finding a treasure in Juexian Poison Valley.

After a while, heavy footsteps sounded outside the yard.

Hearing these familiar and unfamiliar footsteps, Qin Haoxuan suddenly stood up, tears in his eyes, and he looked at the door.

A man carrying a bundle of firewood came in from outside. The vicissitudes of time were full of wrinkles on his face, and his skin color was also the dark yellow common to people in the mountains. This man was Qin Haoxuan's father.

"Bang!"

As soon as he walked into the gate, he saw Qin Haoxuan's father, with the axe in his hand and the firewood on his back, falling to the ground. Like his wife, he was shocked when he saw Qin Haoxuan's first reaction.

After all, Qin's father is a man, much more steady than Qin Haoxuan's mother. Tears flashed in his eyes. He suddenly sighed and said, "Xuan'er, it's good to come back. It doesn't matter if you can't become an immortal, it doesn't matter if you can't become an immortal, it doesn't matter if you can't become an immortal... Dad tells you about marriage, let's live a down-to-earth life!"

Qin Haoxuan looked at his father's rough hands and a faint disappointment appeared on his honest and honest face. Although he didn't know why his parents thought that he had failed to practice immortality when they saw him, he still explained with a smile: "Dad, I am still practicing immortality, I just miss you, so I specially asked for leave to come back to see you."

"Really?" Qin's father's eyes lit up. He knew that his son never lies, but he couldn't help asking.

Qin Haoxuan nodded and said, "Do I dare to lie to my father?"

After saying that, Qin Haoxuan introduced Lan Yan and Xing to his father again.

Qin's father smiled happily, picked up all the firewood and hatchets on the ground, and then said to Qin Haoxuan: "Wait until my father goes to wash his face, then go and get some wine, let's have a good drink!"

Looking at Qin Haoxuan's happy smile, Xing said, "I'll go and catch a bar!" Before Qin's father refused, Xing had already run out of the door.

After chatting with my father for a while, my mother's sumptuous meal was also out of the pot. The family of three, who had been scattered for nearly two years, finally sat back together, drank and had a reunion. The warmth not only filled the hearts of the Qin father and son, but also infected with Lan Yan and Zheng.

The most infectious thing in this world is family affection.

The drunken father and mother Qin still had happy and satisfied smiles on their faces. They returned to the room to rest under the help of Qin Haoxuan. Although they drank some wine, the alcohol had no effect on Qin Haoxuan at all.

Sitting in the yard and looking at the sunset and clouds, Qin Haoxuan's smile gradually faded and his brows frowned slightly.

"Why, are you unhappy when you see your parents?" Xing Wen said, "Looking at your sad face, what are you thinking?"

Qin Haoxuan nodded: "Happy, why are you unhappy? I missed homesick for more than a year after I left home, but I didn't have the chance to come back, so I kept holding on until I forgot about the two elders. It's really unfilial! Now when I see them again, I feel the ruthlessness of the immortals. I am still young and I can live forever in the future, but my parents are old, and I am afraid to see them grow old."

Qin Haoxuan looked up at the firewood placed in a corner of the yard. This was what his father cut today, not much, so he walked over and picked up a few ropes and prepared to go out.

Xing looked at Qin Haoxuan's actions and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

“Chop wood.”

His home is nearly ten miles away from Xiaoyu Island. Qin Haoxuan felt uncomfortable thinking that his father had to go up the mountain to chop wood every day. When he was at home, he did all these coolies by himself. Now he has gone to cultivate immortality and seek immortality. The coolies of chopping wood have fallen on his older father.

Thinking of this, Qin Haoxuan felt even more guilty.

On the way to Xiaoyu Mountain, many acquaintances also saw Qin Haoxuan, and they greeted Qin Haoxuan in surprise. The eyes of Qin Haoxuan looked sympathetic, regretful, and gloating. In their eyes, Qin Haoxuan also failed to cultivate immortality and came back.

Qin Haoxuan ignored these things. Now he was thinking about chopping more firewood so that his father would not have to go to Xiaoyu Island to chop firewood in the future.

It’s okay if the weather is sunny or rainy, my father’s old cold legs will be experiencing, making it difficult to walk.

The [Kaitian Slash] used by the cultivators to fight was used by Qin Haoxuan as a hatchet at this time. He raised his sword and fell down his branches one by one, and then he skillfully split them into sections, and then tied them up with hemp rope to carry them home.

Churing wood was a job that Qin Haoxuan often did in the past. At that time, he was more or less willing to deal with things, but now he was wholeheartedly trying to chop more firewood. Because he cut more bundles of firewood, his father would cut less bundles of firewood and less travel to and from Xiaoyu Island.

Qin Haoxuan did not sleep for a whole night, so he chopped wood on Xiaoyu Mountain, then carried it home and continued to go up the mountain to chop wood.

The next morning, Qin's father and Qin's mother woke up. They walked out of the room and were shocked when they saw the firewood neatly piled up in the yard like a hill.

"Xuan'er, you didn't sleep all night last night, and you were chopping wood?" Qin's mother looked at her son with distress, with a hint of blame in her tone.

Qin Haoxuan smiled and said, "I rarely sleep in cultivating immortals. It's okay. Go and make breakfast quickly. I'm hungry."

Seeing his son full of energy, Qin's mother glared at him pamperedly and went to the kitchen to work.

In the next few days, Qin Haoxuan talked with his parents during the day and went up the mountain to chop firewood at night. He cut enough firewood for the family for a year and plowed all the land at home.

Qin's mother felt sorry for her son, afraid that she would be tired, but Qin Haoxuan thought she could do too little for the family and could not do enough. If the yard in the house was not big enough, he really wanted to chop back the ten-year-old firewood.

In this way, the older parents can be more leisurely.

The villagers of Datian Town knew that Qin Haoxuan was not fired, but came back to see his parents, and also sent gifts one by one. These days, the Qin family has always been crowded with people.

Qin's father and Qin's mother were not annoyed, and they welcomed and sent him off with a smile. Although they were tired of greeting the guests, they were happy! According to their words, who made our son compete? Others would have no chance to be so lively!

With simple words and pride, Qin Haoxuan also knew that he was the pride of his parents? Although he was not willing to deal with these familiar and unfamiliar relatives and friends, as long as his parents were happy, it didn't matter what he did.

People from the Zhang family also sent people to ask about the situation between Zhang Kuang and Zhang Yang. Although Qin Haoxuan was not in harmony with Zhang Yang, he told the truth that both of them were disciples who were key trained in the sect.

When the Zhang family learned about this news, they hurried home and decorated the decoration. Even if their children cannot go home, they are valued at the immortals and are worthy of celebration.

Qin's father would also pull Xing aside and ask if the second brother Zhang Kuang and Zhang Yang were more valued in the immortals.

Xing... has the ability to exaggerate the death of a person who is not worth his life, and he beat Qin Haoxuan up to something that is not on the earth, as if he will be the head teacher tomorrow.

Qin Haoxuan heard the whispers and drove him away, honestly explaining the situation to his father, for fear that his family would be misled by misleading.

In his spare time, Qin Haoxuan, who had just practiced the same medicine after practicing immortality, prescribed several prescriptions for his parents to regulate his health. Although he could not live forever, he could also reduce illness. His father's cold legs and his mother's rheumatism were all very serious and stubborn diseases.

In the past few days, except for chatting with Qin Haoxuan, Qin's mother has been sewing and threading every day, until late at night, and is still sewing under the dim pine oil lamp.

He sewed Qin Haoxuan's old clothes and was busy making new clothes for Qin Haoxuan.

The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering son.

Qin's mother's eyes that were almost narrowed into a slit, and her hands that were bleeding from the needle but still refused to stop. The gray mother's face had many wrinkles on her face, and each wrinkle filled with full love for her son.

Qin Haoxuan still remembers that when he was a child, his father's tall and majestic figure was an insurmountable mountain in his eyes. But now he has grown up, cultivated immortals and is strong, but his father's back is bent.

When he was young, Qin's father went home by hunting on the mountain. No matter what his harvest was, he always had to bathe Qin Haoxuan, because he was as naughty as other children. When he was playing outside for a whole day, he was always covered in dirty dust.

At that time, the family was very poor, and Qin's mother had to help wealthy families wash paddlings and make some money to supplement the family's income, so the task of bathing Qin Haoxuan fell on Qin's father, who was big and thick.

This big and thick man always bathed Qin Haoxuan patiently. When he was young, Qin Haoxuan was naughty and always used water from the bathtub to wet his father's hair and clothes. However, his father could only pretend to be a few words of evil to himself, but the smile on his face was happy.

Qin Haoxuan cannot forget all this, nor dares to forget it. During these days when he was at home, he had to fetch a basin of water every day to wash his father and mother's feet.

When I first fetched water to wash Qin's mother's feet, Qin's mother refused: "Xuan'er, you want to be an immortal, how can you wash our feet? Your hands are so noble!"

Hearing this, Qin Haoxuan felt sad: "Mom, there are no immortals here, only sons. Mother and son..."

Qin Haoxuan insisted on putting his mother's feet into the basin. The years not only left traces on her mother's face, but also the skin on her feet gradually became old. When washing her feet, the mother kindly stroked Qin Haoxuan's head, comforting her son's future.

Qin Haoxuan washed his father's feet, but his father did not refuse and said with great relief: "I have been bathing you a little bastard for three or four years, but it was finally in vain!"

After years of hard work and illness, my father's feet were as dry and stiff as the bark of an old pine tree, and his hands were a little rough when they touched, but Qin Haoxuan cherished them as if he was holding a golden lotus, just like his father bathing himself when he was a child, scrubbing and massaged carefully.

In the past few days, Qin Haoxuan had a vague idea in his mind, to make his parents live forever. This idea gradually became clear and eventually became a determination!
Chapter completed!