Chapter 120 The Way Home

"Good morning, Little Stone."

Shi Yu was being held down, but instead of resisting, he smiled brilliantly and raised his head to greet the old man of the Yin family. The name "Little Stone" completely made the old man's face turn purple.

Without even bothering to call for help, he took two steps forward and pushed away the person who was pressing down on Shi Yu.

The old man's behavior shocked everyone in the Yin family. No one had ever seen the old man like this, not even Grandpa Yin.

In Uncle Yin's memory, his father always looked cold and steady, and was indifferent to everyone... Not really, it was only when it came to his deceased grandmother that his father would subconsciously reveal his admiration and longing.

However, at this moment, the old man looked at Shi Yu, and tears started to flow down his face without saying a word.

But...why is this happening?

This was not the first time the old man had seen this woman. At the dinner the day before, although they were some distance apart, he could still see her face clearly.

At that time, the old man clearly did not show such an abnormal expression.

What went wrong in the process?

"Let go! Let go!" The old man glared at the two people who had just held down Shi Yu. "Are you worthy enough to touch her? You don't even need to hold back your hands!"

"This... Old Master, it was Grandpa who asked us to do this!"

The two servants were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats and quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed. Their foreheads turned red in a few seconds, and it was obvious that they were very scared.

The old man didn't care about that. His attention shifted to Master Yin. "This rebellious son, since he doesn't have the face to see the slightest bit, there's no need to keep his eyes."

"Ah? Dad, are you...are you crazy?" Uncle Yin was no longer frightened, but confused. "I am your son!"

"Did this woman give you some kind of drug?!"

"I'll have someone pin her down and beat her to death right now!"

The old man was silent this time. He looked around and finally picked up the pipe in his hand and hit his eldest son on the head without any hesitation. "You, you rebellious son!"

"From today on, you are no longer a son in my Yin family!"

Seeing the scene becoming increasingly chaotic, Lao Chang, who was standing beside him, winked at him until his eyes were about to cramp. Shi Yu finally rubbed his wrist and said lightly, "Okay."

"I just got back, and I don't think it's bad luck to fight and kill."

As he spoke, Shi Yu smiled again and waved at the old man, "Little Stone, come here."

The old man who always had the final say in front of others walked over without any resistance after hearing this. If you look closely.

You can see that his eyes have started to turn red.

Walking in front of Shi Yu, the old man knelt on the ground with a thud, "Mother! Mother!"

"Why did you come back just now?"

The old man grabbed Shi Yu's clothes, as if he was using all his strength, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would disappear again. He didn't dare to let go at all, "Why... did you come back so late?"

Mother? !

What a joke!

Not to mention the Yin family, even Old Chang was bewildered when faced with such a scene, and had no idea what was going on.

Master Chef, how could she be the mother of an old man?

Moreover, this old man is a ghost who has been dead for who knows how many years!

Old Chang looked at Shi Yu, who was smiling kindly, and rubbed his eyes hard in disbelief. When he opened his eyes again... Shi Yu was already touching the old man's head.

"Okay, okay, the ground is cold, get up quickly."

Shi Yu helped the old man up and said, "Don't you know how old you are? Why are you still crying like a child?"

"As long as his mother is there, Little Stone is just a child!"

The old man's tone was stubborn, and within that stubbornness, there was a hint of unspeakable grievance.

"Let everyone go out, I have something to tell you."

Although the Yin family was still confused, no one dared to object when the old man ordered everyone to leave. Not everyone left, but Old Chang stayed.

It was still the same solemn and dignified main hall, but this time the person sitting in the upper seat was Shi Yu.

"Tell me, what on earth do you want to do by making this thing?"

Without beating around the bush, Shi Yu went straight to the point. However, the old man did not answer the question. He just looked at her eagerly and said, "Mother, you won't leave now that you're back this time."

"Son really misses you, all these years..."

"Answer my question." Shi Yu lowered his eyes, and occasionally raised his eyes, which was enough to make the old man in front of him speechless.

This was the first time that Lao Chang faced Shi Yu's completely different side directly, which was the unique majesty of a superior.

It cannot be refuted or rejected.

The old man opened his mouth but chose to remain silent.

"Don't tell?"

Shi Yu chuckled lightly, and didn't seem to have any other emotions.

In fact, she didn't remember who the person in front of her was at first, or rather, for Shi Yu, there were too many people like Xiao Shitou.

Just like Lao Chang and Chang Miyin now.

They will have a time together that, for mortals, will be unique, one-of-a-kind, and unforgettable.

But not for Shi Yu.

Every time she goes through an experience, she will meet different people, which are of course special to her at the moment, but as this specialness accumulates more and more, it becomes dull and lifeless.

So it’s not that the gods are heartless.

A life that is too long makes everything seem dull.

If it weren't for the fact that Lao Chang saw her portrait at Master Minghui's place, and the white jade fan hadn't brought her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

She might not even remember that she had adopted a little beggar hundreds of years ago.

That is the old master Yin in front of him.

"Kneel down." Still with the same light tone, the moment Shi Yu finished speaking, the old man knelt on the ground without any hesitation.

Although he is old, his eyes still have the stubbornness of a teenager. "As long as my mother can come back and see her son again, I am willing to kneel and die here today."

"So..." Shi Yu was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, "You made such a big fuss just to wait for me to come back?"

Old Master Yin didn't answer, but his eyes said it all.

Shi Yu was so angry that he almost laughed, "Okay, okay, I haven't taught you all these skills in vain. I'm really putting them to use."

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if I never came back? Are you going to let this place keep killing people?"

With a bang, Shi Yu's palm landed heavily on the table, and a clear crack spread along the table.

But the old man still stared at her stubbornly, "What do those people's lives have to do with me? If their death can pave a way for mother to return home, then I am willing!"