Chapter 660 Reunion
The little fellow grinned, revealing a toothless smile, and stretched out his chubby little hand, pointing in the direction of Huo Lingfeng, and uttered a few words in a baby voice:
"Second uncle is stupid! Dandan is confused! Stinky!"
The childish voice was particularly clear in the silent courtyard.
"puff!"
Huo Lingchuan was the first one who couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Huo Baoer also covered her mouth and shrugged her shoulders.
Others couldn't help laughing. Even Mrs. Huo, who had just recovered and was feeling the novelty of her young body, couldn't help laughing out loud.
Only Huo Jiayue's smiling face froze, and the corners of his mouth gradually drooped.
She looked at her second brother Huo Lingfeng, who was executed in public by a baby and was extremely embarrassed.
Thinking about the fact that his alchemy skills were not even as good as his second brother's, Huo Jiayue lowered his head in shame, his fingers unconsciously twisting the corners of his clothes.
On the other side, Huo Lingfeng's face instantly turned from red to purple, and then from purple to black. He held the bottle of wasted elixir, not knowing whether to hide it or throw it away. He was so embarrassed that he wished he could disappear from the spot.
He stared at the innocent little nephew who seemed to be stating a simple fact, gnashing his teeth in anger. In the end, he could only utter one sentence in the direction of Ao Jiu and Huo Qinghuang:
"Don't you know that you shouldn't expose someone's shortcomings? Why don't you just do something about this kid?!"
Huo Qinghuang just glanced at him indifferently and said nothing.
Ao Jiu hugged his son, with a hint of pride on his lips, as if his son had done something great.
"Haha, children's words are innocent. However, your alchemy skills, well, still have a lot of room for improvement."
The tone was even more provocative than Huo Lingchuan's.
“…”
Huo Lingfeng's face turned even darker.
The courtyard was filled with the long-lost relaxed and cheerful laughter.
The ecstasy of recovering what was lost, the warmth of family reunion, and the infinite vitality and joy brought by this little life, intertwined together, dispelling all the haze and heaviness.
At this moment, outside the moon cave gate, there was a sound of hurried and unsteady footsteps, accompanied by the "thump thump" sound of a cane tapping the ground.
A figure, under the complicated gaze of the Huo family guards who seemed to be hesitant to speak, appeared in the arched door frame of the moon gate, slightly staggering.
It’s Huo Yuheng.
This old man, who was once a powerful figure and controlled the Huo family's huge business empire, is now in his twilight years.
After one hundred and twenty years, even with the top-notch panacea provided by the 749 Bureau to prolong his life, it finally came to an end.
His body was severely hunched, as if he was carrying an invisible mountain on his back. His eyes, which were once as sharp as an eagle's, were now covered by a cloudy film, and he could not see things clearly.
Sparse white hair sticks to the scalp, and there are wrinkles on the face, each of which is engraved with the fatigue of time and unspeakable expectations.
He was leaning on a rosewood dragon-headed cane. Because he had walked so fast, he was breathing slightly and his chest was heaving.
He had heard the unusual noises in the backyard and was filled with fear and confusion, so he forced himself to rush here despite his illness.
However, when his cloudy old eyes tried hard to focus, he finally saw the scene under the ginkgo tree and next to the poinciana vine swing in the backyard.
Time seemed to have completely frozen at this moment.
What did he see?
His old wife, who had been bedridden and as withered as a rotten wood, now looked radiant, with black hair like clouds, and was standing steadily beside a strange swing woven with emerald green vines and gorgeous golden flowers!
That straight back, that fair skin, that clear eyes...
How could this be the dying wife in his memory?
He clearly looks a hundred years younger!
And standing next to his wife, the woman with a cold and incomparable silhouette and a waterfall of silver hair flowing with a cold luster in the moonlight...
Huo Yuheng's breathing suddenly stopped!
My heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand and suddenly stopped beating!
The rosewood cane in his hand fell off his hand with a clang and onto the cold and hard bluestone slab, making a dull loud noise!
The noise startled the people in the courtyard.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.
Mrs. Huo also turned her head and saw her husband at the door. A smile as bright as a girl's appeared on her face, and her voice was full of long-lost vitality:
"Old man! Look! It's Qing Huang! Qing Huang is back! And she brought her little grandson with her! Look at me... look at me, have I become younger?"
She even twirled around childishly, showing off her rejuvenated body.
However, Huo Yuheng seemed not to hear what his wife said.
His eyes were fixed on the figure with snow-white hair.
The cloudy pupils trembled violently, with turbulent emotions surging inside.
Shocked and bewildered, he couldn't believe it, and then he was overwhelmed with ecstasy!
For fifty years, he stayed in Bureau 749, using all his resources and connections just to get news about his daughter as early as possible.
He woke up from his dreams countless times in the middle of the night and stared at the starry sky countless times, just to hope that his only biological daughter would come back.
And now, she really appeared in front of him!
Is this really not a dream?
Huo Yuheng rubbed his eyes, then reached out and pinched his thigh hard.
"hiss!"
I heard Butler Wang gasping in pain beside me.
"Does it hurt?"
Huo Yuheng asked without turning his head, his voice filled with urgency.
"My Lord, it hurts!"
Butler Xiao Wang nodded without hesitation, fearing that he would get hit again if he ordered too slowly.
Huo Yuheng's eyes suddenly brightened.
"It's really Qing Huang who has returned..."
His lips trembled violently and a hoarse sound like an old bellows came from his throat.
His hunched body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, as if it would fall apart at any moment.
The turbid old tears burst out like a flood that broke through the dam, rolling down his wrinkled cheeks, hitting his lapels and the cold ground.
He no longer needed the support of crutches.
A force that came from nowhere, perhaps a last burst of energy, supported him and he suddenly straightened his back that was almost bent at 90 degrees!
He staggered, step by step, using all his strength to stumble towards the direction of the silver-haired figure!
His steps were unsteady and his body was shaking. Every step felt like he was walking on cotton, yet it was filled with a reckless determination!
"Qing Huang! Qing Huang! Is it really you who came back?"
A roar of extreme surprise, as if crying blood, finally broke out from the depths of his throat!
The voice was hoarse and broken, carrying with it fifty years of suffering and the huge shock of losing and regaining it at that moment, instantly tearing apart the brief relaxed atmosphere in the courtyard!
He rushed forward, and with his skinny hands like eagle claws, he grabbed Huo Qinghuang's wrist that was hanging by her side with an almost stubborn strength!
Those cloudy old eyes were fixed on their daughter's face without blinking, as if they wanted to carve that face into the depths of their soul and bring it into reincarnation!
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