When I was young, I left home and returned home, but my hometown accent did not change and my hair was weak.

Somehow, as he got closer and closer to Huangzhuang in his memory, Xu Lang couldn't help but think of these two lines of poetry.

After all, I have lived here for fifteen years, and this is Xu Lang’s first hometown, carrying too many memories of him.

Just as he approached the village, Xu Lang asked his subordinates to stop the car. He wanted to walk down and browse the grass and trees in the village again.

In a blink of an eye, it was more than half a year since he had not returned. When he just returned to China, he came here to find Grandpa Huang Zhong. After a short stay, he left in a hurry and did not have time to reminisce about it. Now, it is finally time to take a good look at his hometown where he had lived for fifteen years.

As soon as Xu Lang stood at the foot of the village, he was a small bridge at the entrance of the village. Strictly speaking, his fate began to change from this small bridge.

On that night more than eight years ago, Xu Lang had made an appointment with Zhang Chenxi to secretly date, but he was suddenly intercepted by a masked man in black here. It was his master Xie Wendong who suddenly rescued him. Before he could say goodbye to Grandpa Huang Zhong and his hometown, he hurriedly took him on the plane. From then on, he started a life he had never dreamed of, licking blood from the knife, fighting and killing, escaping from death, having glory, confusion, fear, and hard work.

Looking back at the journey, Xu Lang felt his eyes a little wet. If it weren't for the intercepted night that year, he might still be living an ordinary life with Grandpa Huang Zhong, or maybe he had already gotten married and had children.

Xie Wendong threw himself on the island and taught him survival skills, but then disappeared. Later, another legendary figure who influenced his life, came, the mysterious master, Death Owl King, wore a mask all day long, and never even spoke with his real voice. However, at that time, he had an inexplicable admiration and yearning for Death Owl King, and then rose to the realm of faith.

And when you think about yourself now, why are you also worshiping the Dead Owl King?

Standing at the bridgehead, Xu Lang couldn't help but think of his life after leaving the bridgehead.

Old man Huang Zhong knew that Lang'er must have recalled something. He slowly walked to Xu Lang's side, patted Xu Lang's shoulder gently, and said softly: "Lang'er, have you remembered some past? It's all over, don't think about it anymore."

Xu Lang looked back at his grandfather and laughed: "Grandpa, it's really up to you that gave me a second life. After leaving here, there was another grandfather who affected my life. He was my master, and people called him the Dead King."

When the old man Huang Zhong heard this, his body trembled slightly and asked slowly: "Oh? Dead King? Who is he?"

Xu Lang looked into the distance with a deep look, and a complex and incomprehensible smile appeared on his face, and he slowly said, "Hehe, I don't know, a mysterious existence. I just called him grandpa, and I was just random guessing. Maybe he is younger than me, and maybe he is a woman."

Old man Huang Zhong asked in confusion: "Ah? Lang'er, is that person that mysterious? You don't even know who he is, why are you obsessed with him?"

Xu Lang immediately said: "Because he gave me faith, and faith is the existence that supports my life path."

Old man Huang Zhong seemed a little puzzled, and then asked again: "Langer, say something that shouldn't be said, have you ever thought that the person you believe in is a good person or a bad person?"

Xu Lang trembled suddenly after asking a sentence. He had thought about this question before, but he had never dared to touch a person who gave his faith. He should not doubt anyway.

However, when Grandpa Huang Zhong talked about it, Xu Lang was shocked and didn't know how to answer.

After a long time, Xu Lang slowly turned around, held Grandpa Huang Zhong's hand, and said seriously: "Grandpa, thank you for your reminder, but you gave me life, and Master gave me faith and the ability to survive. You are all people who deserve my deep trust.

Let's go home."

Old Man Huang Zhong stopped talking and followed Xu Lang to the village.

When passing by the haystack at the village head, Xu Lang couldn't help but remember the scene when he dated Zhang Chenxi here. His first kiss was gone here. Looking back on the beautiful first love time, Xu Lang feels particularly warm and beautiful.

As soon as I entered the village, I met more and more acquaintances. Many people knew Mr. Huang Zhong, but they did not know the young and young man beside him. However, compared to the luxury car behind the man, the one behind him was more attractive.

"Uncle Huang, where have you been there in the past six months? I haven't seen you for such a long time, why are you often not at home?"

"Yeah, whose child is this? Relative? Lao Huang, when did you have such a rich relative?"

"What kind of car is this on that day? How much does it cost?"

The villagers gathered more and more, and as they talked, the old man Huang Zhong was very embarrassed. When he saw many people touching Langer's car, he kept reminding him: "Hey hey hey, don't touch, don't touch, you will lose your knees."

Xu Lang did not expect this kind of scene. It seemed that it was not suitable to bring luxury cars into the village, so he had to order his subordinates to park the car at the entrance of the village and not come in.

Sure enough, the car left, and the number of people was divided into a large number of people. There were a lot fewer people walking, but there were still many.

At this time, it was the slack season, and people in the village didn’t have to go to work in the fields. It was a time when there were many people. The village had been so busy for a long time.

Xu Lang looked around and found that the village was still the same village, and the people were still the same, and there was almost no change. Although more than eight years have passed, Huangzhuang is still very backward.

Many of them, Xu Lang, can be named. Although he, a child who grew up eating a hundred families, has been sarcastic and sarcastic by these people, at least, these people have indeed given food when they and their grandfather were hungry.

The kindness of a drop of water is to repay you with a spring of water. Xu Lang greets these with a smile. Those who should call uncle are called uncle, and those who should call grandpa are called grandpa.

When those people heard that Xu Lang actually knew them, they were shocked and asked Mr. Huang Zhong who this noble person was.

Huang Zhong proudly introduced to everyone that this is Xu Lang, the eldest grandson of that year.

No one could believe that this was true.

More than 20 years ago, the old Huangtou picked up a hungry baby in the heavy snow. It was the first explosive news that happened in Huangzhuang in decades. It was lively for a long time, and the streets and alleys were talking, and no one was optimistic about the arrival of this baby.

Especially later, after the miscarriage of the daughter-in-law Li Cuilian of the old Huangtou's daughter-in-law, people even more determined that the child was a disaster star and it was unsuccessful.

By chance, since the baby came to their village, in the next few years, there will be either drought or flooding for many years. None of the villagers like this child.

After more than twenty years, the villagers never expected that the grown-up baby would become successful and once again come to Huangzhuang, causing a sensation in the entire village.

Of course, as time goes by, the villagers will no longer treat this child like they did back then. They all amaze and even have some flattering faces surrounding Xu Lang.

Xu Lang smiled and had no special feelings. This is the real human nature, a group of real ordinary people, and the truth is the cutest.

………

In Jiangdu City.

Xu Lang is considered to be "returning home in glory". If Xiao Yu wants to go with him, Grandpa Huang Zhong said that the house has not been cleaned up yet and it is inconvenient. Let's go again in the future. Xu Lang also said that the journey is long, so she will not go next time.

At this time, Xiao Yuruo was driving to the company to work. Although it was a weekend, Xu Lang was no longer at home and grandfather left. Qiqi sent her sister-in-law Zhao Wenya. The whole family was empty, so she simply went to the company to work overtime.

However, while driving, a little girl who had appeared suddenly appeared in Xiao Yuruo's vision, and she fell into her eyes from afar. The little girl was squatting on the side of the road pitifully, which was very dangerous, but no one cared about it.
Chapter completed!