My uncles are all big guys

"Master, I'm going back. I'll come back to see you in two days."

"Go away, go away. You have a wife and forget about your mother. You are such a heartless thing. You have been raised for nothing."

In the wooden house in the mountains, Jia Le walked out of the main room helplessly.

I walked to the yard and sprinkled some food for the chickens and ducks. Jia Le glanced at the house next door, which had not heard the sound of wooden fish for many years, and sighed.

Since his junior brother disappeared ten years ago, Taoist Master Four Eyes refused to enter the small space and returned to this mountain hut. He no longer went out to pick up guests and started practicing here in isolation.

Jia Le knew in his heart that his master did not want to escape from the world and practice here, but wanted to wait here for someone to come back.

This person is the master's nephew and his junior brother Wang Xiao.

Back then, my junior brother disappeared inexplicably. Before leaving, he said that he would come back to find them again. My master always kept it in his heart and quietly waited for that day to come.

In order to wait for his junior brother to come back, he even gave up his practice and refused to enter the small world.

Jiale felt a little sorry for his master, but when he thought of Uncle Jiu in Renjia Town, he felt even more helpless.

This pair of junior brothers seemed to have obsessions in their hearts, waiting for their junior brother to come back.

The master took Qingqing to find his relatives, but he never came back. He didn't know whether he settled somewhere else or had an accident.

After all, in this chaotic world, anything can happen.

Six years ago, Jia Le met a girl from the town at the foot of the mountain under the introduction of an enthusiastic aunt.

The Taoist Priest Simu, who was always stingy, took out a gold bar as a betrothal gift and asked Jiale to marry the girl back home in a glorious manner.

The girl had learned the art of making tofu from her father, so Taoist Master Simu spent some money to open a tofu shop for Jiale and his wife at the foot of the mountain, which allowed the couple to survive with barely enough food and clothing.

After getting married, having a family and being busy with business, Jia Le couldn't take care of Si Mu. She originally wanted to take him down the mountain to enjoy the blessings, but Si Mu refused to go down the mountain despite saying anything.

Every time this matter was brought up, Si Mu would lose his temper and say, what if he leaves and Wang Xiao can't find his home when he comes back?
But in the blink of an eye, it has been ten years, and his second son can already talk and run, and he has not seen his junior brother yet.

Jiale had some doubts in his heart. Did his junior brother die ten years ago?
But this was just his inner thought, and he had never said it to Simu. If he really dared to express this thought, he could guarantee that he would definitely get a beating.

After taking a look at the surrounding yard and picking some beans from the top of the wall, Jia Le carried the basket on his back and was about to go down the mountain.

As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth dissipated, the strength of Simu and others no longer improved, but slowly declined.

Considering that there were wild animals in the mountains, Jia Le built a brick wall on the house on the mountain.

After all, Taoist Master Four Eyes is old and no longer young. He cannot be on the mountain every day. If he encounters a wild beast, no one will cause trouble.

"Master, I'm going back. Do you want to bring something? I'll come back to see you in two days."

"The rice is gone, bring some rice back."

Taoist Priest Simu's old response sounded in the room.

Jiale responded, adjusted the backpack on his shoulders, and reached out to open the door.

However, as the door opened, he instantly became alert.

There were two men standing outside the door, one with a cold face and the other with a strong back.

Behind the man, there were four more people.

Three very beautiful women. Jia Le can swear to God that he has never seen such a beautiful woman in his whole life.

Especially the woman standing at the front, holding a little white dog in her arms, is not only beautiful, but also dignified and generous, with a kind of nobility that is rare for ordinary people.

Beside, uh, there seems to be someone else next to him.

This can't be blamed on his poor eyesight, the main reason is that the looks of these three women are so stunning.

Jia Le glanced at the young people next to him and wanted to ask them what happened. If he wanted to invite his master to come out, and when he was thinking about how to refuse, his eyes suddenly fell on the young man.

"Teacher...teacher..."

Wang Xiao's eyes widened as he looked at it, and his trembling hands pointed at his Jiale. With a smile on his face, he couldn't help but joke: "Senior Brother Jiale, I haven't seen you for many years, don't you know who I am?"

"what!"

Just as Wang Xiao finished speaking, Jiale suddenly shouted.

"Why are you shouting? You may have encountered a ghost!"

Jia Le's shouting aroused the dissatisfaction of Taoist Simu who was resting in the house. At the same time, he was worried that Jia Le would be in danger, so he came out cursing with a sword in his hand.

"Yes...ah no, it's...master...father...it's master..."

Jia Le was already speaking incoherently. He pointed one hand at the door and the other at the Taoist priest, stammering and not knowing what he was saying.

Such a scene made Taoist Priest Simu frown and step forward quickly.

Maybe he was old and anxious and forgot to wear his glasses. He could only faintly see a few figures outside the door, but he couldn't tell whose face it was.

He was familiar with the figure of Hao Jiale. He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull Jiale behind him, and said to the people outside the door: "Friends, my apprentice is ignorant. I hope you don't blame me."

"In addition, Pindao has stopped leaving the mountain and wants to drive away the corpse to find others."

Wang Xiao looked at the old man with wrinkled face and snow-white hair in front of him who was wary of them, and his heart was deeply touched.

Slowly walking forward and arriving outside Taoist Priest Four Eyes, Wang Xiao slowly knelt down in front of Taoist Priest Four Eyes under the gaze of Jia Le with tears in his eyes.

Although Taoist Priest Four Eyes was old and couldn't see people's faces clearly, he could still see clearly when people were kneeling, so he subconsciously took a step back, trying to avoid the other person's kneeling.

However, the moment he moved, he suddenly felt that the kneeling figure in front of him was very familiar.

"Master, my unfilial disciple is back."

When the voice that echoed in his dreams every day rang in his ears, Taoist Priest Simu's body trembled as if struck by lightning, and he looked at the blurry figure in front of him in disbelief.

Although he still couldn't see the face clearly, he would never forget that voice, and he would never forget it. He was proud of it all his life.

As he thought about it, a layer of mist gradually appeared in his eyes, and the bronze sword in his hand fell to the ground. He wanted to reach out and touch the blurry figure, but he was afraid that it was a dream that would be broken at the touch of a touch. .

"Jia Le, is it true?"

Taoist priest Simu couldn't believe what he heard. He grabbed Jiale's hand and confirmed again with a trembling voice.

Jia Le didn't say anything, shook off Taoist Simu's hand, turned and ran into the house, only to run back after a moment, holding Taoist Simu's glasses in his hand.

"Master, glasses!"

Jiale handed over the glasses, and Taoist Master Simu grabbed the glasses and stretched out his hand to put them on his eyes.

But he didn't know whether he was nervous or excited, but his hands shook for a long time and he couldn't open the temples of his glasses.

Just when he was anxious, a warm hand grabbed his hand holding his glasses, slowly helped him open the legs of his glasses, and then supported his hand to help him put his glasses on.

The vision in front of him gradually became clearer, and a face that had appeared countless times in his dreams appeared before his eyes.

Taoist priest Simu sniffed, held back the tears in his eyes, and reached out to touch the face in front of him.

After confirming that the feeling of touch was real and not as illusory as a dream, the tears in Taoist Priest Simu's eyes finally couldn't help but fall down, but he said stubbornly: "You bastard, why are you back at this time?" , do you want to divide my family property to see if I die? Let me tell you, it’s not your share, it’s all Jiale’s.”

Listening to this familiar tone of voice, Wang Xiao reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of the other person's eyes, and hugged him tightly into his arms.

With just this movement, his eyes were completely broken. He hugged Wang Xiao tightly and choked with sobs: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back. I knew you would come back. My second uncle has been waiting for you at home." ( End of this chapter)