Yu Bing nodded silently, then turned to stare at Wang Dingkun without saying a word. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a long while, Wang Dingkun was still staring at the sign enshrined on the god case, unable to take his eyes off it.

Looking at him, it seems as if the ancestor card on the god case is important to him.

The air seemed to be condensed.

Except for the small flame of the candle, the whole room was frozen.

It wasn't until the sound of jingling stir-fry came from the kitchen that the dull atmosphere was broken in time that Wang Dingkun slowly turned around, and Chao Yubing and Tianhong sighed: "It's been twenty years, I can't imagine that after twenty years, I can still return to this place." ”

"What does this place have to do with you, and why do you feel so much about this place?" Tianhong asked puzzled.

"This is the home where I was born and raised, and it is the place where I lived for many years before my death, do you think you will feel it!" Wang Dingkun responded with a sad face.

"This is really your home!!" Tianhong and Yu Bing exclaimed in unison.

"Well, I thought it would be impossible to come back in this life, I didn't expect you to actually bring me to this place, is all this providence?" Wang Dingkun sighed again.

"We didn't bring you here, it's the uncle who sells steamed buns, judging from the current situation, he is very likely to be your own uncle!" Yu Bing said quickly.

What the!

"You mean that the middle-aged man you saved in the alley today is my own uncle?"

"Then is his name Wang Binglin?" The black-clothed imp asked quickly.

"Yes, his name is Wang Binglin, it seems that you know him as a person?" Yu Bing looked at the little ghost in black and said.

"Of course, when my father fled Chenzhou with me and my mother that year, he was still a young man, probably only about twenty years old, so when I saw him in the alley today, I didn't recognize him at all." Wang Dingkun replied 1510, but judging from his pale face, he was obviously very sad in his heart.

"Could he have been linked to your father's conspiracy, or is it possible that your father sought him out?"

"How do I feel that the encounter with Wang Binglin is a bit of a coincidence, this can't be a trick set up by your father for us, right?" Yu Bing asked with confusion.

No way! Wang Dingkun's tone resolutely denied Yu Bing's idea.

Then he explained righteously: "You can rest assured that when my father left home, my uncle was still very young, and he didn't know much about those grievances, and I don't think he behaved in the alley today. ”

"Take 10,000 steps back and say, you took the initiative to buy steamed buns from him, he couldn't have known that you would go to him to buy steamed buns, right?"

After Wang Dingkun finished speaking, he looked at Yu Bing with a calm face.

After listening to Wang Dingkun's explanation, Yu Bing thought about it again, and felt that his thoughts were a little ridiculous.

After so many years, the old golden head definitely didn't want to involve his only younger brother, after all, the events of the year had ruined his family, and this unavoidable younger brother couldn't be hurt anymore no matter what.

What's more, the old golden head was seriously injured by Long Xueyan during the day today, and now he doesn't know where to heal his injuries and where to go to the city to lay out.

After thinking of this relationship, Yu Bing smiled at Wang Dingkun embarrassedly, apologized and said: "I'm sorry, it seems that I misunderstood your uncle, by the way, do you want to meet him, after all, he is your only relative in the world!" ”

"Forget it, it's better not to see each other, I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble, when you eat in a while, it's enough for me to stand by and look at him!"

After Wang Dingkun pondered for a while, he rejected Yu Bing's kindness, but judging from his expression, it was obvious that he wanted to have a good talk with this second uncle, but he was afraid that after meeting, it would make him sad, and it would be worth the loss.

"Hey, why are you talking to the air?"

Suddenly, Wang Binglin's voice sounded coldly from outside the kitchen.

Yu Bing and Tianhong were so frightened that they remembered that they were still in Wang Binglin's house, but they almost forgot about him.

Fortunately, he is a mortal and can't see Wang Dingkun's figure at all, so even if he hears some words, he will be like a monk in the second zhang, completely confused.

At that moment, Tianhong simply looked at him left and right: "It's okay, uncle, is your meal ready, I'm dying of hunger." ”

"Oh, my dish has been fried, isn't this going to call you to eat, who knew that when I walked out of the kitchen, I heard you talking to the air about Uncle and Uncle, and I heard it in a fog."

Although Wang Binglin didn't say anything, he still looked at the two of them with puzzled eyes, and it was estimated that he already had some doubts in his heart.

"Mmmm, I'm discussing things with Yu Bing, let's eat quickly, my stomach is rumbling!"

After Tianhong finished speaking, he ignored Wang Binglin's puzzled eyes, rushed to the kitchen by himself, took three pairs of dishes and chopsticks and ran out.

Then he quickly placed the dishes and chopsticks and urged him to eat quickly.

Yu Bing cleverly followed Wang Binglin to the kitchen and brought out the food.

Wang Binglin obviously saw Yu Bing and Tianhong saying some brainless words into the air just now, but now Tianhong denied it, obviously there was something to hide from him.

But he is also a person who has seen the world, he has been selling steamed buns in Chenzhou City for decades for a living, and he has long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of guests coming and going from the north to the south, and has seen all kinds of whimsical things, such as Tianhong and Yu Bing, it is obvious that there is something.

Judging from the actions of the two of them who rushed to Chenzhou for hundreds of miles, they knew that the two were by no means vulgar, and they were still so young, they already had the ability to do it.

Besides, as a child of a big family, there are some ulterior things, which are also taken for granted, and a person like Wang Binglin, who is used to seeing the world, naturally will not ask anything.

At that moment, the three of them prepared the dishes and chopsticks and ate slowly.

As for Wang Dingkun, since his uncle, that is, Wang Binglin, came out of the kitchen, he has been staring at his own uncle intently, and he has never left for a moment.

The face is even more excited, thinking that for this long-lost person, I still value it very much.

After everyone sat down, Wang Dingkun simply sat on the Taishi chair next to Wang Binglin, watching Wang Binglin eat one bite at a time, his face was both excited and gratified.

In fact, it is no wonder that he behaved like this.

Ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation, even if you don't know each other, dusty, sideburns like frost.