Chapter 577 Who says it when you are old!

The motorcade of more than a dozen vehicles set out from Luoxiang Industrial Park at 4 p.m. and went straight to the junction of Hebei and Shandong.

Su Yan looked at the green roadside shade outside the car window and smiled; "The air here is very good,"

Xie Nan suddenly stood up from the front row and lay on the seat of the car. A strange color flashed in her eyes and said with a light smile; "It's very suitable for field warfare..."

Su Yan blushed slightly and frowned at Xie Nan. The first time Xie Nan, Su Yan felt that Xie Nan was a quiet woman who always gave people a warm feeling, but at this time, she was obviously a lot of hooligans.

This is a high-standard bus, specially designed for Luoxiang high-rise buildings, which contains everything. Feng Lan took a few glasses of red wine from the front of the car and handed it to several people. He sat in front of Su Yan, pointed to Xie Nan and smiled, "She is a hooligan herself. Don't be fooled by her appearance."

Su Yan smiled indifferently, had a drink with Xie Nan, and said peacefully, "I envy you very much,"

Xie Nan was slightly stunned and said with a smile, "What do you envy me for?"

"I envy you in your best years and meet Mu Fan..."

Xie Nan smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it, it seems that only I, the woman who is regarded as his first love, is the most wronged."

At this time, Mu Ling, who was sitting in the back, had a big belly and snorted coldly, "Are you wronged? Mu Fan doesn't want to touch you. Are you still wronged?

After listening to Mu Ling's words, the four women laughed at the same time.

At this time, in a business car in front of him, Mu Fan sat quietly, looking at the approaching Wolong Village, looking sideways at Mu Qian and laughing, "Mom, do you want to settle here in the future?"

Mu Qian smiled faintly and said, "When you are old, you have no requirements for the residence except for being a little attached to your old residence. But in the future, I will live wherever my grandson lives.

With that, Mu Qian hugged Mu Dao crazy who was biting the pacifier and teased her. Mu Fan smiled, put his hand around Zhao Tingting sitting on the right, and said with a smile, "What are you showing?"

Zhao Tingting stopped the movement in her hand, unfolded the things and put them in front of Mu Fan.

"The family and everything is prosperous!"

These five big words of embroidery will be hung with a plaque in the future. What is it for you to embroider a belly pocket?

Zhao Tingting smiled, bypassed Mu Fan, and compared Mu Dao's crazy body. She said, "This is for my son. In the future, I will wear it on my son. Even if those women don't like my son, they have to think about a few words, right?"

Mu Fan's mouth was fierce for a burst of ** and said with a wry smile, "They don't like each other, and they won't talk about their children."

Zhao Tingting sighed helplessly, "Who let my son be the prince? Everything is hard to say, it's hard to say..."

Mu Fan curled his lips and looked at Mu Qian. Mu Qian looked down as if she didn't hear it. She lowered her head and teased Mu Dao crazy, making the little guy squeak and giggle.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the motorcade finally came to the mountain road outside Wolong Village. The road was relatively rugged, so the car drove very slowly, but the leading car came to a stone tablet on the mountain road and suddenly stopped.

After passing this stone tablet, walk no more than 100 meters forward, and you will enter the village. At this time, at the stone tablet, it was full of people, led by the seven brothers of Gan Jiang Mo Xie.

Niu Qian got out of the car and reported to the rear team one by one. Everyone stopped. Except for men, women continued to drive into the village.

Mu Fan and Mu Qian walked down and walked towards the figure in front of them. After seeing several brothers and the eighth master and other villagers, they bowed deeply. Seeing Mu Fan's action, everyone laughed and opened their mouths wide.

"Brother!"

"Mu Fan,"

"Brother Mu Fan!"

bursts of eager shouts warmed Mu Fan's heart and found the long-lost feeling.

At this time, Qu Tiandao, Long Qizhen and other people of the Long family also came over one after another. When the villagers saw several old men in Qu Tiandao, they all looked dull, and then all of them were introduced one by one. In those years, they were all Qu Tiandao's subordinates. Now that they meet again, they naturally have a lot more sighing and touching.

A group of villagers such as Qu Tiandao and Ba Ye walked to the village first. Several brothers, everyone in the Long family and Mu Fan, who was holding Mu Dao crazy, stayed.

The front of the stone tablet is carved with the follow of the Long family, and behind it is the dragon character carved by the pioneers of the Long family.

Facing the dragon monument, led by Long Qizhen, more than 30 people, bowed three times and nine times at the same time.

Longyang walked to the stone tablet, stroked the ancestral training engraved on his predecessor, and then walked to his back, feeling the strokes and strokes on it, and his eyes turned red.

"Grandpa, was the last stroke of the last dragon character engraved by Grandpa?"

Long Qizhen sighed, nodded and smiled, "Yes, Longyang also wants to engrave a stroke on it."

Longyang looked at the dozens of dragon characters on the stone tablet again, each of which represents the outstanding generation of the Long family.

"Uncle, the first stroke of the next dragon word is yours!"

Mu Fan smiled, hugged Mu Dao crazy, walked to the back of the dragon monument, squatted down, stretched out his right index finger, and then drew the first stroke of the dragon character in the first line of the new column.

A horizontal.

Longyang frowned, looked at Mu Fan, and said puzzled, "Uncle, what are these words engraved with?"

Mu Fan smiled and said nothing, and then continued to draw a horizontal figure in the same position with his index finger. Once, twice, ten times, fifty times.

When Mu Fan drew the 100th time, the first stroke of the new dragon character on the stone tablet finally had some traces, but unfortunately it was blood stains.

Mu Fan breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, looked down at Longyang, and said with a smile, "The dragon character is engraved like this. It can't be done twice at a time, and not for two days a day. It is not completed until the stroke you portrayed is deep enough. Your grandpa took five years to portray the dragon character because he was very short of time. It may take me several years to do this.

All the people in the Long family have solemn expressions.

"The dragon monument is stained with the blood of our ancestors..."

Mu Fan smiled and said, "Although it is the same dragon character, the words above are beaded, and the pen is all painstaking efforts!" The continuous inheritance of the Long family is because it is stained with blood and a period of bitter tears..."

Long Yang cried, looked at the dragon tablet, and choked; "The world laughs at my dragon family for being too crazy, and I laugh at the world's people who can't see through it..."

Crying and laughing, a nine-year-old child, the Long family has a son like this, why not?

Mu Fan smiled and turned around to take people to the village. Long Qizhen and others did not want to take a break, but asked Mu Fan to take them to Houshan Longtian's grave immediately.

In the evening, the sunset glow shone, and the light passed through the bamboo forest and shone on the tombstone, like blood, hazy.

Gan General took Long Tian's robe over. After Mu Fan put it on, he put on the belly pocket with the words "Home and Everything" that Zhao Tingting had just sewed for Mu Dao.

There were more than 30 people in the group, and the seven people wore the robes that Longtian made for them. All the blood-colored robes of the Long family were led by Long Qizhen. Mu Fan followed closely, and Longyang patted at the end. The seven generals were on one side, bowing three times, and knelt down at the same time.

One kneels to worship the sky, two kneels to worship the ground, three kneels to worship the ancestors, four kneel to give thanks to the birth, five kneel to the list, six kneel to repent of unfilial piety, seven kneel eight kneel and nine kneel down!

Everyone stood up. Long Qizhen looked at the tomb with only one compensation for loess, and her eyes also turned a little red. When Long Tian handed over the Long family to him, he was still a young man. Now 20 years have passed, just a flick of his finger, but it has changed dramatically.

Longyang walked to Longtian's tombstone and knelt down again. His little hand stroked the handwriting on the tombstone and didn't say anything for a long time.

Mu Fan hugged Mu Dao crazy and sat next to the tombstone. He looked at Longyang and said with a smile, "Longyang has a lot to say to Grandpa, right?"

Long Yang muttered, "Since I was a director, I have often heard about my grandpa. Listen to how he challenged martial arts schools all over China when he was young, listen to how he reached the peak step by step on the road of perfume, listen to him..."

"In my fourth birthday, I locked myself in the room with a cake in my arms. Take a bite of the cake and meditate that Grandpa will come home to see me. It's just that when I finished a big cake, Grandpa still didn't show up. Since then, I know that making wishes to the cake is a lie to children..."

"In my fifth birthday, I found the books and experiences left by Grandpa in the laboratory. The handwriting is very beautiful. There is a sentence that I always remember. Grandpa said that the best and the worst have made history, and the mediocre people have multiplied their race. So I began to learn perfume..."

Longyang said all the secrets in his heart from the beginning of his memory to Longtian's tombstone one by one. He didn't say a paragraph, and he was so worried. He is still a child, but he has such a story buried in his heart.

Unconsciously, Mu Dao Kuang climbed out of Mu Fan's arms, climbed to Longyang's side, grabbed his loose red robe, grabbed the white embroidered dragon pattern on the right arm of the robe, and then squeaked.

Everyone was stunned.

There is an old legend in China that when a child is a hundred days slow, he will let his child crawl and catch Zhou. What is caught indicates what the child will feel in the future.

Mu Fan picked up the little guy again, raised it high, and smiled at the sunset; "Do you also know that you are the descendant of the Long family? Named Taoist crazy, I want to see how crazy you will be in the future..."

All the people of the Long family left, entered the village, and arranged for accommodation. At this time, the seven people of Qu Tiandao came over at the moment when the sun set.

When the seven people saw the tombstone of Longtian, their expressions were gloomy in an instant. The old eyes were dizzy, but they still couldn't stand the wind and burst into yellow tears.

After the seven people bowed deeply to the tombstone of Longtian, they sat cross-legged next to the tombstone, and the wooden madness made people take it away. Mu Fan asked his brother to bring some of the wine brewed by himself in the village.

"A few old men, who do you always say, how to worry about drinking..."

Several people nodded and smiled, but they touched a cup and drank it all.

Time flies, as if going back to decades ago, when they were still young.