The little boy didn't recognize him. He ran to hold Yunluo's leg, raised his head and asked, "you are really my Lao Tzu, daddy. Where have you been all these years? Why do you come to me and Mommy now?"

Yunluo bent down and picked up the little fart on the ground, holding it carefully for fear of hurting him: "sorry, son, daddy is late."

Qin Ruoyu has some helplessness beside him. Is his baby son too familiar?

Last time I saw Hua Ze Lu, I asked her if he was his father.

Now, seeing Yunluo, he runs over and hugs his thigh and shouts "Daddy". Isn't he afraid to recognize the wrong person?

It's not suitable to stand outside. Qin Ruoyu lets Yunluo into the house.

I never thought that the place where she lived could be as shabby as the old house in the 1960s and 1970s seen on TV.

There is only one bed, one table, one cabinet and a few chairs in the room, so there is no other furniture.

Over the years, she has lived in such a place with her son.

Yunluo can not help heartache, because of him, she will suffer so much injustice.

The villagers in the village once gave Qin Ruoyu some ointments made of herbs he picked up from the mountains. They were very effective in treating traumatic injuries, and they were green and environmentally friendly.

It's not commonly used at home. Seeing Yunluo injured, Qin Ruoyu takes out the medicine and some clean gauze and puts it on him.

Yunluo is sitting on the chair, Qin Ruoyu is standing. He carefully pulls his messy hair aside to show his red and swollen forehead.

It seems that it's not easy to knock. The cool green ointment is evenly spread on Yunluo's forehead. Qin Ruoyu's slender fingers also skim Yunluo's skin from time to time.

Yunluo likes this feeling very much. For fear of not seeing enough, she looks up slightly to see her perfect face. No matter from any angle, it's very good-looking.

And the star is also in the room, Yunluo did not dare to do anything further.

With good medicine and white bandage, Yunluo looks like a Japanese samurai, with some strange shapes.

It's Qin Ruoyu's dressing. He's too late to be happy. How can he dislike this shape?

Anyway, this is in the village. No one knows him except his wife and children. Even if he loses face, he can't go anywhere.

I don't know when the suit has been taken off, but I don't know when the shirt sleeve inside was broken, and there are scars on my arm.

"Take off your clothes and I'll help you with the medicine."

Yunluo obediently takes off his coat and shows his solid upper body. Qin Ruoyu takes the ointment to help him apply the medicine. Inadvertently, he sees his back.

The back is full of scars, and the protrusion is like a snake. It looks like something like a whip. It seems that it is still ferocious.

She clearly remembered that his back was smooth before. How could there be so many scars without these things?

Qin Ruoyu couldn't help asking: "are these

Yunluo did not hide: "after you left, the old man hit."

Qin Ruoyu was a little shocked for a moment. Did the old man fight? How could the old man have the heart to beat his only son with such a heavy hand?

"When I heard about what happened before us, the old man was very angry. I know that I really should fight. Ruoyu, over the years, I know I'm wrong. The old man and the old lady really like you very much and want you to be their daughter-in-law. After you left, they also had trouble sleeping and eating, especially sad. Ruoyu, will you come back with me? "