He’s a Dragon

The car was speeding on the road. The two people in the car were talking, and Bo Yihang was a little curious.

"Why are you going to that place? Although it hasn't been reconstructed there, many people have moved out now."

This place, called that place by Bo Yihang, was the place where Bo Yihang lived when he was a child. I heard from his mother that it was the house of his grandparents, but at that time there was always no one at home.

"There are very important things to take."

Long Xiao seemed to have thought of something, his expression was a little dazed, and he was a little uncertain. After making Bo Yihang glance at it, he couldn't ask too much. The car was speeding, and it took more than an hour to get to the place. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Up.

This is a relatively remote place in Shangjing City, which can be regarded as an old city. After all, a prosperous city is a place where the poor live, and it is impossible for everyone to be rich, so this place is called Longshui District.

The car was parked in the parking lot outside. As soon as I got out of the car, cold wind and snow blew my face.

"Snowing?"

The weather at the end of December, these days it was easy to snow, and the snow that finally stopped, at this time it began to rise again. Long Xiao and Bo Yihang both wore black down jackets, the same down jackets. Bo Bingran bought it. She has this habit since she was very young. She wears a down jacket when it snows.

The two men were the same, they were arranged with down jackets, so even if the cold wind blew over and suddenly reddened their noses, they were still very warm.

"This snow is good, Ruixue is in a good year."

Looking at the familiar street, although the people who had been familiar with each other have long disappeared, standing here now is enough to make Long Xiao feel the memory of his past.

The two walked in here, but the house here, Bo Bing, was not sold, so after they came to the old house, they knocked on the door. Someone inside opened the door and saw Bo Yihang.

"Yihang? Why are you here?"

The speaker was an old man with a little pale hair. She used to be Bo Yihang’s nanny. She grew up watching Bo Yihang. However, she had no children and was always alone. Later, after Bo Bingran moved house, she let her Stay in this old home and look at the house by the way.

"Grandma Wang, I'll come back to see you." I am embarrassed to say that I came with Long Xiao. When Bo Yihang saw someone he was familiar with, he also remembered his childhood memories. Unexpectedly, Grandma Wang was so old.

"Okay, come in, come in, it's so cold outside, and brought friends? That's good, I'll make you your favorite braised pork when you were a kid."

Grandma Wang smiled cheerfully. It can be said that she was very happy. She didn't like to go to places with many people, so she was used to living here, but she hadn't seen Bo Yihang for so many years, and she was surprised to see it suddenly.

"Yeen, thank you Grandma Wang."

It had already been dinner, but Bo Yihang couldn't refuse Grandma Wang's enthusiasm.

The two followed Grandma Wang into the room. It was really warm. The place was cleaned up and it was very similar to that of the past. It seems that Grandma Wang took good care of this place. After Long Xiao came in, she looked nostalgic. With everything here, this was the place he visited most often when he was a child.

"Yihang, is this your friend? How do you call it?"

Grandma Wang poured water on the two of them, only to find that the one next to Bo Yihang looked young, and was somewhat similar to Bo Yihang.

When asked this, Bo Yihang was a little dumb for a while, but then he didn't know what was wrong, and said fascinated.

"This is my father, biological father, his name is Long Xiao."

When she said this, Grandma Wang was also extremely surprised, raised her head to look at Long Xiao, and then nodded.

"So that's the case, I said, why did you bring this friend so similar to you, but it looks like a mold carved out of it. It turns out that this is your father. Then your mother should be okay now? Get together with your father. It’s good for a family to be harmonious."

When people are old, naturally they like those happy endings. Grandma Wang helped Bo Bingran, who is not married but has a son, to take care of the child. She is most distressed by this girl. Now she sees Yihang the child who brought her father to her. happy.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Bing Ran in the future, and I will take good care of it."

Long Xiao also came over and said at this time, it was just simple words that made Grandma Wang laugh, and Bo Yihang on the side couldn't help but curl her mouth. He only felt that he suddenly felt like a father, which was very strange.

When Grandma Wang said that they wanted to make their specialty braised pork, the two men asked Grandma Wang for a **** and a shovel, and they came to the yard.

This old yard is also very clean. In the yard, there is an osmanthus tree. At this time, snowflakes are falling on the osmanthus tree, which looks unique.

"When I was young with your mother, I used to pick these sweet-scented osmanthus as bookmarks. There will be a strong fragrance inside. Your grandmother made sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. I like them the most. Your mother always secretly took them. Going to the school to give it to me, thinking about it now, so many years have passed..."

Long Xiao looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and sighed, and walked over with a hoe, stood under the tree, determined the approximate position, and started directly.

"Dig, my darlings are all down here!"

Bo Yihang also remembered the memory of this sweet-scented osmanthus when he was a child, but sometimes, the memory of his youth was easy to be blurred, so he helped Long Xiao to start digging.

Two big men dig pits very quickly in summer, but the land is relatively solid in winter, so digging pits is not so easy. Just such a little place, two people digging for almost ten minutes, there is no result. .

"Are you sure there is something in it? Has it been dug away long ago?"

Bo Yihang asked, he didn't understand what could be stored in this kind of land for so many years.

"It's definitely still there, it's impossible to be poached."

Long Xiao shook his head, but he was very stubborn. He continued to swing his hoe. His forehead was already sweaty, but his hands were red from the cold. After all, both of them were pampered people and hadn't worked hard for so long. My nose and face are red from the cold, and my hands are the same. I guess my body is hot.

However, Huang Tian paid his attention. Three minutes later, the **** finally encountered an existence similar to an iron box and made a bang, which made Long Xiao suddenly show a surprised expression.

He hurriedly dug out the soil around the iron box with a shovel. Bo Yihang also helped. He was a little curious about what was inside. Such a big iron box was as big as a twenty-four-inch TV. This Hidden deep enough.

It took ten more minutes for the two of them to dig out the iron box and put it on top. However, the snowflakes became bigger and bigger. They did not open it directly outside. Instead, they moved the box indoors. It was heavy and thin. Yihang is even more curious about what is inside.

"What did you put in it? It's so heavy?"

Long Xiao also had a strange expression on his face, because he had put very few things before, but this time it was very thick, and he shook his head.

"I don't know. I put some parts when I was 20, but the weight is not like the ones I put before I was 20."

Maybe...he was still playing after he got older?

Both of them were a little curious, so they opened the iron box, only to see piles of paintings, and the carefully wrapped paintings could reveal the person on it. This person Long Xiao and Bo Yihang are very familiar.

"This is my mother?" He took out a beautifully packaged painting, and Bo Yihang discovered that it was a carefully drawn painting, and he could even feel the love of the person who painted the painting for his mother.

Long Xiao glanced at these paintings one by one, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"This is what I promised your mother. I will draw a picture for your mother every Valentine's Day, but you also know that at that time, Valentine's Day for foreigners was popular. I will draw one for Chinese Valentine’s Day and one for Valentine’s Day. , I paint every year."

He took out the contents, and sure enough, there was a date on it, which was after the two people broke up.

Because these paintings with Bo Bingran are full of endless thoughts and love.

Hearing this, Bo Yihang looked at Long Xiao with complicated eyes. He didn't understand why his father broke up with his mother suddenly. After the breakup, his mother gave birth to himself in this way. Why?

Long Xiao finally found what he was looking for in it. It was a delicate red velvet box, which looked like a valuable item. Bo Yihang approached, thinking that there was something inside, but the box was opened. , What was exposed turned out to be two golden locks worn by children.

This golden lock has been around for some years, and the carving craftsmanship is different from what it is now, but Long Xiao smiled with red eyes.

"Look at this, it was when your mother discussed with me that if we get married, we will have two children, regardless of male or female, so I bought two golden locks, thinking that when the child is born, I will put them on the child. Unfortunately, there was no chance at that time."

Long Xiao carefully took out one of the golden locks and handed it to Bo Yihang.

"But it doesn't seem to be too late now. After the first voyage, Dad doesn't know why he has been absent from your life for 24 years, but Dad is looking forward to your birth, hoping to give you and your mother a home. This golden lock was originally It's just for you. Now my father will give it to you. I hope you will be safe, healthy and happy all your life."

Bo Yihang held the golden lock in his hand, but felt that such a cold thing was so hot and scary. His heart was sour and soft, and his eyes were a little numb, he lowered his head to cover up his embarrassment.

"Yep."

He didn’t thank him, maybe father and son don’t need to thank him, just holding the golden lock, he rubbed it, his lowered eyes were already reddish, and he was said to have no father since he was a child. In fact, he didn’t expect it, but every time he mentioned it Both fathers and mothers will be sad, and he will not mention it over time.

But now knowing that he came from his father's expectation, and he was born in his father's expectation. Bo Yihang only felt that his existence suddenly seemed to have a different value.

His birth is more than just the love of his mother to his father.

It's also something that Dad has been looking forward to.

What a joy that a child can be born in the expectation of his parents...