"I am Qin Tian." Qin Tian clenched his fists.

Two hours later, the plane landed in the ancient city in the north and took a car to head towards the family manor in the eastern suburbs. The familiar mountain road, the green trees and the green lawn gradually came into view. The family manor that grew up was looming, but it was still ancient and majestic.

I feel nervous, but I feel even more timid when I am close to home.

Seven years ago, he left the family with anger, hatred and disgust. Qin Tian tried hard to forget his family and his identity, but now he is back, returning to his family with apologetic and guilty feeling. He is young and frivolous, stubborn and rebellious, perhaps this is the price of growth, and this is also the experience of growth.

Qin Tian trembled slightly.

Miss Qin Wu held Qin Tian's palm and gave her warmth and comfort.

The Qin family, Lu Buwei, Lady Huayang and Ying Zheng, controlled the government affairs. Before Qin Shihuang unified the six kingdoms, it was established by the Qin royal family in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It was once one of the oldest and most powerful ancient families, with strong and wealthy strength that could rival the country. It possessed the ancient "Ten Dragon Swords of Qin Emperor". The leader of the five major clans, the glorious family that once circulated with the crowds of officials and nobles, and the four major families of the five major families and the six wealthy families were competing to make friends with.

After thousands of years, the five major clans and four major families have been rising, and the Qin family's power has been gradually divided up. In the past thousand years, the Qin family's descendants have been thin and few people, and their power and ranking have been declining. Not only has it been reduced to the last place among the five major clans, but if it were not for the continued support of the Guigu Immortal Sect, it would have been swallowed up by other major clans.

The decline of the Qin family is undisputed.

The car drove into the family manor and stopped at the entrance of the front hall. Looking at Qin Tian walking out, several old men opened their eyes wide in disbelief.

Miss Qin Wu asked, "Is the master here?"

“At, at.”

"The master is practicing calligraphy in the study."

Touching the familiar big red lacquer door, Qin Tian took Su Ke Guzhu and Gulan, followed Miss Qin Wu, Miss Qin Yuer and Baili Yue into the gate, and walked towards the study room on the right.

I was about to see him - father. Qin Tian's heart was rumbling, remembering his father's identity.

Qin Tian’s father, the head of the Qin family.

Qin Tian’s father was originally two brothers, and Qin Tian had an uncle. Twenty years ago, Qin Tian’s uncle died in a martial arts competition among ancient martial arts families, and Qin Tian’s father became the head of the family. As the only heir, Qin Tian’s father was entrusted with important tasks by the elders of the family, a man who was once extremely glorious, but because of his practice, he became a sickly disabled person.

The Qin family is a family that is constantly declining.

The head of the Qin family, Qin Tian's father, became a disabled person who lost his martial arts skills.

The decline of Qin family made the worse. Not only did it accelerate its decline, but it was also despised and ridiculed by other families. Qin Tian's father had never had any children, and was also discussed by other families. Qin Tian's father even became one of the laughing stocks of the ancient family, the four major families of the five major families and the six wealthy families.

Everything is because of yourself.

My father did not go astray when practicing martial arts, but for himself, to resist the family's ban, and to protect himself from his own martial arts, he became a disabled person who lost his martial arts. He would rather give up his family and life and protect his father.

The study room was getting closer and closer, and Qin Tian's eyes were moist.

Entering the study, a thin, old, sick middle-aged man with a sick and aging look, with a head full of old gray hair, was practicing calligraphy in front of the desk.

It's him!

He cut his blood vessels through his own martial arts and turned into a sickly disabled person. He was already older than an ordinary person. After Qin Tian's fraud and death, he lost his beloved son's heartache. He became even more old and old. His original black hair turned into white hair.

I remembered my second brother Bailimao’s persuasion to him: “Xiaotian, you and your uncle have a misunderstanding.”

"Uncle loves you very much."

"You fell into a cliff and died. My uncle felt extremely distressed. He had almost all his hair white after a serious illness. Since then, he has not recovered from his slight illness and has become much older."

Qin Tian didn't think so at first, but now.

Heartache, sad, and acupuncture, tears finally fell down my cheeks.

He lost his martial arts skills and became an ordinary person, and he knew nothing about Qin Wu and Qin Tian's coming in. It was not until Qin Wu and Qin Tian walked up to him that his focused father was awakened: "Xiao Wu, come and see, what are my words like..."

Suddenly, I saw Qin Tian and stood there in a daze.

The old body trembled, the white hair was floating all over his head, and he looked at Qin Tian in shock: "You?"

"you?"

"you?"

The brush fell to the ground, and his fingers trembled and could hardly stand on his body.

Qin Wu walked up to support her: "Uncle."

"He, Qin Tian..."

Just as he was about to introduce, Qin Tian had already knelt down on the ground with a bang, and tears fell down: "Father, father, father."

Growing up, he has always been a servant of the family, only his mother but not his father. After learning about his father's identity in his senior year of high school, he gradually gained recognition from his family and began to practice "The Eighteen Swords of Qin", but he hated this father and believed that this father abandoned himself and his mother.

Father.

Qin Tian has never called this great name.

Today, I shouted for the first time.

"Father, I, I'm sorry for you."

"Tian, ​​Tian'er, it's really Tian'er."

The father walked up tremblingly, holding Qin Tian's shoulder tremblingly, looking at Qin Tian in disbelief, and looking at his son: "It's really you, you're not dead."

Tears rolled down, and fatherly love didn't need to be said much.

Although a sickly patient, despite being seriously ill and having a head full of white hair due to his son's death, he was extremely strong at this moment and nodded strongly: "You are not dead, you are not dead."

He looked up at the sky outside the window: "I can finally give your mother an explanation. When I die, I can face your mother."

"I promised him to take good care of you."

"Father, father."

Tears rolled down like heavy rain.

Qin Tian finally realized the inner pain caused to his father, his care and love for him, his promise to him and his mother, and his deceitful death.

"Woo woo woo woo woo."

Qin Tian cried bitterly, cried bitterly, cried loudly, hugged his father's thighs, and gave up everything for himself and his mother. The father and son recognized each other, and countless words were spoken. The father was excited, but his sick body gradually became tired.

"Father, you rest first, and the child will come and greet you in the afternoon."

"Okay, okay, I'm going to prepare, tell the elders of the family what you've returned."

He patted Qin Tian on the shoulder: "Our Qin family has no last resort."

He also hurriedly ordered: "Xiao Wu, take Qin Tian to Qingyue Pavilion, the room he once lived in, his mother's favorite room."

He bid farewell to his father and walked towards Qingyue Pavilion with Qin Wu, Su Ke, ancient bamboo and Gulan. The family gradually recognized Qin Tian's identity and asked Qin Tian to practice "The Eighteen Swords of Qin", Qin Tian and his mother lived in Qingyue Pavilion. Many of the flowers and plants in the garden were planted by Qin Tian and his mother.

Walk towards Qingyue Pavilion.

“Wow.”

Suddenly, there were bursts of big birds singing under the mountain.

Several big birds, like storm, rushed towards the Qin Manor under the riding of several people.

Miss Qin Wu frowned: "Someone broke into the mountain and broke into the Qin Manor."
Chapter completed!