War God Longya

Chapter 6 I retired

This sound made the yard quiet.

All eyes were on the gate.

They saw a slightly thin young man, followed by a strong middle-aged man.

The two stepped in.

Who is it?

He actually gave such a precious gift. The Western Regions were originally a savage land with scarce treasures. Each piece is a rare treasure. The other party can get such a precious gift, what is it sacred?

Yang Yuntian and Yang Xiaoqing did not pay attention to the gifts.

Instead, they stared at the young man who walked in with a blank expression.

"Yang Fan... Are you Xiaofan?"

Yang Yuntian was so excited that he stood up with tears in his eyes.

Yang Xiaoqing pursed her mouth and her eyes flowed. She didn't know what she was thinking.

"Foster father, I'm back to see you, and I came back to wish you birthday." Yang Fan walked quickly to Yang Yuntian and took his rough hand.

Eight years.

He finally came back.

Things are not the same. Wrinkles appeared on the face of the adoptive father, and the flowers on his head became a little white, and he was much older.

Xiaoqing has also grown up from a child, and she looks like a pretty girl.

If there was no Yang Yuntian, there would be no Yang Fan today. In those years, his parents were strangely missing. Yang Yuntian adopted him, trained him, and finally sent him to the army for training. Only then did he have the world-famous War God Longya.

"Xiaofan, let the foster father take a good look. The life in the barracks must be very hard. Although you are still so thin, you are energetic and healthy."

Yang Yuntian takes Yang Fan's hand and smiles happily.

"It's OK. It's not hard. The leadership is very good to me."

"Quick, quick, sit down and say..." Yang Yuntian takes Yang Fan and sits down. Then he notices A Lang standing respectfully behind Yang Fan.

"Xiaofan, this is your comrade in arms. Don't stand up and sit down. Xiaofan's friend is my friend of the Yang family."

A Lang did not move. He only obeyed the orders of the War God Longya.

"A Lang, to here is to your own home, do not be shy. The foster father asked you to sit, just sit. "

Yang Fan said so and A Lang sat down.

Yang Yuntian is a little surprised. This comrade-in-arms of Yang Fan is a bit special.

"Xiaoqing, come here quickly. Your brother Yang Fan is back." Yang Yuntian smiled and said to Yang Xiaoqing who was in a daze.

"Brother Xiaofan... I... "

"After eight years of parting, Xiaoqing has grown into a big girl."

Yang Fan looked at the slender girl in front of him and smiled knowingly.

When he left, she was still in her teens, and she often followed her buttocks and adhered to him.

Now that they have not seen each other for eight years, she looks a little rusty.

At that time, Yang Yuntian made a baby marriage to Yang Fan and Yang Xiaoqing, but later Yang Fan joined the army, and this matter was not settled.

"Hehe, this child has probably not seen you for a long time. She has seen you suddenly, and the excitement has not been relieved." Yang Yuntian said with a smile.

"You still have to finish? It's time to start, so many distinguished guests at home are waiting."

Liu Ping rolled her eyes and said impatiently.

"Yes, stepfather, stepmother is right, you should greet other guests first."

Yang Yuntian's face sank: "Can you stop making this stinky face? Who do you show it to?"

"What I said was wrong? Even your birthday was late. Does he still have this foster father in his heart? Yes, he is not from this family." Yang Ping said a little bit sour.

"You..."

Yang Yun was so angry that his face turned red and coughed suddenly.

Yang Fan felt wrong, put his hand on Yang Yuntian's pulse, and suddenly his face sank.

"Foster father, you have suffered internal injuries, what exactly did it do?"

Yang Yuntian waved his hand and said, "it's OK. It's OK. Let's start the meal."

"Mom, just say a few words. You see my dad is angry, you know his body..." Yang Xiaoqing supported Yang Yuntian, gently patted Yang Yuntian's back.

Yang Xiaoqing's words have not finished, and was interrupted by Yang Yuntian.

"Let's have meal. Xiao Fan doesn't care about her."

Liu Ping snorted, turned her head and stopped talking.

No one noticed, A Lang on the side gave Liu Ping a gloomy look.

If it wasn't because she was Yang Fan's adoptive mother, maybe A Lang would have made her a corpse.

Wherever the War God Longya goes, he is regarded as a god, and no one dares to disrespect him.

At this moment, a wretched young man wearing a brand-name suit and combing his greasy hair came over and patted Yang Fan on the shoulder.

"Boy, get up. You are not qualified to sit in this position."

Yang Fan glanced at the youth lightly.

A Lang's eyes were cold, and there was a trace of killing in his eyes. If it wasn't Yang Yuntian's birthday party, with this action, the boy had died hundreds of times.

"Deaf, don't you hear me?"

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't move, the youth scolded impatiently.

"Xiao Xue, what are you doing?" Yang Yuntian was not happy when he saw that the youth was so rude.

"Uncle Yang, how come this kind of bastard who doesn't know where is qualified to sit next to you. Even if this position is not for an aunt, it should be for Xiaoqing to sit. What qualifications does he have to sit next to you."

Xue Gui said to Yang Yuntian with a smile.

"Yes, Xiao Xue is still reasonable." Liu Ping praised Xue Gui.

The guests at the banquet also nodded, looking at Yang Fan a little contemptuously, why this kind of person is so thick-skinned, he really doesn't regard himself as an outsider.

"Boy, I know that you are Xiaoqing's brother who served as a soldier for eight years, but you are just an adopted son. Uncle Yang is kind-hearted and gives you a bowl of rice to eat. Don't overdo it. If it weren't for that kind of relationship, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to enter the door, let alone sit here. Do you think you should leave as soon as possible? "

Xue Gui looked at Yang Fan arrogantly, a reckless man, nothing.

It's not a day or two for Xue Gui to like Yang Xiaoqing. He was all courteous, but the other party didn't even look at him.

Now that Yang Fan came back, Yang Xiaoqing looked at Yang Fan's eyes very unnaturally, with a feeling of sentiment.

Xue Gui is so jealous, such an eye-catching guy, how can he do without a lesson.

Yang Fan smiled and gave Xue Gui a playful look.

"Who are you, and what qualifications do you have for me to leave?"

"The Xue family in Yun City."

"Never heard of it."

"You are such a country bumpkin. You are a rude man. It's normal that you haven't heard of it, because you can't touch our noble level." Xue Gui said arrogantly, "You have also been a soldier for eight years, and the days of your turn are not short. I wonder if you have any rank?"

Looking at Yang Fan's ordinary clothes, thin figure, and so young, it is estimated that he also plays a little role in the army.

"I'm retired. I don't have any rank now."

Yang Fan shook his head. To tell the truth, he has retired now, and there is no military rank. It's just that the old leader won't let him go, so he arranged for him a spare job.

After listening to this, the people on the spot despised Yang Fan even more. He retired at such a young age, which means that he must not have a good time in the army. He was dissuaded.

Yang Yuntian and Yang Xiaoqing were also taken aback, then frowned.

Retired?

To put it mildly, it's retirement. To put it worse, it's unemployment?

"Hahahaha, I think you were in a mixed team and were persuaded to leave. You are embarrassed to say it, so you said you retired."

Xue Gui laughed presumptuously after hearing Yang Fan's words.

"Look at the War God Longya, and look at your rubbish. You are all soldiers, don't you feel ashamed?"