Chapter 599

Huaxia has a lot of private jets, but very few have opened many routes, because these routes need to be bought, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy them.

Fortunately, the Xuefeng Group is now financially strong, and it has opened almost the entire China route. Even the airport in Zhuhai City has a special place for the Xuefeng Group to park its private jets.

"I don't know where Master Bei is going?" Fatty asked respectfully when he boarded the luxurious private jet.

"Send me to Ziyang City." Wang Feng said calmly.

Ziyang City? Isn't that the former chairman's hometown? Fatty muttered to himself, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he could only let the pilot fly the plane to Ziyang City first.

It took more than three hours for Wang Feng to finally arrive at his hometown of Ziyang City, to be precise, Qingxian County in Ziyang City.

Qingxian County is only a very small city, but in recent years Qingxian County has developed rapidly, and there is a trend of turning the county into a city. The broad roads are no worse than Zhuhai City.

But this is just the road. Compared with those real developed cities, there is still much less life here. At least there are basically no luxury cars on the road.

He stopped a taxi and Wang Feng went directly to his home.

Now that his appearance has completely changed, he doesn't have to worry about being recognized.

The taxi didn't drive fast, but in Wang Feng's mind, the speed of the taxi was too fast. He was a little afraid to step into his house. Could this be the rumored timidity of the neighbors?

When his parents heard the news of his death, their hair went gray overnight, and Wang Feng didn't know how their lives were now.

"Young man, here we are." Seeing that Wang Feng was still in a daze in his seat, the driver's elder brother kindly pushed him.

"Are you there?" Wang Feng thought to himself, looking up to see that he could already see the door of his house, and there was not much change.

"How much?"

"A total of twenty-one yuan and five, just give me twenty-one yuan." The driver's brother said honestly.

"No need to look for it." With one hundred yuan left, Wang Feng pushed the car door directly, leaving the driver eldest brother stunned.

In a place like Qingxian, it is rare to see someone as generous as Wang Feng.

But making money is a good thing, and he quickly drove his car away from here.

Looking at his home, Wang Feng was silent for a long time. Although someone nearby saw him, no one recognized him.

"I heard that the boy from the Wang family made a fortune outside, but he died too early, which is a pity." At this time, a few aunts were discussing in a low voice, which made Wang Feng's mouth show a touch of bitterness.

"Yeah, you see that Li Yun and his wife have white hair because of this, and I feel heartbroken for them." Another aunt said with a pity.

"They are just such a son as Wang Feng. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man. He died young, and they don't know how they will live in the future."

"They haven't been out for several days, and they don't know if there will be any danger."

Have your parents been out for days? Wang Feng felt bitter in his heart, and then slowly walked towards the door of his own house.

Knocking on the door, Wang Feng tried his best to keep his expression calm, because he didn't want others to see it.

After waiting for about a minute or so, the door was opened, and in front of Wang Feng was a woman with white hair and a wrinkled face, who was not Ran Liyun?

It's just that her condition is very poor at present, her back is hunched, her legs tremble when she walks, and she looks like an old man in his 80s.

His nose was sore, and Wang Feng tried his best to suppress the tears in his eyes.

"Who are you looking for?" Looking at Wang Feng, Ran Liyun asked weakly. Wang Feng suspected that if a strong wind blew, his mother would definitely be blown down.

"I... can I go in?" Wang Feng pointed behind his mother and said in a trembling tone.

"Are you my son's friend?" Ran Liyun gave Wang Feng another look, causing Wang Feng's eyes to turn red.

"Yes." Wang Feng nodded firmly.

"Then come in." Ran Liyun gave way.

One stride into his home, Wang Feng saw another old man sitting on a stone stool in a daze, equally old and terrifying, it was his father Wang Yijun.

The parents who had not yet entered the old age turned out to be like two twilight old people, with unimaginable pain hidden in their hearts.

"Young man, please take a seat." After closing the door of her house, Ran Liyun pointed to a chair and said.

Pfft!

Without the outsiders, Wang Feng could no longer suppress the pain in his heart, and suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, so frightened that Ran Liyun hurried over.

"Child, what are you doing? Get up quickly." Ran Liyun said, trying to pull Wang Feng up, but now her strength is too small, she can't pull Wang Feng.

Tears wet his face, and at the same time Wang Feng also saw that his mother was also in tears, obviously thinking of his dead son.

On the other side, his father still sat like that, as if he didn't see anything.

"Mother, I'm sorry for all of you." Wang Feng choked out, his head hitting the ground heavily.

"What?" Ran Liyun was struck by lightning when she heard Wang Feng's name, and seemed to suspect that there was a problem with her hearing.

"Child, what did you just call me?" Ran Liyun said, holding Wang Feng's hand trembling with excitement.

"Mother, I'm your son, I'm resurrected." Wang Feng said, quickly removed his disguise, and restored his original appearance.

"You..." Seeing Wang Feng's face, Ran Liyun stepped back a few steps, showing disbelief.

"Impossible, my son has been dead for more than a year, you can't be him." Ran Liyun said in disbelief, unable to imagine what she saw.

"Mom, I'm your Feng'er, my name is Wang Feng, and I was rescued by my master." Wang Feng said in a choked voice, and stepped forward to support his mother, because she was clearly about to fall fall down.

"Son, is it really you?" Looking at the face so close, Ran Liyun's eyes blurred, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and touch Wang Feng's face.

"It's me, I'm sorry for you guys, I came back too late." Wang Feng also burst into tears, and his inner emotions seemed to burst out suddenly at this moment.

"Young man, thank you for letting me see my son. Even if he dies, I can rest my eyes." Seeing Wang Feng, a smile appeared on Ran Liyun's face, and then she fainted.

No matter how quickly her vitality dissipated, Wang Feng's complexion changed drastically.

His mother was so weak that she was about to die just because of one excitement.

Not caring about any conversation, Wang Feng carried his mother to the inner room and laid her flat on the bed.

Now the mother's body is too weak, it is completely caused by the sorrow for more than a year, her vitality is still dissipating rapidly, but this is not difficult for Wang Feng.

Because his medical skills have now fully recovered.

After punching a force into his mother's heart, Wang Feng took out the precious Washing Marrow Pill and put it into her mouth.

For the cultivator, the cleansing pill is something that can be met but not sought, and can be called priceless.

But in order to save his mother's life, Wang Feng took it out without hesitation, because no matter how valuable it is, nothing is as important as his mother's life.

There are all kinds of hidden diseases hidden in her body, and her bodily functions have seriously degraded. She is now like a real old man's body, very weak.

Fortunately, Wang Feng is so powerful now, and with the addition of a cleansing pill to wash her meridians and meridians, her life is finally worry-free.

Dark diseases are very difficult to treat with current medicine, but these problems are not a problem in front of Wang Feng, he can easily get rid of these malaria.

After more than an hour, Wang Feng withdrew his hand, sweating profusely.

Looking at his mother on the bed again, a smile appeared on Wang Feng's face, no matter how hard or tired he was at this moment, he felt it was worth it.

Mother's white hair has slowly turned into black, and even the wrinkles on her face have gradually faded away, and she has returned to what she should be at her age.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the bed and meditating, Wang Feng waited for about half an hour before he saw his mother wake up and turn around.

"Mom, you're finally awake." Seeing his mother wake up, Wang Feng quickly ended his practice and held his mother's hand with his own.

"Feng'er, is that you?" Seeing Wang Feng, Ran Liyun's face showed a smile, and she couldn't help but use a little more force to grab Wang Feng's hand.

"It's me." Wang Feng said with a heavy nod.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to stay with you after I die. The King of Hell treats me well." Ran Liyun's face showed doting, and the brilliance of mother's love was revealed.

Just hearing her words, Wang Feng smiled bitterly and could only explain patiently: "Mom, we are all still alive now, this is our home, not hell."

"Don't lie to me, I know that I am dead. After my death, our mother and son can be reunited. I am very happy. Now your father is missing, but I think he should be soon, and our family will be reunited soon. We're together." Ran Liyun was still talking about herself, causing Wang Feng to smile bitterly.

Is it possible to stay together only after death?

No matter how Wang Feng explained Ran Liyun, she felt that Wang Feng was lying to her. When Wang Feng explained that his mouth was dry and his eyes were dazzled, Ran Liyun asked in disbelief, "Son, you really didn't lie to me?"

"Of course, it's been half a year since I was resurrected. It's just that my memory has been messed up some time ago, and it wasn't until recently that I fully recovered." Wang Feng explained.

"Then help me up quickly." Ran Liyun suddenly thought of something and said quickly.

"Mother, now that you have recovered to your youth, you no longer need my help." Wang Feng reminded Ran Liyun once again.

Because she found that her hair had turned from white to black, and even her dry skin had regained its original vitality.

"This...how is this possible?" She opened her mouth, unable to believe what she saw.

"Your son, I am a genius doctor. I have helped you recover. Now you can act on your own." Wang Feng said with a smile.

It turned out to be true.

When her feet touched the ground, Ran Liyun felt the solidity of the ground, and she had to believe that everything in front of her was real.

Especially when she walked out of the room and saw Wang Yijun sitting on the stone bench in a daze, she was even more convinced that her son was really resurrected.

"Mom, what's wrong with Dad?" Seeing the dazed old man, Wang Feng asked with a blockage in his chest.

"The doctor said that your father has Alzheimer's now, and he doesn't even know who I am anymore." Ran Liyun said, and there were tears in his eyes again.