I Am Doing Daily Tasks in the Wizarding World Chapter 170: Hometown (2)

Chapter 173 Hometown (2)

Chapter 173 Hometown (2)

"Brother." Borg stared at Lynn, his voice trembling, and he held onto Lynn's hands tightly, as if he was worried that if he didn't pay attention, the man in front of him would disappear in front of him.

"It's me. Don't cry anymore. How can you still look like a child when you are so old, mom and dad." Lynn smiled and stroked the top of Borg's head.

The little boy who followed her back then is now an adult. Who would have thought that the little boy who followed her back then has now become a big bald man.

"Mom, mom, she passed away." Borg's voice trembled.

The smile on Lynn's face froze instantly.

The cold wind howled, and the pedestrians on the street quickened their pace. The wind was suddenly a little cold at this moment.

"Mom passed away last year, and Dad is very ill now," Berger said.

"I remember when I left, they were still in good health." Lynn murmured.

"A plague came from the north the year before last, and many people were infected," Borg said.

"Although we were very careful, my mother still caught the plague accidentally. Although I took a lot of medicine, my mother passed away after three months. Since my mother left, my father's health has become worse and worse. Now I can't even get off the ground."

Borg glanced at Lynn at this point, "Sometimes when I sleep at night, my father is talking in his sleep, and I hear him calling your name."

Lyn closed her eyes.

"The disease will be cured."

Lynn was talking to himself.

"Let's go home first."

"Actually, many neighbors in this area of ​​the street were infected with the disease at that time. My father suggested that we move, but my mother said that she was worried that you would not be able to find us when you came back, so she refused to let us move." Borg said in a low voice. Said.

When Lin En heard this, his chest was inexplicably congested.

"Didn't you persuade her?" Lynn asked.

"We have all persuaded her, but since you left, my mother's temper has become more and more weird. She won't listen to what we say."

After hearing Borg walk away one by one, Lynn gritted his teeth.

However, even if Lin En slaughtered a town now, he would not blink his eyelids, but facing the words of his relatives, Lin En could only bear it silently.

Obviously only two streets away, but today Lynn suddenly felt that the road was extremely long.

Linn suddenly didn't want to walk anymore, he grabbed Borg's arm, and the two of them flew straight up!

It only took a few seconds to land directly at the door of the house.

"Brother." Borg, who fell from the sky, was stunned for a moment. Looking at Lin En, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely complicated. In his cognition, all those who can fly are very powerful. of.

"Congratulations, brother. You should have found what you want." Borg said in a complicated tone.

Lyn walked into the room without saying a word.

A little boy was sitting in the living room of the house. When he saw Lynn walking in, he asked suspiciously, "Who are you? Why did you come to my house."

Lin En paused, and went directly to the second floor. Borg, who came in from behind, picked up the little boy, "That's your uncle."

"Dad, that uncle who knows magic! I told my classmates that my uncle could do magic, and they all said I was lying." The little boy's eyes lit up.

He grew up listening to his father tell stories about his uncle. In his father's story, his uncle is a very powerful man who knows magic. The person Dad admires most is also his uncle, so under the subtle influence of Dad, he has always felt that his uncle is amazing and powerful.

"Yes. Your magic uncle is back." Borg said silently.

"But why didn't you come back a year earlier." Borg's eyes were flushed.

With your ability, you can definitely cure your mother.

Lin En, who walked to the second floor, looked at the sketches of women hanging on the wall. Lin En's eye sockets suddenly turned red. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

He looked back at the door, a thin wooden door, but it made him feel as heavy as a wall of sighs of gods.

Crack——

Lin En pushed open the door, and a strong herbal smell came over his face.

The setting sun outside the window shines on the bed through the curtains.

A thin, skinny old man was looking at the sunset outside the window with his head tilted. I don't know what I'm thinking.