Chapter 128
Chapter 128
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When I went to the grave earlier, I was silent and speechless. Although there were many soldiers in front of the saddle and behind the horse, it seemed that I was being guarded and watched by these soldiers, and I was an uncomfortable prisoner.
Two hours later, I turned back together with them, but it was I who carried a manlysia on my back, rode a tall horse, and led a squad of recruits, proudly walking through the streets and alleys, returning home with loud drums and drums.
Of course, it was against the deadline. My dad may not know what to do. He was afraid that I would take the opportunity to slip away. He didn’t guard his little crystal balls in the study. He was standing in the yard waiting for me.It is estimated that if I don't come back, he can send several times more people to catch me back.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw a piece of Taihu Lake stone and an old man smoking a pipe in the courtyard. One front, one back, one left and one right, they were all standing alone, looking at each other in various ways.To be honest, I really felt sorry for my dad for a moment.
I thought to myself, don't he be really afraid that I will run away.
Then I thought: I have to move closer slowly, and I have to be careful. He hit me across the face.
Who knew that my dad took a look at me—he immediately noticed the gun on my back, and he choked.
I took a small step forward, caring for him anyway: Dad, do you have a bad lung?
He took a big step back: What happened, the body is still covered with plaster?Rolling around in front of the dead in brand new clothes?
As soon as he said this, two servants and a guard came up and surrounded me to wipe and tidy my clothes.The guard was very slippery, and he wanted to unload the gun on my body. I didn't want to resist, so I took it off and threw it to him obediently: Look clearly, there are no bullets, and it's all over.
My dad stared at me and took a puff of cigarette: Others go to the grave to light incense, you go to the grave to shoot?I really want to.
Now that I have handed over the gun, his eyes are much softer. This sentence does not sound like a gun with a stick, but more like an ordinary complaint and joke between father and son.
He relaxed, and I also felt much more comfortable, following their wishes and letting them manipulate me.Not long after I finished packing, my dad stretched out his hand and threw something at me.
I might not be able to handle it half a year ago.For some reason, to this day, when I saw something flying towards me, I caught it as soon as I raised my hand.
He knew what it was when he touched it - he returned the pocket watch I found from Zhang Wensheng's body to me.
Let it be over, big or small, I have a thought.He exhaled and said to me.
I really can't wait to yell at him: He can come into my room tonight, it's very stable, I don't need to think about it.
It is true that people need thoughts, and people cannot live without any hope.
Because I knew that Zhang Wensheng would come, the night passed in a trance.For example, the New Year's Eve is overdue.I was like this when I was a child. I knew that the next day would be the first day of junior high school. I would have food and drink, new clothes to wear, red envelope collars, and firecrackers to set off... But the time is moving slowly, which makes me restless.
The visiting general from Anhui, surnamed Ni, was an old subordinate of my father in the early years, and it is said that he also served as his adjutant, so it can be seen that my father did not necessarily kill all adjutants.Now following my dad, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, and he is also a good guy on the separatist side.
He is a self-proclaimed Anhui general, but he is actually a supervisor of bandit suppression, and he still works according to my father's orders.I have long heard that he has six or seven daughters, but in fact there may be more than that. This time, he brought two of them, and the meeting with me is basically a blind date.
My dad is very anxious to "marry" me now. He is so anxious that he can let go of his own concubine.
I heard from him that it is best to close the door and match up your own brothers to be the in-laws of your sons and daughters. In the future, the two families will become one family, and everyone should listen to him.
I don't care about that, I didn't even listen carefully to the names of the old Ni's two daughters, I vaguely heard one called Fang and the other Hui... Maybe it wasn't Hui or Wei.I don't think these are people who have anything to do with me. My dad asked me how the girl from the Ni family was doing, and I had to answer, so I had to look up.
From a long distance, I saw their four tender lotus-root-like arms, exposed from under the wide cuffs, stacked on top of each other, all covered with white flesh.
I felt that there was no way to stare at these arms, and the face was even more impossible, so I buried my head down and said to my father: What can I see if I look at it this way... I can see it is all hands at a glance.
Uncle Ni laughed and said, "The elder nephew is shy."I could see his ears were red.
Since he was happy, his daughters, "Xiaofang" and "Xiaohui", also laughed coquettishly.When I was eating, my surroundings had been deserted for a long time, and finally someone chirped again.I should be happy, but I have other things on my mind and I can barely sit here any longer.
I just hope that this meal will be finished quickly, and I also hope that they will never call a team to put on a show.
If there are assassins again, it will be very bad. Think about it, don't expect Zhang Wensheng to fly out to savior now.
I was thinking wildly, so naturally I didn't pay attention to what my father and Lao Ni were talking about.Until they mentioned me abruptly, and suddenly there was a sentence, "Shi Yue was really out of breath at that time..." Hearing my name, I immediately pricked up my ears.
Uncle Ni said again: "If it wasn't for that fairy who suddenly appeared, performed acupressure techniques, and gave him a few breaths of fairy energy... It's a pity that Jing Niang's sister-in-law couldn't save her." I heard it—I I really heard my mother's name.
I must have heard my mother's name in the past...but mother is mother. I was too young when she left, and now I hardly remember her.
Not to mention, people usually don't mention her name in front of my dad, they don't have that qualification.
It felt like a sudden realization that I didn't know my mother's name.
Her tombstone, her memorial tablet, upon careful consideration, only read Mrs. Cao.I didn't think there was anything wrong with Mrs. Cao before, I thought it was my mother's name, but just now I suddenly thought, this is wrong, I should have heard of it, but I don't remember it, of course she also has a maiden name.
I can't wait for my dad to stop me, I want to ask directly.I quickly reached out and grabbed Uncle Ni's sleeve: Uncle Ni, what's my mother's name?I do not even know.
General Ni was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile on his face: How could you not know... Oh, you were too young at that time.
My dad interrupted him and said: Well, so what if you know, the more you know, the more sad you will be.
What exactly does he mean by that I don't really know, I wonder what's wrong with knowing my mother's name?The wonderful thing is, what was in his heart, even his loyal subordinate, Lao Ni, didn't figure it out anyway.He, Old Ni, took care of himself and said this sentence completely.
He took my hand, and said to me with a pleasant face: Your mother's maiden name is Zhao, and her name is Jingniang.
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