sinovels Chapter 132 You Will Get Married When You See Him
Chapter 132 You Will Get Married When You See Him
Eight,
Early the next morning, before Zhang Wensheng left, my dad woke up drunk.
This is a habit the old man has developed since he joined the New Army when he was young. He would get up before dawn to exercise, and he would definitely wake up at the hour to warm up by shouting chant in his room.Even if he was hungover, he would naturally wake up at the same time.
The first time I woke up today, I didn't even shout the chant, and I didn't practice my body. He just came to train me.
When the guards knocked on my door, I hadn't closed my eyes all night, and I was just a little hazy.In this twilight, I vaguely heard the person knocking on the door shouting, "Young Marshal, the Marshal is here to invite you."
Normally, even if they called me so early, it was the servants at home who called me, at most the young master called me—but this morning a sentry was actually sent to summon me.I was so frightened that I sat up straight, grabbed Zhang Wensheng tightly and shook and said: My father called me!
Zhang Wensheng stayed up for half the night, and only closed his eyes at this time. I struggled and woke up.He didn't have much leisure with me at first, because I refused to teach him to walk, this anger has been worn down, and now more than half of it has disappeared.
Seeing that I was so nervous, he rubbed his eyes, then became nervous, and asked me: What happened?
Of course I'm afraid of my father, he kills people without blinking an eye, he's really crazy... I think he can do anything.I was already trembling with fear: my dad told me to go see him!Early in the morning!
Zhang Wensheng said: Did you find out about the two of us?
No matter how you hear this, it is wrong.I was not happy, so I quickly refuted him: What can we do?
Zhang Wensheng said: "He killed me, and you have been hiding a living me, is that not a big deal?"
That's right, he still thought carefully.No matter what, I can't let my dad know that someone he killed is now in my bed.
I hurriedly responded, saying that I would come to wash up, and at the same time pulled Zhang Wensheng up and taught him to dodge quickly.
Zhang Wensheng said with a smile: "People are not allowed to leave at night, and they will be chased away at dawn. You young handsome little lunatic, you are so ruthless."
I'm angry: I'm not crazy!I'm not crazy at all!It was my father who was afraid that I would go out and talk nonsense, so he specially framed me!He is afraid that I will tell others about my time travel, and he thinks it is not a good thing to encounter evil gods doing tricks.
Zhang Wensheng saw that I was really angry about it, so he stopped making trouble with me, and kept his mouth shut.As soon as he rolled over, he jumped over me and jumped off the bed.I could see his back with his shoes on, and thought he would stand up to say hello to me and make an appointment to meet me next time, but unexpectedly he didn't.He pushed open the rear window, and jumped out lightly as soon as he pressed the window sill.
I was in a daze, and I really felt that he looked like a high-flying Zhang Sheng.
After Zhang Wensheng left, I hastily rinsed my mouth and washed my face, and was led by the guards to find my dad.
This road is so long, we keep going around in our house.The sky was gray and gloomy. At the beginning, I followed others and walked without thinking. Gradually, I realized that the road was getting worse and worse.
But he didn't go to my dad's bedroom, nor did he take me to his study.We headed for the stables.I saw a small door opened in the warehouse next to the stable, and a dozen soldiers in the yard outside were guarding it in circles.
Although the winter is not smelly, it still stinks here. They patrolled solemnly and endured it independently, but no one touched their noses.
I only came here once when Zhang Wensheng was picking out horses for me, and I didn't come here often.After staring at the door for a few seconds, I realized that this is also a watchtower. If I go in and go down, it might not be a cellar?
I was taken aback, and refused to go any further, so I stood in the yard, tilted my head and looked at the door, thinking wildly.
I thought to myself, is my dad going to sleep under the watchtower now?Did he kill so many people that he couldn't sleep because of ghosts in his heart?
Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly received a violent chisel on the top of his head.
My father came from behind me and saw me standing, staring at the cellar door in a daze, and the guards were also standing, but they didn’t dare to urge me, so they could only stare at me in a daze... The old man couldn’t hold back, he waved his cigarette pole, Give each of us two heads for a while.
Why are you standing still?The feet are planted on the ground, is this going to sprout?he ask me.
I didn't care about the pain, but was shocked by his beating: Dad, you didn't sleep in the watchtower?
My dad looked at me like a fool: what am I doing sleeping in this stinky place?There are still prisoners in the cellar below. How dare you, my father, want to kiss the bandit family and sleep together?
I always feel that he is talking about me, which makes me very timid now.I have to keep reminding myself that he doesn't know that Zhang Wensheng slept in my bed last night.
Only when he continues to be ignorant of this matter can I hold the steady expression on my face.
I said, weren't bandits and bandits locked up in the Tongshan County Prison before?
My father looked at me with a smile. Early in the morning, he sprayed me a cigarette with a very kind attitude.He said: This one...is different.
What's the difference... I'm too lazy to refute him, and I don't want to talk to a person like him who can remember a grudge for 1000 years.I admit, I'm afraid of him.I couldn't talk to him calmly and without anger.
I closed my mouth tightly and said nothing more.
Seeing that I didn't make a sound, my dad was still motivated. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he dragged me directly into the cellar.A few guards stepped in and turned on the lights, making the stairs appear narrow, but not so gloomy.
While procrastinating me, my dad was still talking, and he said to me leisurely: I have seen the good things my dad hid, and I will start making preparations for you tomorrow, serving you wine and holding a wedding.
I really couldn't do it anymore, and I muttered that I didn't have a fiancée yet, so who would I have a wedding with?
Xiaofang and Xiaohui are good. I made an agreement with Lao Ni that both of his daughters will marry you, following the example of Ehuang and Nvying.Hey, if you ask for two wives at once, you still worry that you won't be able to make a baby next year? — My dad actually said that.
I felt sick for a while, and I couldn't beat him up, I just thought to myself, the next time I see Zhang Wensheng, I'll steal a ball and run away with him.To save my dad from arranging this and that for me, I don't like it.
The descending stairs finally came to an end.The old man snapped his fingers, someone lit the lantern and hung it on the wall.
The dark and cramped narrow room finally slowly revealed its original shape.Sure enough, it was cold and damp, and there was only a large fence standing upright inside.
I saw a man, huddled in the corner of the fence, with his face turned inward, pressed against the wall.
It was freezing cold, he was wearing very thin clothes, and his arms and calves were bare.His arms and legs were covered with scars, and by the light of the lantern, he could see the blackness of his toes.This person's body, and this harsh environment, have already accumulated stench, and some parts have already begun to fester.
I shuddered.I recognize him.
He was tall, broad-shouldered, and ruggedly built.But I know that if he speaks, his voice is clear and gentle, he has practiced it.
I threw myself at the wooden fence.There was water on the ground, which made my feet slip, and I bumped my head on it, making a "boom".
Hearing the vibration, the man finally regained his sanity a little, and turned his face towards the direction we came from.
I knocked on the fence, my throat constricted, and the sound was all stuck in my throat.
It was very hard, very hard, so I called out: Boss Bai——!
Yes, he is Ling Haiyang's undercover agent, the undercover agent, the singer Beiling, the love object that I, Cao Shiyue, have been unable to shake off for a year.
He is my "Bai Suzhen".