Geng Xiaoqing left with a grudge, and Tong Tong did not show any reluctance, but asked her to work hard, especially telling her to listen to the leader.

It's really like her parent!

But to be honest, Tong Tong deliberately emphasized her female leader. Later, he pondered repeatedly, hoping not to show his stuffing in front of Geng Xiaoqing. Fortunately, Geng Xiaoqing only cared about the loss and didn't care.

After Geng Xiaoqing left, Tong Tong was a little distracted at work. Qian Qianqian wanted to take the opportunity to taunt him and talk about some topics related to "sleep". Tong Tong didn't give her this opportunity, but went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of wine and said, "It's time for me to go see my master." ”

Although the age difference is only five or six years old, Qian Qianqian sometimes feels that the two do not live in the same era, and the shopkeeper Tong has traveled through time. For example, Tong Tong has a "master", which in her opinion is very incredible.

Because he was tired of running for his life, Tong Tong hadn't visited his master for a long time. When the tombstone was erected, Lao Tong and the others embedded his only ID photo in the tombstone. In Tong Tong's memory, the master had a scruffy beard, was untidy, and did not even have a decent dress. The hair is messy, and the typical bachelor image is far worse than Lao Tong.

But judging from the photos on the tombstone, the master also looks like a beautiful man. Although he was already down-and-out at that time, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, his waist was straight, and he had the spirit of a martial arts practitioner.

Tong Tong couldn't help but imagine what he looked like in his early twenties, at that time he had no stubble, no messy hair, maybe his clothes were relatively neat, and he was full of hope for the future.

Tong Tong poured him a glass of wine and said, "I haven't been here for a long time, you may be angry with me! ”

Only the cold wind answered him, Tong Tong still said to himself: "I, I still haven't been able to persevere, the level of taekwondo is just like that, I haven't become a peerless master, but self-defense is still more than enough." Anyway, you don't have any unique skills, and you haven't won any championships, and you don't need me to inherit anything, and I can be considered worthy of you if I practice this one. ”

Before the words fell, a broken plastic bag fluttered in the wind, almost pasting on Tong Tong's face. He leaned back, easily dodging, but muttered, "It seems that you heard everything I said." Alas, your temperament is still so great, and you are not happy when I say a few words—you should be very happy that I have grown up so safely! Didn't you just protect me from growing up?"

This time, the plastic bag stopped circling, and the only thing that answered him was the sound of the wind.

Tong Tong picked up the wine glass again and poured a glass of wine for the master. He lowered his head and heard a sound coming from the top of the mountain. The sun was dazzling that day, Tong Tong squinted his eyes, but only saw the outlines of a few people.

But those people were so familiar to him that he recognized them at a glance. The terrain here is open, Tong Tong has nowhere to hide, and he has no intention of hiding.

Although my heart is panicked, I always have to face what I should face.

The figures approached, and the prototype emerged from the sunlight. They seem to have their own slow-motion special effects, and their steps suddenly become slow and solemn, very similar to the appearance of bigwigs in Hong Kong movies.

Walking in the front is the honest bajiao, and the "green-faced beast" walks in the middle, that is, next to the big boss. Before the big boss could speak, the two of them became nervous first and immediately took a defensive posture.

Tong Tong wanted to laugh at them for making a fuss, but didn't take their actions to heart. Seeing the big boss, he didn't mean to retreat, he glanced at him calmly, then lowered his head to pack his things and prepared to go down the mountain.

The "big boss" Su Changhe is used to seeing big scenes, so he naturally won't take this lonely young man in his eyes. When he walked past him, Su Changhe didn't even look at him and walked straight forward.

But walking away like this, it seemed that he deliberately avoided this young man.

In this way, it seems that he has less energy.

So, Su Changhe stopped, turned his head to look at the tombstone, and asked, "Who are you paying tribute to?"

"My master. ”

This was the first time they had a conversation since Tong Tong grew up.

The two asked and answered, and their tones were plain and natural, not like relatives, but like people who had been reunited after a long absence, full of estrangement.

Su Changhe waved his hand and motioned for his entourage to retreat, he looked at the tombstone and nodded: "Although I am down, I have been beautiful for a while." ”

"You should know him better than I do. ”

"Not really. ”

"No, you know everything about my growth. ”

"No, I'm not that idle, and I don't care that much about you. ”

Ordinary conversations, but with a faint edge.

Tong Tong gritted his teeth and didn't admit that he was pressed down like this.

Su Changhe smiled slightly, and took the lead in asking again: "Do you still practice taekwondo?"

"I don't practice anymore. ”

"Write poetry?"

Tong Tong sneered and laughed: "You see that I live so embarrassed, do you have time to write poems?"

Su Changhe remained silent: "Your parents like to write poetry. ”

"I know. So, when you ask me this, is it a concern from the elders?"

Su Changhe stared at Tong Tong, although his eyes were not big, they were very sharp. Tong Tong didn't feel uncomfortable, but smiled indifferently: "Why do you look at me like this? Isn't this face annoying to you? Because I look like my father." ”

......

Su Changhe asked coldly, "Who told you this?"

"Haven't you been staring at me? Shouldn't you know who told me this?"

Su Changhe snorted coldly and said, "You think too much, I don't have so much spare time." ”

"In that case, then I assume that I am self-inflicted, and it can also be understood that you are not taking me seriously, but I am too worried. Farewell!"

Tong Tong calmly packed his things and prepared to go down the mountain. Su Changhe asked coldly, "How much do you know about those old things at home?"

"And how much are you hiding?"

Those eyes really looked like his father. Su Changhe frowned and said, "I just want to tell you that hearsay is not necessarily true. ”

"Then what you say must be true?"

Su Changhe was actually choked by this young man.

Tong Tong finally regained a little victor's posture, put his hands in his pockets, and smiled slightly: "However, don't worry, I haven't hated you very much." Because from the information we have so far, you and my grandfather are mortal enemies, and you don't like my father very much. As for how I got lost, how my mother committed suicide, and whether Meng Xinghe's death has anything to do with you, I still don't know. So, I just hate you now, just like you hate my dad. I hope what you told me doesn't matter, otherwise...... You'd better kill me now. ”

Su Changhe's face became ugly, Tong Tong pointed with his hand, and said, "That blue-faced beast, and that honest one, aren't they all your good helpers? However, my master has taught me a lot of skills, and it is not particularly easy for them to kill me." ”

Su Changhe had a gloomy face and said, "Your posture, as well as your attitude of speaking, is very rude, do you know?"

"Politeness is reserved for people I respect. Tong Tong smiled indifferently: "Besides, you have never taught me, you know my whereabouts, but you pretend not to know......"

It's not good, it's time to expose the vulnerable side. Tong Tong silently clenched his fists and said, "You are not qualified to be my elder." Even, you can only be my enemy, you should be the one I hate to the core. ”

After that, Tong Tong didn't give him a chance to defend himself, and strode down the mountain.

After going down the mountain, he regretted it, if he asked him bluntly, how did his parents die, where was Meng Xinghe buried, would the old man tell him?

But then I think about it, he is so cunning and impersonal, even if he says it, is it possible to be true?

Tong Tong's mind echoed the words that Lao Han had told him: "The combination of your parents is a realistic version of Romeo and Juliet." Both of them were admitted to Beijing from Hong Kong, and they both love to write poetry. After dating for a while, I realized that the two families were actually fighting a lawsuit. They were brave – of course, we were both in our twenties at the time, and in our eyes they were models of breaking through the feudal patriarchy. But from the current point of view, they are a little brainless, a tendon, and they don't die until the Yellow River's heart - hey, don't stare at me, I'm telling you the truth. When they got married, I was already working in Ningshi, but I still went north to attend their wedding. It's only been a year since they got married, and I heard that they have children. However, at that time, communication was far less developed than it is today, and I only remember that your father said that your name was taken from 'faint clouds and light milky ways, dredging raindrops and sycamores', so your name was 'Shu Yutong'. Alas, thanks to the fact that I was also fond of poetry and literature when I was young, I would not even remember the origin of your name. Before your dad died, I went north to meet him, and I also met you when you were not yet a year old. To tell you the truth, you have looked like a dog since you were a child, with big eyes, like a beautiful female doll. Later, your mother borrowed money from me, saying that your grandfather went to Beijing and talked to your father about some family matters, but I can't remember exactly, as if she said that if you want him to support you, let your surname be Su? Or maybe they have some problems and can't support you? Probably so! Your mother said very vaguely. Anyway, after the meeting, your father fell ill with a sudden illness, and your parents didn't have a penny in savings, as if your grandfather didn't give a penny either! I sent two hundred to me, and then there was no follow-up. The next time I hear from your family, it's that you've drowned and your mother has committed suicide. In half a year, the family of three all left. In our circle, this is the only case of 'broken family', and everyone sighs. ”

"To tell you the truth, you look exactly like your dad when he was younger, and when I first met you, I thought he was cheating. If it weren't for the occupational disease, I wouldn't have investigated you, and I would have made you a drowning ghost. I don't know why you 'drowned', but I guess your grandfather is very suspicious. During the school period, your mother often complained to us, your grandfather is an extremely indifferent person, before your grandmother died, your mother was so sad that she had no master, but your grandfather actually left the hospital, saying that there were too many relatives there, messy, so that he didn't have the heart to deal with official business, and then ...... I don't even care if your grandmother is dead or alive. Your mother also said that it was probably because your grandmother was too resentful, and there were a lot of things in the family in those years. Your grandfather invited a master, and after that, he respectfully went to your grandmother's grave every year, and then he slowly got better. This...... Anyway, I'm a materialist, and I don't believe in it. Maybe the bigger the business, the more superstitious people become!"

"Your parents are very independent and strong people, and if they weren't forced to do so, they wouldn't have reached out to their families for money. But even if you asked for it, your grandfather didn't give it, and he turned a cold eye to what happened to his daughter's family...... Every time I think about it, it's really chilling! When you were a child, you were 'killed' and your mother committed suicide, which must have something to do with your grandfather's indifference. ”

The words that Lao Han said, Tong Tong imagined in his mind countless times, and often thought of tears streaming down his face.

Because when he opened his eyes, he was greeted not by the smiling faces of his parents, but by endless darkness.

It shouldn't be like this, not only him, but their family shouldn't have lived like this in the first place.

Therefore, when he saw the old man, Tong Tong wanted to pull his collar and question him, what was the truth in the first place, and why did he do it.

However, he had to swallow all the pain and try to pretend to be as light as possible, so that he could look like a mature adult, so that the old man could feel uncomfortable.

Su Changhe's superstition has continued until now, according to Tong Tong's investigation of him, he will personally go up the mountain to pay tribute to her every year during the Qingming Festival, the first day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, and the day of his wife's death. It's just that I didn't expect that their "grandfather and grandson" actually met in the cemetery.

Tong Tong was in a bad mood, and it wasn't until he went down the mountain that he remembered that he forgot to tell the master that he had Gu Leming's whereabouts.