When Du Heng's words came out, everyone present gasped, and the people of the Zhao family in this courtyard knew that Si Heng was not Du Heng's son.

For the first time, Mrs. Zhao's heart felt a little uncomfortable. When the catastrophe came, others avoided it, and the mallow she once admired had already run away before the Japanese came. And Du Heng, who she has always disliked, is back, and she can still say such things at a critical moment.

Zhao Shinan looked at Du Heng and looked at each other, he understood her intentions. But his heart was torn to the ground of blood. Children are the pain of her life. In order to seek a child, she was shaped like a tree, and almost died of depression in the old house in Yangzhou; because she had no children, she was forced to leave home thousands of miles away, and wandered alone in Beiping like a wanderer. The sorrows of her life all stem from her children. But at this moment, she can poke this thorn into her heart again, just to save his only bloodline.

Zhao Shinan looked at Du Heng, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and there was a faint brilliance in his eyebrows. In this life, he has not wasted his life, his woman, his wife, is worthy of his lifelong love.

Poria looked at Zhao Shinan and Du Heng, and suddenly understood. She had only seen Du Heng once in the night, and at that time she didn't think that there was anything special about the delicate-looking woman who could make the young master worry about her stomach for so many years, drunk and dreaming of death. But now, her heart can be calm. Such a woman is the one who meets any man in the world, and he can't help but fall in love and can't help but be concerned, right?

Poria is smart, and she doesn't have time for her to hesitate, she can't bear her son, but at this moment, as long as there is a way to save her son's life, she will not hesitate to push her son up. Poria pinched Si Heng fiercely, where could the seven-year-old child withstand her so strong pinch, howled loudly, and shouted "Mother", Poria took the opportunity to push Si Heng hard from behind, the child shouted Niang, but fell in the direction of Du Heng, in the eyes of outsiders, it really looked like Du Heng's son cried and pounced. Du Heng strode over, picked up Siheng and walked out. Where did Si Heng understand, he naturally struggled.

Tanaka looked at the fluttering Si Heng and Du Heng, who was holding the child tightly, and shouted coldly: "Slow!" and continued, "You can go, but the child can't." ”

Du Heng glanced at Tanaka and said to Secretary Guo: "This is my child, they won't be kind if they stay in the Zhao family." I've been separated from my child for a long time, and now I have to take it away, or you're going to shoot me, and I'll never go with you. ”

Secretary Guo's heart moved, the Zhao family would not treat him well? Suddenly it dawned on him, this woman is powerful, and she has children with Bai Qing? No wonder Bai Qing is so attentive, and she has risked her life several times to save her. However, with a child, Minister Zhou's coercion of Bai Qing has multiple bargaining chips, which is a good thing. Secretary Guo looked at Tanaka: "The child should be taken away." ”

Tanaka is a cunning person, although he doesn't know the relationship here, but he looked at the child who was not familiar with Du Heng, and he already had a faint suspicion in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "How can you prove that the child is yours?"

Du Heng looked around at the people in the courtyard and said, "You can ask anyone casually." They can all prove that the child is mine. ”

Tanaka looked at the child in Du Heng's arms and kept fluttering and looked at Poria Cocos, raised his hand and pointed at Poria and asked coldly, "You say, whose child is it?"

Tanaka's voice was very cold, Poria cocos' scalp was numb, looking at Tanaka's body was trembling, his lips trembled, he turned his eyes to look at Siheng, and replied in a low voice: "Yes, it's the young grandmother." When she said this, she couldn't tell whether her heart was dripping blood or hurting.

Du Heng saw that Tanaka was still full of doubts, and asked coldly: "How can you prove that the child is not mine?" said and looked at Secretary Guo and said, "If you don't let me take the child, then I will stay here with the child, I think it's safer than outside, and there are people guarding the door." As he spoke, he hugged the child and walked inside.

Secretary Guo hurriedly pulled Du Heng back, this aunt is really a calf with a temper, not afraid of guns and not afraid of death. But Minister Zhou had to let her take her. Secretary Guo had no choice but to bite the bullet and help: "The child is hers, let her take it, otherwise Minister Zhou will not be able to deal with it, do you want to call Lieutenant General Tashiro again?"

Okamoto couldn't sit still anymore, and the two of them were talking in Japanese. Tanaka hesitated: "The child can't let it go, I'm afraid that Cheng Yuejin won't be able to get it." ”

Okamoto frowned: "Isn't it just a child, what's the effect? The Shina man has soft bones, and he pees his pants as soon as the gunshots go off, otherwise our Great Japanese Empire will not take so many cities unhindered." The two talked for a long time, seeing that Tanaka was still frowning, Okamoto was a little impatient, the Japanese government wanted Cheng Yuejin, he could cooperate, but Lieutenant General Tashiro's blame, he couldn't afford it, Okamoto waved at Secretary Guo and Du Heng, and jumped a word in stiff Chinese: "Go!"

Du Heng hugged the struggling Si Heng hard, only staring at Zhao Shinan tightly, his eyes were facing each other, and that glance was a myriad of desires. The obsession, attachment, and reluctance in the eyebrows and eyes, but they want to put on a stiff coat. Zhao Shinan wanted to see Du Heng a little more clearly, a little more clearly, so that in the next life, he would not fail to recognize her. The most beautiful thing about Du Heng is those eyes, smart and affectionate. He wrote it down, and carefully carved those eyebrows and eyes in his heart.

Du Heng looked at Zhao Shinan stupidly, with his angular face, his narrow and raised eyebrows, and his iron-like arrogance, this was her husband. Even if she can't give birth to an heir for him, even if she is handed a letter of divorce by him, even if she is removed from the family tree by him, but even if the mountains and rivers fall apart, he is still her only husband in this life.

She didn't know when she would be able to meet, if she couldn't meet—she didn't dare to think about it, but said in a low but determined voice: "Don't forget the Qinhuai River, what you promised me." ”

Zhao Shinan raised his eyes and smiled, how could he forget that he was young and frivolous, and she was delicate and clear, and made an appointment to take her across the Lechuan River by Qin Huai. Zhao Shinan nodded lightly, he would definitely remember it.

If he can't ask for a consummation in this life, he will not give up, even if he is waiting by the Lechuan River, he will definitely promise another afterlife. Love is not suspicious, and they will live together in the future.

Secretary Guo coughed softly, Du Heng gritted his teeth, and strode out with Siheng in his arms. Poria pushed the back of her hand into her mouth and bit out the blood. She was afraid that she would cry out loud.

Zhao Shinan stared at Du Heng's departing figure, standing for a long time, until Du Heng's shadow cast on the ground could not be seen, and then slowly walked back. Back to the house where he and Du Heng once lived, there was a candle lit in the house, and the candle was covered with a copper cover.

Zhao Shinan sat by Du Heng's makeup mirror table, Du Heng slept here on the night of the cave room, and he couldn't wait to drool; the next day Du Heng put on a chess game to embarrass him, his eyes gurgled and flashed; Du Heng's eyebrows and eyes were happy to eat steamed buns on a rainy night, all of which flashed in Zhao Shinan's heart. He divorced his wife after all, but the only wife in his life was that woman.

Zhao Shinan's fingers caressed every object, and he trembled a little. There was a jade bracelet in his hand, it was the fake bracelet that Mallows had been looking for, and as soon as Zhao Shinan raised his hand, the bracelet made a crisp cracking sound on the ground. All the filth of this life is gone. I just hope that in the next life, it will not be so difficult again.

Du Heng returned to Du's house with Si Heng in his arms, but met Pei Lan's anxious gaze: "Heng'er, did you see Ruo'er?" Looking at Si Heng, who was still crying in Du Heng's hand, he couldn't help asking: "This is?" But he looked at the face that was seven points similar to Zhao Shinan, and it was already clear, "Shi Nan's son?"

Du Heng nodded: "Is Ruo'er gone?"

Peilan's tears were about to come out: "I don't know where to go, my body was hot in the afternoon, your brother and I fell asleep, and we were busy packing up our things and running away, so I went to the back room to look for her, but I couldn't find her." Your brother took a few of his men out to look for ------"

Du Heng comforted Pei Lan: "Don't worry, Ji people have their own natural appearance, Ruo'er will be fine." Saying that, he looked at Secretary Guo and pleaded, "Please wait for my brother and niece to come back, and then we will go together." ”

Secretary Guo's brows furrowed, but he had no choice but to sit in the classroom and wait impatiently. Pei Lan instructed his subordinates to prepare some food for Secretary Guo and the others to comfort, but looked at the door from time to time, hoping that Du Zhong would come back quickly. Tears and Du Heng nagged: "It's all my fault, I should have been watching, it was too chaotic in the afternoon, everyone was making a fuss, it must be Ruo'er who ran out by herself, no one saw it----- blame me--------"

More than two hours passed, Du Zhong and his subordinates came back, looking at Pei Lan, anxiety and guilt made this usually heavy man a little lost: "I have searched all over the city, and no one has seen it." I asked many people, but I didn't see them. ”

Pei Lan's tears were like beads with broken threads: "What should I do then? Ruo'er doesn't know how it is now-"

Du Heng felt a cat-scratching pain in his heart, turned his head to look at Secretary Guo and said, "Secretary Guo, my little niece can't be found, can I give a grace period of two days, and when we find the child, we will leave immediately." ”

Secretary Guo was already anxious to wait, and his family had already arrived in Chongqing with Minister Zhou, and Minister Zhou's old slippery head had already held him hostage in disguise. He just didn't take Du Heng and ran away by himself, and the monk couldn't run away from the temple, and the lives of the family were in the hands of Minister Zhou. Now that he braved the bullets of the Japanese to take Du Heng away, it was already hot enough, and he still had to wait? He couldn't hold back any longer, pulled out the gun from a soldier next to him, and pressed it against Siheng: "You are enough, play tricks again, I will kill him first." ”

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