"When your grandfather disappeared, Dad was already in his early forties, and he was still in the sea of blood, and the Lu family was already involved in various things. But your second uncle, he is just a useless man, who has just married his first wife, but because he is his first son, his voice is no lower than mine. Usually, your grandfather loves him more than I do!"

"Is this fair?" When Lu Yang asked about this, he suppressed his feelings for decades, and Minglu took all the sins himself, a fact that suddenly turned Lu Yang from a gentleman to a devil.

Lu Xiaofeng felt hysterical and swallowed hard: "It's really unfair, but ......"

"Not a lot, but!" Yang Lu isn't really crazy. He's clearly a guy who can control his emotions very well. He only needed one breath to calm down, and looked at Feng Lu coldly: "Don't forget whose son you are!"

"Now the long house has a lot of potential, and our father and son have to have tails. But I want you to remember that in your life, your uncle died in a struggle against the fate of our common son. Yang Lu's eyes were full of hatred: "You must be smart, defeat Lu Zhishen, and become the next head of Lu Zhishen's family, not for me and your uncle, but for yourself bastard!"

Feng Lu stared at Yang Lu. At this time, although he still couldn't fully understand the innate deficiencies of this bastard, he nodded heavily after all, but what he said in his heart was: "Lu Zhishen will not give up, I will definitely defeat you, not because I am this bastard, but because I am Feng Lu!"

The winds of early winter are already cool. The bamboo groves on both sides of the cemetery trembled at this. Some of the last yellow leaves can no longer remain on the branches, and they fall to the ground and become desolate.

It still smells of chestnut wine, and there's an old woman on crutches. The difference is that the companions are different.

Tian Kang and Luo Hui had different expressions when they saw Liu Pengfei's grave. The former was silent, while the latter wept.

Bu Han Ruomin took back the wine jug, stared at the tombstone, and muttered: "Son, in the past eighteen years, the person who hurt you has got what he deserves, and Mr. and Mrs. Chen, who are very good to you, have come to see you......"

Tian Kang's eyes flashed: "Brother Peng Fei, along the way, I originally had many words of thanks, but maybe because you have heard it, I can't say it now... All I can say is that without you, I would have three families today. Don't worry, your mother is my Tian Kang's mother, and I will be your good son!"

"Second master, this old woman is not worthy!" Buhan Ruomin glanced at Tian Kang gently: "This old lady is old and useless......"

"The old lady must not say that, Tian Kang is not empty talk!" Tian Kangsu said: "When I come back today, I will report to my father, recognize you as my adoptive mother, and then take you to the inner castle to enjoy happiness." ”

"The old lady understands you, the second master, the young master will not abandon you. Your father and your son are merciful and upright men. Naturally, they will not be so hypocritical. But Han Ruomin smiled: "It's just that the old woman plans to stay here with my son." Your father and son have just returned to Red Hill and have many important things to do. You can go back first and don't think about me. ”

"What's going on?" Tian Kang was surprised: "How can we leave you alone in such a desolate cemetery?"

Lu Buwei put down his crutches with a smile, leaned on Liu Pengfei's tombstone, and gently stroked Liu Pengfei's tombstone: "Eighteen years have passed, eighteen years have passed, and the old lady is pretending to be crazy and stupid, just to complete what a mother should do." Now that what I can do for my son has been done, the old woman I... I have nothing to worry about......"

Lu Zhishen didn't give up his heart and thumped it hard. He knew that this prophecy was not sustained, and his heart was dead and alive. He took a few steps towards Tian Kang. He also slowly squatted down and grabbed his thin hand: "Grandma, why aren't you worried? You have little leopards, aren't they your concern?"

"Haha......" Bu Han Ruomin looked at Lu Zhishen's eyes and felt a little gentle. "Little leopards, they have the feeling of not abandoning their owners, and there is no need for the old lady to worry......"

Lu never gave up the tip of her nose. "Even if they don't need grandma to worry about you, they still need you to worry about the most important people. ”

"Who?" Bu Wei frowned coldly, she was ready, after the memorial service for her son, he found a quiet place to die, but she didn't want Lu Jue to abandon the guilt of the family, how much would she want to explain, but she didn't want to, Lu Jue had already had the same strong insight into the world through her heart.

Lu Buqi replied with a smile: "Uncle Peng Fei, he needs your attention!"

"My son, is he ......" Buwei's cold eyes were full of sadness and a little confused.

Lu Buqi said: "Uncle Peng Fei died, but I heard someone say that the end of a person's life is not calculated when he dies, but when everyone forgets him. ”

After a short pause and digestion, Lu Buqi continued: "Uncle Peng Fei passed away 18 years ago, but he is still alive in your grandmother's heart. Only grandma's heart, he is the most alive,"

"If something happens to you, Uncle Peng Fei is really dead. While we'll remember him for the rest of our lives, it will eventually become more and more blurred... Maybe one day, the Uncle Peng Fei in our minds will no longer be him, but just a name. What about you... Do you have a heart?"

Turbid tears welled up, Bu Wen choked up and looked at Lu Zhishen: "This ......"

Lu Buqi smiled: "Grandma, you should listen to your father's words, live well, and use Uncle Peng Fei's most vivid image in the world." Only in this way can you better continue Uncle Peng Fei's life, don't you think?"

Bu Han Ruomin wiped his eyes lightly, and suddenly showed a bright smile: "Don't give up... Thank you ......."

Tian Kang and Luo Hui looked at each other and smiled proudly. They never imagined that their son was only 16 years old, but he had such a brilliant and extraordinary mind that even an old man with a heart for life and death could be brought back. Li Qiao didn't regret it, but he also looked at Lu Jue with shining eyes. She found that her master was sometimes as wise as Confucius

"The family doesn't say a word. You are my grandmother. It's my job to make you happy. Why should I say thank you?" Lu Buqi slowly pulled up Bu Hanruomin: "You can live as long as you want, educate the little leopards well, make them as filial as Uncle Peng Fei, and let more people remember Uncle Peng Fei." That's nice. ”

"Yes, adoptive mother, I just want to ask you what Brother Peng Fei looked like when he was young!" Tian Kang smiled beside him and said, "I really don't remember a subordinate who taught another tactic. ”