Chapter Seventy-Three: Sending Paintings

At night, it's time for Xia Shuanghan to "fall asleep", but just like in April, Xia Shuanghan, who went back to the house to rest in the name of "sleeping", is actually still in the "murderous house" belonging to Lu Shaoyun in the upper reaches of the Huitong River. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If the planning and deliberation that should be discussed are now over, then it is now time to enter the stage of training Xia Shuanghan.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of just in case, although the task assigned to Xia Shuanghan does not include the content of "letting her enter the Qiuzi Mountains with Lu Shaoyun and Lin Xiran to steal the map". However, in order to deal with all kinds of possible emergencies, it is always necessary to carry out some necessary emergency escape training for Xia Shuanghan.

So, after many nights of rigorous training, Xia Shuanghan, who felt deep lack of sleep, changed the habit of never taking a lunch break since he could remember, and took a nap in the afternoon.

"It's weird, what's wrong with my sister, she's not sick or in pain, why did she suddenly fall asleep? Daddy, do you think we should get a doctor back to show my sister? ”

Xia Jingzhi, who knew the reason for Xia Shuang's cold nap, fooled his young son in a few words, but he couldn't help but feel a little distressed about his daughter who was tired and yawned every morning.

"Is there such a big difference between men and women?" Another night, facing Lu Shaoyun and Lin Xiran, who also went to bed late and got up early every day but were always energetic, Xia Shuanghan felt very depressed. "Why am you both so sleepy?"

"This ...... Actually, we're all used to it. "Yes, Lin Xiran and Lu Shaoyun, one of them is a fast arrester who investigates all kinds of homicides day and night all year round, and the other is a Daxia soldier who has been rotating his night at the border or Jin Wuwei, they are used to staying up late, and it is completely natural to get used to it.

"Well, it's still you guys who are good, I'm ashamed of myself and admit defeat." After finishing another training, Xia Shuanghan, who was in a state of distress, handed Lin Xiran a scroll to him before he said goodbye. "This is a little bit of my heart, you can open it and take a look."

The unfolded scroll depicts a blooming Junzi orchid, which is Lin Xiran's mother's favorite flower during her lifetime.

After these days of getting along, Xia Shuanghan, who she didn't know much about Lin Xiran in her previous life, slowly gained a deeper understanding after establishing a partnership with her. For example, Lin Xiran's mother who died early and his tortuous growth history.

Although Lin Xiran is nominally the eldest son of Zhongqinbo, his father's preferred heir to the family is not him. When Lin Xiran's mother was alive, because her relationship with her husband was not deep, after Lin Xiran was born, although he had such a unique identity as the eldest son, he never got the favor of his father.

When Lin Xiran was nine years old, his mother was bedridden for several months and did not improve, as a husband, Uncle Lin not only did not care about and take care of his wife, but also played fools with his cousin (that is, Lin Xiran's current stepmother) in front of his wife's bed, which finally caused his wife to be angry and died suddenly.

According to the customs of Bactria , when an immediate family member or spouse dies, it is generally necessary to keep the corresponding year before the happy event can be held. Only in special circumstances such as Xia Shuanghan (not young, parents are dead, helpless, seriously ill), can occasionally make an exception to handle the marriage when there is no 77 and less than 100 days.

However, Uncle Lin, who did not have any special circumstances, was unwilling to wait even a year after the death of his wife (in fact, he couldn't wait), so he hurriedly welcomed his pregnant cousin into the door within 100 days.

At this point, Uncle Lin's actions completely wiped out the already weak father-son relationship between him and Lin Xiran, and further led to the strangeness of father and son in the future.

After Lin Xiran's stepmother married into the Lin Mansion, she was afraid of Lin Xiran's head and horns at a young age and the huge dowry left by Lin Xiran's biological mother who tried to occupy it, so she had designed to harm Lin Xiran many times. But with the help of several loyal servants left by his mother, Lin Xiran, who was young, finally survived.

At the age of thirteen, in order to get rid of his stepmother, who had always been eyeing him and had ill intentions, Lin Xiran tried the method of joining the army, but unfortunately failed. So, after three years of patience in Taoguang's quiet mind, he finally left Lin Xiran of the Lin family as a martial artist, went to the south of the Yangtze River, and created a free world for himself by his own efforts.

It's just that even though Lin Xiran left the country and has always coveted his stepmother, who inherited the huge amount of property inherited from his deceased mother, he has always been a thief. In order to get this property, the stepmother finally came up with the idea of "teaming up with her niece to hold Lin Xiran's property in the palm of her hand by marrying".

So, Lin Xiran, who was transferred back to the capital under the intervention of his biological father, couldn't bear to go to the palace to ask for an order, and finally got a happy ending of completely parting ways with the Lin family and drawing a clear line.

"This is ......" Looking at the slim Junzi Orchid on the scroll, Lin Xiran's voice couldn't help but choke a little.

"I'm leaving Beijing at the end of the month, so why don't you go to your mother's grave before you leave? Although I don't know if it's true or false that you said that your mother likes the Cangmanshan Waterfall, I'm sure your mother will like it. ”

"Thank you so much for Frost Cold." Lin Xiran, who rolled up the scroll, bowed gratefully to Xia Shuanghan.

Xia Shuanghan, who turned away and didn't want to be polite, said with a smile: "There's nothing to be thankful for, as a child without a mother, I just have some feelings about your situation." ”

Standing aside, looking at Lu Shaoyun, who was talking and laughing with Xia Shuanghan and Lin Xiran, he couldn't help but feel two sour bubbles in his heart: "Shuang Han has never painted for me!" ”

But soon, he suppressed the little displeasure in his heart: fighting with an elder, and also with an elder who had passed away, which was too petty.

However, it seems a bit unreasonable to not argue at all?

So, Lu Shaoyun, who wanted to find psychological balance for himself, after escorting Xia Shuanghan home, took advantage of the short time spent alone with her to tentatively come up with his own conditions.

"Shuang Han, if you want to go to your mother's grave before you leave Beijing, can I also go with you?" In the dimly lit bedroom of Xia Shuanghan, Lu Shaoyun, who was reluctant to leave immediately, cautiously tried to open his mouth.

Hearing this, Xia Shuanghan raised his eyebrows and said, "Why are you so sure that my mother must have a grave and a monument?" Have you ever heard that the Rong people don't believe in ghosts and gods, don't believe in the afterlife, don't believe in the underworld, and always insist that after death, dust returns to dust and earth returns to earth, so tree burial has always been used? ”

"I've heard of it, but isn't Uncle Lu Han, Han people pay attention to the joint burial of husband and wife, so I think, your mother should have a tomb and a monument!"

...... "Do you want to recognize your mother-in-law in advance?" Facing Lu Shaoyun's cautious and somewhat pitiful tone, Xia Shuanghan, who was so soft in his heart, could only sigh helplessly and frustratedly: "I know, let's go together before leaving Beijing." ”