Zhao Kuangran, who woke up, didn't know how long he had been asleep, first took out his copycat mobile phone, edited a hundred thousand urgent words, and explained that he was afraid that he would not be able to return to Beijing for ten days and half a month, and sent it to Yi Yinghuo, and after waiting for half an hour without replying, Zhao Kuangran turned off the copycat mobile phone, Zhao Kuangran couldn't figure it out, the first thing he thought of when he opened his eyes was Yi Yinghuo, did he really have feelings for that little girl? Shaking his head vigorously and shaking off those ridiculous ideas, Zhao Kuangran continued to look at the roof beams and was stunned, but the figure of the good girl lingered like a spell.

"Woke up so soon?" Lao Xiong bent down into the small room, looked at Zhao Kuang, who was stunned with his eyes open, and said chaotically, Gong San'er was blocked tightly behind Lao Xiong, and finally squeezed through Lao Xiong's wide body, and said with a flattering smile: "I said that this kid has hard bones and can wake up in two days." ”

"I've been sleeping like this for two days?" Zhao Kuang was incredulous, he just felt like he had taken a nap.

"What do you say?" Gong San'er touched his chin and said.

Zhao Kuangran was a little suspicious that Lao Xiong gave him the best medicine, and he slept for so long while lying down, but the injuries on his body healed quickly.

"Young man, don't run to me all day, you can rely on your youth now, and wait for you to suffer later." The old bear began to stir up the herbs, and the pungent smell permeated the hut.

Gong San'er pursed his lips disdainfully and said: "It's not rampant to be young, is it that when you are old, you go to the park to fight the old man, and you have no ambition." ”

The old bear pinched Gong San'er's fingers with a hand of lightning, and the painful guy begged for mercy again and again, and the old bear laughed and said, "You like to pick bones in eggs." ”

"The point is that you have a bone to pick on what you say." Gong San'er said a sentence quickly, and opened a distance from the old bear.

Lao Xiong shook his head helplessly, and continued to deal with the herbs, Zhao Kuang felt that Lao Xiong was a good person, after all, he was not related to others, and he could teach himself two sentences, which could be regarded as giving himself face.

"It's really a battle back to before the liberation, and now our brothers have nothing." Gong San'er complained, obviously still worried about Zhao Kuang's return of the key to Qian Guozhong.

Zhao Kuang scratched his head, speechless, as if he didn't feel that he had anything to do with Gong San'er.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, Qian Guozhong disappeared, and Qian Hai also fell, but he was helped up by the Qian family, but he has completely changed the dynasty." Gong San'er knocked on his head and suddenly remembered.

"Missing?" Zhao Kuang muttered nonsense, the meaning of this disappearance is very wide, and it is very close to death.

"Do you know who is in charge of Qian Hai now? Talk about it that scares your big teeth out. Gong San'er looked playful.

"Who?" Zhao Kuangran asked without thinking.

"Little monkey, the stuffy oil bottle came up all of a sudden, mainly because his father turned the tide, and it can be said that he bought Qian Hai." Gong San'er has a good look.

Zhao Kuangran thought about the timid young man again, when did he change, he didn't know, and suddenly felt that he had lost something, as if the bullet that followed their ass and had no city government was also changed beyond recognition by this mundane incident.

"Cheesy, all day long for this kind of thing joy and sorrow, in this era, there is no absolute, today's brilliance will fall into the stinky ditch tomorrow, no need to stammer, let alone look down on anyone." The old bear hit the nail on the head.

Gong San'er didn't let out a fart, he was worldly, but he was willing, but he didn't dare to say it, for fear of being ravaged by an old bear with a terrifying figure, and he was sullen.

"It's really muddy water, but we can't get in if we want to, and we don't have the qualifications to eat mud." Zhao Kuangran sighed and said, he may see more clearly as an outsider about these things, and he always feels that growing up with this attitude is the most perfect.

"That's half right, young people have to fight, if not for themselves, but for what they shoulder." Lao Xiong said lightly, although this is a complete rough man, but for this guy who has been abandoned by the world, he can see the world most clearly.

Zhao Kuangchao lost his mind for a moment, as if he had been lying down for a long time, and turning over would become a war, thinking about the things he was shouldering, a lot, so much so that Zhao Kuangran couldn't finish talking about it for the rest of his life, but he couldn't say it, he hid it very deep and deep silently, so deep that there was no such thing at all, but he could forget it? Maybe he's a guy who has lost his life, and he only cares if he can pull a few more people in the end, but how hard is it?

"Drank it." The old bear brought a bowl of steaming herbs that tasted very bad, and gently placed them in front of the bed.

Zhao Kuang replied: "What's the use of drinking it?" ”

Lao Xiong was stunned, he didn't expect Zhao Kuang to suddenly say such a sentence, and thought for a moment and said, "I can forget a qiē." ”

Zhao Kuang drank all the herbs that were bitter in his heart, and closed his eyes tightly, afraid that those ridiculous things would suddenly flow out.

What kind of era is this? Perhaps this is the best time for the majority and the worst time for the few, where you can be born in peace and die in peace, and you can be born in sorrow and die in sorrow. Some people want to change this era, some people want to adapt to this era, some people want to ignore this era, each has its own fate, and finally there are only a few days left to stand on the edge of this era, live further, take a step back and die.

Twenty-one years ago

In a small place called Qinglong Village in Xiaoxing'anling, two little old men held two cigarette guns, and the sunset pulled the shadows of these two old men.

"Wei Chi, for the sake of the Zhao family, you broke the destiny of heaven once at thirty o'clock, and finally fell into the separation of your wife, this time again," one of the old men with a sheep's horn beard frowned.

The older old man shook his head slightly, and finally looked at the sunset and said, "My half life, I can't live for a few days, Liu Scissors, are you in a hurry these days?" ”

The old man with a sheep's horn beard wanted to speak and stopped, quietly looking at a little girl who was returning with a half-year-old child on her back, her face was extraordinarily old, and she muttered in her mouth: "The Zhao family is gone, these two children have a bad life, but you can spare an old life to protect it, this is how much yin virtue has been accumulated." ”

The old man finally smiled, took a deep breath of the cigarette gun and said, "The girl's life is not good, but the boy can be more angry than his father when he grows up." ”

The old man with a sheep's horn took a breath of cold air, looked at the child who was asleep in the basket again, and suddenly laughed mockingly: "No matter whether this child can compare to Zhao Baima, anyway, this child will never remember a bad old man like you for the rest of his life." ”

The old man laughed, and the sunset was now gone.

When he opened his eyes again, the dazed Zhao Kuangran didn't know how long it had been, most of the gauze on his body had been removed, and there was no one in the hut, just as Zhao Kuangran wanted to shout something, the door suddenly opened, and the person who came was a stranger, an old man in his sixties.

"You're the young man who hurt the eagle?" The old man exudes a suffocating momentum, which makes people imagine how invincible the old man was when he was young.

Zhao Kuang sat up on the bed and nodded slightly, could it be that someone from the Qian family came to the door? But look at the old man, although he is crazy, there is no hostility.

The old man strode to the bed, took Zhao Kuangran's left hand a little rudely, and held it tightly, and Zhao Kuangchao broke out in a cold sweat in pain.

"What kind of punch are you practicing?" The old man asked anxiously as he let go of his calloused hand.

Zhao Kuang shook his head, where would he have any southern fists and northern legs.

The old man looked at Zhao Kuanglan with a strange expression, walking back and forth in the house, and finally suddenly thought of something: "Your name is Zhao Kuangran?" ”

Zhao Kuang nodded with a smile, thinking about what this old man was thinking.

"What the hell, with your wild way, Lin Ying can't get up until now, you don't have to be afraid, I am half of Lin Ying's master, not here to take revenge, and the uncompetitive apprentice is not worth my personal action, Gong San'er owed me a personal favor back then, so I found this place to meet your deity." The old man finally stopped, and his sharp eyes looked at Zhao Kuangchao again, but in the end, he didn't see anything, flicked his sleeves, and left the room a little unwillingly, making Zhao Kuangchao completely unable to distinguish his mind.

Gong San'er, who was sweating profusely, walked in, and explained with Zhao Kuang's confused expression: "That old man is half of Lin Ying's master, but don't worry, he is not from the Qian family, or he disdains the Qian family. ”

"Big shots?" Zhao Kuang was stunned for a long time to find such a sentence.

Gong San'er continued to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and said: "The real big man, what kind of shit luck did you kid go, when you get better, this old man wants to see you, if you can get in touch with him, the Beijing-Tianjin circle, the entire northern circle, we can also walk sideways." ”

"Is that good?" Zhao Kuang felt that this old man was not easy to deal with, and with his strange temper, maybe one day they would touch their heads.

"We don't have a choice." Gong San'er took out the cigarette case with a trembling hand, and finally put it back honestly, it seems that this young master was frightened by this uninvited guest, this is also the first time Zhao Kuanglan saw Gong San'er's frightened expression, from the fear in his bones.