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Chapter 298 Suffering Hardship, Should You Not

The farce ended dramatically before it alarmed all the guests on board. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The amber glass fell to the ground, and the transparent wine fell all over the ground along with the fragments, crisp and pleasant, Wang Lie looked up, but he could no longer see the woman on the third deck.

Glancing at each other, Zhao Huchen and Wang Lie turned around and disappeared into the crowd at the same time.

Although the fire of gossip was burning, after all, the guests on this ship were much more reserved than the people in the market, and the discussion slowly dispersed after a while.

It's just that these gossips have entered the ears of Han Shushu who is accompanying his parents and elders, and he is surprised, no need to ask, just from the description in the mouths of those people, he knows that one of the people who fought is Zhao Huchen, and the other Han Shushu can ignore it, but Zhao Huchen She can't be regarded as not hearing, so she has to take care of it, and gently sued a crime, the adults at the table were suddenly a little surprised, everyone knows that Han Shushu is well-behaved and sensible, from the beginning of the year, this will be the adults chatting, Although the generation can't interject, Han Shushu is sitting here with the birthday star's grandmother, although it is not a big deal to leave the table, but children who know the rules will not be so reckless.

But since he opened his mouth, there must be something.

"If you have anything to do with calligraphy and painting, go first." The first to open his mouth and answer first is a mellow man with a restrained temperament and a face like Maitreya, this man has a very kind face, no need to laugh deliberately, just sitting there without saying a word makes people feel that he is smiling, so close and easy to talk, a good gentleman and a kind elder.

In the man's arms sat a child blinking and licking a lollipop, it was Lingzhi.

"Thank you, Uncle Xi." Han Shushu said softly.

The man opened his mouth, and the others were embarrassed to say anything, so Han Shushu got up and left.

Looking at Han calligraphy and painting leaving, the man smiled and said to the old man of the Han family, "Old Han, this calligraphy and painting is getting more and more smart, I heard my father say that it has the style of an aunt in the early years." ”

According to the age of the man, it is not too much to call Mr. Han Uncle Han, saying that Mr. Han is an honorific title, and that aunt is of course talking about Grandma Han who is smiling next to her.

"Calligraphy and painting are better than blue." Grandma Han took over the conversation with a smile, and she was relieved.

The man joked, "Auntie, as far as I know, calligraphy and painting haven't been matched yet, right?" I wonder if she has a crush on her? ”

"We old men don't care about the affairs of the younger generations, our children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and she knows how to choose." Han Lao said, this is not serious, but it blocked the man's voiceover, the man smiled and nodded, understood in his heart, and no longer entangled.

To the north, far from the city of the light and the strange 6, a national highway stretches as far as the eye can see.

This is already deep in the mountains, and the national highway has become a provincial road, and then it has become a mountain road, and it is difficult for ordinary cars to get in.

A green hill stretches endlessly, and the mountain hides countless secrets, as it has always been for thousands of years, silent in the night, and occasionally one or two beasts roaring and birdsong add a little vitality and a little horror and gloom.

There are no street lights around the mountain road, the only light source is the headlights of the car driving by, the headlights shine very far, far encompassing the mountain wall, the woods, and finally return to the road, it is pitch black in the distance, this is not a flat mountain road extends from the dark darkness, falls to the feet, what is behind the darkness no one knows.

Zhaojia Village, hidden in the depths of the mountains in countless poor ravines living an almost primitive life of one of the villages, there are no hidden masters, no buried treasures, and no dragons descend to earth, this village is ordinary, with the backwardness and noise of ordinary villages, as well as the unity and tranquility of ordinary villages.

It was late at night, and there was no one walking around the village, not even a single light was seen.

A Land Rover drove into the village where the tractor of the village clerk was difficult to drive on weekdays, the wheels were crushing the mud, and the headlights woke up many of the hunting dogs in their homes, and for a while the dogs barked and the people's drinking voices were as noisy as boiling water, and some curious adults walked to the door with their coats on, and crossed the mud fence to see the big car that was the first to be encountered in the village.

Most of the villagers who were supposed to be asleep woke up and gathered around to mutter.

"Pillar, that's a big car, isn't it? Which one? A villager over half a hundred asked in a loud voice.

"It's a big car, I saw it when I was working in the city, it seems to be called an off-road vehicle, I don't know which one, and I haven't heard of anyone with such rich relatives, Xing met a nail on the road and came to the village to spend the night." The man named the pillar shook his head and guessed that the donkey's lips were not the right for the horse's mouth, but it was much more reliable than those uninformed villagers.

"Just saw that cart go to Taidou's house?" A village woman said.

"Maybe it's Mr. Zhao's friend in the city, Mr. Zhao studied in college in his early years, he is a literate person, and his friends can probably afford to drive this big car." A man laughed.

"Friend, what friend? I don't think this is a friend, if it is really a friend, Mr. Zhao has lived in the village for more than ten years, and he can not visit him at all? But the three watches suddenly came out in the middle of the night, which is the same as the bamboo leaves in the mountains, not seeing the best, and seeing it, you can't help but take a bite. An abrupt voice rang out, but it was immediately drowned out.

At the end of Zhaojia Village, on the innermost side of the mountain, there is a very unusual and inconspicuous yard, the same poverty, the same pattern, the same dilapidation, but not the same clean, tidy and refreshing, then the Land Rover is parked at the gate of this yard.

There is a building in the courtyard, which is not high, but it is the most luxurious building in the village.

In the eyes of the Zhao villagers, the unattainable building is pitiful in the eyes of the people in the city.

The car stopped, the lights in the house also turned on, and the first thing that came out was a slender hunting dog, inconspicuous, but with bright eyes and a vigorous body, and it did not bark when it came out and guarded the door, but just crawled and made a gesture of wanting to attack.

The car door opened, and the first to jump down was a man in his sixties, powerful and unremarkable.

When I opened the car door, it was a foot wearing sweatpants and shoes that landed on the broken ground in Zhaojia Village, and then it came out and it was a woman.

The aura is like a Buddha, the heart is trembling, charming and natural, this woman's charm is like strong wine.

Middle-aged, like forty years old, and like thirty years old, I don't want to, but I still wonder if I'm only twenty years old? Such a woman who can't tell her age has a sad face at this time, like Guanyin who has moved her heart, whose suffering is she grieving?

The man didn't say a word to protect the woman, the woman lifted her feet, and the black-haired hound at the door made a threatening rumbling sound in his throat, and the man's eyes changed, and in an instant, the bland momentum was as majestic as a dragon, and he took three steps forward and stood in front of the woman.

"Kuroko, come back." In the courtyard, standing under the eaves, I don't know how suitable a pair of men and women appeared, both of whom were middle-aged, the men were as gentle as ancient scrolls, and the women were graceful and delicate, a good pair.

The man's name is Cho Tae-dou, and the woman is his wife.

The hound, who was quite spiritual, turned his head and went back to the courtyard when he heard the man's shouting, and without any command, he squatted on the ground and looked at the strange human at the gate of the courtyard.

Zhao Taidou walked out of the yard, personally opened the fence, stood in front of the woman, and said, "You are the person on the phone, right?" ”

The woman nodded.

"Come in." Cho Tae-dou waved his hand, turned around and led his wife into the house, followed by the woman and the man.

Inside the house, there is no decoration, everything is very simple, almost everything is useful and clean.

The woman stood in the center of the room, and Zhao Taidou took a chair and put it next to the woman, asking, "Do you want tea?" ”

"I don't drink anymore." The woman sat down and shook her head.

"It's okay not to drink it, in fact, if you say that you want to drink it, it's hard for me, there is no good tea at home, it's all some wild tea picked in the mountains, of course, the taste is far less delicious than those famous tea camellia, it's very bitter, and ordinary people can't stand it." Zhao Taidou sat opposite the woman and said.

Zhao Taidou's wife stood beside Zhao Taidou, she knew that this woman would come, but she didn't know why she came and didn't know what her identity was, but when she contacted her husband a few days ago, she suddenly asked for a clear address and location and said that she was coming over.

"You must be confused about who I am and what I mean." It could be seen that the woman who was a little tired after the journey smiled slightly, full of aura.

Zhao Taidou and his wife didn't speak, and the woman's words were not finished.

"I'm here, in fact, I'm looking for someone, and as far as I know, you have a close relationship with the person I'm looking for, so I wonder if I can find them through you." The woman said softly.

"Isn't it Zhao Laoji?" Zhao Taidou's wife couldn't help but say.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and said softly, "Zhao Laoji? This may be his alias, his real name is Zhao Dongyang, he has two sons and a daughter, neither of whom is by his side, if I guess correctly, he also has a grandson by his side, the name is unknown. ”

Zhao Taidou frowned and did not speak.

"Who are you?" Zhao Taidou's wife asked in a rare hurried and serious tone.

"I know what you're thinking, I'm not the child's mother, I'm Zhao Dongyang's daughter, that is, the child's aunt." The woman said.

Cho Tae-doo's wife took a deep breath and suddenly did something that no one expected.

She, the woman who has been gentle and soft all her life, a woman who has never blushed with anyone and quarreled loudly, a woman who is powerless, actually raised her hand and slapped her

Crisp and loud.

"If my mother is not there, can my aunt be a mother?" There were tears in her eyes.

"Yes." The woman who was beaten stretched out her hand to stop the movement of the man behind her, not covering her red and swollen face, not surprised or excited, and calm as before.

"Then you won't be unjustly slapped in the face."