The main house is about 50 square meters, the old-fashioned Republic of China period house layout, carved mahogany eight immortal table in the center, eight guest chairs and tea tables on both sides of the eight immortal table, in the center of the front is placed a four-foot wide gold-edged Taishi chair, the chair surface is spread out a tiger skin, and there are snow-white mink fleece on both sides of the armrest, which is dazzling.

Directly above the top of the Taishi chair, a huge black and white portrait hangs.

The old man in the portrait is in good spirits, with a hard silhouette, dressed in a green military uniform, and his chest is full of dense gold medals, but the epaulettes representing the level on the military uniform seem to have been artificially torn off, and I don't know what level the old man is.

This is the big boss of the old Su family.

Regarding the origin of the title of the big boss, Suning vaguely remembered that the old man used to be a famous ringing horse in the Panzi Mountain area of Guannei, and when the war came, he led his subordinates to defend his homeland and fight bloodily, and the bandit number of the big boss has been following him all his life.

The old man's surname is very strong, stubborn, stubborn, tough, and especially loves to talk about rules. He hopes to pass on the pride flowing in the bone marrow by word and deed, which is a brand belonging to the family, which has nothing to do with fame and fortune, and is higher than life and death.

The old man didn't leave anything for the house, only this old mansion and some old objects in the house, of course, if it wasn't for a few years later, Xueba Suning found a piece of Qi Nan from the old mansion that was extinct at that time, he wouldn't think that the objects in the old mansion were anything rare.

Qi Nan agarwood, in the next few decades, will have immeasurable value for the study of human potential. Because Qinan agarwood contains a substance, as long as it is extracted and combined with several materials, it can activate the memory of the living surname.

The purpose of Suning's trip is also this, those experienced future memory fragments have been determined to be taken over and stored by the subconscious, as long as you follow Xueba's method, the memory fragments can be reactivated.

Suning couldn't help but want to give it a try, but he couldn't do anything about it with Baoshan in front of him, the huge gap was too torturous, even if he failed, he wouldn't lose anything. So he's going to give it a try anyway.

Suning walked around to the back of the Taishi chair, and when he looked down, he saw a gray-brown wooden strip about one centimeter thick and one inch long under the leg of the tea table on the right.

Suning couldn't help but feel relaxed in his heart, quickly squatted down, held up the tea table, carefully pulled out the wooden stick, and then immediately picked up the prepared waste newspaper and stuffed it in.

Suning stood up and carefully studied the wooden strip in front of him. Exactly like in memory, gray-brown with a smooth texture. Immediately, he leaned his face up, sniffed carefully, and a refreshing light fragrance came to the tip of his nose.

Genuine Qi Nan agarwood.

got Qi Nan, Suning couldn't help but sigh, according to the size of this piece of Qi Nan, it can be said to be a million. The big boss is really low-key, holding millions of tables, and taking his grandson to the mountains to hunt and fish in the water every day, saying that it is to subsidize the family.

Suning wanted to laugh a little, but he laughed bitterly, every time he went back to the old house, his heart was always like pressing a big stone, dull and lonely.

In this room, he left too many memories. From birth to graduation from primary school, for twelve years, Suning spent 12 years with the big boss in the old house. It's not sad, it's just a simple remembrance.

Standing in front of the statue, Suning sighed, took out an iron box from his pocket, opened the iron box, and saw that there were two mezzanine layers, a stack of old brown cigarette paper was placed on the upper mezzanine, and a pile of finely chopped yellow tobacco leaves were stacked in the lower mezzanine.

Suning put the upper mezzanine on the tea table, carefully took out a piece of cigarette paper, and took out a small pinch of tobacco leaves from the lower mezzanine and poured it into the paper, rolling it up with a focused expression.

After a while, he rolled out four old cigarettes without filters. Then put away the box, light three cigarettes with matches, and insert them into the incense burner.

"Big boss, your favorite authentic old Kanto leaf cigarette, take two puffs?"

Suning took the remaining cigarette, tilted his head, and lit a match.

Hiss!

At that moment, the fiery red wick emitted the most dazzling light and heat.

A long-lost spicy, bitter, and robbing taste rushed into my throat, and my thoughts wandered and my eyes were far away.

The big boss was sent by Suning, and he drove the family who rushed to the door after hearing the news, leaving Suning alone in the house.

It was very dark in the house, and the big boss would not let the lights on, and he said that he wanted to leave quietly, and he couldn't see anyone crying and crying, which annoyed people.

He sat upright on the Taishi's chair, silently smoking, leaf-brand cigarettes, and the fiery red cigarette core flashed and extinguished in the dark. Suning was on the side.

I don't know how long later, the hoarse voice of the big boss came from the house, "Take two puffs? ”

said to Suning, it was the first time that the big boss gave him cigarettes.

The smell of smoke was very bitter, very astringent, and very strong, which made Suning cough.

The big boss laughed and straightened Suning's chin that was pulled down because of coughing.

"The Su family has never bowed their heads to anyone in their lives, and you can't be low, not only can't you be low, but you also have to hold your head high, remember no?!"

The voice was low, but there was an inexplicable magic that surged into my heart with the words.

Later, the big boss didn't speak again, just hummed the tune that Suning had often heard since he was a child.

"Uh-huh...... Babbling hey......"

The tune is very weird and vicissitudes, wafting around in the dark room, mixed with the strong and pungent smell of leaf smoke, but there is a different kind of loneliness and loneliness.

The melody drifted and finally dissipated, and the big boss closed his eyes as if he had slept forever. He won, he kept the pride of the Su family, and never bowed his head in his life. He also lost, he couldn't keep the loneliness and longing in his heart.

In fact, Suning knew when he was very young that his grandfather was homesick. It's not this home, it's the one that sings the tune of a mountain song.

Whenever in the dead of night, Suning would always see the big boss open the yellowed notebook that he had collected and silently in a daze, the notebook, Suning peeked at it, and was torn to only a piece of paper, and wrote a line of small letters vertically with cinnabar on the paper. Gorgeous as blood.

"There is only the road in front of you, there is no body behind you, and there is no shore to turn back!"

After all, with the death of the big boss, no one mentioned the grievances of the previous generation, but Suning hopes that one day, the big boss will be sent home in a beautiful way. He knew that it would be difficult, because now he didn't even have the qualifications to know the reason.

However, he is confident and believes that soon, his family will recognize his qualifications.

Suning's eyes were firm, he held Qi Nan tightly, spit out the last puff of cigarette, the room was full of clouds and mist, Suning took one last look at the big boss, snuffed out the cigarette butt, turned around and slammed the door.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Suning's angular side face, and the bridge of his nose was like a straight mountain peak reaching into the sky.

"Fu Bo, tell the second master, I'll go over tomorrow morning," Suning swept across the eaves, his gaze piercing the sky, as sharp as a knife, "There are some things that should have been decided earlier." ”

Fauber stood by the door, bowed.

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