Siegel looked at Zhou Jian with a calm face, and a thought involuntarily popped up in his mind, the only person who was closest to him just now was the young man in front of him, could it be that he pulled out the barrel shaft in an instant?

He did feel that the holster of the gun was being swayed, but he could not imagine how the young man did it, his own pride was the speed with which he drew the gun and the feel of the gun, and now he was being manipulated by a young man who was almost a child in front of everyone, it was incredible. The pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info full book

Siegel put away the gun, and then looked at Zhou Jian's gaze a little more jealous, if it was really this boy, then he was too terrible.

Siegel waved his hand to a group of subordinates and said coldly, "Let's go!" ”

came out to pay attention to righteousness and face, no matter what, he didn't have the face to continue to stay today.

Siegel led his men out of the mourning hall, and this time, the mourning hall was more than half empty.

It wasn't until Siegel left that she finally breathed a sigh of relief, she glanced at Zhou Jian deeply, and faintly felt that this young man was not simple.

Of course, she wouldn't think that Siegel, who was famous for his marksmanship, would pull out a copycat pistol, if coupled with Zhou Jian's fearless behavior before, then today's matter is worth scrutinizing, what method did Zhou Jian use to make Siegel make such a big joke?

Could it be that he is also an ancient martial arts master himself? If he had this kind of strength at the age of nineteen, this young man would be terrible.

If this is the case, then it would be a good thing for Huiyin to be with him, after all, such a large inheritance will inevitably cause the covetousness of the central people, and with Zhou Jian, it will be somewhat safer.

Thinking of this, Wanqiu said softly: "Mr. Zhou, can you come with me?" ”

Zhou Jian casually threw away the recoiling spring in his hand, and then gave Wen Ren Huiyin a look that made her feel at ease, and said, "Okay." ”

Late autumn took Zhou Jian into the room next to the mourning hall, and when Zhou Jian left, people were all looking at this young man with strange eyes, and people inevitably had some guesses in their hearts.

The late autumn took Zhou Jian to a quiet room, the layout of this room is very simple, only a bed, a table, the bed is covered with a white mattress, clean but not soft, there is a picture frame on the table, the photo inside is a pair of handsome men and beautiful women, the woman jumped up and pounced on the man, both of them smiled brightly.

If you look closely, you can find the shadow of the late autumn on the lively and youthful beauty, obviously, this is a photo of the late autumn and Wenren Shaolong when they were young, and the legs of the late autumn were good at that time.

Next to the frame was a basket of yarn, and in the basket there was a half-knitted sweater, blue and white, very clean.

Seeing this semi-finished sweater, Zhou Jian was very surprised, he guessed that this room was lived in by the late autumn guard, but why was there such a semi-finished sweater? Could it be that she is weaving?

This is really incredible, in this era, there are few women who can knit sweaters, Mo is still a woman with status and status like the late autumn, she can knit sweaters?

Mu Wanqiu guessed what Zhou Jian was thinking, and she smiled and said, "It's strange, isn't it?" I do knit sweaters, in fact, I've knitted sweaters for five years, and the fastest time I can knit one ...... a day."

Knit one piece a day!?

Although Zhou Jian didn't know what the average speed of knitting a sweater was, he also roughly knew what it was to knit a sweater a day.

He said: "Aunt Mu used to be a textile worker? ”

Mu Wanqiu smiled and shook his head, "No, I knit sweaters in prison." ”

"Supervisor...... Jail? Zhou Jian's eyes widened.

"I followed Shaolong after graduating from university at the age of 22, and when he was 23 years old, when Shaolong was in danger of going to prison for economic crimes, I took the blame for him, and then I stayed in prison for five years......"

Zhou Jian gasped, he was imprisoned for five years from the age of twenty-three to the age of twenty-eight, which means that the most precious period of his life in the late autumn of the curtain was wasted in prison, what a pity it should be.

"In prison, the labor indicators are very heavy, such as nailing buttons, embroidering, knitting sweaters... In the beginning, I didn't know anything, I was clumsy, I couldn't finish one person in a cell, and the rest had to accompany me, and I only slept a few hours a day in those days, and then it took me two months to reach the speed of those veterans, and it was really forced out. ”

When the curtain came to this place, I couldn't help but mom the ball of yarn in the bamboo basket, and her face was full of emotion.

Zhou Jian couldn't help but ask, "Do you have to complete the target?" If they can't finish it, will they still not be able to fight? ”

Mu Wanqiu shook her head slightly, and said, "No, it is strictly forbidden to beat people in prison, but we must do it desperately, in order to ...... Commutation. ”

Mu Wanqiu came here and smiled bitterly, "People who have not been in prison can't imagine the hellish suffering they have endured inside, and there are many people in it who will find ways to commit suicide, such as cutting their veins with sharpened toothbrushes, piercing their chests diagonally with embroidery, and hitting the wall, but there are few successful cases." You can't die if you hit a wall, you can cut a vein or something, because the prison is full of cameras, including the sleeping room, and the prison will not let the prisoner act alone at all. ”

Listening to the late autumn of the curtain, Zhou Jian faintly understood why Shaolong abandoned his wife and daughter for the late autumn of the curtain, this feeling was too heavy, if it was him, he would not be indifferent.

Mu Wanqiu said: "Okay, don't mention this, I called here today to seriously talk about the matter with Huiyin, I want to ask, do the Wenren family know about the matter with Huiyin?" ”

Zhou Jian nodded: "I know, this matter is approved by the great-grandfather who heard the sound of wisdom." ”

The late autumn was slightly stunned, the great-grandfather who heard the sound of wisdom? Isn't that the head of the Wenren family, Wenren Xingguo?

Although the late autumn of the curtain does not have a good impression of this feudal parent who eats the ancient and engages in dictatorship, she has to admit that this Wenren Xingguo is a man of the hour, since he is the son-in-law of Zeng Bei, who he personally identified, then this young man must have something extraordinary, it seems that he really underestimated him, and his relationship with Huiyin has long been a foregone conclusion, how can he have any right to speak, just worrying in vain.

Knowing this, the bunch of words prepared by the late autumn was useless, she said: "In this case, I hope to treat Huiyin well, I have no children and no daughters, although I met Huiyin for the first time, but I have long regarded her as my own daughter......"

When the curtain wanqiu came here, Zhou Jian couldn't help but guess in his heart, is the curtain late autumn infertile? Why not have children otherwise? Of course, he didn't open his mouth to ask.

However, Mu Wanqiu guessed what Zhou Jian was thinking, and she said, "Are you wondering why I don't have children?" ”

Zhou Jian nodded: "A little." ”

"Actually, I was pregnant twice, the first time was when I was twenty-two years old, when Shaolong was already engaged, and in the sixth month of pregnancy, someone kicked me in the stomach and the child was miscarried......"

Although Mu Wanqiu's expression was very calm, her voice trembled slightly, and Zhou Jian was stunned when she heard it, someone kicked her in the stomach? Although the late autumn did not reveal who was the murderer, this kind of fact is easy to think of, it is nothing more than the Wenren family, or the family of Huiyin's mother, they do not allow such a child to exist.

Mu Wanqiu smiled bitterly, "Actually, I didn't think about what to blackmail with the child in my belly, or I just wanted a child who was trying to make money."

When she got here, she couldn't help but look at the picture frame on the table, and there was a little fascination in her eyes, as if she remembered the good times of twenty years ago.

Zhou Jian can imagine the high hopes that Late Autumn had for her child and the pain that Late Autumn experienced after losing her child. He asked, "Is it because of this incident that Mr. Wenren has decided with the family?" ”

Mu Wanqiu nodded, "Yes, later Shaolong relied on the connections accumulated over the years to work his own, but it was not easy to break out of the world without the protection of his family, but he was unwilling to be subordinate, he wanted to prove that he could live well without leaving the family, and wanted to give me and my future children a rich life, so there was that economic crime ......"

Mu Wanqiu shook his head here, "Actually, what I want is not that, but since Shaolong insists, I can only stand behind him I was imprisoned for five years, and during those five years, Shaolong came to the United States, and then I probably guessed what happened, he joined the American mafia"

"After all those years, I got pregnant for the second time and gave birth to a lovely son...... Pity...... But he broke the sky in the gang vendetta......"

Zhou Jian didn't feel anything in his heart when he heard this. Wenren Shaolong left the shadow of the family, and came to the world alone, for today's achievement, he doesn't know how much he has paid, and no matter what he has experienced, he has been standing silently behind him, supporting him at all costs, and the heaviness of this love is shocking.

Mu Wanqiu said: "Huiyin is Shaolong's daughter, is the continuation of Shaolong's life, my only wish now is to see her safe, happy, I hope to treat her well." ”

Zhou Jian took a breath, and Zheng Wei said, "Aunt Mu, I will." ”

Mu Wanqiu glanced at Zhou Jian deeply, "I hope it can be done." ”

At this point in the conversation, the two were silent, Zhou Jian hesitated for a long time, and said, "Aunt Mu, I have something I want to ask you." ”

"Well, just ask."

Zhou Jian pondered his wording and asked, "I want to know how Mr. Wenren died, and whether he got a ring before he died?" ”！

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