In the rear, Cheng Biting Jin chased after him angrily, and the spit stars were all sprayed on Niu Jinda's face.

"What a catch! You fucking told me that you weren't in a hurry to get angry, why did you run away as soon as you turned your head. ”

Niu Jinda faced this, and he was really a little embarrassed, and he was angry.

"I'm not afraid that you will stop me from coming."

Li Ji stroked his long beard and said earnestly.

"Lao Niu, I don't advise you, after all, this is your family matter. But you'd better think about it for your son.

Come to understand, everyone will definitely not stop you. ”

"How long do I have to think about it?" Niu Jinda said angrily.

"After a pillar of incense, a pillar of incense, let's get out of the way, and you go to your son." Li Ji raised a finger and said.

"You guys! Good! Niu Jinda, took a deep breath, threw the horse lance in his hand to the ground, turned over and dismounted.

He walked aside, and squatted down at the foot of the tree by the city gate, and said nothing.

"This temper, alas......"

Cheng Yanjin shook his head helplessly. Among these old brothers, the one who is least likely to get angry is Lao Niu.

But once you get really angry, or if you have some idea, even the nine cows are rarely dragged.

"After all, this is Lao Niu's family matter, we old brothers, in fact, it is really difficult to persuade, after all, he is such a son."

"Yes, anyway, I also told him what his family Wei Tuo thought, and then, it's up to him to do it himself."

"Then again, Naveda is like his father, and his temper is not much better......

In his ears, there was a low discussion of a group of old brothers, and the old cow was unconscious.

He squatted under the big tree, stunned as the caravans and passers-by passed by the city gate.

He saw the gray-haired old man, with staggering steps, pushing a cart, and selling small things.

I also saw a young woman, leading a joyful and carefree child, walking with light steps towards the city.

I also saw a middle-aged man with gray temples, pulling a heavy cart full of goods, heading towards the city.

Behind him, a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, gritted his teeth and pushed the cart behind him.

When the cart entered the city, he shouted, pointed ahead, and urged.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man, carrying a heavy bag, bowed his head for a long time before striding forward......

There was also an old woman who cleaned up the stall neatly, and from time to time looked back at her toddler who was leaning against the wall.

I can't help but think of the words that my wife once persuaded me, and I was reprimanded by myself for spoiling my son, and I was silent and silent.

He also thought of the dejected expression on the child's face after his categorical refusal.

There are also those old brothers who are princes and dignitaries, but they are worried about their father and son, and they came to persuade each other.

Niu Jinda grabbed a piece of dry hard mud from the ground, rubbed it in his hands, and watched the mud and sand gargle and fall.

Can my old cow be wrong? I don't want my only son to live in peace, that's all......

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"Then let's just leave him alone?" Yifang Gong and Hou Xiangui all whispered with some worry.

Cheng Yanjin stroked the thick beard like a steel needle, and his eyes swept over the old brother one by one.

"Let's do this, I'm afraid that the second brother can squeak a few times."

"Me?" Qin Qiong was a little stunned, but Li Ji, who was standing next to him, thought so.

"Really, second brother, go over and talk to Lao Niu."

"You don't need to persuade him, just tell him how you figured out how you dared to let the third child of the Cheng family have surgery."

These words made the other old brothers suddenly realize that indeed, this is the only one who is in a similar situation.

"Old Niu ......" At this time, Qin Qiong slowly came to Niu Jinda's side, and squatted down like an old brother.

The big hand patted Niu Jinda's shoulder. "You don't like to see your child in danger."

"Just like the second brother and me, in the past, I didn't dare to take risks easily, for fear that if I was careless, I would leave the ...... of the family, orphans and widows."

Niu Jinda turned his head sideways and looked at Qin Qiong. And Qin Qiong didn't pay attention to it, just continued on her own.

explained that he was afraid that the operation would not be successful at the beginning, and that if he did, he might leave a child less than ten years old and die.

If you don't survive like that, maybe you can survive for three or five more years before you die.

"But I'm not reconciled." Qin Qiong pursed her lips, looked into the distance, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Qin has been fighting on the battlefield for more than 20 years, and has fought hundreds of large and small battles.

With a pair of hammers, I will make the heroes lose their courage and let the world know my name Qin Qiong. ”

"I, Qin Qiong, am not afraid of death, dare to rush, dare to kill, dare to fight for my life with the enemy, but in the end, I am like a turtle grandson."

"I'm afraid of death, I can only boil, my mace has accumulated thick dust, my iron armor is rusty, I don't dare to touch ......"

"Later, I found out why?" Qin Qiong replied, but she smiled to herself and asked herself.

"My son said he liked that big hero-like dad."

"So, I'm not afraid to die......"

Speaking of this, Qin Qiong's voice suddenly stagnated, patted Lao Niu's shoulder, stood up and took deep breaths frequently.

Niu Jinda slowly stood up and looked at the second brother Qin beside him who seemed to be blinded by the sand blown by the wind.

"Second brother, I'm ......"

"I don't advise you, I'm just telling you what I think myself, nothing else, a pillar of incense."

Niu Jinda looked at the eyes cast by the old brothers, and heard that the time for a piece of incense had come.

But he slowly squatted back. "Let me think again......"

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A group of young people, facing the cold wind of late autumn, admiring the wilderness of late autumn, talking and laughing loudly, drinking wine and eating meat.

Before he had drunk half of the wine, Cheng Chubi suddenly heard the sound of dense hooves like thunder.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a large group of uncles and elders, including my father Cheng Yanjin, surrounded by elite and fierce pro-soldiers and generals, coming one after another.

Seeing this scene, all the young people were dumbfounded.

Only the Cheng family pretended to be stupid, especially the boss Cheng Chumo, who looked confused, and was very acting.

"What's going on, how did my dad know?"

"yes, I don't know."

The second brother Cheng wiped the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, and he cooperated very tacitly, but his expression was too exaggerated and he had a bad review.

Niu Weituo saw his father Niu Jinda in the crowd, and for the first time, he really had the urge to turn his head and run.

But in the end, Niu Weituo picked up the wine jug and poured a few large sips with his neck up.

Then he strode forward and watched his father come to the hill with a lance.

Pushing Jin Shan fell down on the grass and kowtowed three times, then raised his neck. "Daddy."

Niu Jinda looked at this and knelt on the ground, but at this moment, his spine was straight, and his head was held high.

Staring at him without saying a word, the mount under him slowly galloped to a distance of three paces from Niu Weituo.

"Not coming back?"

"No return!"

"......" was such a simple and clear answer that all the rough guys around him rolled their eyes.

Cheng Chubi looked at his father and blinked frequently, in exchange for a roll of his father's eyes.

I understand, it seems that Uncle Niu's twisted temper really can't be persuaded by anyone.

Niu Jinda has been carrying a lance and riding his horse, wandering around Niu Weituo, who is kneeling on the ground.

Heavy iron hooves crushed the dead grass, and the churning dust and grass clippings were swept away by the cold wind.

Niu Weituo knelt on his knees, but his body was straight, as if he had swung the Tang horizontal knife countless times.

After a thousand tempers, it is better to bend than to bend.

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