Xiantu understands that the glory of returning to his hometown will be happier than letting the second elder win the five million lottery tickets, Fan Jinzhong's example has already been learned in junior high school, this time from the working class directly to the sitting and eating class, that is a step to the sky, how many poor people dream of things, now, Xiantu just wants his parents and sister to accept this matter with a normal mentality, too excited I am afraid they may not be able to bear it.

"Brother Xian is so blessed, I care about your parents and sister, and it is not in vain that I came to the world to go this way, unlike my brother, there are many brothers since I was a child, and my parents have neglected to discipline, and I don't know what family affection is for a long time, but today, my brother feels that this trip with you is also worth it, and you make my brother feel the long-lost family affection." The more samurai seemed to be in a complicated mood, he choked up several times when he said this, and he usually looked at a rich and generous expression, but he didn't know that his heart was so fragile and vulnerable.

Xiantu patted Wu Shiyue's shoulder and comforted, it seemed that Qinghong was also sympathetic, only to see Qinghong's face with tears, and sobbed and said to Xiantu: "You two at least have parents to love, but I, Qingxian and I have lost our parents since childhood, and we have no parents in our memory, but I vaguely remember the familiar sweet potato taste, and the rest, our brothers have forgotten about it, and have grown up dependent on each other since childhood, and have experienced many hardships and setbacks that ordinary people can't bear in the middle." ”

The more Qinghong spoke, the more sad she became, and the tears fell on the quilt bit by bit with sadness, and Qinghong, who was sitting on the bed, was sad and couldn't extricate herself, which may be one of the three major feelings that Xiantu once said, family affection.

Xiantu walked over. patted Qinghong, who was crying bitterly, and comforted: "Qinghong, don't cry." From now on, my parents will be your parents, and my sister will be your sister, as long as I have it, I will give you half of it, forget about the past! ”

Qinghong nodded, and Samurai Yue also walked over and looked at poor Qinghong. I feel a little better in my heart, too, compared to Qinghong. That is really the concept of a young master and a servant, although there are many brothers in the warrior Yue, but they are also cared for by their parents, but Qinghong is different. As the saying goes: "The son wants to raise but does not wait." "Isn't that what happened to Qinghong at this time?

Life, this is life, what is the use of imperfect life, but Qinghong has grown up strong in adversity, eating hundreds of meals since childhood, wearing hundreds of clothes, and finally ushering in today's blessing after suffering hardships, which is a life gifted by God.

If it is said in the world. It's nothing more than a cycle of sweet dreams and nightmares, and some people are more blessed. There are more sweet dreams, some people are shallow in their fortunes, and natural nightmares are constantly entangled, and the rest of the day is three points, and people are seven points, whether it is to obey the heavens, or to change their lives against the sky, relying on luck and their own efforts, just like the Li family brothers, at this time, they are not relying on the three points of luck given by the sky, and they are working hard.

Xiantu thought about these things casually, but he couldn't see through these things, and spent the morning in comfort and crying, until the knock on the door of the little second brother ended this unhappy thing.

'Knock knock',

"Can the three adults wake up, the little one has made a good face wash and sent it to the three adults." The little second brother knocked lightly on the door outside, and from time to time he put his ear close to the door and window to listen carefully to the sound inside.

"The door is unlocked, you can come in." Xiantu said to the door, at this time, only to hear the sound of 'squeak', the door was gently pushed open, and the second brother I saw last night walked forward, and there were two more, if I guessed correctly, one was the shopkeeper, and the other seemed to be the ruffian leader last night, referred to as Mr. ruffian. Now it's okay, Tianzi No. 1 room should be lively again, and the more the samurai saw the three of them, his heart was full of irritability.

If it could, the more the samurai really wanted to step forward and slap one to death, these three people were really annoying, especially the shopkeeper, who couldn't do his kung fu and always wander around the three of them obscenely.

"Put these things down, and the three of you get out of here right now." Samurai Yue, who was still angry, watched the three of them walk in with bad intentions, and his repulsion made him unable to rub these three grains of sand in his eyes.

"Oh, my lord, how do you say this, you come to this inn, and a few of us want to exhaust the friendship of the landlord, wouldn't it be a loss of courtesy." The shopkeeper said eloquently, and his voice was full of flattery.

"Yes, hall master, the little one has already passed the book to the surrounding disciples, they are hurrying here to worship the hall master at this time, the hall master is a golden body, let them wait." The ruffian's eyes were full of suspicion, last night's plan only temporarily frightened them, and the ruffian who came back to his senses was a little suspicious of the details of the samurai Yue, although he was suspicious, but there was not enough evidence to expose this qiē, so they had to think about temporarily putting the three of them under house arrest here, waiting for the disciples who knew the hall master to come and distinguish between the truth and the fake.

"What, you actually exposed the itinerary of the hall master, you say, what crime should you be guilty of, how should you be punished?" The more the samurai roared, the frightened shopkeeper and the shopkeeper knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move.

But the ruffian is not as pustuated as last night, hearing the samurai Yue Xingshi ask for the guilt, but pretending to be calm and smiling slightly, this smile is fleeting, but Xiantu has carefully looked at it and understood, it seems that he is going to make another effort to escape from here, Xiantu thought.

"The hall master forgives the sin, the small one also wants the hall master to be majestic, and has no other meaning, how can he be guilty, I heard that the hall master's martial arts are world-famous, and the small one wants to see it, I don't know if the hall master can give advice." Talking tepidly, this is the pustule that broke the scalp by making tea and pouring water last night, but today he is so bold and arrogant with the samurai, it seems that he already has a plan in his heart.

But although the warrior is said to be rich and rival the country, he is also a weak scholar, how can he have the ability to beat the ruffian, I am afraid that he will drag a gangster out on the street casually, he is not an opponent, not to mention the ruffian who is above one side, then he does not dare to win.

Thinking about it first, he turned around and walked to the window, through the gap in the window, he saw that the downstairs was densely packed with people, these may be the gangsters from Longmen County, it seems that they were summoned by this ruffian, and sure enough, they came premeditatedly, and they did not come alone to challenge.

At this time, Wu Shiyue did not show a trace of panicked expression, which is also the reason why Xiantu and Qinghong admired him, as the so-called catastrophe came and his face did not change, and he was not a hero but a hero. (To be continued......)

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