No matter how explicit Li Luoxiu's performance is, Yang Chen also turns a blind eye, he is now receiving the baptism of suffering, if there is another Li Luoxiu, then the baptism is likely to become a crucifixion.

Enduring the pain, Yang Chen personally sent Li Luoxiu out, she didn't beat herself for the first time, Yang Chen felt that this was a good start, so she had to be polite. The tearful Li Luoxiu stared at Yang Chen, her face was full of reluctance, her naked eyes made Yang Chen a little hairy, and the goosebumps on her body rose. The two walked a long way with stops and turns, some meaning of sending each other off, Yang Chen had no choice but to endure the pain, endured the pain on his back and turned around and went home by himself, and the angry Li Luoxiu stomped his feet and rode away.

"Neyan, you come to my room to talk, Hanbo, you also come." As soon as Yang Chen entered the house, he was stopped by his mother, and Yang's mother's face was a little gloomy, as if she had something in her heart. Wang Dahai seemed to sense something, and with a low echo, he followed Yang Chen into the room.

"Yes, mother has something to say today, you remember it clearly." Mother Yang sat on the couch in the room and said with a serious expression. And Yang Chen and Wang Dahai are like children who have made mistakes and been reprimanded, as soon as they enter the room, they bow their heads and remain silent, and they exchange glances from time to time, and then they keep staring at their hands and picking at their fingernails, as if they are really uncomfortable in their hands.

"Mother, please speak, the child listens attentively, and must remember it in his heart."

"Hanbo, sit down and listen carefully."

Wang Dahai still lowered his head and stayed in place as if he hadn't heard Yang Mu speak, his eyes were still erratic, and his eyes were wandering outside the world.

"Hanbo, Hanbo!" Mother Yang instantly raised the decibel level of her voice, scaring Wang Dahai, who was swimming in her mind, and looked around blankly, looking stupid.

"Sit down, I have something to say."

Wang Dahai, who understood, walked to the side of the chair and sat down, but his expression seemed to be very painful, and his buttocks twisted like pins and needles.

"Ne Yan, if you want to do that thing of abandoning literature and martial arts, your mother will no longer care about you, but you must be clear about the stakes and don't miss your future."

"Thank you, mother, for making it happen." Yang Chen was complacent, and the long-standing boulder in his heart finally let go, and he suddenly felt relaxed.

"Speak, do you know what your father is doing for a living, and why your mother hasn't told you about it for so many years." Mother Yang's words were like a stimulant, which instantly made Yang Chen, who was already relieved in his heart, nervous again.

The word father is very unfamiliar to Yang Chen, and he doesn't even know the name very well, because he has never been exposed to it since he can remember. After the crossing, I also searched for human flesh in my mind, but unfortunately I only had a few words, which are nothing more than memories that have long passed away. Yang Chen thought that it might be because his memory was lost too much and he didn't delve into it, but when Yang's mother talked about it today, Yang Chen instantly understood that his father's information was that Yang's mother had deliberately avoided talking about it before, not because she had lost her memory.

"Mother, isn't my father long gone? There must be a reason why the mother has not said it all these years, and the child understands the reason. Yang Chen said what he knew, but he thought in his heart that this matter was not so simple.

When Yang's mother mentioned Yang Chen's father, the restless Wang Dahai quieted down suddenly, his face was silent and terrible, but his hands were groping back and forth on the armrests of the chair at a loss, his body trembled slightly, his eyes were hazy, and his expression was vicissitudes.

Yang Chen was just thinking about it, but he didn't realize that the atmosphere at the scene had dropped to freezing, and it was terrifying. Mother Yang looked at Wang Dahai on the side, and her eyes were unbearable, and when she turned around, she saw Yang Chen standing silent, so she had to clear her throat, breaking the quiet atmosphere like stagnant water.

"Hanbo, let's talk about it, I don't know what to say." Mother Yang's voice was still a little low and hoarse.

Wang Dahai sighed when he heard this, his hands groped the armrests of the chair faster and faster, and suddenly he stood up and wiped the old tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Yang Chen seriously.

Yang Chen, who still felt that the atmosphere was wrong, had already noticed that there was something wrong with his mother and uncle's expressions, and he couldn't help but feel even more strange in his heart. Suddenly, as if he understood something, his eyes grew wide and threatened to burst out.

"No, my uncle is my father, this is too bloody, it's the same as those movies and TV series, there's nothing new." Yang Chen was still very surprised in his heart, he was a little embarrassed to look at Yang's mother and uncle now, and the little gossip in his heart suddenly came into play, combining the images of all kinds of speculation with the bloody plots he had seen in his mind over and over again.

Yang Chen looked at his mother and uncle with a smiling smile and a lewd smile, he was thinking about how to recognize this father, too relaxed? I shouted my father happily, and then hugged him who was happy to be a father, and asked him to write a will so that he could receive it in the future? Or is it a bitter love drama where father and son recognize each other? Two tears were pouring out, and he hugged his uncle's leg hoarsely and shouted to his father to change his mouth by the way? Yang Chen hadn't finalized his drama in his heart, and Wang Dahai interrupted Yang Chen, who was opening his mind, with a heavy cough.

"Ne Yan, you must have memorized what I said, don't think about it again!" Wang Dahai's voice was slightly angry, as if he had seen through the dirty thoughts in Yang Chen's heart.

"Uncle, please speak, you must remember the words!" Yang Chen was taken aback by Wang Dahai, and he was also dissatisfied in his heart, thinking that he didn't just recognize a father, I am not in a hurry, but you are in a hurry, but his expression became serious.

"Your father's name is Yang Shuangyong, he is a member of the army, and he and I are both officers in the border army." After Wang Dahai finished speaking, he looked up at the sky, his expression was painful, his eyes were closed, and his face was full of tears, as if he recalled the unbearable past.

Yang Chen was taken aback, "My father is not you, so I almost recognized my wrong father, how embarrassing it should be then." Yes? What the? My dad is also in the army, or is he an officer? Am I not the second generation of officials? Is it incredible? But my mother wouldn't let me do that vulgar thing, so how did I let my father go? Yang Chen stood motionless, the countless holes in his heart were outputting and flowing back information at high speed, receiving and digesting everything Wang Dahai said.

"Your father is one of the hundred households in the border town army, I am his deputy, the two of us have been together since we joined the border army, and we have killed the enemy side by side on the battlefield in life and death. My father and I are like brothers and sisters, and we have both saved each other's lives in the sea of corpses and blood. Wang Dahai slowly paced and turned around, because the tears in his eyes were like springs, the breath in his mouth and nose was heavy, and his body was up and down.

Yang Chen's surprise became more and more in his heart, and he stared at the back of his uncle silently. He turned to look at his mother, whose countenance had suddenly become terrible, and her eyes were welling with tears, as if a cry was coming out of her throat.

Yang Chen already understood when he heard this, and from the reactions of the two of them, he could see that the ending would not be good. , my father must have sacrificed his life for the country. At this time, Yang Chen's sharp teeth and sharp skills were not brought into play at all, and he didn't know how to persuade the two relatives, so he had to continue to bow his head and remain silent.

The main narrator of the meeting is Uncle Wang Dahai, and Yang Mu acts as an example, every time he hasn't said a few words, Yang Mu sobbed in a low voice, Wang Dahai also cried horizontally, and even in the end, Yang Mu had fainted, Wang Dahai was also hoarse, regardless of the risk of immorality, exposed his upper body and showed his mottled scars. Of course, Yang Chen was the only one in the audience, and he stood there and listened to Wang Dahai explain the ins and outs of the whole thing clearly. He tried his best to meet the needs of the development of the plot, and when he heard the emotion, he did not hesitate to kneel on the spot.

It turned out that his father was also an angry young man, and his mother had just married, but he didn't want to sink into mediocrity, so he resolutely went to join the border army. Wang Dahai and his father are comrades-in-arms who entered the border army together, under the jurisdiction of the same thousand households, and their father are very good-tempered, and they also take care of each other on the battlefield and have a lifelong friendship.

I don't know what year it was in the middle of winter, the Tartars who were forced by the heavy snow to lack food and clothing frantically attacked the border town, and the thousand households where my father was located were ordered to block it, and they attacked in several separate ways, but they didn't want to be ambushed by the Tartars and suffered heavy losses, the battle was tragic and abnormal, and the enemy also had a lot of damage. Just when the besieged father led the remnants of his soldiers to die with the Tartars, he did not want the thousands of households in the army to surrender to the enemy one after another, and persuaded his father to surrender to the enemy together. Of course, his upright father swore to the death, and led his equally unyielding soldiers to fight to the death with the Tartars.

Wang Dahai's life is also relatively hard, when he woke up, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood around him, and the first thing he thought of was his big brother, but after searching the entire battlefield, there was no trace, and there was no one alive or dead, but he found the waist knife used by his father that had been cut to the blade. Wang Dahai found an ownerless war horse and went to the border town to lie dormant quietly for a few days, then resolutely became a deserter with scars all over his body and his father's relics, and found his mother who had just given birth to him.

Needless to say, the plot will be some dead and alive plots, Wang Dahai lived in the Yang family like this, silently guarding what he once swore to protect in front of his eldest brother.

After hearing this, Yang Chen admired his father in his heart, he got up from the ground, carefully tidied up his clothes, and then solemnly knelt down again, bowing three times with his head. He is bowing down to his father, and he is also the old uncle Wang Dahai, as well as those unyielding soldiers who would rather die. Mother Yang, who woke up, untied the incense niche in front of the bed, and her father's rank stood prominently, revealing a solemn atmosphere between the dark color of the row and the handwriting of the three points into the wood, which stimulated Yang Chen's spirit. He felt that the essence had been passed on to him, and he had the responsibility to continue to pass it on. As the so-called spirit is immortal, the fire is not extinguished!

Supporting his crumbling mother, looking at the old man with a stunned face, Yang Chen was full of pride. "Mother, uncle, don't be sad, my father's will will never be forgotten!

Yang's mother didn't react, but Wang Dahai stared at Yang Chen with a bright eye, nodded uncontrollably, walked up to Yang Chen tremblingly, patted Yang Chen's shoulder heavily, shook his head and sighed and went out.

Yang Chen settled his mother and came to the courtyard, the spring and summer alternated, the sun was warm, and the climate was comfortable. Hongtu hegemony talks and laughs, and it is better than a drunk in life. Lifting a sword and riding to wave the ghost rain, the white bones are like mountain birds flying in shock. The world is like a tide, people are like water, and only a few people in the rivers and lakes are back. ”

Wang Dahai, who was silently hiding in the corner of the house, couldn't help but tighten his heart when he heard Yang Chen's recitation, and the tears in his eyes surged out again, and Yang's mother, who was asleep, also seemed to have a dream, muttering to herself incessantly, and tears soaked the pillow.