readx; Looking at Zhao Wuregret's gaze, Shopkeeper Huang turned his gaze and said to the man in the iron tower:

"Xun Xiong, I've come to see Zhao Gongzi. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

In Zhao Wuregret's puzzled gaze, the man hugged his fist and saluted, and a loud voice sounded at the same time:

"Xun Xiong has seen Zhao Gongzi."

Zhao Wuregret almost squirted out a mouthful of wine in his mouth, it turned out that he heard it correctly, it was really the name 'Dog Bear', which was comparable to 'Dog Leftover' and 'Dog Baby', and it was a name that was enough to leave a name for eternity.

"It turned out to be Xun ...... Xiong Zhuangshi, Zhao Wuregret is polite," Zhao Wuregret felt a little out of shape, and quickly stood up and poured him a glass of wine to salute him, but he shook his head and refused.

"Hehe, he's so careful, he doesn't mean anything else," Shopkeeper Huang chuckled, turned to him and said, "Xun Xiong, no regrets is a piece of kindness, you just drink it." ”

"Yes," Xun Xiong responded, took the cup in Zhao Wuregret's hand, and poured it into his mouth, the cup looked very small in his hand, and it was estimated that the wine was not even wet on his tongue.

Zhao Wuregret thought, I don't know who is more harmful to this Xun Xiong or the Tang Meng he saw before? To say that this Xun Xiong is much stronger than Tang Meng.

The two ate for a while, and Zhao Wuregret saw that it was almost over, and invited the shopkeeper Huang:

"Uncle is going to come to my room and sit down?"

"Is that okay? Then I'm going to take a look," the yellow shopkeeper said with a smile.

The two came to the backyard one after the other, but Zhao Wuregret found that it was much quieter, and now there was no one moving around, but this had nothing to do with him, so he went directly to his room to open the door and asked the shopkeeper Huang to go in first.

What he didn't know was that there were a lot of black-clothed men around this inn, and the guests who were going to come to the hotel for dinner were all driven away, and the guests in the backyard were all gone before Zhao Wuregret came back, so there was no one on the second floor before, and there was no one in the backyard.

Asked the shopkeeper to come to the table and sit down, poured him a glass of water, and said embarrassedly:

"It's inconvenient here, I don't even have tea, so I can only ask you to drink cold water."

"It doesn't matter, are you going to live here forever? What are your plans for the future? Do you want to participate in next year's Spring Festival? Shopkeeper Huang sat down and asked a few questions.

Although these questions were a bit too much, Zhao Wuregret felt that Shopkeeper Huang would not harm himself, and he should have asked because he cared about himself, so he thought about it and replied:

"I've already bought a house, as for Chunqiu, I won't participate, I came back to Jinling to find my father, if I find it, I may leave."

Zhao Wuregret thought about it for a while and still felt that he was telling him the truth, he always asked for help from his father, otherwise he would ask one by one on the road, and it would be useless in the Year of the Monkey.

"Oh? Didn't I hear you say that you weren't from Bianjing? Is your father in Jinling? The shopkeeper Huang held the cup in his hand and asked softly.

"It's a long story, my mother is indeed from Bianjing, but my father is from Jinling, he came back before I was born, and I asked me to come to him after my mother passed away......"

With a "snap", Zhao Wuregret turned his head in surprise, but it was the cupier Huang who fell on the table, and the cup was not broken, but the water was spilled.

"I accidentally missed it," said the shopkeeper in a low voice.

"Hehe, it's okay, I'll go find a cloth to wipe it," Zhao Wuregret got up and came to the bedside, where there were some rags, and when he turned around, he saw that the shopkeeper Huang was standing in front of the portrait, looking at it stupidly, which made him feel a little displeased in his heart.

After wiping the table and seeing that the shopkeeper Huang was still looking at the painting, he walked over and coughed lightly, but saw that the shopkeeper Huang did not respond.

"Uncle Huang......" Zhao Wuregret frowned slightly, and exclaimed slightly unhappily, but he didn't expect to see the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Uh, I'm sorry, when I see this portrait, I can't help but think of my deceased wife," Shopkeeper Huang gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with some sadness.

"Really?" Zhao Wuregret said with some doubts, "This is a portrait of my mother, but I didn't expect it to arouse Uncle Huang's thoughts, which is really strange." ”

Listening to Zhao Wuregret's skeptical tone, Shopkeeper Huang thought seriously for a long time, and then said lightly, "Don't worry, I won't harm you." ”

"Do you know Zhao Ling?" Zhao Wuregret asked with a slight squint.

"Shouldn't you call him father?" Shopkeeper Huang asked rhetorically.

"Hmph, he left our mother and son behind, and let my mother die of exhaustion, and when I see him, I should ask him if he has fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband? Have you fulfilled your fatherly responsibilities? Do he dare to call himself 'father' in front of me? Zhao Wuregret stared at him tightly, wanting to see something from him.

"What if there's something hard about him?"

"Then he should have spoken to my mother before leaving, and he shouldn't have left quietly, so that people don't know whether he is alive or dead, and my mother is still afraid of him." Zhao Wuregret shouted angrily.

Hearing the sound in the house, the Xun Xiong rushed in at once, and saw that the two men were in tears at the corners of their eyes, and he was also frightened, standing there not knowing what to do.

"I'll go first, you can be quiet here, and I'll come to see you tomorrow," the shopkeeper stood up and walked out directly as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Wuregret stood there stunned, not knowing what to do, this Huang shopkeeper's performance today couldn't help but he couldn't help but wonder, why did he cry when he saw his mother's portrait, and the words he just said made people think about it.

It's a pity that my mother can write well, but she can't draw, so she didn't leave a portrait of her father, so she didn't have a specific image of her father.

Thinking of the strange expressions on his face when he and the old man looked at him yesterday, and the fact that he called himself uncle as soon as he came today, could it be that he was really his uncle? By the way, he also said yesterday that he used to have the surname Zhao, and later changed his surname to Huang.

He must know something, Zhao Wuregret thought, his father must have something to do with him, or he ......

Zhao Wuregret shook his head, it was a good thing to be able to find clues so easily, but he was a little dazed in his heart, and he didn't know what to do.

Close the door and sit on the bed, his heart is like numbness, so he simply makes the nameless atlas, and under his crazy insistence, he has been doing the eighth action, which is already his limit, if it is not for these days, if he has been working hard every day, he may not be able to succeed.

Without thinking about anything else, Zhao Wuregret tried to repeat these eight movements, over and over again, until he fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I found that my spirit was better, and although I was tired from doing those movements, I was able to fall into a deep sleep, forget about everything else, and wake up with a radiant spirit.

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