If you can snatch those antiques back, you will not only take revenge, but also make up for your losses.

In this room, the people of the Song Mansion were waiting for Song Mingshi to return to the house with joy and eyes. The pillar of the family, how can it not make the family worry.

In the past few days, Yu Qiao has always slept badly, although Cui'er has been sleeping on the floor and guarding her, she has frequently woken up from nightmares. Cui'er was helpless, so she drank soothing soup and lit soothing incense, and finally waited until Yuqiao fell asleep, but was awakened by the chaos in the yard.

Shui Er shouted miserably outside the courtyard: "Miss, something is wrong!" ”

Yu Qiao sat up from the bed abruptly, jumped to the ground again, and ran out barefoot. Cui'er hugged her dress and carried her shoes, chasing her all the way.

There were earth-shattering shouts all over the yard, and people in all the yards ran to the front yard, all getting up from their beds, their pajamas and their hair scattered.

There was a wooden plank on the floor in the antechamber, on which lay a man, his clothes soaked red with blood.

Yu Qiao clenched his fists, approached step by step, and then squatted down. Seeing it clearly, he suddenly sat down on the ground and shouted in a heart-splitting voice: "Daddy......"

In the twentieth century, Song Qiao was not loved by her father and was reborn into this family, she really felt her father's love and felt the warmth of the family.

The pain at this time was something she had never experienced before, it hurt so much that her heart was almost torn apart.

Steward Tao knelt beside him, kowtowed vigorously, and cried: "Master...... Lord......"

The Wang family, who came later, pounced on Song Mingshi's body, and fainted directly.

Yu Qiao's whole body trembled, and he suddenly shouted, "Go stop Grandmother!" ”

But it was too late, the old lady had already entered the house with the support of her grandmother, and looked at the crying person who knelt down in the room, and she couldn't move.

His lips twitched, and he asked, "Is my son back?" ”

Everyone knelt on the ground, and no one dared to respond. She lost her husband in middle age and her son in old age, no matter who she was, she didn't want to let her see this scene and hear such bad news.

She slammed the cane in her hand on the ground and hissed, "Get out of the way!" ”

The crowd kneeling around Song Mingshi retreated, and the old lady pushed away her grandmother's hand, walked over tremblingly, leaned down, and looked at it carefully for a long time.

He muttered, "It's me, I'm back." ”

Yu Qiao bit her lip desperately to prevent herself from crying. How is it not the same for others?

The old lady's hand touched Song Mingshi's face, gently and carefully, she was so quiet and kind, she touched it for a long time, and then stood up strongly.

He said to the Tao steward, "Order someone to freshen up my son and put on clean clothes." ”

Steward Tao kowtowed vigorously, wiped his tears and whispered to the servant to make arrangements.

The old lady said to Yuqing again: "You and Zhu'er send your mother back to the room and guard her well." ”

Yuqing asked the maid in the house to carry the fainted Wang away.

The old lady said to Song Mingtu again: "You can arrange your brother's funeral." ”

As if everything had been explained, she squatted down again, touching Song Mingshi's face with her hand, and the tears on her face flooded like a ravine. I couldn't hold it anymore and fainted.

What kind of night was this, everyone was crying, but everyone didn't panic anymore, from top to bottom, everyone was busy with Song Mingshi's funeral.

When Song Mingshi was put into the coffin, Song Yuqiao stood next to the coffin, looked at his father's face, and looked at it for a long time.

He took a deep breath and asked Steward Tao, "Who sent Daddy home?" ”

"Watson!"

Yes, how could I forget him, it was he who escorted his father to escort the goods.

Steward Tao said, "None of the people who went with me came back. Watson was seriously injured, and as soon as he sent the master to the gate of the house, he fainted, and I immediately sent someone to carry him to my room, and I was all about the master, so I forgot about him. ”

Yu Qiao nodded. "You're busy, I'll go see him."

This man, who had been separated for nearly a month, had made Yu Qiao miss so much, and he should have been happy to see him lying there at this moment, but Yu Qiao was only full of pain and sadness.

Daddy is gone, and he's still alive.

He promised me to protect my father......

His whole body was covered in blood, and even that handsome face had a bloody streak. What kind of desperate struggle did you go through to save this life?

Isn't he so good at martial arts? Yes, he's just flesh and blood!

Yu Qiao kept complaining about him, and kept forgiving him.

He groaned in pain, presumably because of the pain. All the people in the house are left with no owners for the death of their father, and who cares about the life or death of a subordinate.

Yu Qiao walked out, called a subordinate, and ordered him to invite Lang Zhong in his grandmother's room. My grandmother couldn't stand such a catastrophe and had already fainted several times from crying.

Lang Zhong came to check Watson and put medicine on him. said to Yu Qiao: "Most of them were minor injuries, and the most serious one was stabbed in the chest, and it was almost a few minutes before it was stabbed in the heart." I have medicated and bandaged him, and whether he can hold on depends on his creation. ”

Lang Zhong went out, and Yu Qiao approached him and finally held his hand. With this grip, the pain in my heart became even deeper, and my body trembled in pain.

His mouth squirmed, and his brow furrowed in pain.

Yu Qiao leaned his head over and heard him whisper: "Qiao'er......"

Her tears were pouring down like rain.

She wanted to be reborn in this prosperous world to enjoy life, but overnight, life and death parted so much that she was so painful that every cell was about to burst.

After burying his head in his chest and weeping hard, he wiped away his tears and went to wake his father's spirit.

I stayed up all night and knelt until dawn. His eyes were sunken, and he was almost dripping with blood.

Let Cui'er hold on to see the old lady. Grandma Sun choked and said, "The old lady cried and fainted, woke up and cried again, and finally fell asleep in a daze just now." Miss, go back to sleep, too. ”

asked Cui'er to help her to visit Wang, and Yuzhu said the same thing.

This family, except for the woman, is a few brothers who have not grown up, and they are not strong people.

Yumo was already weak, he knelt all night and cried all night, he couldn't even stand up, or Xiao An carried back to the room.

On the contrary, it was Li Xiaoniang, who was usually delicate, who was helping Song Mingtu all night long, calling his subordinates to prepare this and that, although her eyes were crying like a peach, she just held on.

The Taoist priests who did the work were invited, and the white fan was also hung on the door of the house, and white curtains were also hung everywhere in the house. Some relatives and friends also came to mourn.