Wei Rong, who is usually cold, is like ice in the winter moon, which makes people shudder, but there are still so many women who love him, if it weren't for the granddaughter of the right minister, who was married to him.

Most of the women in Beijing are in love with this General Wei, but they don't have the courage to marry him, not to mention the Wei family's chaotic demon king Wei Ruhua, just General Wei's murderous and unblinking Yama appearance only dares to look at him from a distance and dare not talk to him.

"General Wei's visit to the shop is a blessing for the little old man, I don't know what the general has taken a fancy to, the little old man will order someone to wrap it up for the general."

Wei Rong looked at the dazzling array of jewelry, and asked the store for a while: "Take out the best jewelry and wrap it, no matter how expensive it is." ”

The shopkeeper quickly picked out all the latest jewelry and wrapped it with the same care, which was not something he could afford to provoke, and his hands trembled and he offered it.

When Wei Rong took those things, took out the silver money from his sleeve and handed it to the shopkeeper, the sleek merchant looked timid, Wei Rong saw that he was afraid of being like this, and frowned and drank lightly:

"What are you doing here? Is my Wei Rong's silver two hot? As he spoke, he slammed the silver two on the counter, and the strength was so great that the shopkeeper's legs and feet weakened, and he almost fell.

Trembling and holding the ingot of gold, although he was extremely afraid in his heart, the hand frame holding the gold was extremely tight, and he looked at the gold ingots with a smile on his face, and the folds on his smiling face were squeezed together.

Wei Rong didn't know when he became intimidating, he couldn't remember himself at the beginning, when his parents died, he was also a gentleman, listening to music and watching plays, teasing birds and playing eagles, but those days changed when he was fifteen years old, his mother was infected with a vicious disease, and he didn't get better after taking many medicines, and his father didn't know that he was in business.

Every time Wei Rong recalled these things, his heart always hurt like a tear, and his mother slowly lingered on the sickbed, and it was difficult to heal. Later, the flower and moon appearance also came to life again, and Wei Rong remembered very well that when his mother died, his face was sallow, supporting his body to look at the dead leaves in the yard.

"The autumn wind is up, the yellow leaves are falling, Ah Rong will help me to sit in the courtyard." When he cautiously stretched out his hand to help, he found that his mother was already thin at that time, and his body was weak as if a gust of wind could blow it away, Wei Rong accompanied her to talk, and when he saw his mother gradually close his eyes, Wei Rong did not cry or make trouble, and the fifteen-year-old boy only felt as if he had lost a very important person for a while, and he even felt difficult to cry.

It hurts so much, the heart is like being ripped off alive, the painful Wei Rong grew up in an instant, Wei Ruhua at that time was a milk doll, ignorant and ignorant looking at the poignant mourning hall, looking at her brother with a childish face, a few days after her mother died, her father came back in the dust, and brought a delicate woman.

I heard that it is a pipa girl from Langfang, Hangzhou, who plays a good pipa, and her eyebrows and eyes are like her mother's. It's just a fraction......

When his father was holding the spirit card and crying, Wei Rong only glanced at his father who was crying bitterly, and hugged his sister who was not knee-length next to him.

"She walked very peacefully, and she didn't see you......" Wei Rong said this sentence as rude and explicit as he hated the woman, and the father just sighed and gently put down the mother's spiritual position, with reproach in his eyes.

The young Wei Rong didn't understand, obviously you didn't even see her for the last time, how qualified you were to appear in front of her spiritual seat with such a woman.

The funeral behind was extremely grand, when the coffin was closed, Wei Rong couldn't help but have a sour nose, what a beautiful person his mother died and was tortured by illness like this, Wei Rong blamed that man, hated why he didn't come back earlier, so that when he saw his mother, maybe she wouldn't have been so remembered when she left.

Wei Ruhua made trouble many times to find his mother, Wei Rong has never said a word of respect to that person since then, Wei Rong hates him, but when he is incapable, he seems too naïve and ridiculous.

After the death of his mother, there was no laughter in the Wei family, the man became depressed and dull, and his sister was slowly forced to accept the news of his mother's death.

Every time he forbears and retreats, there are a few times when Wei Rong is ruthless with a gun and a stick and is reprimanded by that man, Wei Rong only looked at the dignified and personable man in front of him with cold eyes, and just said something coldly

"My mother is a phoenix soaring in the nine heavens, with a strong and proud backbone, a woman riding a fierce horse and drinking liquor in the desert, you brought back such a ...... Prostitute, do you want her to be blind in the underworld? ”

The man just glanced at Wei Rong in a daze, didn't say anything, his eyes were sad, Wei Rong didn't understand what [ www.biqudu.xyz] that look meant, he just felt that the person had lost his mother.

Fortunately, that woman didn't have any restless thoughts, and perhaps she knew that her identity was low, and she was trembling and cautious in the Wei family.

Wei Ruhua doesn't know anything or is close to that man, Xu feels indebted, he responds to Wei Ruhua's requests, Wei Rong's only comfortable heart is this, after the death of his mother, Wei Rong changed all his previous bad habits, since he was a child, he was a young man who was heavy in play and not very hard, picked up the martial arts that had fallen before, invited a famous professor, and did not dare to slack off day and night, dance the sword in the morning, fight at night, and no longer linger outside, within a year, Wei Rong's masters said that he was already the best among his peers.

Three scenes have passed since his mother's death, and in the year of Wei Rong's dancing elephant, it was the time when the warrior was in autumn, Wei Rong didn't say a word to the person to leave, and only when he left, he put a woman's bun on Wei Ruhua.

At that time, Wei Ruhua was just in his cardamom years, and it was the time of innocence, so he turned his head to see his brother in plain clothes, and only smiled sweetly

"Go early and come back early, Bao'er is waiting for you to go home, brother."

That night, Wei Rong remembered very clearly, the stars in the sky were dotted, and the crows were dumb. There was dead wood in his mother's yard that sprouted sprouts not long ago, and Wei Rong didn't tell the man, he thought that even if he told the man, it would be useless.

When the eighteen-year-old boy Lang first came into contact with death, his heart was full of fear, Wei Rong remembered many times when he opened his eyes to be full of devastation and rivers of blood, he didn't dare to sleep all night, he was afraid that he would never wake up if he was killed silently when he fell asleep, he wanted to fight for a merit, and he had a young sister waiting for him to come back at home, and countless times when he crawled out of the pile of dead people and stepped on other people's corpses to survive.