(This chapter is an addition to the Condor Scroll, and a formal explanation of the question in Chapter 2 that some often talk about.) Full of dissatisfaction, leave it to you to think! ）

A hundred years have passed, Bai Ye is one hundred and thirty-one years old, and his face is still that young, but he is already one of the most senior figures in this Republic of China, and it can be said that he has watched the Republic of China grow from a young age to the present.

Many years ago, grandfather Huang Yaoshi, mother Huang Rong, father Guo Jing, brother-in-law Yeluqi, and eldest sister Guo Fu couldn't bear the passage of time and passed away one after another.

He still remembers that Huang Rong has not passed away, she held his hand, and the mother and son walked on the shore of a green willow lake, her appearance and appearance have not changed much, but the death of her grandfather Huang Yaoshi and father Guo Jing has made this woman worse day by day.

As she walked, she suddenly raised her head and asked with a smile: "Son, when you were four years old, you said a lot to me, and I was very curious why my son knew so much?" ”

Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look at her mother, who was shorter than herself, and was about to speak, but she shook her head with a smile and said softly: "Don't tell Weiniang, my mother knows that you are my son and my own flesh and blood, it is enough." ”

"My mother has lived a very happy life, although I lost my mother when I was a child, but my father has always loved me very much, as long as I have good things, he does not want to give it to me. Later, I got angry with my father and ran out in a fit of anger, and I met Brother Jing again, and I experienced many ups and downs during this time......"

Huang Rong said, her tone was very nostalgic, the memories of the past are still there, but the people in her memory are gone.

"It was also a happy time, although there were separations and misunderstandings, but after all, it was a beautiful and young time......

Bai Ye listened quietly, although he knew that his mother Huang Rong had told him many times, and occasionally Huang Rong would tell some interesting stories about her own childhood, which made her grandfather smile bitterly, but he still listened patiently.

"Later, I married Brother Jing and lived together on Peach Blossom Island, accompanied by day and night, for more than ten years."

"Your eldest sister Fu'er was born in those years, and my mother was really happy at that time, thinking, 'Is such a little thing the flesh and blood of me and Brother Jing?' Good little little guy. ’”

Speaking of the eldest daughter she gave birth to, Huang Rong's face was full of maternal brilliance, at that time she was a new mother, thinking about making this little thing eat and drink well, not to be sick, not to be bullied, to protect her, not to be like herself, without the love of her mother.

Therefore, she spoils Guo Fu very much, and as the daughter of the Guo family, whether it is Ke Zhenwei or Guo Jing, she has a kind of doting on Guo Fu, especially Huang Rong's doting on Guo Fu.

Back then, Guo Fu cut off Yang Guo's arm with a sword, Guo Jing wanted to return an arm for an arm and cut off Guo Fu's arm together, but Huang Rong stopped her, and she also helped Guo Fu escape, and the matter was finally over.

She, really doesn't know that Guo Fu is wrong? How did she persuade Guo Jing?

Just because she is extremely doting on her own children, she lost her mother Feng Yu when she was young, she doesn't want her children to be like this, she wants to be like a mother bird with full wings, sheltering her children all the way to grow up.

Later, stationed in Xiangyang, Guo Jing's chivalrous demeanor of determined to serve the country and the people was not what she needed, but she accompanied her husband and had no regrets in her life, even if she died generously together in the original book, she did not regret it.

Maybe all she hopes is that the family lives on Peach Blossom Island and lives an ordinary life.

However, she can't, her husband Guo Jing is a hero, a hero who stands up to the sky and wants to serve the country and the people.

When the city of Xiangyang was in danger, in order to ensure that Mongolia would not break the city and go south, in order to protect the peace of the people, Guo Jing came here, so she also came.

Is she happy on the days of defending the city? Or unhappy?

There is a turmoil in the rivers and lakes, one generation comes, and one generation goes.

At the martial arts conference, Yang Guo, Xiaolongnu, King Jinlun, Li Mochou, Huo Du and others stirred this Xiangyang again.

And at this time, more than ten years later, she was pregnant again!

A twin, a baby girl in the dangerous city, she gave birth to a baby boy and a baby girl surrounded by strong enemies.

The baby girl is a concubine, the baby boy is broken, the baby girl was taken away after birth, she dragged the body that did not recover after giving birth, trekking through mountains and rivers, just to find her daughter.

Yes, she is a martial artist, or a martial artist with good strength, but she walks the rivers and lakes, and which one of the dangers and characters she faces is not?

She found her daughter, a baby boy and a baby girl, and she raised two little ones, and she personally watched them run around from two little dolls to two little dolls.

The little girl is as smart as she was when she was young; The little boy was also very smart, and she felt that the little boy had inherited her mother's abilities.

According to her father, her mother was like this, and she had the ability to never forget.

Sometimes, she wonders, is it not God to see that she lost an unforgettable mother when she was a child, and compensates her for a freak-like son?

She knows that her son is special and special, but whether it is Guo Fu, Guo Xiang, or Guo Poyu, in her heart, they are all her children.

And she is the mother of the third sibling.

She is willing to hold up a piece of the sky for the three sisters and brothers, and use her wings to shelter them from the wind and rain.

She is a mother animal who only protects her calves, and even if her children are wrong or not, she is willing to spoil them and protect them to thrive.

Her four-year-old son has already recognized a lot of words, and she has pestered her to teach a lot of martial arts knowledge, and she also satisfies her son with a smile.

She was also secretly observing, for fear that something would go wrong with this little guy's indiscriminate practice of martial arts, she didn't think that her son should be strong in martial arts, and it was best to live his life in peace.

She found that her son was eccentric and intelligent, and he practiced martial arts very modestly, getting up on time every day, doing what he had to do, learning to read and write, and came to her to learn about martial arts, often muttering words she didn't understand, and doing strange things.

She also thought that her son was a monster for a while, but she didn't care, this little thing was born by her, raised by her, even if it was a monster, it was a little monster born and raised by her.

She has been protecting him in secret, for fear that someone will control her son and harm him, so she didn't even tell Guo Jing many of her son's information.

Looking at her son who came to chat with her after practicing, she likes to hold his soft little body and pinch her son's face the most, she likes to see him unhappy, but she can't take her expression?

Her son told her something, some secrets that she didn't know whether they were true or false, and she was a little surprised, but not shocked.

Those so-called peerless cheats, in her eyes, but Er'er, she is not a person who particularly likes to practice martial arts, otherwise with her intelligence and intelligence, as one of the five absolute father's means, she should have been a master of a woman.

Although she is also a heroine master now, her martial arts have never been top-notch.

Her son believed in her, and she believed in her own son, she was very curious, but she didn't ask to the end, holding her soft son, she suddenly felt a little heavy, and couldn't help but sigh that a meat dumpling had become so big.

The son and daughter are growing up, and she is watching the actions step by step, she knows that her son is not ordinary, he has strange ideas and ideas, and he wants to do something special, and even his second daughter has become his son's follower.

As a smart, doting mother, she does her best to help her children, just like many parents in modern times, who work all their lives and want to buy a house for their children, provide a down payment or something.

She did the same, supporting her children, watching him gather a group of orphaned beggars to study together, watching him pass on his martial arts to them without hesitation, teaching them all kinds of strange and strange knowledge.

She smiled and watched her daughter grow up, but she was slowly aging!

Many years later, with her help, the son and daughter formed a force.

Once a sensation in the world, this small force started the chariot, and she still silently watched her children fly away, accompanying her husband to garrison Xiangyang.

The son fought with the King of the Golden Wheel, was seriously injured and almost died, she arrived in the starry night, and saw her son who was wrapped in zongzi and fell asleep, and felt angry and pity.

She wanted to run over to her son and ask him, "Do you have stiff wings?" Think you're so powerful that you went to fight alone with King Jinlun? ”

But she didn't, she instead helped her son and daughter's forces protect their results.

When her son woke up, she found that she was not angry, but she just didn't want to see her son hurt.

Time changes again, her husband and son have a conflict, she is a wife of one side and a mother of one party, she is very difficult to be caught in the middle, the palms and backs of her hands are all meat, it is difficult to distinguish between the severity and the severity, you can't say that the flesh of the palm of the hand hurts with a knife, and the meat on the back of the hand does not hurt?

She and her daughter Guo Xiang are trying to maintain the peace of the whole family, her appearance is still young, but her heart is getting old.

People are not only looking old, but also changing their hearts.

Sit and watch the clouds rise and watch the flowers bloom and fall.

Time passes, every year on the birthdays of her and Guo Jing and others, her son will still send gifts, but he refuses to go home, only on the birthday of his children, she will strictly order his son to go home, cook for the young lady and brother, and cook a bowl of longevity noodles for the children.

In her eyes, her husband is the love of her life, and her children are the continuation of her life, she loves them very much and does not want to give up any party.

She feels that her son is a person who does great things and wants to become the king of the world, she hopes that her son will become the supreme in the world, but she doesn't want it.

She is very smart, in some books she has read, and in the rumors of people's words, emperors are ruthless, she knows that her son is not, but she is afraid that one day, her son will kill her husband with his own hands and behead his relatives.

On the occasion of the Chinese New Year, she went to see her son who couldn't come home, and her son had a big fight with her friend Lao Naughty, and the seemingly ruthless son had actually left his hand.

When she saw this, she was a little happy in her heart, the young man in blue was still like when she was a child, and she was holding and pinching her face.

All her life, all her life, he was her son, and he was born in her blood and flesh and blood when she was conceived in October and surrounded by strong enemies.

Whether he is a monster or a prodigy, or the reincarnation of a god or demon, he is one of her children in this life.

Her son's power is getting stronger and stronger, and she is getting older, like a flower, and her heart is getting older, and she is pleased to see her three children grow from childhood to now.

She and her husband left Xiangyang, where they did not need to protect it, and the Mongols could not attack it.

She joined her son's administrative sequence and advised her son on the development of his son's power.

Finally, Xiang'er is about to get married, and his son sent his sister to the sedan chair. Seeing her daughter get married, she had to sigh at the rush and ruthlessness of time!

The power is thriving, and there is a statue of bullying the world, as those storytellers said, this is Jiaohua into a dragon, to take the Jiuding artifact.

However, the son did not ascend the throne as emperor, and what he did was still very strange. But she didn't say anything, silently supported, watched her grown children fly in the sky, and when they sometimes flew tired and came home, she cooked and cooked a table of delicious food and drink.

Time is gone, the years are difficult to look back, in her life memory, there are many characters, Daddy Huang Yaoshi, those dumb slaves on Peach Blossom Island, Jiangnan Seven Monsters, Senior Sister and Senior Brother, Hong Qigong, Quanzhen Seven Sons, Yinggu, Zhou Botong, Master Yideng, Ouyang Ke, Ouyang Feng, Yang Kang, Mu Nianci, Yang Guo, Guo Jing, Guo Fu, Guo Xiang, Guo Poyu, etc., people come and go, and they start and die.

Nowadays, many people have died, even her father, her husband and brother, who loved her, have passed away one by one.

She has no regrets, she doesn't need to regret them, what she has, what she has experienced, is enough.

The beautiful memories of her life unfolded like a picture scroll, and she couldn't help but smile when she was a child, a girl, a wife, a mother, and an ancestor.

In March, the water reflects the blue waves, and the catkins on the lakeshore fly!

When Huang Rong died, Bai Ye didn't tell her that little secret, not that he didn't want to tell, but that his mother, this woman, didn't need to know.

Every year, standing at his mother's grave, he would think of this woman, who liked to hold him in the face and teach him literacy and martial arts, and always helped him......

Distant years later, this is still his fondest memory.

Afterword: I put it in the third volume as an update for today, that is, for today's uncorrected text. It's also here for everyone to see, and I'll move it to another place tomorrow.

This is the Huang Rong I understand in my book, you have different ideas, and that's the only way!