Chapter Seventy-One: That's My Brother!

Lao Fan and his wife kept warm for a while, ate under the waiter of their wife, took a bath, lay on the bed and were about to sleep, suddenly remembered the situation during the day today, and suddenly fell asleep.

Mrs. Fan was about to fall asleep, but she was tossed by Fan Wensheng and woke up. Looking at Fan Wensheng's frowning brows, he complained: "I don't sleep at night, what are you thinking! You just came back today, can you give yourself a vacation!"

Lao Fan's face became more and more solemn, and he sighed heavily: "Why don't I want to give myself a vacation? But why did I disappear and why did I come back? How to deal with Wusheng, it's difficult!"

Mrs. Fan's heart was gloomy when she heard this. Fan Wusheng is his brother-in-law, but he just did this big thing of rebellion, on the one hand, it is brotherhood, on the other hand, it is the righteousness of family law, how Fan Wensheng chooses is a dilemma.

I heard Lao Fan continue: "The most difficult thing is not how to deal with Wusheng, but Wusheng's motivation to seize power. This is the hardest part of me. ”

Mrs. Fan's eyebrows moved, and she did not interrupt Fan Wensheng's words:

"Wusheng's seizure of power is not for himself at all. The outside world misunderstood him. He is for his old brethren who were born and died under his hands. Do you remember the years ago when I frequently transferred officers in the troop? At that time, I was planning with all my heart, ignoring the feelings of Wusheng, and also ignoring the feelings of Wusheng's brothers. In a way, it's me who forced Wusheng to rebel. Hehe, now it should be said that I forced Wu Sheng to death. Fan Wusheng smiled bitterly.

"The plan was so important that I was the only one who knew the detailed steps from beginning to end, and there were few people who knew about the plan. It's just that there are no martial arts among these people. In addition, there was a message before saying that my suspicion is gradually rising, and I am ready to clean up the ......."

"That's all despicable villains chewing on the root of their tongues, sir, don't take it to heart. When Mrs. Fan heard this interrupting Fan Wensheng's words, she comforted her in a harmonious voice.

Fan Wensheng smiled bitterly: "You know, I know. But others don't know. I knew that Wu Sheng absolutely believed that this was a rumor, but this rumor appeared at the right time, just half a year before my plan was implemented. At the beginning of the plan, I was so moved, and there were rumors first, who still didn't believe it? But I still have bitter words, and I can't explain the plan and the discernment, and the half-concealed explanation will only make people more suspicious, and if I don't explain, wouldn't it be a tacit acquiescence?"

"But didn't the master also explain to the uncle at that time?"

"But as I said, the half-truths of the explanation may still be believed if the action stops, but when the plan has reached the most critical time, how can I stop? In this way, my explanation of Wusheng has completely become a deception. The grievances of my old subordinates, coupled with my 'deception', Wu Sheng must have begun to complain about me in his heart. After that, I took back Wusheng's military power, and let the Fan family, who was making great strides, suddenly stop, which was interpreted by the outside world as I wanted to attack Wusheng. The rumors stop at the wise, but there are not so many wise people, and the only one who can refute the rumors is that I was entangled by an unexpected incident at that time, and I did not respond in time. In this way, Wu Sheng really thought that I was going to do something to him. He is my own brother who is a mother and a twin egg, how could I Fan Wensheng do something to him?" Speaking of this, Fan Wensheng's old face was full of tears, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"But it didn't work. Takeshi is dominated by his own preconceived notions and goes further and further down this path. I can only look at it from afar, I hate myself so much!!Why didn't I include Wusheng in this plan in the first place, why didn't I make a remedy for so many opportunities in the middle? Wusheng is here today, it's completely my fault!"

Fan Wensheng lay on the bed and cried, muttering incessantly, "Daddy, I'm sorry for you, Wusheng, I'm sorry for you", Mrs. Fan looked at her husband like this, and her heart was very uncomfortable, so she gently held Fan Wensheng in her arms, trying her best to use her tenderness to soothe the sadness in Fan Wensheng's heart.

Fan Wensheng couldn't help crying, and suddenly fell into a warm and familiar embrace, which further detonated his emotions and made him cry even more sad. The dry hands clutched Mrs. Fan's arm tightly, and Mrs. Fan was in pain, but she didn't realize it, and she was still crying loudly. While crying, Fan Wensheng said:

"I remember when I was a kid with Wu Sheng, I said I didn't like to learn martial arts. Wu Sheng said, 'Then brother, you learn literature and I learn martial arts, and our brothers have one literature and one martial arts, leading the family to the top'. I didn't know at the time that Wusheng didn't like to learn martial arts, but as soon as I said it myself, Wusheng blew away Teacher Xixi the next day and asked my father to find him a martial artist. No matter how hard it is, no matter how tired it is, it never complains to me. The five-year-old child practiced every day until he fainted, just because he heard the martial artist say to his father, 'This child is not good at martial arts'. Such a terrible training intensity, not to mention at that time, no one in the Fan Mansion is practicing like that now!"

"Back then, I didn't marry you, and I was still eating and living in the same room with Wusheng. It was a deep night, very windy, and the moon was hazy. Wu Sheng was practicing night exercises in the courtyard, and I was reading a book in the room. A fresh breeze blew, the lights went out, and I felt a gust of wind blowing towards my chest. Just when I knew I was going to die and gave up resisting, Wu Sheng rushed in from outside the courtyard screaming and fighting with the man. Wu Sheng is far from that person's opponent, but for me, Wu Sheng stood up again and again and fought to the death with that person. Even though blood spurted from his mouth and nose, he still shouted at me to go quickly......"

"Later, I married you, and Wu Sheng called you sister-in-law every day. When you were pregnant with Xiaoxuan, Wu Ji was only two years old, and Wu Sheng, a man of five years and three thick, coaxed Wu Ji to sleep like a child every day, just to let you rest more and take care of the fetus. ”

Later, my father died. I carried the burden of my family. Wu Sheng was beside me, like my shadow, not leaving an inch, just to prevent the recurrence of that night. ”

"I'm growing up, I'm maturing. began to plot to make the Fan family rise. How many times Wu Sheng was born and died for this plan, how many times he was close to death, how many times he was near death, how many times he knew that he was a Jedi and went without hesitation, everything is my words. As long as I say, 'Wusheng, we want to take this place,' Wusheng will help me take that place with his life!"

"When he was first born into this world, he was the same as me, and he had any scabs on his body? What about now? How can he have a good skin on his body! That is all for me!! Now how can you let me order him to be executed! That is my own brother, I am his eldest brother, my younger brother has made a mistake, and the eldest brother will fall into the well if he does not protect him, is this eldest brother still human!"

"Fuck it! I'll fuck your uncle's Fan Wusheng, you're a fucking bastard!!" Fan Wensheng just whispered at first, and his mood changed several times in the process of telling. There is laughter, bitterness, pride, and anger. As she spoke, Mrs. Fan also remembered all the things she had done with her uncle, and her eyes turned red. Infinite regret rose in my heart.

Fan Wensheng cried for a long time and stopped crying. When he walked out of Fan Wusheng's study in the morning, he was calm because he understood. But it was precisely because he understood that his heart was in chaos in an instant, he had no clue about anything, he was confused and depressed, and without the wisdom beads of the past in his hands, he was shrouded in great self-blame, and there was no tears at all. There is nothing more mourning than death, nothing is like this. Now in front of his dearest people, Fan Wensheng vented all the emotions in his heart in one go, and he was comfortable and happy. Although no practical problems were solved, Fan Wensheng finally returned to normal.

Mrs. Fan also noticed the change in her husband, no longer mourning more than death, no longer hoarse, became calm and quiet, she cleaned up her mood, smiled at her husband and changed the topic: "When you were dealing with things in front of me today, what do you guess I saw?"

Fan Wensheng listened to his wife's smiling tone, and his heart suddenly became suspicious, he was sad like this, you don't cry twice with you, you can't do your wife's responsibility, but you can still laugh? This thought rose in his mind, Lao Fan began to think about how to punish his wife for failing to fulfill his wife's responsibilities, and then Lao Fan suddenly thought of it-wife's responsibility...... Lao Fan thought so, his heart was divided, and the sadness really went a little.

Mrs. Fan didn't expect that her man would not only not be sad, but how to punish herself, she smiled and told today's events. But after she finished speaking, she didn't hear her husband's hearty laughter as she expected, and when she looked at it in surprise, she found that her husband's eyes were very strange, and his face was a little ugly.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Fan was confused by Fan Wensheng's reaction.

Lao Fan's face changed slightly, and he said with some expectation: "You really didn't stop that kid from fooling the fish?"

"Nope. What's wrong?"

"Really not?" Old Fan's old face was distorted.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" Mrs. Fan was annoyed. This person just asks for a long time, and if he doesn't laugh, forget it, but he arouses people's curiosity and doesn't explain, really!

"You, you, why don't you expand this misunderstanding! How nice it would be if you expanded this misunderstanding! How good it would be if you made this misunderstanding into a barrier! Oh, what a great opportunity to miss!" Lao Fan actually beat his chest and looked like he couldn't reach it. Bladder...... Ahem, I saw Mrs. Fan pick up the pillow, Lao Fan hurriedly told him about his bet with Wang Qi, and then squatted at the foot of the bed with an old face, at a loss.

"What's the matter! That kid is only ten years old, right? He got married early! Now he pesters us as a companion. In the future, when the fish grows up, they may not look down on him, so worry about it!" When Mrs. Fan heard that Old Fan was the reason, she couldn't cry or laugh, and said angrily. The pillow that had been grabbed in his hand still smashed on Lao Fan's body. However, if it was smashed before, it was angry, but now it is frolicking at best.

Lao Fan listened to his wife's words, and his brows were sad, but he didn't relax much. He is familiar with that kid's temperament, not to mention that the kid is treacherous and cunning, and the fish can't escape from the palm of his hand, but if he can escape, with that kid's character, the fish is estimated to be more than lucky! Raw rice is cooked and ripe, robbed, abducted, and lured...... Can you think of these means, that kid can't think of it?

That means that his granddaughter will definitely be Wang Fan's in the future?

Lao Fan felt pain when he thought of this ugly name. Since you can't run, you must not be able to cheapen this kid smoothly! It seems that you have to go and agitate your daughter tomorrow, and it's best not to give this kid a face! Hey, I heard Madame say that this kid offended his daughter during the day today? Hey, hey, kid, this is your own death......

Mrs. Fan saw her husband squatting at the foot of the bed, his face was depressed for a while, angry for a while, and treacherous on the right for a while, so she picked up her pillow and smashed it angrily: "I can't sleep!

Lao Fan was smashed by the pillow, and when he turned his head, he saw his wife's coquettish appearance with anger and annoyance, and his index finger moved in his heart, and suddenly thought of his own thoughts just now: The responsibility of his wife...... I smashed myself again just now: Husband Gang is sluggish...... Lao Fan's face suddenly became lewd: "Madam, sleep, sleep well......!"

"Hey, hey, what are you doing! You're so old, you're not ashamed! Ahhh......h

Although Mrs. Fan is old, but the charm still exists, Lao Fan tonight for her husband, in order to help Mrs. remember the responsibility of being a wife, spread the joy and used her life's skills, just to enjoy this half-old who is in love with her own affection......

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