Sidu, who had been standing beside him, leaned over its fluffy head, gently rubbed Fu'er's calf, and screamed "woo".

The two brothers stood beside their mother, their eyes red and bloodshot, clenched in grief and unable to vent their fists.

"I know you can't stand it for a while...... But I have to ...... Tell you about it. Chunhe was depressed and continued with difficulty.

"We were in Ba Maotei...... Three people came...... Two tall, one shorter was an old man's voice...... They were all dressed in long cloaks and covered their faces......"

"Mom, did they talk at that time?" Yingtian asked eagerly.

"They talked, but I just remember a tall guy saying to your dad 'it's really you'...... As soon as he finished speaking, I didn't know anything in front of me. ”

Chunhe said intermittently: "I can remember that voice for the rest of my life." When I woke up, I saw a big pool of blood...... It's your dad's...... It must be...... Whining. Saying that, Chunhe couldn't help but cry again.

"Dad!" Fu'er screamed and fainted, and the three of them hurried her into the inner room.

In Miao Fu's room, she lay quietly on the bed, tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes. Chunhe leaned weakly on the side of the bed, her right hand kept wiping her tears, she turned her head and said softly: "Tian'er, you are the boss...... In the future, you should take the lead and take care of your younger siblings...... Read good books. ”

As soon as his mother's words were finished, Yingtian hurriedly said, "Mom, I don't study anymore, and my family can't afford three people to go to school." I'm going to ......"

"No! You all have to study hard...... Your dad told me again and again...... Ahem...... Besides, we have saved some money in the past few years, so you don't have to worry...... Ahem...... "Chunhe was a little anxious, coughing and talking.

"Mom, I can study at home, and I can also farm and do housework, I will definitely find a way to find out who killed my father......" Yingtian said categorically.

"You!" Chunhe's hand kept shaking, and he was already angry: "Why are you so disobedient!" …… Ahem. ”

"You're not allowed to check! This is what your dad has repeatedly emphasized...... Ahem...... He said it was very dangerous and would kill you! The mother did not budge, and almost screamed before she finished speaking.

"Brother, I'm going to check. Even if you die, you have to ......" The cold and silent Han Bing came out coldly, his attitude was firm, and his eyes lit up.

"You! ......" Chunhe raised his right hand, wanting to fight back. She turned her head to look at Yingtian, then looked back at Han Bing in a daze, as if something was difficult to say.

"We're not going to look it up...... Brother, did you say no? A weak voice interrupted Haruha's thoughts, and she slowly lowered her hand.

At this time, Yingtian and Han Bing saw that Miaofu had slowly sat up, turned her back to her mother, and quietly winked at her two elder brothers.

"Okay, let's listen to my mother." Yingtian reacted immediately, and couldn't bear to cooperate with Fu'er. Han Bing didn't speak anymore, but he still looked so stubborn. Obviously, they also intend to compromise for the time being like Miao Fu, and they can't make their mother sad anymore.

This night, Yingtian couldn't sleep, his eyes stared at the black and green tiles on the roof, and he thought a lot sadly.

The figure of his father's majestic man was still so clearly presented in his mind, he still seemed to be able to see that kind face, and he could also hear his voice.

However, my father is gone! It's as unreal as a dream. Yingtian's heart resisted for a long time, and it was always difficult to accept this reality.

When he really realized that he didn't have a father, Yingtian's tears had soaked the pillow. He suddenly remembered the milky white light mist that Tang Feifei said, was this similar to the true qi light cluster emitted by his father on the top of the White Tower? If it is really milky white internal qi, there should be ...... among the three Grand Master!

Yingtian is a spirit, and there is no sleepiness at all.

He believes that his father's affairs must be related to the Dugu family in the capital. Although his father had warned them not to get involved with this hidden family, Yingtian secretly made up his mind in his heart that no matter how strong the Dugu family was, no matter how many great masters they had, he would go to find and investigate, and he would not let go of any enemy who harmed his father!

Although the family is very pessimistic and thinks that it will be difficult for his father to survive, Yingtian has a glimmer of hope that he wants to find out his father's whereabouts. In any case, life is to see people, death is to see corpses!

Yingtian knew in her heart that the situation at home had not been good. The three siblings all have to study, and the mother alone cannot support the family for a long time. So, what to do?

As the eldest man in the current family, when there is no father to support this piece of sky, he has to stand up strong and stand up to this crumbling sky!

The next day, Chunhe got up early in the morning to cook as usual. Although she is still very weak and her heart is as depressed as a big rock, in order to ensure the normal life and learning of her children, she must be strong and do her homework as if nothing happened.

The three siblings didn't seem to sleep well, and after eating breakfast like a pair of dark circles under their eyes, they went to school.

After the children left, Chunhe looked at the deserted scene at home, remembering the bits and pieces of her husband's presence in the past, and tears couldn't help but fall down.

In the school, as soon as Yingtian arrived outside the classroom door, he was taken to the office by Teacher Wang, who was waiting in the corridor. After several inquiries, she took out the red certificate and a stack of banknotes and said, "Yingtian, this is the certificate and bonus awarded to you by the school yesterday, you have to take it." Your dad ...... now."

Teacher Wang couldn't bear to say more, so he changed the topic and said: "You are a member of the Xi Committee, you have to cheer up, and your studies can't be delayed." I'll find out more about your family. If you have any difficulties, just talk about them, and your teachers and classmates will help you. "It seems that the teacher already knows what is happening in his house.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang. You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine. Yingtian whispered, reached out to take the certificate and money, carefully put it into the schoolbag, turned around and walked out of the office.

Looking at the back of Yingtian's departure, Teacher Wang's eyebrows frowned slightly, faintly worried.

As soon as Yingtian arrived in the classroom, he felt the strange eyes of his classmates. A few classmates also gathered around to greet Yingtian carefully. Fang Doudou also came over, without the hippie smiling face of the past, and said cautiously: "Yingtian, are you okay?" I've been worried about you all night. ”

"Nothing. Don't worry, I'll take care of myself. Yingtian glanced at everyone gratefully and sat down in his seat.

Ye Zhihan, who was not far away, looked at Yingtian worriedly, feeling that his mood seemed to be much better, his brows immediately relaxed, and he took out the textbook as if relieved.

All morning, Yingtian couldn't devote himself to studying, and the figure of his father and the fog to be solved always lingered in his mind.

The sound of the school bell sounded, Yingtian shook his head helplessly, and went home with his schoolbag on his back. Fang Doudou and Ye Zhihan silently watched him go away, neither of them wanted to disturb him, and wanted him to be quiet first.

As soon as he arrived at home, Yingtian saw his younger siblings doing their homework seriously on the table in the hall. He felt very relieved that his two siblings were sensible, unlike in the past when they stayed outside after school and didn't go home for half a day.

Afterwards, Yingtian walked into the back room, took out the money and handed it to his mother: "Mom, this is the bonus given to me by the school." ”

Chunhe looked at Yingtian distressedly, hesitated for a moment and took the money. This is the money that her son bought with his life, why is she not sad?

"Tian'er, this should be nearly 20,000 yuan! Why so many? Chunhe looked at Yingtian suspiciously, and his right hand was still a little trembling.

"I haven't counted what Teacher Wang handed it to me personally." Yingtian replied seriously, he also felt incredible.