"Meet the Patriarch!"

Just a word will make everyone kneel on the ground and bow sincerely, which is what a long-standing family can embody.

Even if many people are dissatisfied with the patriarch, the deep-rooted education of respect and inferiority since childhood has long been deeply rooted in everyone's thoughts, in fact, if it weren't for the recent changes in the Chu family, the changes of the older generation and the sudden collapse of Chu Hao, the big stone that pressed on the hearts of all the younger generations, these people would have been a little carried away for a while.

In normal times, even if it is behind the scenes, no matter how much courage you give these children, no one dares to comment on the patriarch.

"What are you talking about, what kind of noise is this, what kind of system it has become. ”

It was not light, but it was full of a majestic voice, but no one dared to raise their heads, and no one dared to answer, but they subconsciously lowered their heads, and at this moment they knew that if they answered half a sentence wrong, no one could protect them.

Even if the owner of that voice has been dissatisfied with his own family, as long as he still sits in that position for a moment, as long as it is not related to the survival of the family, no one can object to his decision.

Because he is the patriarch, the decision-maker of a family.

What's more, if someone dares to intercede, it is undoubtedly a direct challenge to the rules set by a family for thousands of years.

"Father?!"

Chu Hao didn't look up, but kept shouting these two words in his heart, it wasn't that he didn't dare to lift it, on the contrary, he wanted to lift it more than anyone else, but he didn't want to lift it more than anyone else, he was afraid that the moment he raised his head, what he saw would only be the father who was covered in blood, had a broken arm, and the wound kept bleeding, but he still looked at himself with loving eyes, and said to himself, I really want to watch my son grow up.

Since waking up again, Chu Hao has not seen Chu Mu, first, he dare not see it, and second, Chu Mu has gone far away and has never returned, which also makes Chu Hao have always had a complex relationship of wanting to see but not daring to see, wanting to see but not seeing.

"Alright, let's all step aside. ”

Without waiting for Chu Hao to come over, the voice came slowly again, and the meaning of letting go in the words also made the hearts of the people present feel relieved, but before they could fully get up and raise their heads, the next words made everyone kneel down again, and the cold sweat suddenly wet their bodies.

"In the future, remember, no matter what, you are all members of the Chu family, and death is also the ghost of the Chu family, in the future, every word and deed should be for the sake of the Chu family, and next time this kind of nonsense about the elders and shameful peers behind your back must not happen, otherwise I will never spare it!"

As soon as the voice fell, before everyone could raise their heads again, they said, "Chu Hao, you let me in, and the others will retreat." ”

"Yes!"

Everyone including Chu Hao immediately responded, and when Chu Hao raised his head, all he saw was a white heel that disappeared on the threshold and was embroidered with a black dragon tail.

Father, can I always call you that way from now on?

Chu Hao got up, patted the dust on his robe, and looked up with some apprehension, in front of him, the two words written on the plaque clearly showed the usefulness of the attic in front of him.

Ancestral hall!

And those three words, Chu Hao recognized at a glance that it was his father Chu Mu's handwriting, flying with calmness, obviously Chu Mu should not be very old when he wrote the two words, and the words revealed an irrepressible ambition.

In fact, writing these two words has always been the rule of the Chu family, and the meaning is to make every patriarch not forget the heavy responsibility on his body.

Taking a breath, Chu Hao raised his feet and walked forward, and when he stepped on the threshold where the wood was already a little whitish, the smell of incense and candles suddenly made his originally slightly relaxed expression a little tighter, and his hands were unconsciously clenched.

The memories of the third life, especially those bits and pieces about the Chu family and some people close to him, kept coming to mind, and at this moment, he really integrated into this life.

Those "unique" memories from the past will be placed in the deepest part of my heart in the future.

It should be that he began to be greedy for the peace and joy of this moment, so in the future, those bloody storms staged in the Chu family, absolutely, absolutely, will not let him appear again.

The clenched fists, the white fingers, and the delicate but resolute face made Chu Hao make the heaviest oath to his heart at this moment.

"Not coming in yet?!"

"-Yes!"

The low but slightly majestic magnetic voice pulled Chu Hao's mind back to the ancestral hall, and Chu Hao, who stepped into the ancestral hall, raised his head with the sound, and under the incense platform full of tablets, the familiar but unfamiliar back that seemed to have been separated by a hundred years was under a few wisps of green smoke, which was a little blurry.

It's not that the fragrance is too strong, but Chu Hao's eyes are a little moist, so Chu Hao, who hurriedly bowed his head in response, also hurriedly wiped away his tears with his sleeves embroidered with a circle of cyan patterns, and when he raised his head, the back on the incense platform had already walked in front of him.

"The child visits his father. ”

The eyes continued to fill with tears for a moment, instantly blurring the already clear vision again, and Chu Hao did not wipe his tears with his sleeves again, but at the moment when the figure stood in front of him, he immediately knelt on the ground, spread his palms on the ground, and kowtowed respectfully.

"Hmm?...... Let's put incense on the ancestors first. ”

Seeing Chu Hao kneeling down, still so solemn, the owner of the voice was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't know whether he was surprised by Chu Hao's name for himself that had long disappeared, or whether he was surprised by the heaviness that Chu Hao felt at the moment, but the voice paused, and then changed back to its original flat and low feeling again.

"Yes!"

Chu Hao didn't raise his head and get up, but just moved his knees and changed his body before he raised his head, looked at the incense platform full of tablets and kowtowed respectfully three times again before he got up and bowed his head in the direction of Chu Mu without saying a word.

"Are you blaming me for not punishing them just now, or blaming me for not showing up to see you after you were injured?"

Looking down at the rolling dragon boots embroidered with black silk for a long time, Chu Hao did not speak, and the atmosphere of the ancestral hall became even more depressing under the smell of incense and candles, perhaps Chu Hao's expression made him misunderstand something, and after a while, the slightly muffled voice sounded again, asking what his son was thinking at the moment.

It's just that he couldn't have imagined that the son in front of him was no longer the son who was under Chenghuan's knees, but he was punished by himself again and again, and his personality became more flamboyant, nor was it the son who suddenly fell into a coma a year ago and had a sense of alienation to himself after waking up, but Chu Hao, who already had an experience that no one dared to believe, and his heart had undergone a qualitative change.

A Chu Hao who was full of strangeness and rejection to him before, but now he has changed because of the sentence that is accompanied by death and anger in the background, but it is just a father who simply said to his son.

Son, if I could, I really want to see you grow up.

"No, my father is too worried!" Chu Hao still lowered his head, he didn't dare to wipe his tears with his sleeves, he could only endure it, no longer thinking about those things, trying to dry his tears.

Then he looked up. ”

"Yes!"

Chu Hao raised his head slowly, although the tears did not disappear completely, it did not prevent Chu Hao from looking at the sight of a person standing in front of him.

Above the boots embroidered with a black rolling dragon, the figure wearing a red big dragon stood upright, due to his height, as far as Chu Hao could see, on the white power shirt he was wearing, it was not the bloodstains that had been floating in Chu Hao's mind, but the white that it should have belonged, that was the purple placket of the strong shirt, a dragon embroidered with gold wire, like a golden dragon swimming, filling Chu Hao's pupils.

It's just that what is even more dazzling is the shoulder and neck sewn with ferret fur on the big neck, and the few strands of gray hair in the jet-black color scattered on the snow, which not only made Chu Hao's heart shrink.

Subconsciously raised his head and crossed the chest of the golden dragon's dancing clothes, but was looked back by a dazzling look, but that slight glance made Chu Hao's subconsciously nervous heart suddenly settle down.

The man in front of him, wearing a red shirt, a purple shirt, a golden dance pattern, a resolute face, and stunning eyes, although the crown inadvertently revealed a little gray, although he had a little more vicissitudes, but the benchmark standing, upright figure, but still the father in his mind.

The father who made him have in his heart, even if the sky falls, he can still support it, even if there is an extra scene covered in blood and torn clothes in his memory, Chu Hao has never doubted it, Chu Hao firmly believes that if his father does not die, there will be a time when he will fight in this world in the future.

"Huh?!Are you crying?" Chu Mu frowned, because he clearly saw his eyes looking at the red but still tearful eyes, obviously he had misunderstood something.

"Yes!" the child cried. ”

Chu Hao didn't quibble, but replied, he was familiar with the temper of the person in front of him, and if he quibbled, he might not be able to please him.

"And you're still blaming me?"

"Nope!"

Hearing his son's answer, Chu Mu was expressionless, just staring at Chu Hao's eyes, as if he wanted to see something from them, until he suddenly asked, "Really?"

Listening to Chu Mu's slightly harsh question, Chu Hao nodded but was silent, because he couldn't tell his father the real reason why he was crying.

"That's fine, actually...... The Father has called you in because he has something to tell you...... Doubt ...... for the father!"

Seeing his son nodding, Chu Mu didn't say anything more, just walked to the table and chair located not far from the incense platform, untied the belt on his chest, took off the big, put it on the back of the chair, and then sat on the pear wood round chair, looked at Chu Hao, was silent for a moment, and finally explained.

And it was the first sentence at the beginning of the explanation that made Chu Hao's expression tighten, and his pupils subconsciously shrank, and he looked at Chu Mu fiercely.

"Father, what did you say?!"