[Chapter 43: Life Extension]

"When your grandfather disappeared, my father was already in his early forties, and he had reached the realm of blood, and I was involved in all matters of the Lu family. But what about your second uncle, he is just a useless person who has just married the main house, but because he is the eldest son, his voice is not lower than mine, and in normal times, your grandfather's love for him is far better than mine!"

"Is this fair?" When Lu Yang asked this, the feelings that had been suppressed for decades, and the fact that Lu Ming had borne all the sins alone made Lu Yang suddenly change from a gentleman to a devil.

Feeling the hysteria, Lu Feng swallowed his saliva with difficulty: "This is really unfair, but ......"

"Not so much, but!" Lu Yang is not really crazy, he is obviously a person who can control his emotions very well, he is so crazy that he only needs one breath to calm down, and looks at Lu Feng coldly: "Don't forget whose son you are!"

"Now that the long house is big, our father and son have to be human beings with their tails between their legs. But I want you not to forget in your life that your third uncle died to fight against the fate of our concubine. Lu Yang's eyes were full of hatred: "You must fight for luck, defeat Lu Bu for me, and become the next head of the Lu family, not for me and your third uncle, but for yourself to be a concubine!"

Lu Feng looked at Lu Yang steadily, at this moment, although he still couldn't fully understand the congenital deficiencies of the concubine, he still nodded heavily after all, but what he said in his heart was: "If Lu doesn't give up, I will definitely defeat you, not because I am the concubine, but because I am Lu Feng!"

The wind in early winter is already very cool. The bamboo forests on both sides of the cemetery also trembled, and some of the yellow leaves of Zuihou were no longer able to stay with the branches, and they fell into a desolate place.

It's still the smell of chestnut wine, and there's still an old woman on crutches, but the difference is that the people who accompany you are different.

Lu Kang and Luo Hui, when they saw Lu Feipeng's grave, their expressions were different, the former was silent, and the latter was in tears.

Bu Wenhan took back the wine jug, stared at the tombstone, and muttered: "Son, eighteen years, the person who harmed you has already come to a deserved end, and the second master and his wife who are kind to you have also come to see you......"

Lu Kang's eyes flashed: "Brother Feipeng, along the way, I originally had a lot of words of thanks, but maybe because you have heard it, I can't say it at the moment...... I can only say that if it weren't for you, I would be a family of three today, don't worry, your mother is my Lu Kang's mother, and I will be a good son for you!"

"Second master, the old woman doesn't dare to be!" Bu Wenhan glanced at Lu Kang with a light gaze: "The old woman is old, and she is useless again......"

"Don't say that, old lady, Lu Kang is definitely not a lie!" Lu Kang said solemnly: "After I go back today, I will show my father, recognize you as my godmother, and take you into the inner castle to enjoy happiness." ”

"The old woman understands that the second master and the young master who do not abandon it, your father and son are both benevolent and righteous people, so naturally they will not be so hypocritical. Bu Wenhan chuckled: "It's just that the old woman plans to accompany my son here, your father and son have just returned to Hongshan, and there are still many important things to do, but go back first, don't worry about the old woman and me." ”

"How can this be done?" Lu Kang was surprised: "How can we leave you here alone in such a deserted cemetery?"