"Big brother, sister-in-law, Heavenly Leopard, I will definitely carry forward our Heavenly Star Gang, and I hope you can also smile at Jiuquan underground. ”

Han Qianye put a stick of incense on the three tombstones in front of him, and then bowed deeply three times.

Han Fei's grave was chosen in a feng shui treasure not far from the General Bureau of the Heavenly Star Gang, and on the fifteenth day of every month, Han Qianye would bring Han Ya here to incense him.

Next to his tombstone are two smaller graves, each engraved with two lines of large characters: The Tomb of Han Fei's beloved wife Han Zhao's Ningyu.

The tomb of Han Fei's beloved son Han Tianbao.

Five years ago, in addition to Han Fei, he also died with his only son, Han Tianbao.

"Father-in-law, eldest brother, mother, I hope that your Heavenly Spirit can bless our Celestial Star Gang through this hurdle, so that our gang's business will continue to flourish. ”

Han Ya also put incense on the graves of the three people.

Han Ya's father was originally a close attendant of Han Fei, and later died in a mission, Han Fei looked at the young Han Ya pitiful, so he took her and her mother over, and three years later, when Han Ya's father's mourning period expired, her mother remarried Han Fei, and he officially accepted Han Ya as a righteous daughter. Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs, martial arts, and Taoluo are carefully taught, and she is cultivated as her own biological child. At that time, every day she would compete with her brother-in-law in martial arts, learn poetry, and those who won could get Han Fei's reward, Han Tianbao would often let this sister-in-law who was not related by blood, although Han Ya lost her biological father, but she still spent a pretty good childhood under the care of her stepparents and eldest brother.

She was only three or four years old when Han Ya's father died, so in her impression, this man was her biological father.

It's a pity that God is not beautiful, and all the good things turned into powder when she was nineteen years old. That year, Han Fei and Han Tianbao died, and her mother couldn't bear the pain of losing her husband one after another, and later she was martyred.

In this way, Han Ya lived alone for another year, and in her spare time to pass the boredom, she opened a restaurant, and then met Mu Li's master and apprentice by chance four years ago, and since then her life has taken a new turn.

"Niece, in your heart, what kind of person do you think your eldest brother is. Han Qianye looked at his brother's tombstone and asked.

"The righteous father is thin and cloudy, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, he has never been sorry for anyone in his life, even if it is a small merchant and a hawker, as long as there is a request for him, the father-in-law will never sit idly by, naturally he is a rare good man in the world, doesn't the uncle ask knowingly. ”

"You're right, the eldest brother is indeed a rare good man in the world, it's not false at all," Han Qianye stroked the words on the tablet, the emotion in his eyes was indescribable, "But to say that he has never been sorry for anyone in his life is a bit of an exaggeration." ”

"Why did Uncle say that?"

"Today happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, we can stay here with the eldest brother for a while and listen to the second uncle tell a story. ”

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A few decades ago, at that time, Tai'an did not have the two big leaders of the Star Gang and the Nine Doors, and the large and small sects and gangs would be divided into a corner, and the originally small land was cut into countless small territories, among which the strongest gang was established near Mount Tai, this sect ancestors have made a fortune with darts for generations, and finally developed into the largest dart game in Tai'an in this life.

The owner of the Han family dart game is called Han Meng, as his name suggests, he is a rugged man with a fierce temperament. When he was twenty-one years old, his main house gave birth to his first son, this child has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a heroic face, which is deeply loved by Han Meng, and he named this child Han Fei. It is entrusted with the implication that the Han Family Dart Bureau can spread its wings and fly high for thousands of miles.

Two years later, his wife gave birth to a second son, the child's appearance is too delicate compared to the eldest son, but Han Meng also likes it very much, the child is named Chiba, indicating that the Han family can be evergreen for a hundred years, and the meaning of children and grandchildren is continuous.

Because Han Fei looked majestic, very much like what a dart master should look like, so when he was twelve or thirteen years old, Han Meng often asked him to go dart with some experienced old dart masters in the dart game, and gradually the supervision of the second son Chiba was a little lax. Even so, they are still a pair of brothers with a good relationship, and Han Qianye also loves this big brother very much. It wasn't until one afternoon when he was eleven years old that the first cracks began to appear in this otherwise intimate relationship.

In the afternoon of this day, Han Fei came back from the outside dart as usual, and the Han family stood outside the dart bureau waiting for the eldest young master. Except for one person.

"What about Chiba, why hasn't he come yet?"

A big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist and a seven-foot waist asked the butler standing next to him. This person is the head of the Han family's dart bureau, Han Meng.

"I went to look for the second young master just now, but I didn't find it. The old butler replied resignedly.

"Look for it again, on such a big day, how can he, who is a younger brother, not come, and call a few more family members to bring him back quickly. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

The housekeeper replied, and then took a few family members back to the mansion to find the second young master.

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At this time, in a subordinate room, several little maids were playing together, and if you didn't look closely, it was difficult to find that there was a boy mixed in it. Like the little girls, he had rouge on his face and a bright coat.

They were playing peek-a-boo, and the little boy was blindfolded, groping for the little girls who were hiding.

He followed the laughter and walked over, and hugged a person all of a sudden, before he could laugh, he felt that something was not right, the one he was holding now was obviously very thick, and the small waist he had hugged before could not be compared at all, and when he pulled down the blindfold, he saw that a family member was looking at this second young master with a confused expression. Frightened, he sat down on the ground, causing the hidden maids to giggle.

This Ding hurriedly pulled up the boy and said with a hurried face, "Second young master, the master is looking for you and is about to find the house, you can hurry up and go with me." ”

"What's the panic," this child was already handsome, and after applying rouge, she was a pretty little daughter-in-law, "Didn't the eldest brother come back in the afternoon." ”

"It's already afternoon, it's already past three o'clock in the unitary hour, the master told you to hurry over!"

"Ah, this is all unitary time? Didn't you say that I had to leave before the unitary time, you are all deaf, why don't you tell me!" The second young master, who knew that he had been delayed, scolded a little girl who showed his head.

"We told you, it was you who said it wasn't too late, and you could play ......a little longer. ”

"How dare you talk back!" he walked over to the maid, grabbed her pigtails, and slapped her the cheek.

One side of the little girl's face was fanned red, but she had to endure not to cry, otherwise it might be even worse next.

"Okay, young master, come with me, everyone will wait for you again. The family was also very helpless at this time.

"I'll clean you up when I get back!"

He twisted the maid's little buttocks fiercely, washed his face indiscriminately, took off the colored silk on his body, and then followed the family away.

When Han Qianye ran to his father with a snort, Han Meng just glanced at him with disdain, and then didn't look at him again. He washed it in such a hurry that a lot of rouge remained on his face.

"Master, look, it's the eldest young master, the eldest young master is back!"

From afar, the old butler saw a troop of horses appearing on the avenue ahead like little ants, and the one who walked in front rode on a fine horse with a snow-white mane, although he was only thirteen years old, but he already had a bit of the demeanor that had been tempered for a long time.

This person is Han Meng's proudest eldest son, Han Fei. At the same time, he is also the successor he has long been hand-picked in his heart.