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In the past few days, Yang Yulong has long regarded Song Yuniang as his own mother, and seeing Song Yuniang's sad and desperate appearance, Yang Yulong's heart is also very sad.
There is nothing more painful in the world than the loss of someone closest to you.
And the husband and son that Song Yuniang misses day and night are gone not long ago.
Yang Yulong's nose was sour, and he decided to tell Song Yuniang the truth of the matter, and she would know the news of her husband and son's death sooner or later, and this kind of thing would definitely not be hidden.
"Mother, your husband and son are indeed no longer alive......"
When Yang Yulong said this, Song Yuniang's tears flowed down from her eyes.
"But don't worry, mother, I will be your son in the future, and I will definitely honor you like your own son, and I will not let you suffer. Yang Yulong hurriedly interjected.
"Can you tell me how they died?" asked Song Yuniang with tears in her eyes.
Yang Yulong then told Song Yuniang the truth of the matter:
"Actually, I don't know the reason, Uncle Mu told me, that day I saw Mu Ping being chased and killed on the way, so I saved him, and then he took me to a cave to find a teenager, and that teenager has been killed, that teenager is your son. ”
"Uncle Mu originally wanted to lure the bad guys away and protect your son that day, but your son still didn't escape that catastrophe. ”
"Uncle Mu said that he was entrusted by his good brother Yang Yi to hand over his son intact to you, but he was entrusted by his brother, and he felt very guilty in his heart, and he couldn't bear to tell you these things, so he asked me to tell you. ”
"When I saw you that day, I took out those two bone stones, I wanted to tell you the truth, I knew that you were excited to treat me as your son, Uncle Mu saw this scene, so he made a mistake and asked me to pretend to be your son, but Uncle Mu He has no malicious intentions, please believe him. ”
"It is a blessing for my husband to have a good brother like Mu Ping, I don't blame Mu Ping, I can only blame my husband and son's lives...... It's too bitter. Song Yuniang's sad liver and intestines were broken, and the tears of sadness kept holding back in her eyes to prevent them from flowing out.
"Mother, if you don't dislike it, just treat me as your son, I have a hard life since I was a child, I haven't seen my mother since I was born, I grew up drinking other people's milk and eating other people's food, I want to see my mother every day, these days I have regarded you as my own mother. Yang Yulong said, unable to hold back his tears.
"Child, if my mother can have a son like you, my mother will be satisfied. Song Yuniang helped Yang Yulong wipe the tears on her face and said, "About my husband and son, don't tell your sister Ruofeng, you still treat her as a brother." ”
"Mother, I will, I will definitely protect Sister Ruofeng. ”
Late at night, Yang Yulong lay on the bed but couldn't sleep.
Even though he took a group of children outside to teach them to sing and tell them stories to kill time, and even though he practiced outside until midnight, he still couldn't sleep when he lay down on the bed.
Especially remembered what she talked about with Song Yuniang during the day, his fake son was exposed, which made Yang Yulong fall into deep self-blame for a while.
Yang Yulong was cranky in his mind for a while, and when he was cranky, he was prone to insomnia, and until the early hours of the morning, the brain nerves were still fierce, and the whole person was not sleepy at all.
I didn't expect that the night owl habit I developed in my previous life still can't be changed in this life, especially when I have something on my mind, I am prone to insomnia.
I'd love to find some sleeping pills to survive the night.
Yang Yulong had no choice but to sit on the bed and continue to cultivate.
Suddenly, there was a sound of soft footsteps outside the house, although the sound was very low and soft, but Yang Yulong could still hear it clearly.
After all, in this mountain village, after the early hours of the morning, even a needle dropped outside the house could be heard.
"Who will it be, don't go to sleep, wander around the village, could it be Uncle Muping coming back?"
So Yang Yulong looked through the window to the place where the sound came from, and saw a man in a black night coat and a short knife in his hand, sneakily walking towards this side.
"Wo Cao, this is definitely a killer. ”
"And who is he here to kill?"
It doesn't matter who he kills, if he dares to kill innocents indiscriminately in this village, he will definitely not be able to, and he is still coming to the Yang family.
His actions and motives are so purposeful and purposeful, it is possible that they are coming towards me, Yang Yulong.
Hehe, what a feud, even the killer came in handy.
Wouldn't it be that the identity of my fourth prince was exposed, and other princes or traitors sent people to kill them all?
But Yang Yulong thought again, this is very impossible, he is now in a corner where the emperor is far away, no one knows that he is a prince.
Even if they knew that I was in Yongjiang County, Jinjiang City, which was so remote, it would be impossible for the killers they sent to arrive so quickly, and it would take at least ten days and half a month according to the distance.
This eighty percent was called by Feng Tiangui, that beast, to kill me to vent his anger.
In this Yongjiang County, Yang Yulong only had a grudge against Feng Tiangui.
Watching the killer approach step by step, Yang Yulong could be sure that the killer was the one who came to find him trouble.
In order not to let the killer disturb Song Yuniang and Yang Ruofeng's rest, Yang Yulong decided to take the initiative to go out and meet the killer for a while.
It is still unknown who will kill whom at that time.
Yang Yulong quietly walked behind the black-clothed killer and said to him suddenly: "Dude, what are you doing in our village in the middle of the night?"
When the killer heard someone talking to him, he turned around and took a look, first stunned, then startled, and relieved to see that the other party was not hostile.
As a competent professional killer, it is a bit dangerous that someone comes to him without even knowing it.
However, seeing that the comer was a yellow-haired boy, the killer didn't worry too much.
"Come to a man and collect a debt from him. The killer said coldly.
"Well, who are you looking for to collect debts, why do you have to dress up like this, why do you come in the middle of the night?" Yang Yulong asked puzzled.
"Find a person named Yang Yulong to collect debts. The killer replied dryly.
When Yang Yulong heard this, he really came for himself, but he dressed up like this and came out to collect debts, who would buy your account, he was purely looking for death.
This killer is also too mentally retarded to even tell lies.
"Yang Yulong, that kid is now in the house to the east. Yang Yulong casually pointed to a house in the east and said, "I don't know how much that poor ghost owes you?"
"You're nosy. The killer was a little puzzled and said, "This is what people are talking about, why did it become the house in the east again?"
"I said buddy, you don't know this, Yang Yulong's old friend lives there, and now at this time, Yang Yulong is in her old good bed, don't believe it, forget it, when I didn't say it. Yang Yulong said playfully.
"Okay, I'll believe you once, if you dare to lie to me, be careful that I take your life. The one-foot-long scimitar in the killer's hand lit up in front of Yang Yulong as a warning.
The killer thought that these men who should be killed were really virtuous, and even if they died, they would die on the bodies of women.