Chapter 143: The Mystery of Jia Mengle's Life Experience
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The kind Mother Jia stroked Jia Mengle's head with her pine bark hand, and said with difficulty, "Son, you have been asking where your father is when you were a child? I didn't tell you, just sad and weeping, you are afraid that I will be sad, so I will never ask again, and today I will tell you what happened twenty years ago." ”
Everyone wants to know their life experience, Jia Mengle is no exception, Jia Mu sighed, coughed, Yuan Qianyue walked to her side, sat down side by side, said with concern, touched the hands of the pine bark with both hands, and said with a heartache, "Xiaohuan, you are not in good health, let me talk about it!"
Jia Mu nodded and acquiesced to Yuan Qianyue's proposal, Yuan Qianyue sighed and talked about the past twenty years ago, "It was in the last years of the previous dynasty, the rebel army felt that it was in crisis, and King Chuang hid all the materials needed by the army, and painted a map of the place where the treasure was hidden, and this picture is the rumored unicorn map in the rivers and lakes." ”
Jia Mengle heard this harmful unicorn diagram from Meng Xiaoyun in the capital, and from Fan Jiong, the head of the important gate, and today he heard about this Chen sesame rotten ****, Jia Mengle didn't want to listen anymore, "Mother, it's windy outside, let's go back to the house!"
Jia Mu shook it and said softly, "Mengle, Hugh is unreasonable, listen carefully!"
Jia Mengle didn't want to listen to it anymore, but because of his mother's instructions, he didn't say anything else and quietly listened to Yuan Qianyue's story.
King Chuang divided the Qilin diagram into three and gave them to his most trusted General Gao Jingdi of the Fuhu Battalion, the **** general of the Xingyue Battalion, and his most trusted general Wen Anhuo. Yuan Qianyue said intermittently.
Jia Mengle couldn't listen anymore, and answered impatiently. "I know. The general of the Fuhu Battalion is Fengmen Guo Zhentian. The **** general of the Xingyue Battalion is the head of Fan Jiong, as for the general Wen Anhuo, I don't know. ”
"Presumptuous, why do you say that?" I don't know why Jia Mu was so angry that her eyes widened.
"Yes, you are right, Fuhu Ying quietly felt that there were traitors and traitors around him, so he handed over the map to his friend Meng Xiaoyun, a scholar of the Wenyuan Cabinet. Meng Xiaoyun was killed by his younger brother, and hid the unicorn picture in the painting and handed it over to Sima Lie. "Yuan Qianyue is in the Valley of Despair, but she knows everything about the rivers and lakes, this is not surprising, how can she be in charge of the Valley of Desperation and not understand the affairs of the rivers and lakes?
"The chief steward, Wen Anhuo, has read the books of the sages and received the principles of the sages, and he knows that he is entrusted by others. Do not go back on your word when you are faithful. He wanted to keep the unicorn map, as for hiding in Tibet, and finally lived in seclusion on Wangjin Mountain, he wanted to spend his life in that isolated place, but ......" Yuan Qianyue said this, tears flowed down "whooshingly".
Yuan Qianyue cried, and Jia's mother also cried, it was their heart-rending pain! That was their unforgettable pain! "It was a cold winter, Wen Anhuo had just become the father of two children, and the family was immersed in the happiness of one and two sons, but one night, a group of people in black came to Wangjin Mountain......"
With tears in her eyes, Yuan Qianyue told about the bloody case on Wangjin Mountain twenty years ago, that is the real parting of life and death, that is the real heartache!" Manager Wen went south and north, knowing that Wangjin Mountain was not a place to stay for a long time, and had already prepared a secret passage in the house, and when he was fighting the man in black, his wife and his maid escaped from the secret passage with their newborn two children. "These are all little-known things in the rivers and lakes, which should have been sealed in the flow of time, but today they have seen the light of day.
Yuan Qianyue wiped away her tears and continued, "Out of the tunnel, in order to keep the peace, so as not to fall into the hands of the man in black, his wife and maid each held a child and left, his wife took the child, ran around, went south and north, never forgetting the revenge of killing her husband and destroying the door, she finally found a place in isolation, survived here, in order to strengthen herself, she recruited down-and-out people, and formed a terrifying ruthless door in the rivers and lakes!"
It turned out that she, the valley master of the ruthless valley, the valley master who made all the people in the rivers and lakes frightened, Yuan Qianyue was the wife of Wen Anhuo, the head of the rebel army!
"Madam, you have suffered all these years!" Jia Mu said with concern.
"No, I'm not bitter, it's my heart that is bitter, Brother Wen is gone, the world is meaningless to me, but thinking about my son, thinking about the revenge has not been avenged, I can only teach my son to practice swordsmanship every day, so that he can become the first in the world, and then find out the murderers of the group of men in black, endure the murderers, and avenge my father!"
When Jia Mu heard this, the tears in her eyes had already dried up, except for sadness in her eyes, except for sadness or sadness, all that was left was anger, except for anger, there was nothing, "By the way, Xiaohuan, you have been wronged all these years!" At this moment, Yuan Qianyue finally let go of her noble identity, at this time, she is no longer the master of the Heartless Valley, but a kind old lady.
Jia's mother and Yuan Qianyue saw each other as before, no, not as old as they met, they themselves were old people, "Madam, I'm fine, since I separated from you that day, I took Mengle to the outskirts of Jinling, and made a living from arable land, I often don't forget the kindness of my wife, I taught Mengle to read and break the text, I named him Jia Mengle, that is, let him always remember that the things in the world, prosperity and wealth, are like seeking fun in a dream, everything is fake, only family feuds are true." "It's really accurate to be Hua Manlou, it turns out that Jia Mengle's name came from like this!
"Thanks to the blessing of the old lady, this child is talented and intelligent, all the famous classics, one will learn, one will learn, if you go to take the exam, you will be able to go to high school, but for you and the master, I don't want her to be a scholar, but Mrs. You also know, I don't know anything about martial arts, but I saw you and the old man dancing with knives and sticks, but I really want to teach the young master, I don't know where to start, so I sent him to participate in the martial arts conference, the purpose of which is to let him go to the rivers and lakes, let him go to the rivers and lakes, let him go to the adventure, let him learn by himself. ”
Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, it turns out that Jia's mother asked Jia Mengle to participate in the martial arts conference, but she actually trained him and let him grow his knowledge, Jia Mengle only knew his mother's good intentions at this moment.
"He lived up to my expectations, he learned the Zhu family swordsmanship and the Sun family dart method successively. I also went to Yangzhou to learn the whip method!" a smile bloomed on the kind old man's face. It was a happy laugh. Smile with relief!
Jia Mengle couldn't cry for a long time, "Mengle, hurry, come and see your biological mother!" Jia's mother smiled and pulled Raja Mengle, it turned out that he had worked hard all his life, but he was not raising his own son, what a mind he was, how noble was that!
In Jia Mengle. She is his biological mother, he no longer wants to recognize who is his mother, tears have already blurred his eyes, "Mother!" The whining cry made everyone cry, one is the mother who gave birth to him and gave him life, and the other is the mother who raised him and raised him, he didn't know what to do.
"Come, kid. Meet your mother!" Mother Jia took Jia Mengle's hand and came to Yuan Qianyue's side. Jia Mengle, accompanied by Jia's mother, knelt heavily on the ground.
The wind swept gently, taking away the last bit of chill in winter, sending a trace of warmth to everyone, Yuan Qianyue hugged Jia Mengle violently, "Son, let you suffer, let my mother take a good look!" This hug, I have been waiting for 20 years, this hug, I have missed the next two years! Is it joy? Blood is separated by water, mother and son see each other, naturally it is joy! Is it sadness? Biological flesh and blood, not seen for 20 years, naturally sad, such a mixture of sorrow and joy, who is not sad and moved by it? Who is not sorry for it?
The eyes of the veteran boss Yuan Muche were full of tears, the second charm Cheng Yingyun couldn't control the tears for a long time, and the third dragon couldn't bear to look at it, so he turned his body directly, and the old four zombies Jiang Tongshu looked up at the sky, the tip of his nose seemed to be still hanging with snot, Zhu Zixiu and Guo Xueqin put their shoulders on each other's shoulders, and sobbed head to head.
What is the greatest family affection in the world! What is the most precious family affection in the world? Family affection is the most expensive! She who leads the Ruthless Valley, Yuan Qianyue, no longer has the pride and arrogance of the Ruthless Valley Lord, and no longer has the cold face and ruthlessness of the Ruthless Valley Lord, who would have thought that at this time, she was soaking in the joy of having a child, and tears of mixed feelings washed her kind cheeks.
"Son, you've been wronged all these years!" Yuan Qianyue hugged Jia Mengle, and tears flowed down Jia Mengle's head, face, and body......
"Child, hurry up, hurry up, call mother?" Jia Mu kept urging.
Jia Mengle doesn't know what to do, the fact is already so, one gave birth to him and the other raised him, how should he be good?
"Good!good!good!" A trembling voice came from behind, and the boss Yuan Muche walked over with tears in his eyes, red eyes, and a smile, "Childe, no, Mengle, you are okay now, two mothers, one is a mother, and the other is a mother, so call it that in the future! I have another nephew!" The wrinkles on the old man's face were piled together, and his smile was more ugly than crying.
"Mother, mother, please accept my son's worship!" Jia Mengle kowtowed three times in a row, and the two old men went up at the same time, and at the same time helped up this sensible and hard-working child.
"Enemy of the world, hurry, hurry, come here, I've seen your brother!" Yuan Qianyue also smiled happily and comfortably, smiled, smiled so brightly!
The enemy of the world is dumbfounded, he and Jia Mengle met at the martial arts conference, and together they broke the true and false Meng Xiaoyun case in the capital, and they had already become good friends and good brothers from birth to death, but at this time they became brothers, but they were a little uncomfortable.
"Come on, this is your fellow brother!" Yuan Qianyue anxiously urged the enemy of the world.
Although the enemy of the world was not comfortable for a while, it was also an ironclad fact, he walked over with a big slasher in his arms, knelt down on his knees, and called softly, "Brother!"
Jia Mengle smiled heartily, he recognized his mother, and he also recognized a good brother, and he was naturally happy in his heart!
"Enemy of the world, you name your child this way, so that he will remember the enemy for generations to come?" Jia Mu looked at the enemy of the world suspiciously.
"The enemy is still alive, he has no face to see the ancestral clan, and he swears to kill the enemy, how can the generations forget? I let him firmly remember the deep hatred and hatred! This is also how the Desperate Valley wears a mask, and he will not endure the enemy with his hands, and he will never give up, and he will never stand up with the enemy!" Yuan Qianyue, who was still happy, suddenly smiled, and a grim one rose again.
"Madam! what you gave me, I have always kept!" Jia Mu tore a piece of the front of the clothes, took out a thin bag from it, and handed it over!
What did Mother Jia take out of her clothes? It was so hidden, if you want to know what happened, please see the next decomposition!
[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )