Chapter 143: On the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum

After a long time, the silver-haired woman's eyes flashed with tears, and at last she opened her lips tremblingly, and said:

"Qinqin, you are finally willing to see me, I have been waiting for this day for twenty-five years! Twenty-five years, he is dead, and you are fifty years old......"

"Twenty-five years have passed, and I am no longer the Yang Fuqin of twenty-five years ago, and my heart died with him. He's dead, you're satisfied, you're happy. Twenty years ago, if you hadn't instructed his leader to send him to complete that impossible task, he would have lived well, and he and I wouldn't have been on the same path. It was you who killed him in the next position, I hate you, and I will never forgive you in this life!"

Yang Fuqin's voice was very indifferent, with a cold that rejected people, and there was even more hatred in his eyes.

The old woman smiled bitterly, for twenty-five years she had always looked forward to seeing her daughter again, and she also thought of her daughter's resentment towards her, and she would scold her when she saw her, but she still came, and as soon as she received the news, she put down everything she was doing, and rushed to Nanjing without stopping.

Just now, in the silent staring, she saw the scar under her daughter's scarf, and the resentment and regret in her heart almost made her untenable, and she wanted to rush over and hold her in her arms at the first time, but her daughter's hostile gaze made her feel afraid.

She is now one of the top ten masters of the most mysterious place in China, but she is afraid to see her daughter's hostile gaze.

"Well, twenty years have passed, and all these twenty years, I have been thinking about it, and I am also asking myself if I am doing it right. Twenty years ago, I really didn't like him, how could my daughter marry him, an unidentified man with no background? But I wouldn't lower my worth and kill people with a knife. After all, whether it is a good fate or a bad fate, he is your fate. The old woman sighed and looked into Yang Fuqin's eyes, "The task of twenty years is very simple, and there is no danger to life. In fact, it was a creation that I gave him, so that he had a reason for promotion. Originally, he had already completed that task, but he was too greedy, stole into the secret land, stole things that should not belong to this world, and did not belong to him, which angered the other party and provoked the pursuit of ten parties, and I couldn't intervene even if I wanted to. Therefore, he did not die because of the mission, but because of his greed, from his ignorance and Meng Lang. You're not going to agree with that, are you?"

"No, I don't agree at all. You also went on that mission, and since you knew that he was in the secret land, why didn't you stop him? Why didn't you help him when he was hunted down? You knew that the temptation of that thing to mankind was like Adam and Eve seeing the apple, and no one could resist it. And if you want to create an opportunity for him to get close to Midi, don't you have other thoughts? What do you think, if others don't understand you, can I not understand you?"

The more Yang Fuqin spoke, the more excited she became, and at the end she even let out a sarcastic laugh.

The laughter was so harsh that the old woman was crying. In the laughter of her daughter, she felt hatred and resentment that could never be resolved. There were a lot of hidden secrets and things that couldn't be known to outsiders, and she didn't know how to explain it, let alone how to resolve that resentment, so she looked at her daughter and chose to be silent again.

Yang Fuqin has been living in a contradictory and self-blaming psychology all these years, especially when she sees her son, she feels sorry for him and her son, this contradictory mood almost drove her crazy.

The night wind blew, and thin lines of rain drifted in the sky.

The two of them didn't move, and the drizzle in Jiangnan was dense and urgent, and soon drenched Yang Fuqin's clothes. But the old woman stood in the rain, and the rain fell half a foot away from her body, and not even the raindrops that splashed on the ground could fall into the ground within three feet of her. Not only were the clothes not wet, but even the hair was not a drop of moisture.

Looking up at the sky, and seeing her daughter getting wet, the old woman's heart felt a pang, and finally she couldn't suppress what she was thinking, and opened her mouth again.

"Qinqin, I know you won't believe me no matter what I say. From the time you were born to the time you grew up, I never gave you a trace of warmth. In order to cultivate, I have been in retreat all year round, and even after your father left, I never gave up my cultivation. As a mother, I am incompetent, I owe you much, much and your father owes you a lot. Today, I don't ask you to forgive me, I just want to do something for you. I know you still have one person who cares about the most, and if it weren't for him, with your temper, you would have killed that place a long time ago to avenge your husband. Therefore, this time, I just want you to leave your son in my care, he is your son and my grandson, and I will not treat him badly. Your mother and son are now embattled, and that is the only place that can keep you safe. If you don't want to go back to that place, you can not go, I can't force you, but your son must go. ”

"My son will go there, but not through your hand and open the back door to get in. That place is a treasure condensed by the Chinese nation for more than 7,000 years, and it belongs to the entire Chinese nation, not to a single person. His son is even better than he was back then, and he will rely on his true skills to enter there, and he will become the pride of the Chinese nation. You are a proud man, and so am I. My son has his own path and his own future, and he wants to go on his own and does not need any support. But after all, he is just starting out, if you really have a conscience, then create a level playing field for him. That's what I'm going to tell you, and it's up to you how to do it. You can pretend that you haven't seen me, or you can meet me as a stranger. There is no one in your heart except immortality. ”

Yang Fuqin said that, and resolutely turned around and walked towards the stairs of the platform.

The five people guarding the staircase saw her walking up, and four of them immediately greeted her, "Xiaoqin, your mother is ......"

Yang Fuqin hurriedly flashed to the side, replied with a ninety-degree gift, and interrupted them, "Uncle Nangong, Aunt Dongfang, Fifth Grandfather, and Uncle Li, I'm very happy to see that you are still in such good health." I'll definitely go see you guys when I have time in the future. But not today, I still have something to go, please forgive me!"

These four people have watched her grow up, and each of them has a very good relationship with her, especially Aunt Dongfang, who has always regarded her as her own daughter. In the days when her mother was in retreat and her father was gone, Aunt Dongfang accompanied her, slept and ate, taught her to read, read and write, and taught her martial arts. The relationship between Yang Fuqin and Aunt Dongfang is like that of mother and daughter, and Yang Fuqin calls her aunt.

"Qinqin, come here, let your aunt see your face. Dongfang Yi stepped forward and grabbed Yang Fuqin, who was about to dodge. At the same time, a thick true qi penetrated into the latter's body, imprisoning the latter's actions.

Yang Fuqin was shocked, she didn't expect Aunt Dongfang to do it directly, and she imprisoned the true qi in her body, so she couldn't resist at all.

Dongfang Yi carefully uncovered the corner of Yang Fuqin's veil, and only saw the scar on half of his face, which looked like he had seen a ghost.

With a sound of brushing the ground, the tears in Dongfang Yi's eyes fell suddenly, and she hugged Yang Fuqin in her arms, "Child, you have suffered all these years! Silly child, why didn't you come to us?"

"Auntie, it's all in the past, it's nothing. ”

"It's all like this, it's nothing, tell my aunt, who bullied you, if you don't scrape him alive, I won't be called Dongfang Yi!"

"Hehe, I set myself on fire and burned myself, is my aunt going to scrape me alive?"

"You...... Alas, it's so big that it's not careless to play with fire. ”

"Not accidentally, I did it on purpose. If I didn't, my son would go to Yenching to go to college, saying that it was where his father had been, and that he was going to take a walk. I'm afraid that he will leave me, and I'm afraid that that person will find him, so ......" When Yang Fuqin said "that person", Yang Fuqin glanced at the silver-haired old woman who was still standing dumbly on the high platform.

"Son, you misunderstood her. Actually, you don't know her at all, she loves you very much, but she carries too many things on her body...... Forget it, your mother won't let us get involved in the matter of your mother and daughter, and you will understand later. By the way, I heard Xiao Zhou say that your son is twenty years old and very promising, and we want to go and see him now. ”

"He was participating in the assessment competition of the special training class, and I didn't dare to show up, for fear of disturbing his state of mind. Auntie, Uncle Nangong, Fifth Grandfather, and Uncle Li, promise me not to disturb him, let him pass the test by himself and go to Yanjing, and I won't stop you from seeing him at that time, okay?"

"Girl, I heard that you let the child do everything by himself, your heart is ruthless enough, and you are not afraid that the child is so small that he can't bear it, what should I do?"

"There is no way, his fate is determined as soon as he is born, he is burdened with his father's blood and hatred, if he doesn't do this, he can't really grow into a man. If you can't bear it now, then let him be an ordinary person for the rest of his life, and I will raise him until he dies of old age. ”

Yang Fuqin's answer was very decisive, so that the four old men could only sigh.

"You have the same temper as your mother, and you can kill a donkey. Nangong Jian walked over and looked Yang Fuqin up and down, "Girl, I don't know what you are thinking about yet? You asked your mother to meet, not asking her for anything at all, but actually wanting to take the opportunity to let us help you." Anyway, what can I help Although I said, your uncle Nangong's kung fu is a big step forward compared to twenty years ago, no one has fought in the mountains all these years, and his arms and legs are rusty, and he just wants to move. ”

"Uncle Nangong is really good at laughing, where can I ask you to take control? Don't you want to fight? I know that the day after tomorrow, there are two fake monks and two old Taoists in the East China Sea who have infiltrated and their kung fu is much better than mine, if you can beat it, you might as well go and see it." ”

"Isn't it just a monk and a Taoist priest, I'll take it. Nangong Jian replied very quickly.

"Thank you, Uncle Nangong!"

"You don't need to thank him, there is a fight, and he has to thank you. The fifth grandfather smiled, "Girl, I know a miracle doctor, the scars on your face will definitely be removed from him, we all know the affairs of the East China Sea, your mother will definitely take care of it this time, you can rest assured that you will go with me for treatment." ”

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