The little boy's innocent and expectant eyes made Lu Shanmin dare not look directly at him.

He turned his head and saw the little girl looking at him with expectations. His crystal clear eyes made his heart hurt slightly.

From the moment Master Gengyuan was killed, he never stopped blaming himself. He had killed someone, but he had never killed someone who should not have been killed. It was just that he was too reckless at that time and believed that he was from the Lu family.

People are hypocrites and have bad intentions. When they know that the old man is a real "virtuous person", it is too late.

He didn't know how to answer the little boy's question. He could lie. He had learned to lie for so many years in Mazui Village. He had learned to lie, and it was not that he had lie, but he could not say it when facing two children.

See the three words.

Fortunately, the old lady relieved his difficulties in advancing and retreating at this time.

"The snow-capped mountains are so big, how can they be so easy to encounter?" The old lady touched the little boy's head and said, "Didn't you meet the old god a few days ago? You want to see him again so soon."

The little boy said oh, his face slightly disappointed, and the little girl bit her lips gently, and her face was full of disappointment.

Lu Shanmin looked at the old lady and asked, "Has he been here?"

The old lady nodded and said to the old god. Her face was full of gratitude. "It's a pity that you came a few days later, otherwise you would have seen it. The old Taoist priest gave us a lot of things a few days ago."

As he said that, he pointed at the steamed bun and smiled, "This steamed bun is made of the noodles he gave."

A smile was barely squeezed out on Lu Shanmin's face, but his heart was full of bitterness. Now Taoist Gengyuan is gone, and Lu Zimin's character has changed drastically. Who will pity this family in the future?

"Old woman, although I know it's useless to persuade you, I still want to advise you to listen to the government and move to the residents' new village. If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about the future of your two children."

The old lady sighed, and she wanted to speak but stopped, and the wrinkles on her face formed a pile of them.

"Although I, an old woman, have been with two children, these years have not been hard. What I can't rest assured about the most are these two children. You said that if I die one day, what should they do if I die at this age?

manage".

"Grandma will never die if she lives for a long time." The little girl who had not spoken suddenly said.

The old lady touched the little girl's face indulgently and continued, "I haven't thought about moving to the resident's new village, where there is at least a care. But I've asked the old village chief and the old one.

We came to visit our government leaders and asked them what to do if I die one day. They all said they would send their children to orphanages.”

The old lady's eyes were full of sorrow, "I went to the town to inquire, and they all said that the children in the orphanage were not doing well, and many of them were taken away. I don't want them to go to the orphanage."

Lu Shanmin has never been to an orphanage and is not good at evaluating whether the orphanage is good or not. However, he once read a book saying that children who grow up in orphanages will have more or less psychological problems. This is not to say that the orphanage abuses children.

Instead, children lack a normal family atmosphere. There are so many children in orphanages and teachers cannot take care of them one by one. They will more or less appear withdrawn and paranoid. Except for a very few children who can grow up and become rich, most of them are more or less

There are social barriers.

"Then it's not a solution for you to stay here."

The old lady said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, I have selfish intentions. Although I have never seen the world, I can see that the two Daozheng benefactors are not ordinary people. They are kind-hearted people. I just want to do it.

I have been living here all the time. If I am gone one day, they will never ignore both of them. The children will feel more at ease than going to the orphanage to follow them."

The old lady looked at Lu Shanmin and said blamingly: "I know I shouldn't have such an idea. They are so nice to us. I shouldn't be more greedy."

The old lady smiled awkwardly, "Young man, do you think I, an old woman, are you ungrateful?"

Lu Shanmin originally wanted to tell the old lady that she could no longer wait for the old Taoist priest, but Zhang

I opened my mouth, but I couldn't bear to say it out.

"Old lady, every grandparent in this world hopes that their descendants will live well. If this is also wrong, then what is the difference between humans and animals?"

The old lady sighed, "I feel much better after hearing what you said."

Lu Shanmin ate very much in this meal, but his heart was empty.

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Compared with the Great Snow Mountains, Tianjing, thousands of miles away, is a completely different scene.

The traffic coming and going, the crowds of people, the buses that can never be crowded, the subway stations lined up in a long queue, and the world is filled with people.

Nalan Zijian drove through the crowd, through the city, and drove into the relatively sparsely populated Zhu Family Courtyard.

The old man has been back from Beidaihe Sanatorium for half a month. If he doesn't come again, he may not use it in the future.

The car parked at the entrance of the yard. Nalan Zijian got out of the car with a serious expression. After standing for a while, he walked up the steps and knocked on the door. The solemn face was filled with smiles as if the face of Sichuan opera changed.

Before the door was completely opened, just when a gap appeared, Nalan Zijian pushed open the door and almost pushed the guard who opened the door to the ground.

"Grandpa, I miss you so much"!

Nalan Zijian walked in quickly, stride forward, wishing to fly over immediately.

In the main hall, Mr. Zhu was playing chess with Zhu Jianmin, the third son of the Zhu family.

The old man just raised his eyelids slightly, and his eyes continued to stay on the chessboard.

Zhu Jianmin's face changed suddenly. This retired deputy secretary of the provincial party committee who was once known for his hot temper when he was in power, his hands with chess bulging high.

Nalan Zijian was afraid of this third uncle who was jealous of evil since he ran into the main hall and stood on the side of the old man with a sense of the current affairs. Otherwise, he would not have any doubt that the "cannon" in Zhu Jianmin's hand would hit his head.

"Stern uncle, you are here too"?

Zhu Jianmin stared at Nalan Zijian. His eyes were not as cruel as strictly, but the majesty developed in a high position for a long time is creepy just a glance.

"Do you want me to die?"!

Nalan Zijian smiled with a cheeky face and said, "My third uncle must live for a hundred years. I am dead, but you are not dead."

Zhu Jianmin held the chess in his hand tighter. He hated the most for the rest of his life as an official, who was flattering and flattering.

"Third brother, it's time for you to make a move." Mr. Zhu, who had not spoken, said lightly.

Nalan Zi was fully prepared when he came, but his heart was still pounding. The old man liked his grandson to come to visit him the most, but when he came today, he didn't even look at him directly.

He can be confident and full of information when facing anyone, but when facing two people, he does not have that confidence.

Zhu Jianmin's face was still cold, "Old man, are you still in the mood to play chess"?

Perhaps it was because of the cold weather, or perhaps because of Ye Zixuan, Mr. Zhu's face was a bit pale. This old man who had experienced a lifetime of war had a faint feeling of sadness on his face.

"I have been retired for two or three years and have a hot temper."

Zhu Jianmin snorted, "If I had my former temper, I would have to kill this little bastard today."

Nalan Zijian wanted to explain a few words, but he opened his mouth and closed his mouth tactfully. He knew that no matter how clever he was, even if he had ten mouths, it would be useless. He had to stand beside him with a smirk, like

The death row prisoner waiting for trial is waiting for trial.

Zhu Jianmin didn't have the heart to play chess. He was furious and abandoned his son after a few steps.

After a game of chess, Mr. Zhu leaned on the bench, "I have listened to your aunt and aunt in general."

My father said that I will only give you one chance to explain, so you'd better think clearly before talking about it."

Nalan Zijian knelt in front of the old man with a thud, "Thank you grandpa for giving me a chance to explain, but my grandson can't give you an explanation now."

"In other words, Zixuan's affairs are indeed related to you"?

Nalan Zijiantun did not admit it or deny it. "Grandpa, third uncle, Zixuan has always lived in our arrangements, and she is not happy. She should have her own choices, and we should respect it.

Her choice”.

Zhu Jianmin snorted coldly, "Zixuan's choice"? "Isn't that your choice?" "You used Zixuan's kindness and trust in you, and you still felt arrogant and respected her.

choose".

"My third uncle, Zixuan is a unique and smart person in the world. If she doesn't want to, no one can deceive her."

Mr. Zhu closed his eyes slightly, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Nalan Zijian raised his head and said, "Please avenge Zixuan!"

"Bastard"! Zhu Jianmin slapped the chessboard, and the chess piece that was full of the chessboard jumped high, and the chess piece fell back to the chessboard and fell to the ground. "Is this your purpose? Kill Zixuan and force your grandfather to die.

Become a tool for you to achieve your goal, with a vicious mind. If you want to take revenge, you should seek revenge first”!

Mr. Zhu's face became paler and leaned on the recliner and kept silent. He had never felt so uncomfortable in this moment, even though he had been surfing in the war, running in the rain of bullets, and humiliated in the ten-year catastrophe.

Zhu Jianmin wanted to slap Nalan Zijian to death. He was not satisfied with Zhu Chunmei's marriage to Nalan Zhenhai. On the surface, he was a scholarly family, but in fact he was full of bad water.

"You didn't kill Zixuan enough, do you want to anger your grandfather to death?"?!

Zhu Jianmin pointed at Nalan Zijian's nose, "Businessmen are businessmen, dogs can't change their shit. For the sake of profit, they killed their cousin and forced their grandfather. Nalan Zijian, get out of here, and from then on, the Zhu family and

You will be cut off with one knife and never interact with each other."

Nalan Zijian knelt on the ground, looking at Mr. Zhu with his head raised. Since he dared to come today, he had already made the worst plan.
Chapter completed!