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Chapter 12 The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold

In a hazy dimness.

Zhou Yang raised his head with difficulty and looked at everyone in front of him with confusion. Seeing that everyone had an unnatural smile on his face, he didn't understand what they were going to do.

"Xiaoyang, over the years, it's our fault that we make mistakes. I hope you can ignore your past grudges." Zhou Weijin drank a lot of wine today, and his red face just covered his shameful expression. He represented the Zhou family.

Everyone said to Zhou Yang.

The Zhou family behind him saw that Zhou Weijin had already spoken, so they quickly raised the wine glass in their hand to Zhou Yang. They had offended the other party in those years, but now they are scared.

Who would have expected that Zhou Yang is not only the big tree of the Jiang family, but also the support of military leaders, and his future prospects are even more limitless.

They don’t want to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to rebuild with each other. If some words are not made clear, no one will feel at ease.

At this time, Zhou Yang shook his head, which was as hard as a piece of paste, and he rarely woke up.

Zhou Yang stared at the people in front of him without saying anything. He was no longer the young boy who had just been squeezed out of the Zhou family.

At this moment, he understood very well that his willingness to let go of those grievances does not mean that he can fully accept the people who excluded him in the past.

He had said something for Zhou Weijin in front of the old man before, more to comfort the old man, not wanting to make the other party too sad, but they are far from reaching recognition.

And what he knew better was that if he did not have the ability to do so today, even if he had the will of the old man, everything would still be unknown.

Zhou Weijin and his friends saw that Zhou Yang didn't say anything for a long time, and no one knew what the other party was thinking. They could only look at Mr. Zhou and Mr. Jiang with help, hoping that the two of them would help to say good things.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou snorted coldly and turned his head away and ignored them, but said to Zhou Yang like a fire, "Young grandson, don't care about other people's thoughts," said, "Young grandson, what do you want to do, don't care about other people's thoughts."

Hearing Mr. Zhou, Zhou Weijin and his friends had a bitter face and didn't know what to do. It was not right to continue holding the wine glass in their hands, nor did they put it down.

"Little Zhou baby, Grandpa Jiang is not good at pointing at your Zhou family too much, but I heard from me that the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and men's belly is full of grievances." Instead of helping make a decision, Mr. Jiang is better

After saying something that others may not understand but Zhou Yang can understand.

The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold...

Zhou Yang squinted his eyes slightly and chewed this sentence repeatedly.

Yes, if he hadn't been squeezed out of the Zhou family and had always lived a life like a young master, and even had no need to worry about his future path, would he have the chance to meet Ah Monster and come into contact with Cultivation?

Even if he has this opportunity, will he accept Ah Shi’s deal cruelly?

Exchange the illusory and cruel competition with a comfortable life, maybe no one would be willing to do this!

How many hardships have I experienced in the past six months and how many people know?

Today's ability is obtained from walking on the brink of death several times.

No one can understand the exact meaning of the end of suffering and sweetness better than him!

"In the past, I have thought more than once, how should I face you if one day I succeed and achieve great success." Zhou Yang slowly closed his eyes as if he was muttering to himself.

"Show off? Be complacent? Or laugh at you for being humble?" Zhou Yang laughed at himself.

"It is undeniable that I hated you in the past, very much, so much that I wanted to keep every injury in your account. When you live carefree, maybe I am undergoing the test of death..."

Hearing this, Zhou Weijin and others held their breath, and Mr. Zhou even showed a painful expression. This was the first time he heard from his youngest grandson how difficult it was for the other party!

Only Zhong Zhenxing and Bai Mufan gave Zhou Yang a positive look without hesitation.

They are all equipped with the late-stage strength of the Warriors, so they naturally know that if they want to gain higher strength, the hardships they endure are not something that ordinary people can bear.

Especially at this age, Zhou Yang was experiencing a life-and-death danger that he had experienced was absolutely unimaginable.

"But I want to thank you again. If it weren't for your actions, I believe I wouldn't have been so cruel to myself and become Zhou Yang today."

Although Zhou Yang said thank you, anyone could hear the sorrow.

Zhou Weijin and the three brothers lowered their heads in front of Zhou Yang, looking at each other with no face.

"Grandpa's will made me willingly let go of my hatred. Uncle, you all want to hear my true thoughts. OK, I don't want to lie to you."

"I can't do anything to me, and now I can't really accept you because you can't compensate for your mistakes." A trace of splendor appeared in Zhou Yang's drunken eyes.

Zhou Yang's words made Zhou Weijin and others feel a little cold in their hearts for no reason. What does this mean? Is the other party unwilling to let go of the past?

If this is the case, then will the future of these people be worrying?

If someone knows that Zhou Yang’s relationship with them is not harmonious, then who dares to date their Zhou family again?

"But you don't have to worry. Now I don't hate you anymore. Grandpa said I am from the Zhou family, so I will always be from the Zhou family!" Zhou Yang suddenly changed his mind, opened his eyes and stood up, taking

I immediately drank half of the bottle of wine in front of me.

Then, he lay down on the table and was unconscious.

The Zhou family members looked at each other and stood there in a daze. For a while, they didn't understand what Zhou Yang meant.

Don't accept us? Don't hate us?

Is it a settlement or a settlement?

Mr. Jiang smiled bitterly and shook his head. Zhou Yang was the little baby he knew who dared to love and hate. Even the words he agreed to reconciliation were so tough!

"Okay, don't stand there. He said and drank wine. What else do you have to understand?" Old Jiang sighed and reminded Zhou Weijin and the others.

"Ah?" Zhou Weijin was the first to wake up. Yes, Zhou Yang said that he would always be a member of the Zhou family!

If he is unwilling to reconcile, he would not have to say so much to them!

If he is unwilling to reconcile, he won’t have to drink that wine!

Several people were so happy that at this point, who could still be so stupid that they didn't understand what Mr. Jiang meant, and they drank the wine in their glasses one after another.

"But old man, I want to tell you too, you must not take the wrong path in the future. There is only one chance. Xiao Zhou's baby is not simple."

"If one day your Zhou family is truly brilliant, it will be his life for it!" Mr. Jiang gave the Zhou family a last reminder at the right time.

Mr. Zhou looked at his youngest grandson who was sleeping on the table with heartache, and said, "You must remember it for me. You would rather lose the Zhou family than Zhou Yang!"

The descendants of the Zhou family nodded quickly.
Chapter completed!
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