Geng Xiaoqing left with resentment, and Tong Tong did not show any reluctance, but asked her to work hard, especially to remind her to listen to the leader.

She looks really like her parents!

But to be honest, Tong Tong deliberately emphasized her female leader. Later, he repeatedly thought about it, hoping not to reveal the situation in front of Geng Xiaoqing. Fortunately, Geng Xiaoqing only cares about loss and does not care.

After Geng Xiaoqing left, Tong Tong was a little distracted when he was working. Qian Qianqian wanted to take the opportunity to mock him and talk about some topics related to "sleeping". Tong Tong did not give her this opportunity, but went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of wine and said, "I should go and see my master."

Although they are only five or six years apart, Qian Qianqian sometimes feels that they are not living in the same era, and Zhanggui Tong travels through time. For example, Tong Tong has a "master" incident, which is very incredible in her opinion.

Because of his exhaustion, Tong Tong hadn't visited his master for a long time. When he was erecting the tombstone, Lao Tong and his friends inlaid his only ID photo in the tombstone. In Tong Tong's memory, the master was unshaven and dressed, and he didn't even have a decent piece of clothing. His hair was messy, and his typical image as a bachelor was far worse than Lao Tong.

But judging from the photos on the tombstone, the master also looks a bit handsome. Although he was already in a state of decline at that time, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, straight waist, and had the spirit of a martial arts practitioner.

Tong Tong couldn't help but imagine that he was in his early twenties. At that time, he had no stubble or messy hair. He might have neat clothes and was full of hope for the future. He must be relaxed and proud!

Tong Tong poured him a glass of wine and said, "I haven't come for a long time. You may be angry with me! You don't come to see me in your dreams, nor do you urge me to train."

The only thing that answered him was the sound of the cold wind, Tong Tong still said to himself: "I still couldn't hold on. The Taekwondo level is just like that. I haven't become a peerless master, but I'm still more than enough to defend myself. Anyway, you don't have any unique skills, and you haven't won any championships, and I don't need to pass on anything. I'm practicing this, so I'm worthy of you."

Before he finished speaking, a broken plastic bag fluttered in the wind, almost covering Tong Tong's face. He leaned back and easily avoided it, but muttered: "It seems that you have heard everything I said. Alas! You are still so angry, you are not happy after saying so many words - by the way, I have grown up so old safely, you should be very relieved! Didn't you grow up to be a grown-up in the first place?

This time the plastic bag no longer circled, and the only answered him was the rustling sound of the wind.

Tong Tong picked up the wine glass again and poured a glass of wine for his master. He lowered his head and heard a sound coming from the top of the mountain. The sunlight that day was very dazzling. Tong Tong narrowed his eyes, but only saw the outlines of a few people.

But for him, those people were so familiar that he recognized them at a glance. The terrain here was wide, and Tong Tong had nowhere to hide, and he had no intention of hiding.

Although I feel very upset, I always have to face what I should face.

The figures approached and showed prototypes from the sun. They seemed to have their own slow-motion special effects, and their steps suddenly became slow and solemn, which looked like the way big shots appeared in Hong Kong movies.

The one who walked in front was honest and honest. The "green-faced beast" was walking in the middle, that is, the big boss. Before the big boss could speak, the two of them became nervous first and immediately prepared a defensive posture.

Tong Tong wanted to laugh at them for making a big fuss and did not take their actions to heart. Seeing the big boss, he had no intention of retreating. He glanced at him calmly, then lowered his head to pack up and prepared to go down the mountain.

"Big Boss" Su Changhe is used to big scenes, so he naturally will not take this lonely young man seriously. When he walked past him, Su Changhe didn't even look at him and walked straight forward.

But leaving like this makes him deliberately avoid this young man.

This makes him seem less arrogant.

So Su Changhe stopped, turned his head to look at the tombstone, and asked, "Who are you tribute to?"

"My master."

This was their first conversation after Tong Tong grew up.

The two of them asked and answered each other, their tone was plain and natural, not like relatives, but like people who met again after a long separation and were full of estrangement.

Su Changhe waved his hand and signaled his followers to retreat. He looked at the tombstone and nodded: "Although it's a long time since it's a down-and-out."

"You should know him better than I do."

"That's not necessarily."

"No, you obviously know my growth trajectory."

"No, I'm not that i'm that i'm not that i'm that i'm not that concerned about you."

The ordinary conversations reveal a faint sharpness.

Tong Tong gritted his teeth and refused to admit that he was suppressed by him.

Su Changhe smiled slightly and asked the first question again: "Do you still practice Taekwondo?"

"I won't practice anymore."

"Write a poem?"

Tong Tong laughed: "Look at me, I live so miserable, do you have time to write poetry?"

Su Changhe calmly said: "Your parents like to write poetry."

"I know. So, if you ask me this, is it considered the concern of the elders?"

Su Changhe stared at Tong Tong. Although his eyes were not big, they were very sharp. Tong Tong didn't feel uncomfortable, but instead smiled calmly: "What do I do when I look like this? I don't hate this face very much? Because I look like my father."

...

Su Changhe asked coldly: "Who told you this?"

"Didn't you keep staring at me? You shouldn't know who said this to me?"

Su Changhe snorted coldly and said, "You think too much, I don't have that much spare time."

"Since that's the case, I'm accustomed to being self-indulgent, and it can be understood that you didn't take me seriously, but I was too worried. Goodbye!"

Tong Tong calmly packed up his things and prepared to go down the mountain. Su Changhe suddenly asked, "How much do you know about the old things at home?"

"Then how much have you hidden?"

Those eyes really looked like his father. Su Changhe frowned and said, "I just want to tell you that what you hear about is not necessarily true."

"Then what you said must be true?"

Su Changhe was actually choked by this young man.

Tong Tong finally found a little of the winner's posture, put his hands in his pockets, and smiled slightly: "But don't worry, I don't hate you very much. Because judging from the information currently available, you and my grandfather are mortal enemies and don't like my father very much. As for how I got lost, how my mother committed suicide, I don't know whether Meng Xinghe's death has anything to do with you. So, I just hate you now, just like you hate my dad. I hope that what you said has nothing to do with me, otherwise... you'd better kill me now."

Su Changhe's face became very ugly. Tong Tong pointed with his hand and said, "That green-faced beast and the honest-looking one, aren't they all your good helpers? However, my master has taught me a lot of skills, and it's not particularly easy for them to kill me."

Su Changhe said with a gloomy face: "Your posture and your attitude towards speaking are very rude. Do you know?"

"Peace is left to those I respect." Tong Tong smiled indifferently: "Besides, you have never taught me. You know my whereabouts, but you pretend not to know..."

No, it’s about to expose your fragile side. Tong Tong clenched his fists silently and said, “You are not qualified to be my elder. You can even be my enemy, you should be the one I hate.”

After saying that, Tong Tong did not give him a chance to defend himself and strided down the mountain.

After going down the mountain, I regretted it. If I asked him bluntly, how did his parents die and where Meng Xinghe was buried, would the old man tell him?

But then he thought, he was so cunning and unmannerable. Even if he said it, could it be true?

Tong Tong's mind echoed the words Lao Han said to him: "The combination of your parents is considered a realistic version of Romeo and Juliet. Both of them came to Beijing from Hong Kong City, and they both loved to write poetry. After dating for a while, they realized that the two families were in lawsuits. They were both very brave - of course, we were both in their twenties at that time, and in our eyes, they were simply role models to break through the constraints of feudal patriarchal system. But from the current perspective, they were a little brainless.

A stubborn person, he will never die if he doesn't want to die - hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey, hey hey hey hey hey, hey, hey, hey, I was so fond of poetry and literature when I was young, so hey, if you were to have a name

I can't remember anything. Before your father passed away, I went north to see him and saw you who was under one year old. To be honest, you have looked pretty since childhood, with big eyes, like a beautiful girl. Later, your mother borrowed money from me and said that your grandfather went to Beijing and talked about some family matters with your father. I can't remember it. It seems that if you want him to raise you, let your surname be Su? Or maybe they have some problems and can't support you? Maybe that's the case!

Mom said it was very obscure. Anyway, after seeing you, your dad got an acute illness. Your parents didn’t have a penny to save, as if your grandfather didn’t give a penny! Your mom had no choice but to ask people to lend money everywhere. I sent two hundred copies, and then there was no further information. When I heard the news from your family, you drowned and your mom committed suicide. In half a year, the family of three left. In our circle, this is the only case of ‘family destruction’, and everyone sighed.”

"To be honest, you look exactly the same as your father when he was young. When I first met you, I thought he was a zombie. If it weren't for a professional illness, I wouldn't have investigated you, so I'll let you be a drowning ghost. I don't know why you were 'drowned', I guess, your grandfather is very suspicious. During school, your mother often complained to us that your grandfather is a person with extremely indifferent personal feelings. Before your grandmother passed away, your mother was so sad that she was indifferent, but your grandfather was actually

When I left the hospital, I said there were too many relatives there and it was messy, which made him lose his mind to handle official duties, and then... I left? I didn't even care whether your grandmother died or lived. Your mother also said that it was probably because your grandmother was too resentful. A lot of things happened at home in those years. Your grandfather hired a master, and then he respectfully went to visit your grandmother's grave every year, and then he got better slowly. This... Anyway, I am a materialist and I don't believe in this. Maybe the bigger the business, the more superstitious people are!"

"Your parents are very independent and strong people. If they were not forced to do so, they would definitely not ask for money from the family. But even if they asked for it, your grandfather didn't give it to him. He watched the experience of his daughter's family... Every time he thinks about it, he is so disappointed! When you were 'dead' when you were a child, your mother committed suicide, which must be inseparable from your grandfather's indifference."

Tong Tong fantasized about the words Lao Han said countless times in his mind, and often burst into tears.

Because when he opened his eyes, he was greeted not by his parents' smile, but by endless darkness.

It shouldn't be like this. Not only him, but also his family, shouldn't have lived like this.

So, when he saw the old man, Tong Tong wanted to grab the collar and question him, what was the truth at the beginning and why did he do this?

However, he had to swallow all the pain and try to pretend to be calm and gentle, so that he could look like a mature adult and make the old man feel uncomfortable.

Su Changhe's superstition has continued until now. According to Tong Tong's investigation of him, he personally went up the mountain to pay tribute to her on Qingming Festival, the first day of the lunar calendar, and the death of his wife. But he didn't expect that the two "grandchildren" met in the cemetery.
Chapter completed!