Made of solid wood, the workmanship is fine and ingenious, but when the old man was lying on it and shook, it still made a slight creaking sound.
It's not because of the material of the rocking chair, but because, this old man is just too big.
Even though he has lived for a century, even though the various organs in his body have been exhausted to the point of exhaustion, his body is still so huge that people look up at it.
This old man is none other than the old man of the Bai family.
He closed his eyes and his body rocked rhythmically back and forth with the rocking chair. His white hair was spread out on the rocking chair, looking like the scattered branches and leaves of an old pine tree.
In front of him stood a man and a woman.
The woman is dressed in simple and elegant clothes, and her posture is calm and indifferent, as if she is a woman who does not eat the fireworks of the world.
The man did not dare to look at Mr. Bai with a respectful expression. This was always the case, and no one thought that he was afraid of the old man in front of him. All he had was respect and admiration from the bottom of his heart.
He is the master, he is the slave,
He is a master who has no pretensions, and he is a slave who no longer needs to grovel.
They have a master-servant relationship, and they are also friends. Even though no one has ever pointed this out, both parties know it well.
"Grandpa." Bai Wanjun spoke softly, breaking the eerie silence.
"Yeah." Mr. Bai lay on the rocking chair and uttered a simple syllable,
"The situation has been set." Bai Wanjun said in a calm tone,
"No." Mr. Bai suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see the bottom, projecting a meaningful light.
When Bai Wanjun heard this, a complex look flashed across his eyes without any excuse.
The next moment, Mr. Bai glanced at Wan Hai,
His eyes were calm and showed no emotion at all, but in Wan Hai's eyes, they contained too much.
"Merlin is dead." Wan Hai said softly, "My brother is also dead."
"No wonder you came to see me." Mr. Bai showed a strange look on his face and said softly, "Do you regret it?"
"I don't regret it." Wan Hai shook his head vigorously.
"Get out." Mr. Bai waved his hand,
Bai Wanjun exited the room obediently and closed the door before the old men.
She is the person in charge of the Bai family, but she knows clearly that she has no reason to listen to the conversations of the old people in the Bai family.
Mr. Bai stared at Wan Hai indifferently. After a long silence, he sighed softly: "I told you, you don't need to go out."
"I must come out." Wan Hai said firmly,
"But you killed your own brother." Mr. Bai said, "You know, I won't ask you to do anything."
"I know." Wan Hai showed a hint of relief, then shook his head and said with a free and easy expression, "Who said only young people can be loyal."
"Is it worth it?" Mr. Bai said calmly, "I have never been willing to understand your brotherhood. I was not willing before, and I am not willing now. In the future, I will never have the chance."
"It's worth it." Wan Hai laughed, his smile was old and sad, "The third child is my good brother. If he wants to leave, but he doesn't want to stay, I will let him go, but I won't let him stay."
"But he left, and what he should have fulfilled fell on you." Mr. Bai sighed softly, "You killed your own brother because of this. It is really worth killing your younger brother for the sake of the third child."
"It's worth it." Wan Hai nodded firmly, "The fourth child doesn't feel any regrets either. The third child is my brother and also his. He has no regrets in dying for the third child."
"You pursue martial arts wholeheartedly. You could have been an admirable and respected warrior like your apprentice, but now, you have become another person for your brother." Mr. Bai shook his head.
Wan Hai smiled and said: "Master, after following you for so many years, you understand me."
Mr. Bai also smiled: "Do you understand me?"
Wan Hai was slightly stunned, staring at Mr. Bai with complex and solemn eyes. For a long time, he took a deep breath and nodded heavily: "Maybe I understand."
"It's good if you understand. If you don't, I have to explain it to you again." Mr. Bai said with a smile, "I don't want to explain, and I don't want to explain. If I explain, there may be trouble."
"I understand." Wan Hai said, "I am still alive and can continue to go down. Don't worry, sir. I will be a member of the Bai family for the rest of my life, regardless of life or death."
"Half a lifetime." Mr. Bai sighed quietly and glanced at Wan Hai solemnly, "Where can I find such a good slave?"
Wan Hai laughed, no regrets,
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creak,
Wan Hai closed the door and slowly backed out,
As soon as he turned around, he saw Bai Wanjun waiting for him at the door.
"Miss." Wan Hai nodded lightly,
"Yes." Bai Wanjun smiled warmly and said, "Wan Lao, I made a pot of tea. Are you interested in having a drink with me?"
"It's my pleasure."
Bai Wanjun is a master at making tea. On the one hand, it is due to his temperament, and on the other hand, because Bai Twelve cannot drink, and he has always yearned for a life of drinking and eating meat, so Bai Wanjun worked hard to make tea as good as liquor. Drink and cook vegetarian dishes to taste like meat. This is very difficult for her, but also very happy.
Wan Hai took a sip of tea, sat upright and asked: "Miss, what are your orders?"
"I didn't give any orders." Bai Wanjun smiled, "I just think Wan Lao is a respectable old hero."
When Wan Hai heard this, he shook his head and said, "Miss, you are so complimentary."
"No." Bai Wanjun said softly, "This is what I mean, but it is always difficult to be a hero. A hero can tell a lie, a big lie to satisfy himself, but a hero can only bear the shackles and bear a The huge yoke made it hard for me to breathe, and made me roll into the loess."
Wan Hai smiled and said: "Miss, such a heavy evaluation is really not suitable for me."
"I'm just an old servant of the Bai family. I don't have the confidence to accept this evaluation."
"An old servant of the Bai family." Bai Wanjun heard this and chuckled softly, "Slave is a derogatory word, but it is also an extremely noble word of praise."
"Wan Lao, are you a slave of grandpa or a slave of the Bai family?"
Hearing this, Wan Hai tightened his fingers on the tea cup and glanced at Bai Wanjun with a blurred and complicated gaze.
There was not much excitement in his heart, or in other words, he was just conflicted by Xiao Xu. After an unknown amount of time, he finally said with sincerity: "Miss, since you are a slave, of course you are a slave of the master, and also a slave of the Bai family. "
"Good." Bai Wanjun smiled, "What a slave of the Bai family."
