"Uh..." Li Xiaohu was stunned and asked hurriedly: "What does that woman look like?"
"Willow eyebrows, beautiful nose, small cherry mouth, big watery eyes, and murderous intent!" Zhen Dongshu immediately fell into memories and said: "That woman is about 1.67 meters tall, wearing a red dress..."
Under Zhen Dongshu's recollection, Li Xiaohu had roughly determined who it was, and it must be the woman who lived in the attic of the Philippine Presidential Palace. Li Xiaohu's smart brain connected all the things, and the ins and outs of the matter were roughly clear.
After he was taken away by a shark, the seriously injured shark was unable to eat him again. He died soon after diving into the deep sea, and then floated with him near the Philippines, where he was finally killed by the fisherman named Uncle Cang.
He was saved. Then he was discovered by Xiaoxue. Because of his special status, Xiaoxue could not arrange for him to be hospitalized in the Philippines, so he immediately took him back to China. Xiaoxue mastered all his information, found Wang Dongxu, and then
I handed it over to them, and then today's scene happened.
Thinking of this, Li Xiaohu felt very grateful to Xiaoxue in his heart. That poor girl endured the humiliation and had to kill for the enemy and became a pawn in the enemy's hands.
"Got it!" Li Xiaohu nodded.
"Xiaohu, you feel good now. You are a major general. When will you bring your brothers to hang out with you?" Zhen Dongshu immediately came over. Li Xiaohu looked back at him and said: "What major general? This military rank is just
It’s an empty military rank, not to mention that now that I’m alive, I might have to take it back!”
"Isn't it possible? China is such a big country, how can you take back what you say?" Zhen Dongshu immediately shook his head.
"No, I have to call my dad right away!" Li Xiaohu hurriedly grabbed the phone from Wang Dongxu and dialed.
At this time, the Li family was setting up a mourning hall to pay homage to the little tiger. Su Rou cried so hard that she passed out several times. The entire Li family burst into tears, and Li Si drank all day long to drown his sorrows, even though Chairman He and Situ
Yu has tried to persuade her many times, but it still doesn't work. On the day of the mourning hall, which is the night of the first seven days, a memorial ceremony will be held for the deceased.
Jiang Laigen came over with a large number of people, dressed in black clothes. Jiang Laigen brought almost all his children and grandchildren. There were dozens of people in the family, and they looked like they were prosperous.
"Do you think Lao Jiang did this a little too much?" an official whispered in another person's ear.
"Humph, it's not like he's been doing this for a day or two!" The man snorted and said, "This time, he mobilized troops like this, obviously to look good to General Li, to show off that his children are prosperous, and to mock General Li's children.
Not prosperous, and even his only son is dead!"
"Alas, General Li has paid so much for the country!" The official sighed.
"Fate, God is unfair, just do your job well!"
The two of them murmured softly, but Jiang Laigen took his children to worship in front of the spirit. Jiang Laigen hypocritically consoled him: "Xiaosi, people can't be resurrected after death. This kid Xiaohu was a good person when he was alive, better than those of me."
Damn it, Sun Wa'er is so much better, he was originally a good general, how could he have known that something like this would happen!"
