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Chapter 241 About my origin one

Li Fusheng said this with a smile, but as soon as he finished speaking, his head hung crookedly. Kuang Haige calmly supported him, and I did not dare to say anything, lest it would attract the attention of the driver.

He became even more suspicious and uneasy, and then the news leaked out.

"Find a clinic to stop for a while." I said hello to the driver, and the hospital guy would probably send someone to search all the hospitals in the entire county.

The driver was very familiar with this place and took us to a private clinic. I got off the car and bought medicine and sutures. Then I found a suitable place to get off the car, reversed the car again, and temporarily went to a relatively hidden small hospital.

There was a place to stay. Kuang Haige treated Li Fusheng's wound and simply sutured it. During this period, Li Fusheng woke up, Kuang Haige treated him with the wound, and quietly told me that this might not work.

I gritted my teeth, settled the two of them, then lowered my head and went out. I bought two packs of cigarettes in the small shop outside. I asked the boss about it, and then I followed the boss's instructions and found a few long-distance cars.

I took a black car, negotiated a price with one of them, and left the county overnight.

The rest of the matter went smoothly. After all, Brother Wen and the others were not official personnel, so they could not have that much energy to block traffic arteries. After leaving here, they found a new place to resettle Li Fusheng. His condition was basically stable, and he received a blood transfusion.

There was no serious problem after that, and the rest was rest and recovery.

We stayed here for about a week, and we faced another serious problem: we had no money. Everything we had on us was searched completely. If we hadn’t taken out a bag when we came out of the hospital, it would have been difficult to hold on.

After coming down. After Li Fusheng left the hospital, I found a shabby house on the outskirts of the city in advance, and carried two boxes of instant noodles. I only had the last bit of money left in my pocket.

The house is very dilapidated, so I can only cook instant noodles for the time being, but it makes me feel at ease. That is, while eating instant noodles, I suddenly realized that sometimes, people's desires seem to be easily satisfied, and happiness is so simple.

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We don’t have a phone, and we don’t want to contact the outside world. Now we have to let Li Fusheng and Kuang Haige take good care of themselves. When we first arrived here, Li Fusheng was not in good spirits and was a sleeper. The room was not big. In order not to disturb him, I

I would move a stool to sit in the shabby little yard, smoke cheap red plum cigarettes in the yard, and think about my thoughts. I thought a lot, from the beginning to now.

Kuang Haige gently walked to me, holding a wooden stick that was used as a walking stick, and I pulled up a chair for him to sit down. In fact, by this time, my doubts about Kuang Haige had disappeared, so we talked more often.

When I get up, I will also talk about some more important things.[

I know that the answers to many things are hidden in corners that I don't know about. Some answers can be found by myself, but some answers must be revealed by insiders.

"Smoke one." I handed Kuang Haige a cigarette. He didn't smoke, but he wouldn't refuse. He picked it up and held it in his hand. I lit it for him and watched him puff away in an awkward posture. This

No one in the world is omnipotent. I am not as good as Kuang Haige in many aspects, but at least I am better at smoking than him.

He is not a person who likes to talk. In this regard, he is very similar to my father. It may be that similar personalities have allowed them to survive together for so many years. I finished smoking the cigarette and finally gathered the courage in my heart.

Looking at Kuang Haige, he said, "Can I ask you something?"

"you say."

"This matter is very important to me. This is a knot in my heart. I hope you can understand." I looked at him sincerely and said: "I want to hear the truth of the matter. If you have difficulties, I can't

If you tell me the truth, I can understand you, but don't lie to me."

"I won't lie to you."

I believed Kuang Haige's guarantee. He was a man who kept his promise. But after getting his guarantee, I hesitated again. It wasn't that I didn't want to know the answer, but that I was thinking about it. If the answer was different from what I had gotten before,

Can I accept it psychologically?

For me, this issue is really important.

I didn't say anything, and Kuang Haige didn't rush me. Finally, I gave up all my worries and asked in a low voice: "Have you met my mother?"

Kuang Haige may not have expected that I would suddenly ask this question, so he was stunned for a moment, but then he shook his head and said, "No."

At that moment, I didn't know whether I was disappointed or faintly glad that there was no answer to the disappointed question. I was glad that I didn't have to bear the possible psychological pressure.

"I can swear that I have never seen it before." Kuang Haige saw my silence and thought I didn't believe him, so he started to explain.

After retiring from Xihaihe, Kuang Haige still maintained a very close relationship with my father. At the beginning, they were often together because there were many difficult things to deal with, including preventing Sun Wanhua from fleeing. After these matters were dealt with

After that, their course of action was greatly adjusted. Everyone had to take on some tasks and travel all year round. The transportation facilities at that time were not as developed as they are now, so there were more letters and phone calls, and few meetings. The party system was the earliest

It started from that time. Every once in a while, my dad would notify everyone to meet at a designated place.

Kuang Haige has no selfish thoughts. This can be seen from his daily life. At the beginning, he was in charge of many connections and funds, but he lived a relatively poor life because he did not pursue enjoyment. So.

Such people have a vague concept of family. When they contact my dad, they basically talk about business matters. As for daily life, he can't think of asking, and my dad won't take the initiative to mention it.

"The first time I heard about your mother was after she married No. 1." Kuang Haige lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said: "Actually, until now, I don't know how they met, or even,

I don’t even know if they have obtained a marriage certificate.”[

The news of my father's marriage was told to everyone at a party, but my mother was not present because my father divided the family affairs very clearly. Regarding this, I just mentioned it casually. At that party, my father rarely

I drank a little wine to celebrate.

"I still want to ask." I interrupted Kuang Haige, but it was difficult for me to ask this question. I wanted to find a more tactful way, but I couldn't think of it. After mumbling for a long time, Kuang Haige was very confused.

, don’t know what I want to say.

"Is it true? Is it inconvenient to ask?" Kuang Haige may have seen a lot of betrayals that happened after my father left, so he couldn't help but be sensitive in this regard. He thought that my hesitation meant that I didn't trust him and couldn't make up my mind.

ask.

"No." I calmed down and said, "I have heard some gossip in the past, and I want to confirm it with you. I heard someone said that my dad is... is... a heavenly eunuch..."

"Who is farting?" Kuang Haige opened his eyes, and the scars on his forehead were slightly twisted like veins: "You shouldn't ask this kind of question."

I was speechless. He was right. It was stupid for me to ask this question. Is there any son asking someone to ask about such a thing? I suspect that my father has problems in this area. Then where did he come from?

?

But this question is entirely based on the fact that I am not my father’s biological son. When I first heard such words, I couldn’t help but want to curse, but after experiencing so much, whether I admit it or not, this

The question has occupied my mind. Since I asked it, it means that I already have some doubts in my subconscious.

I explained to Kuang Haige that he was not used to expressing his feelings, but it was obvious that he hated any remarks that slandered my father. After my repeated explanations and persuasion, he calmed down.

But how should I put it? Kuang Haige has no direct evidence on this issue, because when he was with my father and those people, unlike today's young people, who dare to talk about anything when they get together, they chatted in a measured manner.

My dad is relatively conservative about matters related to men and women. In Kuang Haige's impression, he has never even discussed this topic. In other words, whether my dad has such a congenital defect, Kuang Haige cannot deny it from an objective point of view.

.

"Why do you think so?" Kuang Haige still frowned. I guess if it wasn't for my identity, he would have been furious.

"I'm talking too much about this question." I quickly asked: "What happened next? What happened next?"

It was at that party that my dad mentioned his marriage. Kuang Haige was not enthusiastic about it and didn't care. Anyway, he felt that regardless of whether he was married or not, and whether he had a family or not, the things that should be done must still be done. The party was over.

Afterwards, everyone received some money and was assigned new tasks. Kuang Haige completely forgot about it. After that, he met with my dad twice more, but he didn't mention it.

It wasn't until 1987 that Kuang Haige met my dad for the third time after that party. Kuang Haige remembered these things very clearly. The weather in the north was already very cold at that time, so my dad called me Kuang Haige.

My uncle, and two other people, went to a restaurant outside to have dinner together. Because they were still young and full of energy at the time, they drank some wine during the meal and drank until the restaurant closed. They were still not happy, so they went to another restaurant.

Have a drink somewhere else.

"Actually, from the moment I started eating, I felt that something was not right about No. 1." Kuang Haige said: "The something wrong is not very obvious. You have to observe carefully to see it."

Kuang Haige's feeling was correct. When a few of them drank together until midnight, my dad got a little too much and he told a few people something.

"He told us that he had a son, who was just a few days old."


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