The rural scenery is infinitely beautiful. No matter how rich Ruijiazhuang is and how high its per capita GDP is, it is still a small village in a county in Xishan. It has a population of more than 10,000 and the local residents are less than 500. Along the grand and domineering road, the roadside is full of green.
The main road leading to the village is full of rural scenery, which is so simple that it makes you feel relaxed and happy.
Maybe the villagers in this small village are no longer simple, because they are so rich that they have forgotten their true intentions. But the newly buried old man has taken control of the little purity left in Ruijiazhuang. The villagers are afraid of him and hate him.
. Because he is not gregarious and does not take the interests of the majority of villagers as his starting point. But Ruijiazhuang can never and is not qualified to deny the benefits that the elder has brought to this once extremely remote and poor mountain village. Without the elder, Ruijiazhuang will never
There will be today.
The benefits of ten candies are never as sharp as a slap in the heart. When the big man refused Xishan’s plan to merge and seek greater profits with an iron fist, the big man became a sinner that everyone in Ruijiazhuang cursed behind his back. He also became a sinner forever.
They have forgotten who made them rich and allowed them to live a luxurious life that even the people of Xishan are envious of.
On the rooftop of the top floor of Ruijiazhuang, the servants have cleared away the heavy snow. There are two chairs and a coffee table, on which are placed simple melon and fruit tea, as well as a box of Changbai Mountain and a box of Double Happiness. The cold wind in winter should be like a knife,
However, the cold wind in this village that still maintains simplicity and cleanliness is more gentle and soft, which makes people feel comfortable. Looking far away from the Chu River, it is not the bright lights of a big city, nor the surging crowds of a small city.
Quiet, simple, and as pleasant as a paradise.
"No wonder the eldest master refuses to leave for the rest of his life. This is indeed a comfortable place." Chu He lit a Double Happiness and said with emotion.
Chu Lin held a piece of Changbai Mountain between his fingers and said calmly: "How does it compare with Rainbow Town?"
Chu He was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Rainbow Town is a concentration camp where a group of losers with injured souls lick their wounds. But here is a place where a group of ferocious beasts flourish."
"Where is the best place?" Chu Lin asked.
"The family is the best." Chu He said with a smile.
Chu Lin continued a cigarette and looked into the distance with his energetic eyes.
He smoked very fast, even faster than Chu He, an old smoker. Within an hour, there were more than a dozen cigarette butts piled in the ashtray. Chu Lin stopped smoking, but picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
Suddenly he said: "You have seen Cao Jingzhe. You have also seen Xia Zhengqing. Including Shang Tianya."
Chu He looked at Chu Lin in surprise, pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Cao Jingzhe is persistent and has faith. He will work hard enough to achieve his goals, but he will not resort to any means."
"Xia Zhengqing is upright and awe-inspiring, and he is indeed worthy of the title of wise man."
"Shang Tianya's city is extremely deep and his tactics are extremely ruthless. He leaves no room for error in doing things and will use any means to achieve his goals."
Chu Linyan briefly and comprehensively analyzed the temperaments of the three older generation strong men, then changed the topic: "Don't give him a chance until you are absolutely sure."
This one is Shang Tianya.
This opportunity was not given to Shang Tianya to kill him.
It sounds quite cold, but it reveals the father's concern for his son.
Chu Lin has always maintained a free-ranging attitude toward Chu River, and now is no exception.
"I'll try my best." Chu He nodded lightly. After a moment of pause, he couldn't help but ask, "Maybe you should tell me more now?"
"What?" Chu Lin asked.
"That sensational pinnacle battle back then. What was the specific situation?" Chu He smiled and said. "I didn't need to know before, but now I should have a reason to know."
He promised the wise man Xia Zhengqing, and he swore not to let anyone bully Xia He, but in front of him, there was the Shenhui, which can be called the fourth world, and the unpredictable and powerful Shang Tianya. It would have been ordinary.
People may have lost the ability and self-confidence to fight long ago, but Chu He will not. Even if he is not even half sure to save Xia He, he still has one life, he is still alive. There is hope when you are alive, and you should not give in when you are alive. Because
He is the son of Chu Lin. He is the son of Xiao Murong, the most proud and most enamored woman in the world.
"This is a bullshit war," Chu Lin said indifferently. "It's just a bunch of people playing house."
Chu He was frightened and his palms were sweating.
Bullshit war?
mob?
play house?
I'm afraid not many people in this world dare to say these words, right?
As expected of his father, he is so domineering that it makes one's scalp numb.
He had seen Tan Qingzi's methods and had a fight with Judge Tiechu. Even though he was undefeated in two battles, the strength of these strong men of the older generation was obvious to all. Why did his father say they were just a bunch of rabble?
"Who is the final winner?" Chu He asked tentatively.
"Duanmu Yiyi." Chu Lin replied simply.
"Who?" Chu He asked patiently.
"Master Miaomen." Chu Lin said calmly.
Chu He took a deep breath.
He knew about Miaomen, and Huo'er had analyzed it for him in detail. It was a super organization with a history of three hundred years. A terrifying organization that had left a strong mark on the history of China and even the United States. The leader of Miaomen became the winner of the pinnacle battle.
It's not surprising at all.
"It sounds like there are many strong people in the older generation that I don't know about?" Chu He seemed not to want his vision to be looked down upon by Chu Lin, and added, "The real strong people."
"You've seen most of them." Chu Lin said calmly.
"Besides Xia Zhengqing, Shang Tianya, Cao Jingzhe and the master of the Miaomen, who else is there?" Chu He asked curiously.
Looking at Chu He's curious expression, Chu Lin, who was unwilling to discuss these matters seriously, said lightly: "Emperor Tian."
"Which boss is it again?" Chu He tried to make the conversation more relaxed.
"The first president of the Shenhui." Chu Lin said calmly.
"——" Chu He opened his mouth, but was unable to speak.
"So, these strong men are really of great background." Chu He said meaningfully. After a brief pause, he asked curiously. "I would like to know, among these people, who do you value most?
Who is more qualified to be your opponent? Or, who has fought with you before. Who did you defeat, who defeated you. Now, who is stronger and who is weaker?"
Sitting in front of him was a very unfamiliar and mysterious man. Even if this man was his father, he didn't know Chu Lin's past, present, or future. He didn't know how powerful his father was now.
He also didn't know what kind of glory his father had in the past, and whether he could really see all the mountains and small mountains and be unrivaled. He hoped to know more about it, and he also hoped that Chu Lin could tell him more.
Chu Lin stared at Chu He and was silent for a long time before saying: "I value you the most. No one has ever fought with me. I have never defeated anyone, and no one has defeated me. Now, I hope you are the strongest."
Chu He opened his mouth and was speechless. This guy was really good at Tai Chi. He even convinced himself that he didn't know how to fight back.
"Did you realize that you said a lot, except for the first sentence which made you cry, the rest is all nonsense?" Chu He said with a smile.
"What you asked is nonsense." Chu Lin lit another cigarette.
Chu He said discouraged: "Maybe."
"I just hope you remember. No matter at any time, don't forget that your mother's name is Xiao Murong. You can bleed when you are injured, and you can cry when you are wronged. But when you fall, you must stand up." Chu Lin rarely taught Chu He,
Chu He also listened patiently and carefully.
"Because of your mother, the most proud woman in the world never gave up, and no one could knock her down. The only time she fell was because of you." Chu Lin said word by word. "You can let me
Disappointed. I am not qualified to make any demands on you. But you cannot let her down, because she is the greatest mother in the world and the proudest woman."
Chu Lin left these words and left.
Just like the countless times before, Chu He was left behind to gamble and drink. It seemed that he would never be able to let go, and he would never be able to escape.
Chu Lin left.
However, Aunt Fang came over gently and sat on the chair where Chu Lin was sitting before.
Chu He was silent, lighting cigarettes one after another until the cigarette box was empty, then he slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
"Do you know my mother?" Chu He whispered.
"We know each other." Aunt Fang nodded lightly.
"she--"
"She is beautiful. She is very proud. Perhaps there is no other woman in the world who can be as good as her." Aunt Fang murmured.
Chu He was speechless and said in a trembling voice: "I really want to see her once. One face is enough."
"She has been looking at you." Aunt Fang gently rubbed his head and said with pity, "She will always love you."
Chu He pursed his lips slightly, then tried hard to grin, forcing out a smile: "Maybe I should also be a proud person, like her."
"That's right." Aunt Fang said with soft eyes. "No one can copy your mother. But you can, because you are her only bloodline. You should inherit her pride and inherit her excellence."
Aunt Fang gently stroked his handsome cheek: "Look, didn't you inherit her beauty?"
Chu He laughed and said, "Isn't it too awkward to describe a man by his beauty?"
"Others can, but you can't." Aunt Fang smiled. "Because you are her son."
Chu He was about to say something else, but saw Aunt Fang holding his hand and pulling him up: "Go back to Yanjing. Someone is waiting for you."
"Who?" Chu He raised his eyebrows.
"A person you are destined to face."
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[Author's digression]: I need to slow down for a while. Three chapters a day lately has made me a little exhausted.
