"It's not complicated. Your biological father, Sikong Ju, is my half-brother. Sometimes God is merciful and allows me to pick you up on the street. Not only does it make up for the regret of losing my daughter, but it can also
Having my niece by my side makes me feel family affection."
Speaking of this, Ma San was a little moved and his eye circles were red, which was rare to see.
After Lan Shan smoothed over the relationship, tears welled up in her eyes again. She stood up and walked around the dining table, hugging Masan for the first time and calling her uncle, which was particularly affectionate.
"Shanshan, I sincerely congratulate you for being surrounded by so many family members." Ding Fan raised his glass.
"Well, thank you too. I can't believe how lonely I was before, but today, I actually got so much at once." Lan Shan said touchedly.
"Lao San, you once had a daughter?" Lan Ke asked doubtfully.
After looking at Ding Fan, who was also curious, Masan was somewhat reluctant, but he still roughly told the past.
Due to his special constitution, he has never been interested in women at all. However, when he was over forty, a woman broke into his life, which made him fall in love with her, and his body miraculously revived.
The two were married, and this woman had some connection with the Sikong family. Masan didn't tell her the specific name and other information, and she probably didn't want to tell her.
After his wife became pregnant, Masan was very happy about it and even prepared a lot of cute clothes for the child in advance. However, during the delivery, his wife died on the operating table due to hemolysis.
Masan was in grief, and what happened next made him completely collapse!
The daughter I had just brought home was suddenly lost.
"It's like having a dream and waking up alone again." Ma San's voice was sad, but there were no tears in his eyes. The hardships of life had long flattened the softness in his heart, "Humph! From then on, I
I feel like the whole world, including God, owes me, so why should I have to bear so many disasters and not even have a trace of family affection?"
At this moment, Ma San had a ferocious look on his face, and then scolded me again: "My second brother is really nothing. He has cursed me since I was a child. He suppresses my wife and children, and makes me lose all my wealth! How good is he? He doesn't even have a woman.
Hiding on the top of the mountain and not daring to show up."
Alas, Ding Fan really wanted to walk away. Ma San was targeting the master everywhere, which sounded very harsh.
Then again, the master was indeed very venomous. He probably knew through fortune telling that Masan was destined to be a lonely wild wolf.
Seeing through things without telling them is the highest state of being a human being. Master often teaches his disciples this way, and as a result, they themselves have demonstrated their abilities to the fullest.
Speaking of excitement, Ma San drank another drink alone, looked at Ding Fan with red eyes and said: "Ding Fan, you are also a physiognomist, so show me, are you really a master of your wife and son?"
"Hey, I don't dare to say."
"And what you don't dare to do, those people under me are almost wiped out by you. Even if they are gone, they are all a bunch of idiots." Masan snorted coldly.
"Then I'll tell you!"
"Say it!"
Ding Fan activated his magic eye, but it actually failed. He had used it frequently recently and the consumption was too serious. He had no time to make up for it, so he could only make inferences based on the lines.
After looking at Masan's face carefully for two minutes, Ding Fan opened his mouth and made an assertion, which made Masan almost jump out of anger. If it weren't for the presence of Lan Yaoshi and his wife, he would have beaten this kid to death.
"Third uncle, you have a Vajra constitution. As the saying goes, if the sun cannot give birth, it is bound to suppress the wife. My master is not wrong, but the way of expression is too direct. Moreover, the lines on your forehead are crossed, and you are still able to suppress your father. The needle between your eyebrows is hanging back.
The hook also restrains oneself, but fortunately the life is hard, so they cancel each other out."
"You are very similar to the second child, both of you are very direct in your speech!" Masan said with a sullen face.
"Hey, I am influenced by Master, so of course there will be similarities. However, third uncle, your daughter is really similar to you as a close relative of flesh and blood." Ding Fan continued to analyze, "She lives a good life, has good clothing and good food.
Big one. Judging from the clear and unobstructed lines, it looks like you, especially in character, and he is also a ruthless character."
"Girls will suffer if they are weak!" Masan's eyes lit up, "Can you figure out where the child is?"
"cannot!"
Ding Fan waved his hand and said with certainty: "Someone has performed special treatment on your daughter. A lot of her information has been hidden."
"What do you mean?" Masan was confused.
"Third brother, Ding Fan wants to tell you that your daughter was brought up by an expert and it was also an opportunity. In order not to let you find it, she implemented the shelling technique and hid her true birth date and replaced it with
The other method is very clever, and to be honest, it is not easy to do." Lan Ke explained in detail.
Ding Fan also received the lesson, and for the first time he knew that there was such a miraculous magic in the world. Taking off the horoscope of birth date was equivalent to hiding the true identity.
"Why did that person choose my daughter?" Masan said angrily. No one could answer his question.
"Third uncle, you have raised me for many years, and I will work hard to find my sister until you are reunited," Lan Shan said.
"Good boy." Masan nodded happily, his tone full of helplessness, "Since the child is still here, so be it!"
The atmosphere at the wine table was generally harmonious. Masan's drinking capacity was astonishing, while Lan Yaoshi and his wife only drank lightly.
However, Lan Shan became a little drunk after two drinks, and the hard-won happiness made her even more intoxicated.
Masan said that he had a villa in the Haikuotiankong Villa area, which could be provided for Lan Yaoshi and his wife to live in.
Of course, other places are also fine. If you like it, just buy it directly.
Masan was quite dissatisfied with the decision of Lan Yaoshi and his wife. They planned to live with Ding Fan, but visitors were not allowed in that place.
You can keep in touch with your daughter and make appointments to get together from time to time.
Masan glared at Ding Fan and said bluntly: "You kid, your purpose of saving people is not pure."
"Don't say that. It's a big risk to escape death. The conditions here are good and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can be gathered, which is more suitable for the two seniors." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"That's nonsense. It's just a roof. There are many roofs to choose from in Jingyang. I can build one too," Masan said.
"Lao San, don't worry about this. Ding Fan's residence is indeed unique. We appreciate your kindness." Lan Ke chuckled and poured another glass for Ma San.
Assisting Ding Fan was something Lan Yaoshi and his wife had discussed long ago. The Yellow Demon had trapped them for many years, causing them to be separated from their flesh and blood, and painfully breaking their livers and intestines. This hatred was as deep as the sea.
And Ding Fan is destined to be the one who can fight against the Yellow Demon, and there is no second choice.
Let everyone continue to eat, drink and chat, and made an appointment to pick up Lan Yaoshi and his wife at five o'clock. Ding Fan left the meeting early because he still had things to do in the afternoon.
Ling Zifeng sent a text message and asked him to come to his home for a talk. He couldn't delay.
The powerful Liefeng Mang must be returned to Ling Zifeng, and he must keep his word in this matter. Moreover, Ding Fan is not willing to let Ling Zifeng go to Fuyao Building. The magic eye is temporarily disabled and he cannot see the invisible Ling Zifeng coming in.
After going out and driving the modified car, Ding Fan walked around the street for a long time before arriving at the villa where Ling Zifeng lived.
Through the big iron gate, I saw Ling Zifeng sitting in the yard, motionless, like a perfectly carved statue.