Mu Yi is like a little sun, his light shines far in the night.
In the front hall of the Su family, if it were in the past, the older Su Chongshan would have gone to bed at this moment, but today, not only is he there, but Su Jun and Su Jinlun are also there. The three generations of grandparents are also the pillars of the family.
The three of them sat in the living room, no one said anything, and the door to the front hall was not even closed. The cold wind blew in, causing the candles to sway, making them flicker.
But at this moment, none of the three people's attention was focused on this, and they couldn't even notice the coldness on their bodies. They seemed to have their own thoughts.
Su Zhongshan's face was expressionless, but there was a hint of worry deep in his eyes.
Su Jun looked extremely serious and worried.
As for Su Jinlun, perhaps because of his age, he was not as steady as his father and grandfather. He even looked outside from time to time, and the anxiety on his face was not concealed.
In the same small town, in another place, a similar scene to the Su family was repeated.
Peng Song couldn't stop walking around the room. His wife and daughter were sitting on one side, and there was a heater in the room.
Peng Mi occasionally raised her head to look at her father, but she spent most of the time with her head down in a daze. There was sadness on her face, probably thinking of her late husband.
Song Qi and Xie Zheng and Xie Miao, the uncle and nephew, did not go back. After all, the murder case had not been solved and the murderer had not been caught. They could only stay here for the time being.
At this moment, the three of them were gathered in a small room. There were several side dishes on the table. Song Qi and Xie Zheng were drinking together, while Xie Miao was sitting sullenly on the side, neither eating nor drinking, but just tinkering with the brazier in front of him.
"Lao Xie, what kind of thing do you think the murderer is?" Song Qi took a sip of wine, picked up a peanut with chopsticks and threw it into his mouth, and asked in a daze.
Xie Zheng raised his head and glanced at Song Qi, and said angrily: "You, Song Lao Qi, don't even know, what can I know?"
"It's different. Although I have encountered several strange things in this line of work, I have never seen what a real ghost looks like." Song Qi recalled.
"Whether the murderer is that thing or not, we will definitely know after tonight." Xie Zheng also picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"Third uncle, what kind of ghosts are there in this world? I think he is just making a fool of himself. Otherwise, why don't you take us with you? Are you afraid that we will drag him down?" At this time, Xie Miao, who had been tinkering with the brazier, couldn't help but raise his head.
said.
"What do you know, you little brat? Have you forgotten what I taught you?" Xie Zheng suddenly stared at Xie Miao and cursed.
Xie Miao was startled by his third uncle's aura, his neck couldn't help but shrink, and he muttered something softly, but he couldn't hear what it was.
"Okay, okay, young people are not afraid of anything. Isn't it the same when we were young? When he suffers a loss and hits a wall in the future, he will naturally understand many truths in life.
It's not that he will understand if you tell him, you have to let him realize it on his own." Song Qi interrupted in the middle and did not let the uncle and nephew continue to argue. As a yamen worker, he naturally
It was clear how much Xie Zheng had placed high hopes on this nephew.
But as he just said, without experience, it is impossible to truly grow.
Hearing Song Qi's words, Xie Zheng couldn't help but pause, then smiled bitterly and shook his head. If he really cared, he would be confused.
Having lived for most of his life, Xie Zheng didn't understand these principles, but once his most valued nephew was involved, he couldn't help but become a little confused and ignored the essence of the matter.
At Xie Miao's age, it's the right time to refuse to admit defeat, to dare to fight and fight without fear of anything. He also came through this way back then. Although he suffered a lot, he also learned more.
And now that he is older, he wants Xie Miao not to be like he was when he was young. Isn't it a bit hard? How can a young man who is less than twenty years old be the same as someone who is fifty or sixty years old?
After thinking about this, Xie Zheng stopped caring about Xie Miao, and even thought about whether to let him go and let him go out on his own. After all, the young bird will eventually leave its mother's wings and fly alone.
"Huh!"
Suddenly, Song Qi looked out the door while holding the wine glass, and let out a light sigh.
Although the door is closed at the moment, through the window, you can still see the bright sky outside.
"What's going on?" Xie Zheng also saw this strange scene at this time, and even stood up directly, took a few steps to the door and opened it.
The cold wind blew in all of a sudden, making him shiver. But at this moment, Xie Zheng obviously didn't care about it, and his eyes were fixed on the shining place, where half of the sky was covered with light.
Lit up.
Although Song Qi and Xie Miao were a step late, they quickly came to the door and looked over there.
"Father, look." Peng Songlai had just returned to his seat and was about to sit down when his daughter's voice rang out. He instinctively looked up and saw the light outside.
Peng Songlai jumped up before his butt even touched the chair. He quickly came to the door, opened it, and looked to the horizon as well.
"There, it seems to be there..." Peng Mi followed closely. She didn't finish her words, but Peng Songlai already understood.
In the Su family, such a scene was also happening. Su Chongshan, Su Jun, and Su Jinlun all came to the yard at this moment, staring at the horizon.
"Grandpa, that should be over there." Su Jinlun didn't even notice that his voice was trembling.
"Yes, that's right there." Su Chongshan nodded fiercely, but he didn't want to leave his eyes at all.
Although this matter did not involve his own family, in Su Chongshan's view, it was more important than his own family's affairs. This was not simply to make friends with Peng Songlai and his eldest son-in-law who was the county magistrate.
But this time was the first time Mu Yi really took action after becoming a priest of the Su family.
Although it consumes his family's favor, it also means that the relationship between Mu Yi and his family has become truly stable. The stronger Mu Yi becomes, the greater the benefit to the Su family will be.
"It's a pity that we can't get a full view of this grand scene." Su Jinlun said with some pity.
"Jinlun." Su Chongshan suddenly called out.
"Yes." Su Jinlun agreed instinctively.
"Prepare a generous gift tomorrow and accompany me to Funiu Mountain." Su Chongshan said firmly.
"Grandfather, you want to go up the mountain? But..." Su Jinlun was interrupted by Su Chongshan before he could finish his words.
"Even if we climb tomorrow, we have to climb the mountain. As long as we firmly seize this opportunity, our Su family may not be able to soar into the sky." Su Chongshan murmured to himself, and the flames of desire suddenly shot out from his eyes. He planned
After a lifetime, now, the Su family finally has an opportunity to take off.
On the other side of the battlefield, with the outbreak of Mu Yi, the situation finally reversed.