Han Jiulin lowered his head and said indifferently: "Old man, if it weren't for your sake, what he did today would have been enough for me to kill him.
Let him go to the northern war zone and learn how to be a human being again. If he dies, he will die for his country and it will be considered a worthy death.
If he is not dead, when he comes back, he will know right from wrong and take responsibility."
"But..." The old woman glanced at Han Jiulin and hesitated.
Han Jiulin asked in a deep voice: "Do you just want him to be idle and idle all day long, relying on gnawing old age for the rest of his life?
Now he dares to hit you for a mobile phone. When you are too old to move, what do you think he will do?
How will he live after you die?"
The old woman was stunned for a long time, then she suddenly understood and said gratefully: "Thank you, I understand. In fact, it's all my fault that I spoiled him when he was a child. I hope he can change his ways when he gets to the northern war zone...
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Han Jiulin immediately asked the old woman to get in the car and took her home. Before leaving, he silently wrote down the old woman's home address and would ask people to visit her at intervals in the future to protect their lives.
On the way back to the city again, Han Jiulin seemed much silent.
When passing through the old town in the east of the city, Han Jiulin, who had been silent all the way, suddenly said: "Stop for a moment on the side of the road. I'll get off the bus here. You go and do your work. I'll get off the bus and walk around by myself."
"Okay." Wan Binghua parked the car on the side of the road according to words. After Han Jiulin got off the car and left, he said to Wan Yiqian, the co-pilot: "Han Sheng is not in a good mood. Go down and walk with him."
Wan Yiqian hesitated a little and said worriedly: "I'm afraid it will make Han Sheng unhappy."
Wan Binghua said: "Don't worry, Han Sheng will teach you martial arts today. Although you don't have the name of master and disciple now, you have the reality of master and disciple. As long as it doesn't violate the principles, he will not easily blame you."
Wan Yiqian felt relieved when she heard that her father's analysis was reasonable. She nodded to Wan Binghua, got out of the car, and chased Han Jiulin along the roadside.
Wan Binghua smiled slightly and drove away.
Regarding Linyi City's Dongcheng District, Han Jiulin is most familiar with the street outside the Qin family's old house.
After getting out of the car, he lit a cigarette, walked forward, and subconsciously came to the old street.
There was a vendor selling roasted sweet potatoes on the roadside. Han Jiulin stopped and asked, "Boss, how do you sell sweet potatoes?"
The person selling roasted sweet potatoes was a man about fifty years old. He said with a smile: "Five yuan per pound. My roasted sweet potatoes are sweet and chewy. Do you want one?"
"Here comes one." Han Jiulin nodded and smiled, picked a medium-sized roasted sweet potato, and turned around and said, "Help me pay for it."
He never had the habit of carrying money when he went out. He only had one card with him, so it was obviously inappropriate to swipe his card here. So he naturally turned around and asked Wan Yiqian, who had been following behind, to pay.
Wan Yiqian followed Han Jiulin, never daring to catch up. She kept a distance of four to five meters along the way and fell far away.
When she heard Han Jiulin asked her to pay, she finally felt relieved, smiled, walked over quickly, and said, "Boss, let me pick out something sweet, too. How much is the total?"
"Two 16s, just give me 15." The boss happily put on the scale and gave Wan Yiqian a small change.
While Wan Yiqian was paying the bill, the boss said with a smile: "You two young people, the boy is handsome and the girl is beautiful, you are a perfect match!"
This was not a compliment, but a true statement from his heart.
Han Jiulin smiled slightly and said nothing.
However, Wan Yiqian blushed and said hurriedly: "Uncle, please don't talk nonsense. This is my husband, and I am not worthy of him."
The boss had a look of astonishment on his face, and he said something like "Oh" in a half-understanding manner, and then apologized.
When the two of them walked away, the boss stared at the backs of the two of them, thinking in his mind, in what age is it that girls still call young men Mr.?
Han Jiulin peeled off the skin of the sweet potato and ate the roasted yellow-orange sweet potato unhurriedly.
Seeing Wan Yiqian next to her, she had to carefully peel the sweet potatoes because they were too hot. She ate them in small bites and let out a sigh of relief from time to time. She couldn't help but ask: "Are your sweet potatoes delicious?"
Wan Yiqian's beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons, she smiled and nodded: "It's delicious, very sweet, and very soft."
"Mine is delicious too, but it's just a little dry."
Han Jiulin nodded in agreement, pointed to the small shop in front, and said: "Go and buy two bottles of mineral water. You can eat well."
"Okay." Wan Yiqian responded hurriedly, and trotted towards the small shop with a smile on her face.
A young couple passed by. The man was dumbfounded and muttered: "Such a beautiful girl is so obedient."
The woman stared at Han Jiulin's handsome face and hummed: "Don't even look at how handsome this man is. If you are one-tenth as handsome as this man, let me wash your feet every day."
There’s no problem with the water!”
The man finally pulled his eyes away from Wan Yiqian's back, glanced at Han Jiulin, and immediately felt extremely ashamed.
I couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "These two are so good-looking. The key is that they have such temperament. Even eating something as down-to-earth as roasted sweet potatoes can make them look fashionable."
Han Jiulin passed by the two of them with a smile on his face.
When he walked to the small shop, Wan Yiqian just walked out with two bottles of mineral water. The two continued walking side by side along this old street.
After the rain, there is inevitably some water accumulation in the old street, but it does not affect people's lives. Along the way, there are vendors and children playing.
After Han Jiulin finished eating the sweet potatoes, he wrapped the skins in food bags and threw them into the roadside trash can.
Then he took the mineral water and drank half of it. Then he held the mineral water in both hands and carried it behind his back, and suddenly asked: "I heard your father mention before that your mother passed away when you were still young?"
Wan Yiqian hadn't finished eating the sweet potatoes, so she licked the golden sweet potato flesh stuck to the corner of her lips and nodded: "Yes, my mother died of illness when I was 15 years old and in the third grade of junior high school.
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Han Jiulin hummed, remained silent, and said: "My mother also died when I was a child, when I was 10 years old. When she was passing through the mountainous area, she encountered a mudslide and was buried."
Wan Yixi blinked her eyes and listened quietly. Although she knew that Han Jiulin's biological mother passed away a long time ago, even Wan Binghua never knew what happened.
"After my mother passed away, my father got a second wife the next year and gave me a half-brother. Counting his age, he is already thirteen years old this year..."
Yesterday I met my sixth aunt and learned that her son was unfilial to her. Han Jiulin was furious.
Today I saw that middle-aged man again. He was a lot older, but he was still waiting to die. He even punched and kicked his biological mother because of a mobile phone, which made him even more angry.
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Although he finally resolved the matter in a brutal and forceful way.
But it was inevitable that he would be emotionally moved by the scene, which brought back his already somewhat vague memories of his biological mother.
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