"It's really useless. It took decades to find it."
"It's not just looking for it. I looked for it decades ago, but it was after" I carefully explained it and added: "And you should have heard some wind."
"I heard it before, but now I see it, these two babies are descendants."
"No, they are the servants of future generations." Facing the veteran who overthrew the three mountains, I thought about it, and finally decided to use this term.
The "servant" Sun Wen's old "woman" was shocked, and then water splashed in his dim eyes: "If there was such a wonderful person by my sister back then, I wouldn't end up in that kind of field in the end."
"Ah, what do you mean." I was shocked when I heard this.
"I have a story, do you want to hear it?" Sun Wen asked after taking out his handkerchief and wiping his eyes.
"What story." I was at a loss.
"In your eyes, it's just the past decades ago."
Sun Wen stared into my eyes and said word by word.
"Listen, or not."
In front of the multiple-choice question of whether to listen or not, I nodded.
"Well, do you know the general situation of your grandfather."
"I know, my grandfather's surname is Qin. He joined the army since he was a child, fought a whole life, and finally died in Diping."
Facing Sun Wen's question, I carefully collected the answers, and then I saw Sun Wen's nodding. It seemed that the answer was very satisfactory to her elderly.
"Then do you know that you still have a "milk" or "milk" that hasn't been passed through." Sun Wen asked again when he clicked his head.
"Isn't that your eighth sister." I remember that this question had an answer long ago. Of course, I don't know why Sun Wen would be so unfamiliar when he mentioned the owner of this term.
"Did that girl from Zhuge's family say it."
"Zhuge's "milk" and "milk" said it."
Your old man can talk about other girls, but I don't have such a blessing.
"My eighth sister is familiar with her, of course she would say that." Sun Wenshi let out a sigh that was almost inaudible, and the old man holding a teacup looked at me: "But in the final analysis, my eighth is nothing but a sigh. Unrequited love. Your "milk" and "milk" that have not passed the door are actually the girl from the sky."
"Have your old man ever read a fantasy novel!" My first reaction was to blurt out this sentence.
"What is a fantasy novel." Sun Wen's stunned.
"I mean." Knowing that I didn't hesitate, I patted my head: "You mean, if my pro-grandfather didn't die that year, I guess he was going to marry the girl of the Long family."
"Yes, if it weren't for him to die, it wouldn't be Mo fool's turn."
"What do you mean by that."
"When the girl fell on the ground, I, your grandpa, brother Zhang, don’t ask, and your grandpa were all the first time to arrive at the scene. This girl is dressed in weird clothes, looks handsome and talks well, and has a temper with you. Grandpa fits well. During those years in northern Shaanxi, we carefully guarded her. Later, when we went to Jiangnan, she once told me that she intended to marry your grandpa. However, the Korean War broke out, and your grandpa was never able to get on the battlefield again. When I came back, the girl looked at the north side all day long. We all took her to the end or Mo Wen took over and raised her at home, which is considered to be an end to the heart disease of all of us." Sun Wen said while staring. He said: "But the paper can't contain the fire after all, five years later, the identity of the girl was exposed."
"How did you expose it?" I asked in astonishment. These things are in the scope of my ignorance.
"My husband learned about this from me, and he showed it up." Sun Wen said that with a grin: "It's all because of my old lady's unreliable mouth. It's all my fault. My ninth brother broke off with me because of this."
"I don't know these things at all, I always thought "I was at a loss for a while.
"Yeah, of course you wouldn't know." Sun Wenshi finished speaking and glanced at me: "That girl has a strong temper. When the person who arrested her rushed into Mo's house, Mowen was controlled by them, she actually chose. "suicide"."
"She committed suicide." I glanced at Sun Wen, then at Zhang Ye, and the latter nodded blankly.
"Then those baby clothes we took out of Mo Ye's house" I could hardly control my bad mouth.
"Yes, at the time of death, the girl already had the kind of no question." Sun Wen gave me the answer I didn't want to hear the least.
"Didn't you find the murderer?" I asked again.
"How could it be possible to find it? At that time, it was so "chaotic". The murderer used a semi-automatic rifle to shoot a black gun from across the river. It was just a shot. The bullet pierced through the adult's chest and shattered my horrible face. The child can't do it on the spot. The one who killed a thousand knives in my family climbed a hundred meters in the snow before he died." Sun Wen said with a mockery of himself: "If you want me to say it, it will only cost you two lives. From then on, the Mo family and the Sun family were cleaned up."
Fuck, I didn't think that your old man Mo was so fierce back then, and he was ambushing two lives on a snowy night for thousands of miles. This is a gimmick that didn't exist in American movies.
"So are these things true?" After I finished my thoughts, I looked at the two old people present and said.
"I have an old woman with half of my neck. Is it necessary to lie to you, a young queen, about this kind of thing." Sun Wen sighed after speaking, as if regretting something.
"I think I'd better let her descendants talk to you."
"Actually, they are in the box next door, right."
When I let Wei go out, Sun Wen asked me when he was sitting back.
"Yes, I got Zhang Ye's suggestion before I came, so I let her come." I nodded.
At this moment, Longevity and Zhao Xie'en opened the door and filed in, followed by Jiehein and Mu's sister.
Sun Wen's old face wrinkled and sighed after seeing the long history: "It's really like this."
"It's very similar." Zhang Ye added with a smile.
"The descendants of the Long family have seen two of them." Long bowed slightly to the two who were sitting or standing.
"Since you are a descendant of Long Girl, then you should also know what we were talking about." Sun Wenshi sat back in the chair and looked at the long standing next to me.
Long smiled and nodded: "Yes, since I read the diaries of the elders, I have understood many things, and also know some things that even you don’t know, such as the relationship between the elders and Lord Qin, or the relationship between Mo Wen and the elders. Speaking of this, the smile on Long's face is even more intense: "And you, the most trustworthy friend in the eyes of my parents."
Sun Wen stunned, then a trace of paleness appeared on his face.
"Now that you know it, what do you want to do." Zhang Ye spoke at this moment.
"The passing time has done everything the younger generations want to do. The enemies are either lost in the world or the dying old man in time. I just want to know where the bones of my parents are now."
Speaking of this, Jiu Long laughed more gently, but the hand I was holding was trembling.