"You are sure that if you control the Ning family, you can suppress the Yang family and suppress Yang Chen? It seems that the old thief Ning Guangyao has not done it so far, and he still wants to get married with the Yang family upright," Luo Cuishan tweeted.
Yang Lie squeezed his fist and said, "To establish the new order and new structure I want, it is not necessary to suppress the Yang family. Since it is impossible to deal with Yang Chen directly, it is not impossible to use him to make trouble. ."
Luo Cuishan's eyes gleamed, and she smiled slightly: "Little lame, can I ask you to promise one thing."
"Say".
"Tonight, you are definitely going to control Ningxin, Ningde, Ning Guangyao... Could you let Guodong and I deal with it? Don't worry, we will definitely leave him with a complete body and will not affect your eating him. Yes." In Luo Cuishan's eyes, a spiteful flame was burning.
Yang Lie turned around and said jokingly: "As long as the brain is not bad, and there are some disabilities in the body, after I eat him, it can still be repaired. You can vent your anger on him unscrupulously, I don't mind. ."
Luo Cuishan immediately rushed forward excitedly, hugged Yang Lie, and kissed him a few times, "I knew that the little lame was the best to me!"
Yang Lie sneered, "Anyway, it's just a prepared corpse. It's okay to give you a play."
…
After nightfall, Yang's backyard wing room.
On the big bed of Yang Chen and Lin Ruoxi's bedroom, wearing cotton blue floral-spotted pajamas and pajamas, blue, after taking a hot bath, the whole body looks like a fresh white milk bag, white and tender, and fragrant.
Lin Ruoxi lay on one side of the bed, gently stroking her daughter's back with one hand, and supporting Zhenshou with the other, looking at Yang Chen with a playful smile on her face.
Yang Chen sat cross-legged on the opposite side, stared at Lan Dayan, grabbed his hair, and scolded Yang Gongming hundreds of times. What a sour idea!
Blinking big eyes, Lan Lan asked expectantly: "Dad hasn't thought about it yet, Lan Lan wants to hear a fun story."
"I said little fat girl, you ate four legs of lamb alone at night, don't you feel very full and want to sleep?" Yang Chen asked eagerly.
Lanlan's head shook like a rattle, "Lanlan is not sleepy, Lanlan hasn't eaten enough, and doesn't want to sleep yet!"
Not full
Yang Chen regretted that he ate all the rest of the sheep and didn't leave it to this little guy.
Touching his chin, Yang Chen had to smile shyly: "Would you like your mother to tell you one first?"
"I have told your daughter a little better, and I also said in Zhonghai, today is your special session for being a father", Lin Ruoxi directly threw the burden back.
Yang Chen's face jumped, looking at the expectant daughter, but couldn't bear to disappoint her.
Once again, let Yang Chen realize that, in fact, being a dad is not enough to be rich and powerful. You have to be able to tell stories. Is it easy
Yang Chen hasn't read any fairy tale books, and the children's stories he heard when he was a child are all fragmentary, and I am afraid that Lan Lan doesn't like to listen to those stories. After thinking about it, he can only tell some of his own experiences.
"How about dad tell me a story about my dad trying to survive when he was a child in Alaska, in the territory of the wolf pack?"
"Where is Alaska in the United States?" Lan asked.
"It's a very far place, it's very cold there, there is ice and snow everywhere, there is nothing to eat, if ordinary people get lost in the wilderness, it is easy to die," Yang Chen replied.
Lan Lan blinked, "What is the territory of the wolf pack?"
"It's forty or fifty strong snow wolves, big bad wolves that eat Little Red Riding Hood. Their hunting range is thousands of square kilometers!"
"Then so many big gray wolves want to catch Dad and eat it?"
"Yes, but there are other kids about the same age as my father, but they are all around eleven or twelve."
"Oh!" Lan Lan was already aroused and nodded vigorously.
After thinking about it, Yang Chen suspected that the children could not understand the area, and asked: "Does Lanlan know how big thousands of square kilometers are?"
Lan Lan quickly replied seriously: "It's just big! Very big! Very big!!"
"Pump!"
Lin Ruoxi, who was lying there, couldn't help but laughed. Seeing Yang Chen's tangled expression, she wanted to laugh especially.
Yang Chen pretended to cough twice, "Little friend Lin Ruoxi, you should be more serious too. The parents are telling stories, so concentrate on listening."
Lin Ruoxi smiled and nodded, "Hurry up, I really want to listen."
Yang Chen moved his bones and lay his legs more comfortable. After finishing his thoughts, a distant thought appeared in his eyes.
"When I think about it now, I still think it's a miracle that I survived..."
…
Brooks Mountains, northern Alaska.
The blue sky, the snow-capped mountains, black and white criss-crossed, depicting a magnificent natural landscape.
But experts and scholars who are familiar with this place know that this is the abyss of death!
The barren land has ushered in its coldest winter, even in low-lying areas, the temperature is close to minus ten degrees.
With the increase in altitude, it is not uncommon for some places to reach tens of degrees below zero, and some of the hollow areas formed by hidden underground rivers make the cold more daunting!
This is a no-man’s land in Alaska. Sometimes explorers pass by, so they don’t dare to stay for a long time, because there are not only a small number of deer herds, but also a large number of wolves!
Above an ice river, a thick layer of ice is condensed, allowing people and animals to pass through easily.
A figure dressed in a black leather jacket and wrapped in a coat of animal fur, walked from the bank of the river.
This was a white teenager with chestnut hair, with a little freckles on his face, about eleven or twelve years old, but his eyes showed a cold, gloomy, and cautious that his peers could not understand.
The young man breathed out the white mist, his eyes swept across the ice, as if he was guarding against something. When he was sure that there was nothing special around him, the young man walked towards the middle of the river.
To walk from this hinterland to the end of the port and escape from this predicament, he must cross the river and over the mountains.
The young man walked carefully, listening to all directions, holding a military dagger in his hand, ready to fight at any time.
Due to the low friction on the ice surface, if someone encounters a remote throwing attack, or a wolves siege, it will be extremely detrimental to oneself!
In this cold wasteland survival training, all people who came to survive from the underground training ground in Siberia, the survival master of the same age, the bloody killer, he did not dare to be careless!
There are holes in many places on the river. These holes are obviously dug by some people who crossed the river earlier in order to prey on river fish.
Even in a hole in the middle, there is a simple fishing line made of two plant fibers, which is framed there with cedar branches as a fishing rod.
In order to prevent the ice hole from freezing, the man also filled some branches and leaves in the hole as a cover.
As a person who has been training in the field, the white boy quickly realized what it was. It is a necessary skill to make a simple field fishing tool!
The fishing rod has not been taken away. There are two possibilities. One is that the owner can't wait and left first, and the other is that the owner hasn't returned yet and is looking for food elsewhere!
No matter what it is, the teenager will not give up this opportunity to obtain food!
In this desolate ice and snow mountain, any food is precious! You have to live to get out of this dead zone!
The white boy was a little excited. After confirming that there was no one within a few hundred meters of him, he rushed to the hole and quickly removed the cover.
When grabbing the horizontal wooden pole, the white teenager smiled joyfully.
Heavy, there should be fish below!
When he furiously picked up the fishing rod, he suddenly found something wrong!
There seems to be something under the river? !
However, his consciousness is too late!
The moment a pale hand protruded out of the glacial water, after holding the ice on the side, the other hand rushed into the white boy's throat with lightning speed!
It was a shimmering dagger, which penetrated his throat before the white teenager could react!
The turning point of the whole incident took only one second!
"Huh... Huh..."
The white boy's eyes widened, and after a flash of anger and regret, he fell back on the surface of the glacier.
He didn’t realize until he died that this fishing rod was not for fishing, but for him...
After his death, a naked, black-haired teenager climbed up from the hole. It is unimaginable what kind of perseverance that made him take off all his clothes and hide in the ice river waiting for the "prey" to be hooked.