Anti-Japanese War: I, Li Yunlong, a warlord in Northwest Shanxi

Chapter 241 The dusty past

Chapter 342 The dusty past.
In the back mountain of Zhongyi Village, there is an earthen tomb surrounded by pines and cypresses...

There is half a tombstone in front of the tomb that has been damaged. Perhaps it was too casual when it was carved. Only the word "Tomb" can be faintly read on it.

Apart from some wild fruits, there is only a bunch of wild cauliflower on the offering table in front of the monument...

As long as this day or Qingming Festival comes, these things will appear. The person in front of the grave is still the same person, but the years have made him older and different from before.

"Xiao Qin... our daughter has grown up. She brings me face wash today, which makes me so happy..."

"It's just that my daughter has grown up, and so has the Black Tower. One has never picked it up, and the other has never put it down. As a father, I am both happy and worried!"

"It's not that I haven't thought about revenge in these years, but if I die, who will take care of Miao'er and Heita? Some people say that I, Xia Shanhu, am a softie and have no talent. I don't care, but I'm afraid to see the children looking down on me. The look in his eyes..."

"It's almost... I will come to keep you company as soon as you find a good home for Xiaomiao. Don't leave too fast, just wait for me!"

The tiger going down the mountain babbled to half of the ruined monument, but no one knew how desolate it was. Only the breeze could fade away this deep-seated infatuation...

I don't know how long it took, Xiashanhu walked out of the pine forest with a heavy heart, and saw a little guy spinning anxiously outside the pine forest...

"The village leader... is not good, the eldest lady fainted..."

"What! What happened!"

Hearing that his daughter fainted, Xiashanhu's heart trembled, his feet were light, and he almost fell over.

"Master of the village, don't worry too much. Jia Langzhong in the village has checked her pulse and said that the eldest lady was so angry that she fainted. She will get better in a few days of cultivation!"

After hearing what the little guy said, Xiashanhu was half relieved...

"Tell me as you walk, tell me exactly why Miao'er fainted!"

As the two of them walked towards the village, the little boy danced with his hands and feet and said, "I don't know what happened to the eldest lady today. She is always distracted. Just now you came to worship, the eldest lady went to your room, and then outside the house. The guard only heard something falling in the room, and when he entered, he found the eldest lady lying in front of your desk..."

desk?

Hearing the word "desk", Xiashanhu recalled it for a moment, then suddenly remembered something and hurriedly ran towards the village.

After running wildly, Dang Shanhu arrived at Xia Xiaomiao's residence. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Xia Xiaomiao lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

It's just that Xia Shanhu's eyes were not on his daughter's face, but on the broken piece of steps she was holding tightly in her hands...

"Hey...it's just a worry!" Everyone saw Xia Shanhu sigh heavily, his face full of regret that he had never shown before, but no one knew that the rag in Xia Xiaomiao's hand was a woman named Jiang Xueqin many years ago. The last word left behind!

And this woman named Jiang Xueqin is Xia Xiaomiao's biological mother, Xia Shanhu's wife...

On the rag are eight Xiujuan's handwritings outlined in blood: I would rather die and be loyal than betray my son...

The woman used her life to fulfill the meaning of the first four words. Xia Shanhu spent half his life making the oath of the last four words and kept this secret in his heart. However, he did not expect that the dusty secret would eventually be swept away by his daughter. , opened up the memories of the past...

After the Jia Langzhong of Zhongyi Village and his female family members left, Xiashan Hu stayed alone in his daughter's room. Unknowingly, it was already dark.

As people get older, they tend to get sleepy easily. Sitting down the mountain, Tiger fell asleep at some point. When he woke up, he found that Xia Xiaomiao was actually awake!

"Daughter, are you hungry? How about... Dad go get you something to eat?"

After the words fell, Xia Shanhu saw Xia Xiaomiao lying on the bed, staring blankly at the top of the bed, but ignored his questions!

"Daughter, the kitchen has made soup today. It is your favorite lotus seed soup. Dad will ask someone to bring it to you?"

Xia Shanhu asked cautiously again, but after waiting for a long time, Xia Xiaomiao's eyes were still empty, and she seemed to be an unconscious living dead...

"Miao'er...Dad..."

Xiashanhu was about to continue asking reluctantly, but unexpectedly, Xia Xiaomiao sat up on the bed, frightening Xiashanhu.

"You said...what is this!"

Xia Xiaomiao pinched the rag hard and held it in front of Xia Shanhu's eyes. Due to the excessive force, her knuckle bones had already turned white...

"Miao'er... you were still young back then, so..."

Xia Shanhu tried to explain clearly, but it was difficult to pronounce the words.

"So you lied? And you lied to me for eighteen years! Xia Shanhu, who said you would never lie to me? Who is it!"

Hearing his daughter call him the name Xia Shanhu, Xia Shanhu suddenly felt strange, and the promise he made back then came to mind again...

The old Taoist priest who saved Xia Xiaomiao died. Xia Shanhu deceived Xia Xiaomiao and said that the Taoist priest was traveling. Unexpectedly, Xia Xiaomiao, who was only a few years old, saw through the lie and understood what death meant!
After that, Zhongyi Village was in a state of turmoil for more than half a month. In the middle of the process, Xia Xiaomiao went on a hunger strike and fainted. Only then did Xia Shanhu make a promise never to lie!

(End of this chapter)