Ode to the Dragon

After the ashes of the martyrs are placed, Chu Feng and his family enter a low-key car and leave the martyrs' cemetery slowly in the throng of people -

these blood thirsty sons who have sacrificed their lives for the country will sleep here and watch the years quietly and peacefully, just as they had hoped before the war.

Soon, the car drove to the Chu palace.

Chu Feng also brought gifts for blossoms from Chen Fengxing, Luo Gang and ye Meier.

Looking at those delicate and beautiful, big and small bags of toys and delicious snacks, the little girl's big eyes are bent into crescent moon, excited and don't know what to do.

Cloud Mu fine quiet looking at this scene, the heart is very satisfied with happiness.

"Here you are."

Chu Feng wears a simple but tasteful necklace on Yun MuQing's white neck.

"In recent months, every time I think about you, I make up a little. Unconsciously, I have made a necklace."

Cloud Mu fine jade hand caresses cartridge case, beautiful Mou flows, move a capacity to say: "I like very much."

What she cares about is never material or money, but sincerity.

See Chu wind finally go home, many stick Chu wind half a day, accompany daughter and cloud MuQing a day.

In the evening, Chu Feng meets uncle Zhong. He ponders for a moment and finds out some rare Chinese herbal medicines, velvet antler, yak horn and so on.

"Uncle Zhong, these herbs are from Xiye's friends. They can nourish Qi and nourish the body, mediate energy and prolong life. Please accept them."

Uncle Zhong just said with a smile, "eldest son, are these famous medicines given to me or to the Lord under the pretext of my hand?"

The old man, uncle Zhong, had seen through the father and son's pretending indifference.

Chu Feng had no choice but to smile. "You can use it, too. I'll prepare it for you --"

uncle Zhong waved his hand and laughed. He said with relief, "the eldest son has this heart. I'm a slave."

"However, I think it's better for you to send it to the LORD by hand. To tell you the truth, although you have been fighting in Xiye for several months, the Lord is calm on the surface, but he is still worried and anxious in his heart --"

"especially in the days when you fought with Jiang Wanjun, the God of war of the six kingdoms, he stayed up all night, and his hair turned white several times --"

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Chu Feng was silent and didn't know what to think.

Just then, a soft and gentle jade hand held Chu Feng's arm. Yun MuQing said softly, "go and have a look. You know where he is."

Chu Feng pondered for a few seconds and nodded silently.

When Zhong Burton was young, he was very happy -

"after years of estrangement between father and son, they finally had a chance to clear up their past. It's really rare."

Chu palace, the grand and solemn palace, is a quiet and remote courtyard.

Chu Tianxiong, as usual, is beset with state affairs. He only takes care of the peach tree in the yard for half an hour every day -

when Chu Feng enters the yard, Chu Tianxiong is carrying water, and his movements are delicate and skilled.

All of a sudden, Chu Feng found that this arrogant "King Chu" who can support Donghua's heaven in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people now has a lot of white hair on his temples, and his movement became slow. He even lifted several buckets of water, and began to breathe heavily, and some of his strength was not up to his heart Years of fighting and years of overstocking of state affairs have overloaded Chu Tianxiong's body. If it wasn't for his tenacious will, he would have fallen down long ago -

take a deep breath, Chu Feng steps forward, takes the bucket in Chu Tianxiong's hand and helps to deal with the weeds in the campus.