Way of Choices

Chapter 855: It's time for me to talk

The whole Wenshui city was shocked by this sentence.

Outside the ancestral hall the ravens were silent, and the silence was like a grave.

After a while, someone finally woke up.

Mrs. Tang covered the fear in her eyes and quickly walked to him, raising her hand and preparing to fight.

A loud slap, or that the old lady will not be so angry after hearing this matter?

Mrs. Tang thought like this, gritted her teeth, and beat her down. She didn't want to be soft with remorse, and she was seen to have problems.

Tang Thirty-six looked at her with a smile, without dodge.

With a snapping sound, Mrs. Tang's palm fell on Tang's thirty-six face, making a crisp sound.

Tang 36's left face turned red at a rate visible to the naked eye, but it was not too conspicuous because it had not washed his face for many days and was covered with dust.

But there was still a smile on his face, the kind of sincerity, no reluctance, and no emotion.

Mrs. Tang was stunned and reproached with regret: "Why not hide?"

"Children are not filial, you have been worried for the past six months, and you have not been able to wait in front of your father's bed.

Tang Thirty-six stepped forward to hug his mother into his arms and said softly, "You go home and wait for me, I still have some things to do."

It was only half a year later that she finally met. Where did Mrs. Tang give up, but she knew that the Pope was in the old mansion at this time, what her son had to do must be important and could not be stopped.

"At least I have to go home to wash and eat some food, and then I have prepared your favorite egg rice in the small kitchen."

Mrs. Tang looked at his apparently thin face and said distressedly.

"No one dared to shorten my food and drink in the ancestral hall for half a year. Even the greedy son of the kitchen over the old house is used to it."

Tang Thirty-six looked at his mother's eyes and said with a smile: "After finishing that matter, everyone will be more relaxed."

After saying this, he looked at the crowd on the street.

Dozens of servants in the long room were happy.

As for those maid maids who have served him personally for many years, tears have already shed tears.

"Why cry? Do you really think you made it with water?"

He looked at the girls and said, "I haven't hurriedly arranged for me to wash."

Listening to these words, those shopkeepers couldn't help thinking of the pictures often seen in Wenshui City many years ago.

Do they think that the picture will be reproduced again today? His complexion became extremely wonderful.

The maids responded in unison, and then their own servants who had done the same thing removed more than ten rolls of cheap variegated silk from the car and brought in various wooden sticks. In front of the gate of the ancestral hall, an open space of several square feet was separated by a curtain.

The extremely capable servants knocked or smashed open a nearby shop with carelessness, and all the hot water in the backyard workshop of the shop was taken out, and those servants started from Taking out the wooden barrels and various washing utensils from his car, he hurried to Manbri.

Tang Thirty-six had already walked into the curtain and took off his light.

The hot mist is transpiring, the figure is hidden, and the sound of the water is clear.

The girls in the city blushed and turned around, but they couldn't help but looked back.

Mrs. Tang sighed helplessly, but her face was full of relief.

Those who were in charge of the shopkeeper and watching the lively people were startled and unable to speak, and then all laughed.

Such scenery as Wenshui City has really not been seen for years.

It didn't take long for the mantle to be removed.

The unkempt, thin and haggard young man had turned into a handsome son.

The eyes of the girls on the street became extremely bright.

A maid came up to him with both hands holding the sword and carefully tied him around his waist.

The sword looked a little old, but it was tied to him, but it was as if it had just been washed by water, and it was sharp.

It is Wenshui sword.

...

Tang Thirty-six stepped on Deng Yun boots, tied his waist with Wenshui sword, left the ancestral hall, and went to the old house.

The crowd stopped in the distance on the street, and no one dared to follow.

He didn't take a glance at the plaques left by the emperors and popes of the previous generations, let alone ignore the immensely humble steward.

He pushed open the door of the old house and walked in, as if it were home.

In fact, here should have been his home.

He has lived here for many years, and throughout Wenshui City, no one but the old man knows it better than him.

Entering the small courtyard of the old house, he began to greet people, saying hello like his master.

He patted King Linghai's shoulder and said, "Come here."

He said to Archbishop Eucalyptus again: "Are you still used to living?"

After seeing Nanke, he was stunned, and turned to the mansion manager, saying: "Don't hurry to take the grandfather's best tea out and soak it. What are you doing here? Do you know what this person is? I know I haven’t seen her, but I can recognize it at the sight of this strange eyebrow, do you want to die?"

He saw the folded sleeves and nodded without speaking.

At last he saw Guan Feibai, his brows suddenly picked up like a sword, and said, "How come you are here too?"

Chen Changsheng was worried that Chu Fei would attack Guan Feibai, leaving him in the Taoist Temple yesterday, and now Chu Sue was expelled from Wenshui City, and Guan Feibai knew that Tang Sanshi may be released, so he made a special trip to the old house Waiting like this, I didn't expect to see it for years, this guy is still as suspicious as before.

"Can't I come?" Guan Feibai's brows also picked up like swords.

Just when he thought that Tang 36 would continue tit-for-tat as before, Tang 36 smiled and said, "It's a guest from afar, I welcome the extreme."

Immediately after his words turned, he smiled, pulled the folded sleeves to his side, and said, "We will welcome you when we go up the mountain."

Guan Feibai shook his head, thinking that he was still worried about whether this guy would be shut down or not. Now it is superfluous to think about it.

...

The thick curtains fell and the hut became self-contained. All the sight and the snow on the edge of the well were screened out.

The cards on the poker table were very scattered, some stood upright, some fell down, some faced up to the sky, and some were not shown to others, vaguely the yesterday’s endgame.

Chen Changsheng and Grandpa Tang sat opposite each other, across the table.

Tang Thirty-six went to the table and looked at Chen Changsheng, said: "Are you clear?"

Chen Changsheng nodded.

Tang Thirty-six said angrily: "Then don't hurry to give way."

"Your chair, can I stop you from sitting?"

Chen Changsheng got up helplessly and sat in the chair next to it.

Tang Thirty-six sat in his original position.

It is the position opposite to Mrs. Tang.

This position certainly makes sense.

When he entered the house, he had to drive away Chen Changsheng and sit in this position, of course, with deep meaning.

"Now it's our turn to talk."

Tang Thirty-six looked at Mrs. Tang and said.