"nerve."

This sentence finally made Fang Yu laugh.

...

Compared to his daughter, Tang Sheng actually knows his "son" better.

Yes, in all aspects, he and his wife have long regarded this son of the best friend as his own child and regard him as his own child. Even compared to Tang Xin, their requirements for Fang Ling are even stricter.

For this reason, when the two saw Fang Yu's expression, they couldn't help but stop and glanced at each other. At that moment, the living room was a little quiet for a moment, and neither brother nor sister spoke.

When the military investigated the matter of Xiaolu, Tang Sheng and Zhang Rou naturally knew that smuggling through the Star Sect was not a trivial matter, and it was also a necessary process. And both of them knew how long the secrets they had hidden in the past ten years could be hidden in front of the military.

Zhang Rou's face was slightly pale. As a strong woman, Fang Ru rarely saw such a look on her aunt's face. "Little Rooster," she couldn't help but shout in a low voice, stretched out her hand to hold Fang Ruoster's hand, hesitated in the air for a moment, but she still held it firmly.

Fang Yu did not resist and let the other party hold it. His aunt's hand was still so slender and warm.

Tang Xin looked at her parents and then at her cousin. She was not a fool, so she naturally understood that something might have happened that she didn't know. However, Tang Sheng looked at her daughter and said, "Tangtang, go out for a while, we have something to tell your brother."

Tang Xin curled her lips and said angrily: "Dad, I am still not a member of this family."

"This is your brother's business."

"You know that's my brother."

"Tang Xin——"

Seeing that his father was angry, Tang Xin did not dare to disobey, muttered, and slammed the door and slammed out with dissatisfaction.

Fang Rong was a little embarrassed and couldn't help saying, "Uncle, aunt, you don't need to let Tangtang leave. She is right. We are all a family anyway..."

Tang Sheng and his wife looked at each other again. Zhang Rou couldn't help but suddenly turned red. She gently pressed the back of his hand and said in tears: "Little Plum, good boy, you are right. We are a family no matter what. No matter what, our uncle and aunt will stand by your side."

Fang Rong couldn't help feeling moved for a moment when she saw his aunt crying. How could it be if it weren't for the sincere feelings? He couldn't help but feel moved and said in a panic: "Aunt, don't you cry, am I still here well?"

"Little Plum," Tang Sheng spoke at this time. Compared to his wife, he was just a little silent. "I asked Tang Xin to leave not because I wanted to talk about your parents' affairs. I guess you should have known about your parents' experience of selecting the convener and the relationship between our family and you."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Fang Yu nodded, and turned around and wiped the tears from the corners of his aunt's eyes with the back of his hand. Zhang Rou's eyes were dim, and she grabbed his child's hand like she was holding a treasure. It seemed that once she let go, he would disappear.

"They didn't lie to you. I am indeed not your uncle, but my best friend with your father," Tang Sheng replied. "But the reason we tell you this is that on the one hand, I hope you can accept us more easily as your relatives, and I am not intentionally lie to you."

"I understand, uncle, but I don't care about this either," Fang Yu shook his head, "In my opinion, you are my relatives, and Tangtang is my sister."

"Good boy," Tang Sheng also said: "But the reason why we declare to the outside world is to protect you."

"Protect?"

Tang Sheng nodded and continued to answer: "Do you know, why your aunt and I are so opposed to you becoming the callers and coming to this world?"

Fang Rong asked back: "Uncle, have you really had the experience of a convener?"

Tang Sheng nodded again. It was not surprising that the military could find this. Although he changed his name, he could not change the file. "I did have the experience of a convener, and I also took an adventure in Aitalia with your father. You may not know that the paths you have walked today were also the places we have walked."

When talking about this, Tang Sheng couldn't help but smile on his usual serious face, as if he was recalling the adventure time in the past.

Who would not recall the past? Only as a real caller can you understand what that means. It is another life, a true memory, every story encountered on the road, full of legends and desirable adventures.

Fang Yu couldn't help but open his mouth, as if at that moment his yearning for this world had a deeper meaning. Yes, that was once the land his father, mother and uncle had walked through, the vague impression in his memory, and left many little and little in this world - stories he didn't know.

As if invisible, he felt the meaning of the inheritance.

"But that's the case," he couldn't help asking, "Uncle, aunt, why do you still object to me coming here so much?"

Zhang Rou shook her head: "Little Pluto, actually that's not what I meant with your uncle, but your parents' request."

Fang Yu widened his eyes slightly: "My parents?"

Zhang Rou nodded with tears in her eyes.

Tang Sheng then spoke: "Little Pluto, you can't tell anyone what I want to say to you next, even Tangtang."

The uncle's voice became a little serious, which made Fang Rong slightly stunned, but after he was stunned for a moment, he nodded. Tang Sheng was silent for a moment before he spoke: "Do you still remember the specific process of our adoption?"

Fang Rong frowned and thought for a while. Of course he still remembered that it was the most important experience in his life. Shortly after his parents left, he did not know about the air crash at that time, but he just lived in the home of another relative of his father - and about that relative, because it was too long, he couldn't even remember it.

Not long after that, his uncle and his family came to him and told him that his parents had gone far away and might not come back for a long time. After that, he would have to live with them for a while. At that time, he was still confused and had a long conflict to prevent him from seeing his parents. He often cried Tang Xin, who came to play with him. It was then that he gave Tangtang a crying nickname.

But later, his parents' impression became more and more blurred, as if they were getting farther and farther away from him. The uncle's family gave him the affection and warmth that his parents could not give him. He gradually forgot about his parents, and even blamed them for not coming back to see him?

It was not until a long time later that he realized that his parents were not going to come back, but they would never come back.

But at that time he had learned not to cry easily and how to become a man.

He nodded slightly.

Tang Sheng said, "But you may not know that shortly after your parents boarded the plane, we had already set off from Hangzhou to your hometown to find you. We arrived at the place that night, and we only got the news at 10 o'clock the next morning that the flight you were on was on the Kyrgyzstan border."

He paused, "The reason we set off so early was because your parents had already entrusted you to us before boarding the plane. Later I realized that they might have had a premonition that they would be in danger at that time."

This sentence fell on Fang Yu like a bolt of lightning, making him stand in place like a wooden plastic.

"Little Plum," Tang Sheng continued: "This is also the last request of your parents to us. In addition to entrusting you to us, they told me not to let you go on the same path in any case. They knew that I was a convener, so they probably would not object to you going to that world. It is precisely because of this request that your aunt and I have always insisted on..."

He sighed: "I didn't expect that things would go against my wishes, but since everything has happened, we can't hide it from you all the time."

"Uncle," Fang Rong couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What kind of thing did my parents and others encounter, and what was going on in that air crash?"

Tang Sheng shook his head gently: "We have been keeping this in the dark. Your parents have not told us much. I left Aita Asia for too long before your father, so I don't know what happened to them... We have been protecting you carefully over the years, just for fear that someone will come to take you away."

"... Fortunately, the things we worry about haven't happened. You have been here safely over the years until such a big thing happens."

Fang Yu was a little silent, thinking that those people might have found him, and he couldn't help but think of the ID named Rekehtopa. Suddenly, an urgent desire arose in his heart, wanting to figure out what happened back then.

At least find out what those people are trying to do about him and why they sent him to this world.

However, he did not speak because he was worried that his uncle and his family would be too worried, and this was also part of his confidentiality agreement with the military. He thought for a while and asked, "Uncle, can you tell me about my parents?"

"Of course," Tang Sheng replied, "but I don't actually know your mother. Your father hadn't met your mother before I left Aitalia. I can only tell you about the risks I took before that, but before that, I will tell you about that notes."

"That note?"

Only then did Fang Yu realize that the other party was talking about the notes in the hand of the eldest princess.

He didn't quite understand why the other party suddenly mentioned this, and couldn't help asking, "Uncle, is there anything special about that note?"

"I didn't remember this at that time, Little Pluto," Tang Sheng replied: "That note was not actually in the old house, but I put it in that place, but I didn't expect it to be seen by you. That note was actually a souvenir brought to me by your father. He said it was brought back from Aitalia and copied onto an antique, but he didn't expect that the note would become a relic he left to me-"

His tone paused slightly: "When you mentioned it, I finally remembered this matter. Think about it carefully, it is actually more appropriate to leave that thing to you as a relic of your father."

Fang Yu was stunned when he heard this.

He never expected that the notes were left by his father - they were copied on some antique. His father wouldn't have seen the Yuanhai stone slab? He couldn't help but feel absurd feeling in his heart, but he thought about it carefully. Even if he had seen the Yuanhai stone slab, he wouldn't have copied the same notes as those in the hands of the eldest princess.

Or are the two notes actually from the same older document, equivalent to a manuscript of an isolated book, so it is so consistent?
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