Gong Shuwu looked at her long eyebrows and white hair, and the flames in his eyes swayed violently uncontrollably. The old woman in front of him was wearing coarse linen clothes and an animal skin jacket. Her appearance showed traces of her past, but she did not see the pampering and grace of those years.

Wealth.

In my impression, although my mother took care of the housework and took great care of the widow of my father's old servant, her hands had a lot of calluses. But after all, she was the Gong family's mistress, so her hands were well maintained. What about now? Her hands are full of thick calluses and redness.

Frostbite, severe chapped.

Gong Shuwu bent his knees and knelt heavily on the ground.

[The son is unfilial, the son is unfilial...]

He kowtowed his head again and again.

Although he had obviously lost his flesh and blood, he still felt that his eyes were warm at this moment, as if some kind of liquid was about to burst out of his eyes. He kept repeating these four words, and the old lady hugged him and sobbed. The reunion of mother and son more than ten years later,

It's moving to watch.

It took a lot of persuasion from the others to calm down.

[Obviously it is a good thing for mother and son to reunite. On this big day, the old sister-in-law should also be happy. It is easy to hurt the eyes if she cries like this... Giri is also distressed for the child...] There is a woman who is about the same age as the old woman.

Gentle persuasion beforehand.

The old lady wiped her tears, the tip of her nose was red: [I never thought that I would still be able to see Yiri when I close my eyes in this life... I am just too happy. You are right, I shouldn't cry...]

She said this, but when she saw her son turned into a skeleton, the turbid tears still fell away. Her hands holding Gong Shuwu's wrist bones were shaking uncontrollably: "My son, my son Yili...you, you, you"

How did it become like this?】

Naturally, Gong Shuwu cannot be said to have fought with Gong Cheng.

Just vague words: [Swords have no eyes on the battlefield.]

He rubbed his mother's hand and throat.

He wanted to question "This is how Gong Cheng takes care of you", but the words came to his lips but he couldn't say it. The fact that the old mother was still alive completely exceeded his expectations. He could confidently question Gong Cheng about other things, but not in this aspect.

As a grandson, Gong Cheng is at least qualified.

As a son, I was a complete failure.

The old lady was attentive and noticed her son's movements. Her son followed their father and was emotionally restrained, and the second child was a martial arts fanatic obsessed with martial arts. He didn't like to express with words, so many emotions could only be understood from his movements:

[My mother has had a good life these years, and Yunchi has taken good care of her. It’s just that my mother can’t get over the hurdle in her heart, and she doesn’t want to inherit Beimo’s kindness.]

If Brother Tude was helping the Gong family as Wu Yuan, she would not need to bear any psychological burden. She would just regard him as a foreign friend with whom her grandson has a good relationship. If there is an opportunity in the future, every drop of water will be repaid with a spring of spring. Naihe Wu

Yuan is not Wu Yuan, he is still Brother Tude, and his nature has completely changed. The old lady has followed her husband and hated Beimo for most of her life, and she really can't get over it.

If you can handle the work yourself, do it yourself.

She didn't feel how miserable she was.

At least, the spirit is free.

When Gong Shuwu heard this, he felt sad again.

[My son is late...]

The old lady lovingly touched his bare Tianling Cap: [Speaking of nonsense, as long as you can come, it will never be too late.]

At this time, an old man asked.

【Where is that child Yunchi?】

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Gongshu Martial Arts: [Yunchi committed suicide.]

No one around made a sound.

The old lady held Gong Shuwu's hand and closed her eyes without saying a word. Her old face seemed untroubled, but Gong Shuwu knew clearly that the other party's fingers were trembling. Just when Gong Shuwu was thinking about how to comfort him, the old lady sighed: [

Did he commit suicide? No matter if he committed suicide, at least this child finally made a choice for himself. You don’t need to be too sad, the children of the Gong family have their own way out!]

【Mother, you...you know everything?】

[I am just old, not mentally ill.] The old and weak Gong family was transferred to Tuocheng. The old lady raised her eyes and saw the flag of Kang flying on the wall of Tuocheng, and she knew the answer in her heart. Beimo was defeated, and her grandson

Gong Cheng would not be able to live. Compared to being constrained by the oath of "Daigo Enlightenment" and dying due to backlash, it is obviously more honorable to commit suicide and die, retaining only a trace of dignity.

Of course, I don't mean to say that he can't help himself. At least Gong Cheng helped Brother Tude seize power and gain a foothold in the Northern Desert Royal Court out of sincerity. He simply wanted to repay Brother Tude for saving his life twice and rescue Gong.

His remaining kindness to the old and weak.

And then, he helped Bei Mo use force against his homeland...

Gong Cheng was wrong.

Suicide is the most honorable option.

Gong Shuwu looked around and saw no childish face, so he asked: "Yunchi had an orphan before his death, saying that he had a daughter at his knees and hoped that his son could take care of him. Is the child here now?"

The old lady and the others looked at each other.

【Yunchi’s child?】

【Still a daughter?】

The old lady thought about it carefully: [Are you talking about Ima Musong?]

Gong Shuwu realized that he might have been tricked by his nephew, and he wanted to hang Gong Cheng up and beat him: [Yunchi didn't say what the child's name was, he just said that the child's mother was a woman from the Northern Desert, and his son——]

He really took it seriously.

Not only did he take it seriously, but he also spent a long time mentally building up.

Although he was very concerned about his child having a mother from a foreign race in the Northern Desert, after all, he was Gong Cheng's only descendant and the only inheritance of his eldest brother's lineage. There was no way he could deny it. He tried hard to convince himself, but it turned out that this child was actually his nephew's son.

play by youself?

Is Gong Cheng really not afraid that his ashes will be scattered?

The old lady said: [That should be her.]

Imamusong's mother is from a foreign race outside the Pass, and her father is indeed a man from within the Pass. Except that this man is not Gong Cheng, everything is correct. As for why she became Gong Cheng's daughter...

The story here is not too complicated.

Imamusong's mother was originally from a small tribe. The small tribe was close to Zhuyue Pass, and her family made a living by farming and hunting. The Xin Kingdom was destroyed, and the situation in the northwest was in chaos. From time to time, powerful warlords from all over Kunzhou would organize troops and "collect" everywhere.

"quartermaster.

Imamusong's mother was robbed at that time.

The warlord was arrogant and domineering until he kicked the iron plate.

Gong Cheng brought back the Northern Desert woman who had been living abroad.

The others are okay and can be sent back to their original tribes to settle down.

Only the pot-bellied mother of Yimamusong lost her home. The small tribe had long been annexed and cannibalized by other powerful tribes in the Northern Desert. All the original tribesmen could not be found. Gong Cheng brought the woman and Yimamusong back and sent them to

Go to Gong's residence.

The woman looked dull at first.

The more contact you have, the more willing you will be to communicate with others.

The first thing she said to Gong Cheng was——

【You killed my brother.】

Gong Cheng:【……】

[You don’t know who he is, maybe you don’t even know what he looks like. He is one of those people who charge at you with knives and are beaten to death by you.] The woman’s mood is very stable, as if she is narrating.

A matter that has nothing to do with me, [My man was also beaten to death by you. He wasn't killed all at once, but he didn't survive two or three rounds either.]

Gong Cheng:【……】

The woman said: [My son was also implicated and killed.]

The resulting storm destroyed the house.

The beam killed her son.

[My man is not a good person. He will rob women, rush into other people's homes to grab things, and kill women when he is unhappy. My brother is not a good person either. He used to be pretty good, but later he also became bad.

He had many women, and he also followed his brother-in-law to kill many people, men and women, old and young... Actually, I don't feel sorry for them when they die, but my son is still young and hasn't had time to do it yet.

Bad things. Maybe they will become bad when they grow up, but he has no chance to grow up.】

The woman was mumbling while using her hands and feet to dry the clothes for others.

【I have two sons.】

Two sons and one daughter.

One is still in the belly and I don’t know whether it is a boy or a girl.

[Are you going to snatch me from giving birth to your son?] She looked at Gong Cheng and sighed, [If I want to give birth, I have to give birth to this baby in my belly first. You have to wait, it only takes four months.]

Gong Chengcheng said: [No.]
To be continued...