If the father doesn't know them, why should he use this envelope to send a letter?

The only explanation for this is that my father trusted the person who prepared the envelope in advance.

The only people who can make my father trust so much are the great-grandfather and grandfather.

From this point of view, Xie Liuyun once again confirmed his judgment that the envelope must be related to the great-grandfather and grandpa.

Xie Liuyun continued his analysis. He picked up the letter and looked at what his father left to him on it.

From the lines, we can see that my father had already had a premonition that he would be in danger, so he asked him to send a letter.

Xie Liuyun did not understand the deep meaning of the two lines of the letter, but he understood the literal meaning alone.

But what he was sure of was that at this special time, the letter he sent must have informed the other party that he had encountered something.

No one will tell irrelevant strangers about their own affairs. This is human nature.

When something happens, I tell you specifically. What does it mean if I don’t want to ask for help?

Regarding this, Xie Liuyun believes that his judgment will not be wrong.

Since this is the case, Xie Liuyun was very puzzled. His father had a premonition that something might happen to him. Why didn’t he send this letter of obviously a request for help early?

If you are alone and have no power, you cannot avoid the coming disasters. So isn’t it a good choice to seek help from the outside world in time to resolve the crisis?

What also puzzled Xie Liuyun was why his father didn’t tell him the details directly?

Even if you can't help, you will be better off knowing nothing like this.

Xie Liuyun felt powerless about his father's disappearance and didn't know where to start.

My father hopes that he can take the initiative to discover what he left behind, but if he has not discovered it, wouldn’t he be in vain?

A father insisted on doing something with such a slim hope, which shows that what he encountered must be extremely dangerous, otherwise he would not be so cautious.

Now, my father asked me who didn't know anything to complete the letter, which made Xie Liuyun feel helpless and also felt very helpless.

I couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped thinking about it. Xie Liuyun looked at the three words "Xie Chunyu" on the envelope and thought.

What is the purpose of writing this name on the signature of the letter?

Is this the old man intentional or is he abiding by the agreement with whom?

Can the agreement a hundred years ago still work?

A series of questions circling in Xie Liuyun's heart, making him feel as if he was suppressed by something weighing hundreds of pounds, and he was breathless.

Faced with this strange letter, he left a message for no reason, and his father's disappearance made Xie Liuyun sit down on the chair decadently, feeling that he has no strength at all.

It took me a lot of time before Xie Liuyun gradually recovered from his anger.

He forced himself to cheer up, and then picked up the letter paper and paper from the table and looked at it.

Xie Liuyun couldn't remember the source of these poems, but he just felt that his father would not write them for no reason, and there must be mystery in it.

However, I haven't understood the profound meaning contained in this poem for a while.

In order to avoid forgetting, he found paper and pen from the desk and recorded all the contents of the letter and the letter paper.

Then, he folded the written paper into long strips, and put it in his coat pocket.

After doing this, Xie Liuyun sat at the desk, looked at the whole room, and fell into a deep thought.

A week ago, Xie Liuyun, who had just returned from a bridge construction site, had a rare day off.

My father was very happy to see that his son, who had not returned home for nearly half a month, came back.

In order to improve the food for his son, he also went to the vegetable market to buy a two-pound carp and made Xie Liuyun's favorite braised carp.

The aroma of that meal seems to be still in the home.

Xie Liuyun couldn't help but shrugged his nose. I wondered if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that he could still vaguely smell the fragrance of the dish.

Thinking of this, Xie Liuyun felt a deep sting in his heart.

In order to relieve his depression, he took a deep breath.

After his mood stabilized slightly, he put away the things in the wooden box, then took the wooden box, turned off the desk lamp and chandeliers in the room, returned to his room, lay on the bed with his clothes, staring at the roof in a daze.

His father Xie Tingsong worked as a mathematics teacher in the only middle school in the county. He taught rigorously, treated students strictly and kindly, and his character was deeply loved by students.

Who will such a person who is indifferent to the world in work and life provoke?

Or, what kind of hidden information will be unknown?

Xie Liuyun thought about it and really had no clue.

However, since his father disappeared, the discovery tonight has finally made some progress, which made Xie Liuyun feel somewhat relieved.

After he felt a little better, he felt a little hungry and screamed in a burst of "gurgling".

He had to go to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat.

He lifted the lid of the pot on the stove and found that there were some leftover noodles in the pot that he had eaten in the morning, so he took out a porcelain bowl from the cupboard, put all the noodles into the bowl with chopsticks, and then picked up the pot and poured the soup on the noodles.

Just as he was about to leave the kitchen, he turned back and picked some meat sauce from the clay pot on the cupboard and put it in the bowl. Then he walked to the restaurant with the bowl, sat at the dining table, and lowered his head to eat noodles.

Although he ate cold soup and cold noodles, he was really hungry. After a while, a large bowl of noodles, including soup and noodles, he finished it.

After filling his stomach, Xie Liuyun took the dishes and chopsticks to the sink in the kitchen, turned on the faucet and washed it.

The cold water stimulated his hands, making him feel the chill all over his body.

Now, it is just early autumn, and the weather is not very cold. At most, it makes people feel a little cold in the morning and evening.

Xie Liuyun, who has always been strong, has never feared the cold and heat since childhood. He is so strong that he doesn’t believe that he is a specialist in design and planning engineer.

Anyone who has seen him bare-handedly said that he is definitely a martial arts practitioner. In ancient times, he must have been a chivalrous and righteous knight, not a gentle and gentle person.

Every time she hears such an evaluation, Xie Liuyun will laugh, thinking that it is just a nonsense joke.

Who knows that his ancestors have been practicing martial arts for dozens of generations, and they are not ordinary people.

His good body is inherited from his family and is born with him.

As a martial arts family, his great-grandfather Xie Yifeng has a strong martial arts skills and is well-known in Kaifeng.

His grandfather Xie Shiyuan is not weak in martial arts, especially for his amazing arm strength.

But for some reason, after Xie Yifeng decided to move his family to Hangzhou and finally settled in Tonglu, he deliberately concealed his martial arts situation.

At that time, Xie Tingsong was still a baby in a cradle, so he didn't know these things.

During the growth of Xie Tingsong, he had never received any training in martial arts. Xie Yifeng and Xie Shiyuan firmly stopped the martial arts inheritance of their families.

After growing up, Xie Tingsong was admitted to a normal school and became a middle school teacher after graduation.

From outsiders, their family is an ordinary family of intellectuals.

Xie Tingsong is a pure scholar. His daily exercise is to do aerobics, take a walk, and he can't do martial arts at all.

Like his father, Xie Liuyun only has a good body, but he does not have any martial arts skills.
Chapter completed!