Gong Shuwu looked at his white hair with his eyebrows, and the flames in his eyes were swaying violently without control. The old woman in front of her was wearing a coarse linen and an animal leather jacket. Her appearance could be vaguely seen from the past, but she could not see her pampering and graceful wealth.


    In my impression, although my mother was doing housework and took care of her father''s widow, and she had many calluses on her hands, she was Gong''s mistress and her hands were well maintained. What about now? Thick calluses and redness of frostbite, severe chapped.


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


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


    He kowtowed again and again.


    Although I had lost my flesh and blood, I still felt my eyes warm at this moment, and it seemed that some liquid was about to burst out from my sockets. He kept repeating these four words, and the old lady hugged him and whimpered. The reunion between mother and son more than ten years later was touching.


    The others stopped their emotions after a long time of persuasion.


    [It is obviously a good thing for mother and son to meet each other. On a happy day, the old sister-in-law should be happy. She is so crying that she can easily hurt her eyes... Yili is also distressed...] A woman of the same age as the old woman stepped forward and persuaded her gently.


    The old lady wiped her tears and her nose turned red: [I really didn''t expect that I could see the righteousness before closing my eyes in this life... It''s because I was so happy. You''re right, you shouldn''t cry...]


    She said this, but when she watched her son turn into a skeleton, her turbid tears still fell off as soon as she said it. Her hands holding Gong Shuwu''s wrist bone trembled uncontrollably: [My son, my son is righteous... Why did you become like this? 】


    Naturally, Gong Shuwu couldn''t say that he was fighting with Gong Cheng.


    Just a vague statement: [The sword on the battlefield has no eyes. 】


    He rubbed the thick calluses of his mother''s palm.


    I wanted to question [This kid Gong Cheng took care of you this way], but I couldn''t say it when I was talking. My old mother was still alive and completely exceeded his expectations. I can question Gong Cheng with confidence, but this aspect is not possible.


    As a grandson, Gong Cheng is at least qualified.


    As a son, I failed completely.


    The old lady was as careful as her hair and noticed her son''s actions. Her son follows their father and is introverted. The second brother is even more a martial arts fanatic who is addicted to martial arts. He doesn''t like to express himself in words, and he can only guess many emotions from his actions: [I have lived a good life for my mother over the years and Yun Chi has taken good care of her, but I can''t overcome the hurdle in my heart for my mother and don''t want to bear the kindness of Beimo. 】


    If Brother Tude helped Gong''s elders and young people as Wu Yuan, she would not need any psychological burden, but just thought that he was a foreign friend of his grandson, and if he had the chance in the future, he would repay his kindness with a drop of water. However, Wu Yuan is not Wu Yuan, but he is still Tude Ge, so his nature has completely changed. The old lady followed her husband to hate Beimo for most of her life, but she really couldn''t overcome the hurdle.


    Do the work you can handle by yourself.


    She didn''t feel that she was suffering.


    At least, the spirit is free.


    When Gong Shuwu heard this, he felt sad again.


    [It''s my son who is late...]


    The old lady touched his naked Tianling Gai with kindness: [Speak stupid words, as long as you can come, it will never be late. 】


    At this time, an old man asked.


    [Where is that child Yunchi? 】


    The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.


    Gongshu Wudao: [Yun Chi committed suicide. 】


    No one around spoke.


    The old lady held Gong Shuwu''s hand and closed her eyes without saying a word. Her old face seemed to be inconsistent, but Gong Shuwu knew that the other party''s fingers were trembling. Just as Gong Shuwu was thinking about how to comfort him, the old lady sighed: [Have you committed suicide? It’s good if you commit suicide, at least the child finally made a choice for himself. You don’t have to be too sad, the children of Gong have their own way out! 】


    [Mother, you...you know everything? 】


    [I am old but I am not my brain is bad. 】The old and weak Gong family were transferred to Tuocheng. The old lady looked up and saw the Kang Guo flag flying on the Tuocheng walls, and she had the answer in her heart. When Beimo was defeated, his grandson Gong Cheng would not be able to survive. Compared to being bound by the [revelation] vow, it is obviously more decent to die by committing suicide and leaving the only trace of dignity.


    Of course, I don’t mean to say that he has no choice but to do so. At least Gong Cheng helped Tude Ge seize power and gained a foothold in the Beimo Royal Court out of sincerity. He simply wanted to repay Tude Ge''s two life-saving graces and the kindness of saving the remaining old and weak Gong.


    Later, he helped Beimo attack his hometown...


    Gong Cheng was wrong.


    Self-devotion is the most decent choice.


    Gong Shuwu looked around and did not see the child''s face. He asked: [Yun Chi had a entrusted an orphan before his death, saying that he had a daughter under his knees and hoped that his son could take care of him. Is that child here now? 】


    The old lady looked at each other with the others.


    [Yun Chi’s child? 】


    [Or daughter? 】


    The old lady recalled carefully: [Is it talking about yamamusong? 】


    Gong Shuwu realized that he might have been fooled by his nephew, so he wanted to hang Gong Cheng over and beat him: [Yun Chi did not say what the child was called, but said that the child''s mother was a woman in Beimo, and her son—]


    He really took it seriously.


    Not only did I take it seriously, but I also did psychological construction for a long time.


    Although he minds that his child has a mother from the Beimo alien race, he is Gong Cheng''s only descendant and the only inheritance of his elder brother''s lineage. He can''t refuse to admit anything he says. He tried hard to convince himself, but it turned out that his nephew was playing tricks on himself?


    Gong Cheng is really not afraid of his ashes being thrown away?


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


    Yima Musong''s mother is a foreigner outside the pass, and her father is indeed a man in the pass. Except for this man who is not Gong Cheng, everything is up to par. As for why he became Gong Cheng’s daughter...


    The story here is not complicated either.


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


    Imamusong''s mother was robbed at that time.


    The warlords were arrogant and domineering until they kicked the iron plate.


    Gong Cheng brought back the woman in Beimo who was wandering outside.


    The others were fine, and they could be sent back to the original tribe to settle.


    Only the big belly Yimamusong mother lost her home, and the small tribe had long been annexed and eroded by other powerful tribes in the Northern Desert, and the original tribe could not be found. Gong Cheng brought the woman and Yimamusong back and sent it to Gong''s residence.


    The woman''s expression was dull at first.


    After having too much contact, I am willing 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, or maybe you don’t even know what he looks like. It’s one of the people who charge towards you with a knife and beaten to death by you. 】The woman''s emotions are very stable, as if she is telling something that has nothing to do with herself. [My man was beaten to death by you, and he was not killed at once, but he did not last for two or three rounds. 】


    Gong Cheng: […]


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


    The air wave caused by the rush of the house.


    Fang Liang smashed her son to death.


    [My man is not a good person. He will rob women, rush into other people''s houses to grab things, and kill women if he is unhappy. My younger brother is not a good person either. He was actually pretty good before, but he became bad later. He had many women, and he also killed many people with his brother-in-law, including men and women, old and young... They died, but I don''t feel sorry for me, but my son is still young and has not had time to do bad things. Maybe he will become bad when he grows up, but he doesn''t have the chance to grow up. 】???????The woman is neatly helping people dry and chatting.


    [I have two sons. 】


    Two sons and one daughter.


    One of them is still in his stomach and doesn’t know whether it is a man or a woman.


    [You want to rob me to give birth to a son for you? 】She looked at Gong Cheng and sighed, [If I want to give birth, I have to give birth to this one in my belly first. You have to wait for a while, it will be fine for four months. 】


    Gong Cheng said embarrassedly: [No. 】


    The woman asked: [No? 】


    She didn''t seem to understand Gong Cheng''s thoughts very much.


    [Isn’t it just to rob a pregnant woman to go back? This is true for men in Beimo, and so is men outside Beimo. My mother was also robbed back to give birth to a child. 】


    Her mother is a woman in the inner palace who was stolen.


    She is a foreigner woman outside the pass.


    The key is not within or outside the customs, the key is that you can be robbed. Everyone has usefulness to steal young men to work hard work, elderly people to work labor service, and young women to have children.


    The woman hangs all the washed clothes, picks up the wooden basin and puts it on her waist, looking at Gong Cheng with inexplicable eyes: [You don’t need me to give birth to a baby for you, are you trying to wait for my daughter? 】


    Gong Cheng''s mouth twitched and looked at Yimamusong, who was able to walk steadily just now, tied by the woman with a thick hemp rope, and shook her head.


    [Will you want to take revenge? 】


    Gong Cheng couldn''t feel the hatred on a woman.


    He did kill the other party’s son, brother and man.


    The woman''s answer was very honest.


    [If you want to take revenge, I will die, and my daughter will die too. 】


    So you can conclude that you don’t take revenge.


    The same thing happened to her mother.


    These are the norm.


    [If you want to live, men should be dogs and women should be prostitutes. 】


    Gong Cheng was shocked by her deformed thoughts.


    His lips moved several times, and he couldn''t speak a word.


    Imamusong, who was sitting on the ground holding the grass to stuff it into his mouth, opened his big blue eyes and looked at the two "giants".


    She didn''t understand how exciting the conversation between the two adults was.


    Two months later, the woman passed away in difficulty.


    She gave birth to a dying baby boy.


    Gong Cheng happened to come here to send some essential supplies for daily necessities.


    He could not save the woman even with his wits.


    Woman: [Son or daughter? 】


    Gong Cheng said: [It''s my son. 】


    The woman knew that her deadline was approaching and her eyes were red.


    Gong Cheng: [You can tell me any last words you have. 】


    A woman thought about it for a long time but didn''t know what she had unfulfilled wishes. She had nothing but the children born in her belly.


    Just when Gong Cheng thought she was gone.


    A faint sound came from the woman''s mouth.


    [I don’t want my son to be a dog. 】


    [I don’t want my daughter to be a prostitute either. 】


    [If possible, I want them to be individuals. 】


    Not long after the woman passed away, the weak and newly born baby disappeared. Gong Cheng held the child and sought medical treatment. He kept it warm all night but did not stop the bullhead and horse face from taking him away. Gong''s residence is very simple, and the only decent doctor just understands pharmacology, which is better than most of the Beimo tribes. The medical conditions in other places are hard to describe. Those who take bloodletting to cure diseases, those who take **** to cure diseases, and those who open their foreheads to cure diseases, are just those who take medicine without serious treatment.


    He buried the mother and son together.


    After thinking for a long time, I adopted Imamusong.


    [Does the tragedy of the weak come from race? 】


    Gong Cheng looked at his palms, which were very clean, but he seemed to see blood stains that were not washed clean.


    [Or it comes from the strong? 】


    The old lady sighed and looked at her grandson who had been confused for many years.


    Others have had similar problems.


    She said: [This is not something that can be considered at the moment. 】


    If Gong Cheng said this to other Gong clan members, especially the fallen ancestors of the Gong clan, he would definitely be beaten away.


    Gong Cheng became more and more confused.


    The old woman said: [In your opinion, people are divided into strong and weak, and there is no gender between the elderly and the weak and the enemy. But, Yunchi, the difference between people is not only strong or weak, but also country, race, gender, family background, wealth and poor... As long as people still live among the crowd, they will inevitably be distinguished by these...]


    Other tribe members have some opinions.


    But he still acquiesced to Yimamusong for adoption.


    After all, I was raised by myself, and I have developed feelings for you over time, not to mention that Imamusong is indeed pleasing.


    Gong Shuwu saw Gong Cheng’s admitted daughter for the first time.


    I felt complicated, but I sighed and accepted it.


    [Children, in the future, be a dignified person. 】


    _(:з」∠)_


    There is sunny, and my throat is still hurt, but my sense of smell is not good.


    How did I find that I ran away from home with my sense of smell? I sprayed a new perfume today and found that this one with strong fragrance was very light. I could only smell some scent of alcohol that was swelling. It felt wrong. I sprayed it a few more times. My mother said that I was pickled with perfume and still sprayed it... So I changed to other ones and found that I could only smell the swelling alcohol that was swelling...