"Chang Sheng, what do you mean by this? Xiao, how come Xiao Liu is here?" Boss Su asked in a trembling voice with his head buzzing.
Full of expectation, Chang Sheng was wrong and his brother was not in the wooden box at all.
Changsheng burst into tears. He raised his head and glanced at Mr. Su, choking and saying: "Young Master, Changsheng deserves to be damned. He failed to bring back the Sixth Young Master's body intact. He only brought the Sixth Young Master's ashes."
After saying that, he picked up the wooden box with both hands and brought it to Boss Su.
Boss Su's hands were shaking as he took the wooden box tremblingly...
It was obviously a light wooden box, but in Mr. Su's hands, it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making him almost unable to hold it.
Su Laoer grabbed Changsheng's collar and asked loudly in shock, anger and disbelief: "Changsheng, what's going on?!"
"Uuuu...Sixth Young Master...died on the battlefield..."
Su Laoer, "..."
As soon as he loosened his grip, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away.
How can it be?
How could that brat who clamored to be a general and rushed to fight with him every day, die in battle?
His younger brother was like a skinny monkey when he was a child. When he got older, he had endless energy all day long. He couldn't die!
Absolutely impossible!
Su Lao San and Su Lao Si, one on the left and one on the right, started working together and directly mentioned longevity.
"How is it possible? Xiao Liu's kung fu is so high, it's impossible to die!" Su Laosan shouted with splitting eyes.
Su Laosi's eyes widened and he shouted: "Xiao Liu is running so fast, and there are so many life-saving pills and ointments on him. Even if he can't be beaten, he can definitely protect himself!"
Su Laowu also lost his gentlemanly demeanor and stared at Changsheng and asked a series of questions: "Changsheng, are you mistaken? Is Xiaoliu just seriously injured? Or is he injured too seriously and is disabled? Blind?"
Broken leg? Just like the third brother at the beginning, because his leg was lame, he felt inferior and avoided his family, preferring to let his family treat him as dead..."
I have to say that people who write good articles sometimes have big brains.
Su Laowu actually mentioned Su Laosan directly as an example.
However, at this time, no one cared about this.
Even, I hope what Su Laowu said is true!
Even if you are lame or blind, as long as you still live, that's fine!
Changsheng cried even harder after hearing what the brothers of the Su family said.
"Wuwu... The sixth young master has a chivalrous heart. The life-saving pills, plasters and powders that the miss gave him have long been distributed to the brothers in the military camp... Wuwu... Every time the sixth young master fights, he always rushes to the end.
Ahead, this time the enemy planted gunpowder in advance, and the Sixth Young Master was, was bombed..."
Chang Sheng burst into tears.
His sixth young master was bombed beyond recognition!
Even these ashes were collected with great difficulty by him afterwards.
If it weren't for the Sixth Young Master's iron gun, he wouldn't have been able to find the Sixth Young Master's body.
The iron gun was also burned black by the flames of the explosion.
The red tassel on the head of the gun was also burned off.
If not, he would have carried back the body of the Sixth Young Master no matter what, instead of just bringing back some ashes and a bare iron gun.
Changsheng cried loudly and picked up the iron gun beside him.
"This is the Sixth Young Master's spear... It's all the slave's fault. It's the slave who deserves to die. He failed to protect the Sixth Young Master..."
Chang Sheng blamed himself and almost wanted to hit the wall.
He hated himself for having diarrhea that day and why he didn't go to the battlefield with the Sixth Master to protect him that day.
Even if he died together with the Sixth Young Master, he would still be willing to do so.
The original disbelief in Su Lao San and Su Lao Si's hearts, as well as the remaining hope in their hearts, all turned into deep heartache when they saw the iron gun raised by Chang Sheng.
Even though the iron gun had no spikes and was completely black, they could still recognize it as the sixth brother's precious weapon.
The sixth brother said all day long that the gun is there and the man is there.
If the sixth brother were still alive, he would definitely not throw away this iron gun!
Su Laosan and Su Laosi looked at the iron gun and let go of Changsheng as if their strength had been drained away.
Su Laowu's mind was also closed.
The brothers turned their heads blankly and looked at the wooden box in Boss Su's hand.
In this wooden box is their younger brother who is active all day long and seems to have endless energy...
The tears of the brothers fell together.
Mr. Su held the wooden box with trembling hands and looked back at Mr. Su and Mrs. Su.
"Dad! Mom..."
Boss Su knelt down with a "pop" sound, his tears falling to the ground.
Old Man Su swayed and took the wooden box with trembling hands.
"Xiao, Xiaoliu..."
Old man Su looked at the wooden box in his hand and burst into tears.
Old Mrs. Su closed her eyes, stretched out her hand and touched the wooden box, tears streaming down her face, and she broke down in sobs.
"Uuuu...Uncle Sixth..."
"Uncle Six...wuwu..."
Da Pan and Er Pan started crying at the same time.
When the two eldest brothers started crying, the younger ones started crying too.
Although the youngest children, Xiao Eleven and Xiao Twelve, had no memory of their uncle, they were so frightened that they cried when they saw their grandparents, parents, uncles, aunts and brothers all crying.
Some women in the village also had red eyes and shed tears.
Seeing this, the men also had red eyes.
Suddenly, the courtyard that was originally full of laughter was filled with cries.
The sugar baby didn’t cry.
She didn't know why, but she didn't want to cry.
Xuanyuan Jin walked to Tangbao and touched her head.
"If you want to cry, just cry." Xuanyuan Jin comforted her in a low voice.
He was worried that if the little girl held it back, it would be bad.
Tangbao turned his head and looked at Xuanyuan Jin.
"Brother, I don't want to cry."
There seemed to be a trace of confusion in Tangbao's eyes.
Xuanyuan Jin felt a pain in his heart.
Could it be that the little girl is too sad?
Xuanyuan Jin knew that because of their age, Tangbao and Su Xiaoliu had a particularly good relationship.
After all, when Sugar Baby was born, Boss Su and several other brothers were already married.
Su Laowu didn't get married, but he was often away from home.
Only Su Xiaoliu often runs around with her sugar baby.
"It's okay. If you don't want to cry, don't cry. Whenever you want to cry, cry again." Xuanyuan Jin said worriedly and distressedly: "As long as my brother is here, he will always be with you..."
Sugar baby, "...Oh."
Then, I touched my heart and my heartbeat was steady.
I looked up at the sky, it was sunny.
Does she cry?
I was feeling flustered yesterday, but why is my heartbeat calmer today?
Magistrate Xia's eyes were red, he patted Old Man Su's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Brother Su, my condolences."
He was still thinking about when to speak?
No need now.
Mrs. Xia also wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and advised Mrs. Su with choked sobs, "Sister-in-law, you should also pay attention to your own health..."
"Sister Fuya...wuwu..." Xia Siya hugged the little sugar baby and burst into tears.
Because Xia Siya often lived at Su's house and got along well with Su Xiaoliu's temperament, she always treated Su Xiaoliu as her own brother.
Sugar baby, "..."
Everyone in the yard is crying, why don’t I want to cry?