"Dad, do you also want to learn Haoran Boxing?" Su Ling'er blinked her big eyes and looked at her father and asked.
"No." Su Zhenfeng shook his head, looked at his daughter seriously and asked, "What is your master's name? Is he really a powerful master?"
Hearing this, Su Ling'er shook her head and said, "Master, please don't let me reveal his information to others at will."
Su Zhenfeng's face darkened and he was so angry: "Can't you even tell your father?"
"No." Su Ling'er nodded affirmatively.
Su Zhenfeng: "..."
"Just tell me your master's surname. That can be settled." Su Zhenfeng said.
Su Ling'er heard this, thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, let me tell you, my master's surname is Xu!"
When Su Zhenfeng heard this, he quickly searched in his mind and found that among the masters he knew, the surname was Xu.
But after a while, he was shocked to find that he didn't even know that there was a master-level expert named Xu in Yuncheng.
"Dad, if there is nothing else, I'll leave first." After Su Ling'er finished speaking, she turned and left without waiting for Su Zhenfeng, who was still in a daze, to agree, as if she was afraid that her father would ask more questions.
"Damn girl!"
After Su Zhenfeng reacted, Su Ling'er had already disappeared.
It seems that I have to go back and ask the old man about this matter, he will definitely know.
…
"Brother, I'm back."
As soon as Xu Qingluan entered the room, he started shouting.
She searched around the house, but did not find her brother Xu Qingyun.
Finally, she found Xu Qingyun in the small vegetable garden at the back, and Li Xuanyuan was also there.
"Back." Xu Qingyun smiled softly at Xu Qingluan.
"Well, I'm back. The school has arranged a two-day holiday for Qingming Festival." Xu Qingluan said.
Xu Qingluan studies in Yunhe No. 1 Middle School, which is more than ten kilometers away from home, not too far or too close. She usually lives on campus and usually only comes back on weekends or holidays.
"Brother, what are you doing? Planting vegetables?" Xu Qingluan looked at Xu Qingyun curiously and asked.
She noticed that her brother was holding some green plants in his hand, which looked a bit like vegetables, but they didn't seem to be.
"These are medicinal materials, not vegetables." Xu Qingyun said.
"Brother, what are you doing growing these medicines?" Xu Qingluan was still confused.
"I have my own magic." Xu Qingyun said with a smile.
Xu Qingyun specially went to the medicinal material market to select these medicinal materials today. Li Xuanyuan helped with the planting. They are almost planted.
"Brother, I'm here to help too." Although Xu Qingluan didn't know why his brother wanted to grow medicinal materials, he still rolled up his sleeves and planned to help.
"Sister, you have just come back. You must be tired. Go and rest. Just have my help here." Li Xuanyuan looked at Xu Qingluan and said.
"It's okay, I'm not tired. I usually help take care of the vegetables in the garden, and I'm also good at growing green plants." Xu Qingluan said with a smile.
"Sister, you are really capable, but as long as I help here, you should go and rest." Li Xuanyuan also said with a gentle smile.
Xu Qingluan said with a smile: "You are not bad, you have a strong learning ability. You only broke a few bowls before you learned how to wash them..."
Xu Qingyun stopped what he was doing, looked at Li Xuanyuan, and then at Xu Qingluan.
Do these two people have conflicting zodiac signs? How come they are so tit-for-tat when they meet?
Ten minutes later, with the help of Li Xuanyuan and Xu Qingluan, Xu Qingyun finished planting all the medicinal materials.
"Brother, what is in your little bottle? Why do you put a drop on these medicinal materials?" Xu Qingluan asked curiously, staring at the white jade-colored porcelain bottle in Xu Qingyun's hand.
"This is Lingquan." Xu Qingyun replied.
"What is Lingquan?" Xu Qingluan was still confused.
"You can think of it as a nutrient solution for plants. With it, plants can grow faster and won't get sick," Xu Qingyun said.
"I understand." Xu Qingluan nodded.
The sun is setting in the west and it is already dusk.
"What do you want to eat tonight?" Xu Qingyun looked at her sister and asked.
"I want to eat braised pork." Xu Qingluan said.
…
After dinner, Li Xuanyan actively went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Xu Qingyun's family was left at the dining table.
Chen Manxiang glanced at her son and hesitated to speak.
Xu Qingluan sat aside and remained silent.
"Mom, I know what you want to say." Xu Qingyun said, a touch of sadness flashed deep in his eyes, "The day after tomorrow is my dad's death anniversary. I haven't forgotten it. We will go to worship dad together the day after tomorrow."
"Okay." Chen Manxiang nodded slightly, her eyes slightly moist.
In fact, she had wanted to talk to Xu Qingyun about this matter for a long time, but she never knew how to say it.
She knew that her son had never let go of her husband's death and had always been brooding over it. A few years ago, she almost lost his life because of it.
Until now, Chen Manxiang doesn't know if her son has let go.
She was worried that if she mentioned this, her son would do something stupid again.
"Mom, don't worry, I am no longer the same person I was three years ago. I have grown up and I know how to do many things." Xu Qingyun said with a smile.
"Okay, Mom knows." A relieved smile appeared on Chen Manxiang's face.
"Everything will pass, everything will get better..."
Xu Qingyun gently hugged his mother.
Xu Qingluan on the side also hugged her brother from behind, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.
…
Yuncheng, inside a villa.
Zhao Youfu was sitting in the study room with dim lights.
The ashtray on the table was filled with cigarette butts, and the whole room was filled with the pungent smell of smoke.
Zhao Youfu's face was haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot. Compared with a few days ago, he looked much older.
"Su family, Su family, Su family..."
Zhao Youfu kept muttering in a low voice.
In the past few days, his business has been greatly affected and has reached the edge of semi-bankruptcy. This morning, the tax bureau came to inform him that the company had evaded taxes and would be punished soon.
Zhao Youfu knew how serious his company's tax problems were. With professional help, he felt that everything was safe. But now it seems that he thought things were too simple.
Once the formal documents are issued, Zhao Youfu's company can declare bankruptcy.
His son is still in the hospital, and the strange disease he has is still not cured. The entire Yuncheng hospital is helpless.
Zhao Youfu's wife died young. He always felt that he owed his son a lot, so he loved him in every possible way.
If possible, Zhao Youfu would rather be the one suffering from that strange disease.
But there are so many ifs.
Zhao Youfu still couldn't figure out why it was the Su family who was dealing with him?
He has no business dealings with the Su family, and there is almost no competition between the two, let alone deep hatred.
Zhao Youfu found someone to show weakness to the Su family again, but the other party still refused to let him go. The situation was that they would fight to the death with him.
Zhao Youfu wanted to do something, but he found that he couldn't do anything.
Because he doesn't even know why the enemy wants to deal with him, so where should he start?
Perhaps, there is really no choice but to wait for death.
Zhao Youfu's cell phone on the table suddenly rang. It was his new cell phone.
He glanced at the caller ID above and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, with no name or any other information.
Zhao Youfu didn't answer. He didn't want to answer and was not in the mood to answer.
The cell phone ringing soon stopped.
Then a text message alert sounded.
Zhao Youfu still glanced at him, but at this glance, the expression on his face suddenly changed, and he stood up awkwardly.
[Zhao Youfu, do you want to know why the Su family is dealing with you? Do you want to know what strange disease your son has? Tomorrow night early in the morning, take your son to Yunhe Road, and I will tell you all the answers. 】
After Zhao Youfu read the text message, he picked up his phone and called back, but he couldn't get through.
After trying countless times, Zhao Youfu finally gave up.
He sat on the chair in the study for a long time with his cell phone in hand. The dim light shone on his face, and you could see his complicated expression.
I don't know how long it took before he picked up the phone again and dialed another number.
The call was quickly connected, and a slightly hoarse voice came from the phone: "Hello!"
Zhao Youfu said in a low voice: "Brother Gui, I have something to trouble you with..."