The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

After dinner, Lu Bu brought food and went to Lu Zhuan's room.

He hoped that the first time his son woke up, he could personally feed him a warm meal.

However, from the time he entered the room until the food was completely cold, Lu Bu couldn't wait for his son to open his eyes, even if he moved his fingers.

"Zhuan'er, you must have nothing to do!"

Lu Bu held his son's little hand in his thick palm, and spoke in a low voice but sincerely.

There was no one in the room, so the one who answered Lu Bu was naturally dead silent.

Looking at the eldest son on the bed, Lu Bu sat on the side of the bed, very annoyed in his heart, he seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be talking to his son on the sick bed.

"Zhuan'er, since I was a child, my dad has never talked to you. That's because I always feel that it's been a long time, and you are still young. Later, you grew up and became sensible. Many things have already changed. You don't need to be reminded by your father, you can do your best."

"Father sees all of these."

"Later, you entered Taixue. At first, I objected to your going to Taixue to study. You don't know, those gangsters in Taixue are old and ruthless. I have dealt with them, like stones in a latrine. It's smelly and hard. Before, they often called your father I was a rough man with mud legs. Fortunately, your father and I are open-minded and don't care about them like them. If we want to change Dong Zhuo back then, they would have washed them with blood... ..."

Speaking of this, Lu Bu suppressed the hostility in his heart, with a rather gratified expression on his face, and then said: "Fortunately, you are doing my father a favor. Now when those old men talk about you, which one is full of praise? , Even Old Freak Zhao, who said before that he would rather die than come, came to my house in the same way, saying that he wanted to take you as an apprentice."

"I was so happy as a father at that time."

"You have heard too many compliments, so I am stingy with your compliments and want to maintain the image of a strict father. I am afraid that you will be proud and complacent. But you are always so good..."

"I've even made an agreement with my husband that if I fail to come back one day, you will take up the burden of the Lu family."

"But why do you..."

Lu Bu closed his moist eyes, and even his tone became a little choked up: "I don't want a white-haired man to send a black-haired man for my father. Just after my grandfather left, your mother was haggard for a long time. I can't stand any blows anymore, wake up quickly, Zhuan'er!"

However, no matter how Lu Bu called, he was always the only voice in the room.

The night is getting darker.

Looking at the dark sky outside, Lu Bu seemed to have thought of something.

Afterwards, he walked to the door, opened his clothes and knelt down, kowtowed heavily to the sky, and made a wish with heaven: "God, Lu Bu has never asked you for anything in this life, and now I beg you so much, I hope you can bless my son safe." Wake up. If my son can survive this calamity, Lu Bu is willing to lose ten years of his life!"

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Yan family ancestral hall.

The flames in the ancestral hall flickered, pulling the shadows on the ground to sway to the left.

Lu Xiao knelt on the ground. Although he knelt here honestly, it didn't mean he had admitted his mistake.

He was unwilling and felt that his father was too partial to his elder brother.

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The stomach that hadn't eaten dinner protested hunger, Lu Xiao stroked it twice with his hand, and whispered: I'm so hungry.

Lu Xiao eats a lot, he can eat three or four bowls of white rice in one meal, one reason is that he is in the stage of growing his body, and the other reason is that he has been practicing martial arts all day long, which consumes too much energy.

If you don't eat more food, how can you make up for it?

Therefore, Lu Xiao's body was very strong, like a young bull, even if he suffered two heavy blows from his father, he could still go to the ancestral hall and kneel down alone.

At this time, a delicate figure sneaked into the ancestral hall after looking around.

"Brother, I brought you something to eat!"

Little Bell lowered her voice, acting cautiously like a thief, for fear of being discovered.

Open the niche cage, the delicious food inside is steaming white and full of aroma.

Lu Xiao unconsciously swallowed the saliva in his throat, but he didn't gobble it up immediately, he asked hesitantly: "Sister, didn't daddy let you come and see me?"

"Daddy is with Qingtong right now, so he doesn't have time to take care of you."

Little Bell took out the food, took the chopsticks and handed it to Lu Xiao: "Eat quickly, if someone finds out, I will be punished accordingly."

"Sister, you are the best for me!"

Lu Xiao grinned and laughed silly.

A gust of wind blew away all the food in the cage, and Lu Xiao burped in satisfaction.

"Brother, you kneel here first, and when Qingtong wakes up and Daddy's anger subsides, I'll go and intercede for you." Little Bell said to her younger brother while packing up the bowls and chopsticks.

Lu Xiao shook his head, "Sister, don't waste your efforts. I hurt Qingtong like that, daddy won't forgive me."

There was a little frustration in his tone.

"Don't say your father won't forgive you, and neither will I!"

At this time, a stern woman's voice sounded from the door of the ancestral hall.

"Mother, why are you here?" Little Bell quickly trotted over, holding Mother's arm.

Yan Wei sat down on the right side of the ancestral hall, and she asked Lu Xiao to come over.

"Tell me, why did you do this to your brother?"

Yan Wei had a straight face, with a bit of anger in her beautiful eyes.

When she saw Lu Zhuan who was carried back to the mansion and lay dying on the sickbed, Yan Wei felt cramped in her heart and almost fainted on the spot.

The son is the heart and soul that fell from the mother's ten month pregnancy.Now that her son has been beaten like this, one can imagine how she feels as a mother.

Discomfort, and anger.

Yan Wei no longer cares about etiquette and rules, she only has one thought in her mind, that is, no matter what, she must stand up for her son.

However, Yan Wei never dreamed that it was not an outsider who hurt her eldest son like this, but her own younger brother Lu Xiao.

When she heard the news, her heart ached.

Lu Xiao refuted this: "He wanted to kill me, that's why I fought back. My sister is also there, if you don't believe me, you can ask her."

Compared with her indifferent father, Yan Wei, who is a mother, is much more sensible.

"Zhuan'er has been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child. He treats people very well and never does evil to others. You are his own younger brother. How could he want to kill you?"

Hearing this answer, Yan Wei froze for a moment, then continued, obviously not believing it.

Seeing that mother didn't believe it, Lu Xiao also got a little angry, and said angrily: "How do I know!"