How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

"Where are you going? What are you doing? It's so late at night..."

Just after Su Fenggu covered his old waist and walked out of the guest room with difficulty.

Su Qinghe had put on his clothes and was standing side by side in the corridor with Ye Cheng.

"Dad! Let's pick it up, haha, do you want..."

Su Qinghe had a smile on her face and was about to invite her father to go with her.

But after being pulled by Ye Cheng, he remembered the light bulb and hurriedly changed his mind.

"You should rest early! We will be back in a moment."

After saying that, Su Qinghe was about to leave with Ye Cheng.

"Wait! Stop! Picking up leaks? What leaks are you picking up? What are you doing!"

Su Fenggu reached out to stop the two of them and glared at Ye Cheng.

You kid has endless fun.

I want to take my girl somewhere wild at night.

No, I have to follow.

Ye Cheng said speechlessly when he saw that Su Laoden was tired and had to follow him.

"Uncle Su, let's take a break! I have some business to do. I'll take Qinghe to the ghost market for a while and I'll be back soon. Can we stop following him?"

"Ghost market?"

Su Fenggu wanted to ask again.

Wife-in-law Zhao Yazhen also walked out of the guest room.

Seeing her husband like this, she felt heartbroken.

In addition, I am also very speechless about my husband's 24-hour surveillance tactic.

But she understands that the couple will be just one daughter for the rest of their lives.

No matter how outstanding Ye Cheng is, he is not willing to just leave it to the other party.

Who can bear it when the only little cotton-padded jacket is snatched away?

It can be delayed for a day.

Pity the parents of the world.

But he still said: "Fenggu, please rest in peace! You also have to go see Teacher Song tomorrow."

"We will set off back to Jiangcheng the day after tomorrow. Let the two children play by themselves for a while. Don't follow them, okay?"

Seeing his wife's rare pleading tone, Su Fenggu fell silent.

How could he not understand that his daughter would leave them one day?

I just hope that this day comes as late as possible.

So he tried every means to stop Ye Cheng and prevent the two from having close contact or doing anything outrageous before marriage.

Especially Ye Cheng's identity, I don't know how it will develop in the future.

If she is strictly supervised by the superiors, will the daughter have to stay in a cold kiln for the rest of her life?

He was really afraid that his daughter would suffer for the rest of her life.

But he looked at his wife's pleading eyes and his daughter's expectant eyes.

The old man sighed.

"Okay, okay, go ahead! I won't follow you!"

"However, you must be back before 12 o'clock. If you don't come back before 12 o'clock, I will come to you immediately."

Su Fenggu waved his hand, and Su Qinghe jumped up excitedly.

"Okay! Dad!"

Ye Cheng also smiled, finally able to hold his little hands and give him a hug.

Even if you don't have a closer relationship with Qinghe, a kiss isn't illegal, right?

He nodded with a smile and was about to take Qinghe away.

"and many more!"

Su Fenggu asked again: "Where are you going? The ghost market? Where is the ghost market at this time?"

He is not an idiot, how could he not know where the old Beijing ghost market is.

It is said that a hundred years ago, there were several places in Kyoto that secretly sold goods in the middle of the night.

Daliushu, Panjiayuan, Dongpeng Market.

At that time, in an era of difficult life, ordinary people and Eight Banners disciples were embarrassed to sell ancestral relics at dawn.

Only after it gets dark at night do they dare to sneak out and set up stalls.

Later, it slowly developed into an antique market, a place for treasure hunting and missing items.

However, after all these years, there is still no opportunity to make mistakes.

It has long become a gathering place for scammers and an antique trading area.

The water is deep there.

Su Fenggu was really afraid that the two of them would lose their pants after being deceived.

Especially if you go to...

"Pan Jiayuan, Uncle Su."

Ye Cheng answered casually, which immediately made Su Fenggu and Zhao Yazhen's expressions change.

really!

What are you afraid of?

"what?"

The two looked at each other and exclaimed.

Ye Cheng looked over in surprise.

What happened to Panjiayuan?

Su Qinghe seemed to be thinking of some past events, and his pretty face tightened.

"Um...Ye Cheng, how about we go to Daliu Shu or Dongpeng Market? I think it's better not to go to Panjiayuan?"

Ye Cheng felt even more puzzled when he saw that Qinghe didn't even want to go.

"Hey!"

Su Fenggu couldn't say what he wanted to say, so he sighed and returned to the room, holding his waist.

Zhao Yazhen was left with a complicated expression, looking at the closed door, and then at Ye Cheng and Qing He who were getting ready to go.

"Go, go! Qinghe, remember to buy some fruit gifts. Now that he has gone, come and have a look! I heard that he... is not in good health either."

Zhao Yazhen said a few words, her eyes turned red, and she went straight back to the house.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

amount……

The old couple's reaction left Ye Cheng confused.

What happened to this special girl?

"Oh, let's go! I'll tell you on the way."

Su Qinghe pursed his lips, pulled Ye Cheng out of the hotel, and took a taxi all the way to Panjiayuan.

On the way, I told Ye Cheng why the old couple looked ugly when they heard about Pan Jiayuan.

original.

Zhao Yazhen's ancestral home is from Kyoto, and her family is quite well off.

But at that time, I went to the countryside to Jiangcheng, Yun Province, and met Su Fenggu.

After the two fell in love freely, they received unanimous opposition from the Kyoto family.

In the end, the family did not hesitate to cut off relations with her and did not allow Zhao Yazhen to return to Kyoto.

After so many years, Zhao Yazhen's parents have long since died of illness, and she is not allowed to go home to worship.

There is only one brother left in Kyoto, Uncle Su Qinghe, who inherited the ancestral business in Panjiayuan and ran the antique business.

It is said that the industry has developed to this day and is very large.

Therefore, for Zhao Yazhen, the emotions of returning to Kyoto are extremely complicated.

If Su Fenggu hadn't insisted on bringing her whole family to pay homage to Song Lian, she might never have set foot in Kyoto in her life.

Su Qinghe and Ye Cheng were traveling these days, and she never left the hotel.

It just happened that they were going to Panjiayuan again, which reminded the old couple of sad past events.

"I'll go! Qinghe, your uncle is not so cruel? Your grandma and grandpa are gone, and your mother is not allowed to go home to worship?"

In the taxi, Ye Cheng was quite surprised after learning everything.

"Oh! It's not like I won't let you go!" Su Qinghe sighed.

"You don't know my father's temper. When my mother had a difficult delivery and hemorrhage, she almost died. My father cried and asked them to come to Jiangcheng to see my mother for the last time."

"No one came in the end, and I didn't know if something was wrong or what, but my mother survived. Later, my uncle came after half a month and asked my father to punch him into the hospital."

"The two families have announced that they will never have any contact with each other since then, and they have not seen each other again for so many years."

"Oh……"

Ye Cheng stretched out his voice, dumbfounded.

This is very similar to Su Fenggu’s style of doing things.

A poor soldier, even if he is engaged in scientific research and military industry, will not be able to get into the eyes of the Zhao family.

Zhao Yazhen gave up her good clothes and food and ran to Jiangcheng, which naturally made her family sad.

In addition, Su Fenggu also beat up his uncle, so it would be strange to be able to interact with him later.

"Ye Cheng! I don't want to see my uncle for a while! You can help me carry something and go in and see how he reacts."

"If you are still angry with my mother, we will turn around and leave. If..."

Su Qinghe didn't say any more and bit his lip, full of tangles.

She also wanted to help her mother recognize her ancestors and return to her clan.

After all, I'm getting older, and if I don't finish some regrets, I won't feel at ease even if I close my eyes.

"Row!"

Ye Cheng agreed without taking it seriously and asked casually.

"By the way, what's your uncle's name?"

"Call...Zhao Yatang!"

Ok?

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows and laughed.

This name is exactly the same as the name in the text message sent by Chen Bu.