Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

Three years later, Zhang Qishan saw his amnesiac father, his crying mother, and a calm self who arranged everything and waited for his father to recover.

Zhang Zezhuan's strange eyes really scared Zhang Qishan. His father's eyes were always gentle. This was the first time he saw such cold eyes, just like those of his own family.

No wonder they were desperate to escape.

Over the years, he also knew a lot about the Zhang family.

His father was the last to be buried.

And his amnesia will become more serious.

In the end, the only thing that will be remembered in my mind is the mission bestowed by God.

After reading his notes, Zhang Zezhuan comforted his wife and felt relieved to see his grown-up son finally being included in the family tree.

Zhang Qishan: . . . .

His amnesiac father smiled at him.

The next daily life training came from his father. His father was Qilin, but he was Qiongqi.

If Zhang Rishan had not left at the beginning, he would have followed Qiongqi, mainly because he was an orphan and liked to stay in a safe environment.

As they grew up, their mother grew older, but their father remained the same.

He and his father are like brothers.

But my father still loves my mother as always, he likes her no matter her black hair or white hair, and even if her face is full of wrinkles.

The Zhang family’s love is unparalleled.

For the first time, Zhang Qishan understood why the Zhang family did not marry outside the clan.

Because of unequal lives.

Those who stay will suffer.

My father is Zhang Jiaqi Ling, and he has to go out to take care of some things.

The mother was waiting in the tribe. For her, it would be great if the father could come back alive.

Every time this happened he felt a little redundant.

He thought the day would end like this.

When he grew up, he wanted to go out and try his luck, so his father asked him to go to Changsha. He had already arranged everything, and he would be the defense officer of Changsha when he got there. He heard that was his mother's hometown.

He also wanted his mother to go with him, and then he would arrange for someone to send his mother back.

Mother said, he is wherever your father is.

Zhang Qishan: . . . .

Once again I felt redundant.

And when he regained his memory, Zhang Zezhuan said that he wanted to be buried with his mother and did not want to be buried in the Zhang family's ancient building.

But even so, Zhang Qishan looked at his father for a long time and asked, "Why didn't you tell me where I, your son, was buried?"

Zhang Zezhuan: . . .

It seems like you forgot. This way you can choose to die wherever you want.

It's quite free.

We have no room here.

Zhang Qishan: Both parents are still alive, they are thinking about each other, and he is redundant.

"Father, I may not live longer than you."

Zhang Zezhuan: "It doesn't matter. When Wanniang dies, I can find her grave and commit suicide if I remember her one day."

He is a professional at this.

Zhang Qishan: . . . .

Zhang Rishan came over and took Zhang Qishan away. Maybe because he grew up in the tribe, the rules were not as strict as before, so he relaxed a lot and even started to joke.

"You have to get used to it. This is how all the Zhang family's children grow up. The parents are in true love, and the children are accidents. We just need to let them grow up casually."

He had once seen a man from his family look tenderly at his wife, put his arm around her waist and kiss her secretly, then say "bad luck" to his child who was in his other hand and throw the child out.

So Uncle Zhang was not surprised. It was already good enough that Zhang Qishan was not thrown out.

Simply put, for the Zhang family, they would abandon their children but not their wives.

The wife was carefully selected and fell in love with at first sight, and the child was given to him for free. Some ignorant people even thought it was Nezha.

That is, the rebellious son comes to collect his debt.

To alienate their relationship.

So the relationship between Zhang’s father and son is very confusing.

This is already good.

It is a tradition for men in the Zhang family to cheat their children, and even their biological fathers often do it.

However, what Zhang Rishan didn’t say was that your father is also quite a jerk.

It was your father who destroyed your grandfather's prestige.

There is a reason why the Zhang family is small. It is difficult to have children, and the father is a bad person. But it is not a big problem.

They just want you to be alive. How you live or how you live is not within their consideration.

Zhang Qishan: . . . .

He should read more of the Zhang family's records and learn more about this family. It's simply outrageous.

When he arrived in Changsha and saw that there were still lunatics outside who were eating Zhang's family, he wanted to hide his father and begged him not to hang around outside, lest he lose his memory and get caught and eaten without knowing it.

He even wanted to blow up that damn bronze door, until he sent his father in, and realized that it was impossible to blow it up.

That thing doesn't seem to belong to this era or this space.

This is totally unscientific. That’s right, nothing in the Zhang family is scientific.

Beiping.

After the little prince and Zhang Qilin’s daily sparring session, they would go take a bath.

But today, someone caught up.

In fact, Zhang Qilin doesn’t need to take a shower. It’s not that he has to. He can’t behave like a non-human. It would be bad if he attracts some psychopath.

So he ate and drank as he should, he still missed these delicious foods quite a bit.

The little prince didn't know what his quirk was, but he just liked Zhang Qilin wearing his clothes.

He looked at his hands, which were made of bone.

No wonder he likes to stick to others so much.

It’s all because Zhang Qilin’s looks are too much in line with his aesthetic.

His hand always wanted to grab it, and the sound of splashing water made the little prince's mind a little clearer.

Zhang Qilin had long been accustomed to the blind man's sight. In some worlds, he did not hide at all and was particularly direct, sometimes making him want to hit people.

I didn't expect that a blind man who lived a good life would also like to look at his body.

When he went out, his hair was wet and he was wearing a blind man's underwear. Just as he was about to wipe his hair with a towel, the little prince held him on his lap. He wiped himself a few times randomly and then wiped Zhang Qilin's hair seriously.

That look, that breath, that atmosphere, I can't get over it without a kiss.

Then the young prince's lips touched Zhang Qilin's lips, and Qi Qige swore that they were so soft and he loved them.

Zhang Qilin: a pervert.

But it doesn’t matter, the blind man takes advantage of everyone outside, as long as his position in bed is not shaken.

The Zhang family never submits to others, so as for the blind man, just give him a sweet treat occasionally.

Blind people are different.

For every ten times he does the lower one, I will give him one time above.

When Qi Qige came back with the wine glass, he saw Zhang Qilin half-closed his eyes. He suddenly said, "I am a person without a past and a future."

Zhang Qilin: It feels familiar. It’s like digging up old grievances.

He began to sit up straight and listen attentively.

Qi Qige chuckled, "Why are you so nervous? Come on, have a drink."

Zhang Qilin took the wine glass and started drinking.

"Why, you feel guilty."

"Yes."

The little prince's Adam's apple rolled, "Then you should use the rest of your life to compensate me."

"it is good."

The firelight was dim and the shadows of people overlapped.