Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

A slightly childish and miserable cry resounded throughout the alley.

That moment.

Knife, stop.

people, shocked.

Han Jinfeng frightened the umbrella away when he shook his hand.

The pouring rain chilled him and Han Shiqing.

Rao Han Yiming, who didn't change his face even when the enemy was in front of him, opened his mouth wide, and froze his hand holding the knife. He looked in astonishment at the child who was holding Han Shiqing's thigh tightly with two thin arms, and beat him hard in his heart. a chug.

It took a while to recover his voice, and he stammered and asked Han Shiqing, "Little brother, is what he said true? When, when did you have such a big child?"

"Yes, yes." Eldest brother Han Jinfeng ignored his wet clothes and unconsciously tightened his grip on Han Shiqing's shoulders. His tone was not only unbelievable, but also condemned, "Tell my elder brother honestly, you Did you harm someone's girl while we were away, and let him beg for food outside when the child is so old? This is really, really sinful!"

With that said, he pushed aside Han Yiming's knife and was about to help Jiang Yu up.

The half-stretched hand was stopped by Han Shiqing.

"Wait, elder brother, second elder brother." Han Shiqing said hoarsely, trying to control his emotions, and was able to suppress the tears of seeing these two people crying with joy.

Although he knew that his elder brother and second brother were prone to mental deterioration when encountering things related to him, and he didn't distinguish between black and white, but at this time he couldn't help but feel a little helpless and wanted to laugh.

In any case, to be able to see the family who loves me so much again, to have such a healthy body, and to be able to prepare for the misfortune that will happen in the future, all this is due to rebirth.

This is a gift from God to him.

As for Jiang Yu...

Han Shiqing glanced coldly at the thin child who was holding on to his robe, grabbed Jiang Yu by the collar and lifted him up, and asked Han Jinfeng, "Brother, according to your eyesight, how old do you think this little beggar is?" ?”

Han Jinfeng's sanity came back a little, and he looked at Jiang Yu intently.

He was dressed in gray and tattered sackcloth, barefoot, and a little over four feet long. Although his hands and feet were slender and his body was thin, just looking at the skeleton, this child must be at least ten years old.

Han Jinfeng answered truthfully, "About ten years old."

Han Shiqing smiled, and he asked again, "Brother, tell me how old I am?"

"Ah." Han Jinfeng suddenly understood. He scratched his face in embarrassment, and replied, "Little brother, you just had your birthday on the tenth day of June, and now it should be."

It is absolutely impossible for Han Shiqing to give birth to a teenage child, no matter how precocious Han Shiqing is.

"Brother, you are really in a daze!" Han Yiming patted Han Jinfeng on the shoulder and said with a big laugh, "Young brother talks to us all, how could he not talk about bullying other girls? I think this little beggar is a You little liar, you are not a good breed, you owe me a lesson!"

As he said that, he slapped Jiang Yu on the head as if to relieve his anger, which stunned Jiang Yu for half a second.

"He's really not a good guy." Han Shiqing held Jiang Yu's collar, lifted him in front of him, and looked into those dark eyes.

It took a while before he asked, "Little beggar, why do you call me father?"

Han Shiqing was different from Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu would clear his mind in an instant and judge Han Shiqing's rebirth, but Han Shiqing has always been a non-ghostist, and his own rebirth is outrageous enough, he would never think that Jiang Yu and him encountered the same situation.

But he intuitively felt that Jiang Yu now was a little different from the little beggar he picked up on the street many years ago.

In the previous life, Jiang Yu approached him with a purpose from the beginning. He was deceived by the child's disguised appearance, and then he got it. He was played around by Jiang Yu and put the entire Zhenbei General's Mansion in crisis.

This time he believed that he would not be easily deceived again.

So he had to break through all of Jiang Yu's disguises in advance. Even if he didn't kill him, he couldn't give Jiang Yu the chance to use the Zhenbei General's Mansion as a springboard for becoming emperor.

He wanted to see Jiang Yu's answer.

He didn't believe that a 35-year-old mentally aged person couldn't compete with a 12-year-old brat!

However, it turns out that he was wrong.

There is such a kind of person whose face is never important.

When they recognize one thing, dignity can also be abandoned.

I saw the thin young man stretching out his slender fingers, gently holding Han Shiqing's hand holding his collar with both hands, his bright black eyes were blinking in the rain, watery, looking at him with extreme innocence , with an aggrieved voice, "Daddy, do you really want me?"

He also tried his best to put his face on Han Shiqing's hand, and flattened his mouth, "Father, I have been looking for you for a long time after my mother passed away, and I finally found you today. Please, don't want me..."

He looks like an idiot, but his conversation is clear and normal, it really makes people unable to tell whether he is really stupid or fake for a while.

The other party's cool skin was pressed against his hand, and the slender fingers were so thin that only bones remained, which made Han Shiqing feel panicked.

He remembered that when he just brought Jiang Yu back to the General's Mansion, he was also so thin, he was silent, and when he saw the food he was eating, he was like a hungry wolf, his eyes glowed green, and he was so ugly that he didn't look like a former The prince's person, that is, the one who made him believe that the one he picked up was an ordinary little beggar.

I was deceived for more than ten years in such a muddle-headed way.

"Daddy, please..." Jiang Yu rubbed the back of Han Shiqing's hand shamelessly, crying heavily, "Don't want me..."

In fact, to put it bluntly, his tears were not faked. After the whole scene, only the innocent eyes were pretending.

After all, it had been a long time since he had touched Han Shiqing's skin at close range in his previous life.

He used too much force on this person, which made Han Shiqing's condition worse.

Since then, he has been cautious. If Han Shiqing told him to get out, he would get out, and if he was not allowed to touch him, he would not touch it.

Like now, standing in front of him, a healthy Han Shiqing, a fresh Han Shiqing, even if he only touched one hand, he was so happy that he cried, and those tears were tears of joy.

To put it bluntly, he was a bit perverted, but Jiang Yu never felt that he was perverted.

"Little brother, this..." I have to say that Jiang Yu's acting skills have always been lifelike. Even a rough man like Han Jinfeng felt blocked, and couldn't help asking: "Look at this, this kid seems to recognize you as his father. No, let's take him back and make plans?"

He glanced at the more and more spectators around him, and added, "After all, you and the second brother beat him, and if he continues to talk nonsense, our general's mansion will be criticized. .”

"Brother, I think this kid is obviously pretending." Although Han Yiming's heart began to beat, he still stood by Han Shiqing's side, believing that Jiang Yu was a little bastard with evil intentions. After all, in his heart, he dared to make his little brother cry , Hacking to death is not an exaggeration.

Han Jinfeng frowned, "He's still young, so he probably doesn't have that much scheming."

Han Shiqing's hands were numb from being rubbed, and the disgusting feeling penetrated from the back of his hands to the skin of his brain. He threw Jiang Yu away and looked at his follower Han Shan, "Brother is right, whether he is pretending or not, It's not good to stay here all the time, Han Shan, you tie up this kid's hands and feet and carry him back to the mansion, and I'll ask him again in the evening."

Hearing this, Jiang Yu, who was thrown on the ground like a piece of rubbish, lowered his head and smiled very happily under the cover of his disheveled hair and rain.