little son-in-law

"How is that possible?" Rong Xi objected subconsciously. He had met Nangong Jingnian. The child was about three or four years old at the time. It is very similar to the Liu family, but with Liu Wanruo's status and education, she definitely can't do such a deviant move.

"It's not Wanruo." Nangong Qiuhu may have realized that Rong Xi misunderstood his sudden words.

"I don't understand this." Rong Xi pulled Nangong Qiuhu to sit down on the warm couch where he played chess earlier, knowing that there should be a story in it that he didn't know.

"I said that the person shot to death now is not my son, not that he has not been in years." Although so many years have passed, Nangong Qiuhu still does not want to remember those days.

"You mean, this person is not Nangong Jingnian, so where is the real Nangong Jingnian?" Rong Xi is also a smart person, so he knows everything.

"It's been more than ten years." It was his first child. At that time, he was too young, and he tried his best to suppress his hatred for the Liu family. For the first time, he pushed Rong Xi away and married Wan Ruo. Got a son, although every time I saw that child's face, I was reminded time and time again of the undeniable blood relationship with the Liu family, but after all, it is my own child, although not very close, but deep down in my heart it hurts .

"What year did it happen?" The prince was secretly replaced, and he had no news about such a big event.

"The winter when you took Xiaojin away, it should have been Tongxi's three years ago. It seems that you took Jingnian back to Liu's house. It is said that the nanny and maid did not take care of it, and a few playful children fell into the lake in the yard. , although the rescue was timely, but in the end there was a child who died in the arms because of his weakness, it was Liu Yuanmin's old son, and his nickname was Ji'er."

"You mean..."

"You may not have seen that child. He is a few months younger than Jing Nian, but the two stand together like twins. No matter in appearance or size, it is not surprising that a nephew looks like an uncle. " Nangong Qiuhu's mouth curled into a sarcastic smile.

Speaking of this, Rong Xi understood that the one who died in the lake was the real Nangong Jingnian, and the so-called first prince in the palace for so many years was Liu Jier at all.At that time, all my thoughts were on treating Xiao Jin, and I had no time to care about what happened in Shengjing City.

"It's all over, and now you have avenged that child." Rong Xi turned around holding his shoulder.

"You also know that after I wiped out those clan leaders, the next target was the Liu family. At that time, I thought that after the Liu family was avenged to avenge my father, I would pass the throne to Jiang Cheng when the government became more stable, and then go to Linyang to find you , on the eve of preparing to do something, after years of death, I clearly realized that the Liu family is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface, their ambition is not only to control the government, but the ultimate goal is to change the dynasty." Nangong Qiuhu rested his head on Rongxi's neck with a tired expression, and for the first time talked to someone about the past that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

"The moment my father was dying, he grabbed my wrist and forced me to swear that if I moved the Liu family within ten years, I would lose all my loved ones and die alone. At that time, I thought he was trying to leave a way for Liu Yuanmin to survive. "Speaking of this, Nangong Qiuhu paused for a moment before continuing, "You left that year, Xiaojin was gone, and I died after years, I thought I finally fulfilled my oath." I couldn't wait to go with my only hope. Reconciled with Rongxi, but saw such a happy and beautiful scene, and finally couldn't afford to get sick.

"It should be that the first emperor had already noticed the plot of the Liu family, but he didn't have time to explain it to you, and he was afraid that your foundation would be unstable, and you would act rashly and cause trouble." Rong Xi held him in his arms, and his mood fluctuated for a while. He didn't know anything about it, so what if he knew it. With the temperament of the two back then, they refused to give in to each other, and only wanted to restore it when they really hurt each other. Many things were missed like this.

"Probably, my father was very crazy in the last few years. When the father was stabbed, he was not prepared at all, so he went in such a hurry." These painful past events, even after so many years, still seem to be vividly remembered. In front of him, his father, who had been crazy for many years, came to his senses after the death of his father. After understanding everything, he raised a knife and killed himself, leaving only a last word to destroy the Liu family.

Rong Xi had also met Qiu Hu's biological father, the once handsome and handsome General Liu Wu. Everyone said that he died in battle when he was young, but who would have thought that his family had discarded what he had learned all his life, and secretly sent him to the palace gate, where he was trapped for half his life? , to madness.

"Father asked me to stay in the Liu family for ten years, and I will keep it for 20 years. I just want to see with my own eyes that the Liu family has exhausted the efforts of several generations, but it is completely destroyed the moment before it succeeds. There should be nothing worse than falling at this time." Does it hurt more?" But now it's just the beginning, and later he will settle everything, father's, years, everyone's.

"Where is Liu Wanruo, does she know? Isn't this child Jing Nian?"

"I don't know, after many years, no, after Liu Ji'er was rescued, she followed Wan Ruo back to the palace. She was frightened by this and suffered a serious illness. After waking up, it seemed that she really couldn't remember the past. She treats him no differently, and she often complains in my ears that she doesn’t take this child seriously.” As for the real situation, only they know, if he can see it, the child’s biological mother will not be able to see it ?Not debunking doesn't mean not knowing, is it because you think you can play with him between applause?

Wu Guo opened the curtain and came in, saw the two people embracing each other, and put the food box lightly on the table outside, Rong Xi nodded, and he left.

"I want to go back and see Xiaojin. I dreamed of him again last night. He was still a little baby sleeping in my arms. How did he grow up so fast in a blink of an eye? He is the father of two children." He owed Xiaojin again How to make it up, "You raised him well."

"He has been a very good child since he was a child. When I took him to Nanshao for detoxification, even though the pain was extremely painful, he was only teary, and he didn't cry loudly like other children. Everyone liked him very much, Xuanxuan ...It hurts him too, you don't need to blame yourself. "

"I know that she is a good mother. She saved Xiaojin twice, but I, the father, hurt him twice." Even if everyone forgives him, he can't forgive himself for hurting the child so much.

"Don't blame yourself. Since Xiaojin called your father, he really forgave him. And I don't know if it's my illusion. He always feels that Xiaojin knows something. Maybe he knew something a long time ago. I know you are his father."

"How is it possible?" Nangong Qiuhu raised his head from his arms. He didn't know much about this back then, and the only few people who had nothing to do with Xiao Jin should have had nothing to do with each other.

"I can't say it, it's just a feeling that every time the secret guard sends news about you, Xiaojin always looks at it very seriously, and that expression is definitely not studying an opponent. There seems to be some vague sense of nostalgia. in."

When Rong Xi said this, Nangong Qiuhu remembered the time he saw Xiaojin in the prison, and every time he thought of that look, his heart ached unbearably.

"Okay, let's eat first, it's getting cold." Rong Xi stood up first, and took Nangong Qiuhu's hand, "After dinner, we will write a letter to Xiaojin, I hope that these things will be solved a few years ago." It can be done, and when the time comes, I will go back to Nanshan to celebrate the New Year with Xiaojin."

"Chinese New Year? I haven't celebrated the New Year with Xiaojin yet." Nangong Qiuhu felt much better when he thought of Rong Jin.

Seeing this, Rong Xi felt relieved for the time being. The past was too tragic. He was afraid that he would be unable to extricate himself from drowning in Qiuhu, which would only make himself sad and cause heart disease if he didn't talk about it.

"You still have many years in the future, you can spend it together every year." Rong Xi continued along the happy topic.

"It would be great if that's the case." It's just that such happiness may be too longing, but I dare not think about it. I hope there will be such a day.

Xiao Mo and Ming Ting went to water the wheat. Mo Nanjin was cutting leeks in the vegetable field. The leeks were grown in the spring of the second year he came to Nanshan. It has been more than four years. No wonder the leeks have become thinner this year. , next year it’s time to plow the ground and plant new ones. Fortunately, the seeds were left in the summer. Harvest the leeks before they freeze. If you don’t pick them, put them in a cool place in the vegetable cellar. It’s okay to store them for a month or two. Cook them in winter For soup, add some minced leeks, or make dumplings with leeks, both are good.

There is a lot of rain this year, and the little pimples of Mo Nan hibiscus are not growing well. Even if we left more time, but the weather was cold, they didn’t grow much. Each one was the size of a fist, and only half a basket was collected in one ridge, and we went back to wash When it's clean, take advantage of the good weather and let it sit in the sun for a few days before you can pickle pickles.

Mo Nanjin watered the cut leek bed, thinking he didn’t plan to take it anymore, so he planned to plant some chives, which can be regarded as adding color to the winter. It’s rare that there are so many people in the family this year. He has never planted chives, but it’s just about I've heard of it, and thought about it two years ago, but after picking the leeks, the next year's leeks will definitely not grow well, so don't worry about it this year.

Uncle Zhao next to him was harvesting radishes and cabbage. Seeing that Mo Nanjin was cultivating soil in the leek field, he asked strangely: "Master Mo, you put so much soil, the leeks will be destroyed."

"It's okay, I don't plan to ask for it next year. Why are you harvesting cabbage at this time?" Mo Nanjin asked casually. What should be harvested in the vegetable field has already been harvested. Except for some that can survive the winter, there are basically no vegetables in the field. up.

"Isn't the young master busy with fish out of the pond these days? That end is an urgent matter, won't the work in the field be delayed? It's been cold for the past two days, and the cabbage and radish are about to freeze to death." Uncle Zhao I couldn't help complaining, I had been busy for half a season, and once it got frozen, it was their fault in the end.

"Fortunately, it hasn't snowed yet, and it's not too late to harvest." Mo Nanjin comforted with a smile.

"That's what you said, by the way, Mr. Mo, why is there no movement in your fish pond?" Looking at his young master, he was very anxious.

"My family can wait for a while." In fact, Mo Nanjin plans to come out of the pond after the Chinese New Year. Most of the family's household for a year will be settled on the fish pond. Naturally, it is necessary to plan more. For the New Year here, every household has to buy fish. Yes, the fishmongers were also diligent at that time, and the price naturally rose with the tide. In fact, he could think of this, and other families could not have imagined it. It's just that there are only two fish farmers in Nanshan, the Mo family and the Tian family, but the mandarin fish of the Tian family are as good as fish. Of course, people can't afford it, so the sales of their own fish should be better than in previous years.

When Xiao Mo and Ming Ting came over to ask him to eat, Mo Nanjin was holding the corn stalks on the flatbed cart and covering them on the soil. The temperature is high, and the chives should grow faster.

When I got home, Nangong Jingshen hurried in after the hot meal was served.

Mo Nanjin stood up and just asked, "Didn't you say that noon..."

Nangong Jingshen pulled him aside, took a deep look at him, and said, "I told you, don't worry yet?"

"What happened to my father?" Mo Nanjin almost immediately thought that something happened to his father, and his face paled instantly.

"Don't worry, the matter is not clear yet. I just received a report from Shengjing that Uncle Huang... was assassinated, and his life and death are unknown..."