Cold-blooded Marshal Evil Charm Military Doctor

Lei Zhongqian opened his mouth, wanted to express something but didn't say it, his clenched fists were full of sweat.

"When I was able to go back to the organization, Liu Feng patted me on the shoulder and said to me: An Ming and his sister-in-law are dead, you are in condolences. I... blame me... blame me! I don't believe I have been asking Liu Feng, If Liu Feng was beaten to death, there was nothing I could do about it. Afterwards, I withdrew from the organization."

From the original owner's memory, he only knew that his parents were busy people. As for what they did, he really didn't know. He didn't expect to be a member of the revolutionary organization, so he had a good reason to join.

He was the one who invited An Ming to join the organization. Wanting followed An Ming to the organization two months after giving birth to Qingcheng.

Isn't the death of An Ming and Wanting not enough, and then pushed their daughter into the fire pit, which made him feel guilty for the rest of his life, and even died with remorse?

Zhan Qingcheng may understand Lei Zhongqian's concerns, but how could he not join this organization?

"Uncle Lei, you don't have to reject me first. The cause of my parents' death is strange, and I won't give up without giving me a reasonable answer. Do you want me to find this organization through some channels? Or do you recommend it?"

Lei Zhonggan stopped talking. The children of An Ming and Wanting followed their temperament and lived too seriously and persistently. It will only be more difficult in the future.

Lei Guobin came in a hurry and knocked on the door anxiously, nothing will happen, right?

Zhan Qingcheng went to open the door. Before Lei Guobin could ask the question, he answered first: "I'm fine, just talk to Uncle Lei for a while."

Nodding in a daze, he carefully checked whether he was injured or not, luckily.

Lei Zhongqian: "Arrange them to live in. Just as Anna is here, arrange for them to live in the room next to Anna's."

"it is good."

Although everyone in the Lei Mansion was confused and didn't know the truth, they knew that this young lady was a distinguished guest, and the master would not beat the young master after she came.

The protagonist of the discussion is lying on the bed and thinking about things. There are so many things that he wants to do, but it is a pity that he is now weak and powerless, even if he thinks too much, it will not help.

Either get on a big boat first, or have enough money first, or nothing can be done.

At night, the cold wind was blowing, and Zhan Qingcheng felt a little headache standing in the yard blowing the cold wind, which seemed to make him feel better.

Xiao Xizi sent thick clothes and asked Zhan Qingcheng to put them on so as not to catch a cold, but Zhan Qingcheng didn't put them on but just held them in his hand.

Looking at the crooked moon, Zhan Qingcheng seemed to be asking, but the voice was so soft that people couldn't hear it clearly. "Xiaoxizi, what do you think the Huaxia Kingdom is like in your imagination?"

Xiao Xizi paused, looking up at the moon in the sky, seeing things and thinking about people, her throat tightened and she didn't know what to say.

When he was about six or seven years old, my father would often go to gamble, eat and drink. When he ran out of money, he reached out to ask my mother for money, but where did my mother have money?

At this time, my father would say: "You just give me the money, I will definitely win the money back tonight, and let you two have a good meal and a hot drink."

Father said this every time, but was it true?

A-niang didn't give him the money, so A-father beat her hard, making a crackling sound, her face was swollen and tears kept streaming down her face, she was very embarrassed.The look of bruises, new and old, big and small, really scares me.

A Niang was beaten to the ground by her father, and she cried on the cold muddy floor, crying softly, tears dripping drop by drop on the muddy floor, leaving a small pit.

"Xiaoxizi doesn't know. Before Auntie sold me into Zhan's house, Auntie said that she was forced by life. I think, maybe that's it... I heard that Auntie ran away after selling me. Yes, it should be much better now that Dad is gone. After all, she is so capable, helping others to mend clothes, wash and cook, or teach people to read and write..."

"Then you can read?"

"Xiao Xizi can't, A Niang never wants to teach me to read and write. She said: You just need to be stupid like this. If you know too much, you will hurt yourself. So far I don't know what she said. Meaning, maybe stupid people have stupid luck."

Zhan Qingcheng turned his head and looked at him for a while when he heard the words, there were tears in his eyes, and he refused to shed them stubbornly. He smiled and said it was okay, he just loves to cry like this, and he has been a crying bag since he was a child.

No one who loves to cry is just crying. It is obvious that he has been wronged or sad. No one will cry for no reason. If there is more grievance, there will be more tears.

The two stood in the cold wind for a long time, Zhan Qingcheng suddenly gave Gu Xi a strange laugh, and then he sighed again.

Zhan Qingcheng lowered his eyes, he knew that Gu Xi was hiding something from himself, if he didn't say it, it must be because of his difficulties, and asking the bottom line would only make him feel more uncomfortable.

"Ah!" Zhan Qingcheng sneezed, and suddenly felt cold. His body is really too weak, and he needs to exercise more.

Gu Xi urged: "Miss, go back! It's not good to be frozen, your body is important!"

Zhan Qingcheng was wronged, nodded and walked towards the room, and found Gu Xi following behind him, so he said, "Gu Xi, you go back."

"Eh!"

When Gu Xi returned to the room, the moonlight outside filled the floor, and Gu Xi left a figure with his back to the light.

With a sound of 'squeak', the door was slowly pushed open, and the moonlight stretched his figure longer and longer, and then the door was closed, and the moonlight was shut outside the door.

He went to the table, picked up the teapot, poured some cold tea into the cup, dipped his finger in the tea and wrote three words on the table, Lin Yanxi.

Lin Yanxi, his mother's name.

Gu Xi wrote every stroke extremely vigorously. These were the three big characters he only knew in his life, but they were the names of the women who abandoned him!

About seven or eight years ago, in the icy and snowy winter, the dilapidated hut had air leaks everywhere, which made people feel cold.

A gentle and dignified woman who looked seventy percent like her mother took away his mother and became a helpless orphan ever since.

This sentence is a nightmare, but Gu Xi always thinks of it before falling asleep, and hates anger and powerlessness.

"Qiu'er, you have to remember Lin Yanxi. These three words are your mother's boudoir name, you have to remember them firmly. Auntie can't give you anything, I can only give you a token. If you If I can grow up safely, I will take this token to the Jiangnan Lin family..." Gu Xi's aunt choked with tears and said: "I will take your mother away, forgive my aunt, Qiu'er, my aunt has no choice but to do so!"

Qiu'er knelt on the ground crying and begging: "Auntie, don't take mother away. What will Qiuer do if mother leaves? Father will kill me, or if there is no food, break my hands and feet and let me go Begging. Woo... I don’t want it, I don’t want it. Auntie don’t take mother away.”