I picked up my daughter-in-law in the cemetery [Entertainment]

At night, the Han family will meet in the living room.

The old man lay tremblingly on the ground, ouching and yelling:

"Oh...you are so hard now that you don't care about the life and death of your family and my old man. It's so difficult for you to get married? Well, if you don't want to get married, then your inner alchemy will come out! Leave a queen for our Han family , I’ll let you go! None of this will work!?”

Han Zhuo helped the old man up without saying a word. The old man couldn't afford it. He was so strong that he was lying on the ground and showing his temper.

Han Zhuo didn't help him any more, walked to the side and picked up the book on the table and flipped through it, ignoring the old man's words at all.

There were still a few people in the hall, they all looked at the old man and then at Han Zhuo with embarrassed faces, and stepped forward to persuade them.

"Miss, if you really don't want to share some inner alchemy, the old man promises to set you free, so you can...do whatever you want, isn't that good?"

Han Zhuo turned a page of the book and shook his head slightly.

Han Xi scratched his head: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, then you just don't talk like this, you're like a walking corpse, what's the point of living!"

"Han Xi!!" Han Gong scolded him.

Han Xi knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and widened his eyes in horror: "That's not what I meant."

Han Zhuo glanced at him.Her eyes are light now, her eyes are neither sad nor happy, she looks like a puppet without a soul, just looking at it makes people frightened, no one dares to look at her.

Fortunately, Han Zhuo didn't look at him for a long time, and immediately left his sight.She took out a page from the book and handed it to Han Xiaonan.

Han Xiaonan took it and looked at it, took a deep look at Han Zhuo, and read it out for everyone to hear:

"Looking for the Lord."

What do you mean?

Han Xiaonan: "She asked us to figure out a way to find the next Patriarch."

Han Zhuo ignored the group of people in the room, curled up on the chair and flipped through the book in silence.

She asked the family to choose an heir, don't look for her, don't get her ideas, she is just a conscientious tool person, like the flowers and plants in the world, when there is a next heir, she will complete her mission, and then in The sky is the earth, whether it is dead or alive, and it has nothing to do with this world.

No one can remember how many people came to persuade her.No matter how miserable she is, how she begs her, whether she is aggressive or angry, she can't change her expression even for a moment.

Leaning on crutches, the old lady yelled at her: "Are you going to become like this for the sake of love! The family raised you up so much, and gave you so much hope. If you say no, then don't!?"

Han Zhuo just changed his hand to support his chin, looking up at the whirling birds in the sky.

Someone persuaded the old lady: "When something like this happens, no one can accept it right away. You have to give her time to calm down and don't push her too hard. After a long time, the wound will scab and she will let it go naturally."

So this wait is another year.

In this year, if there is any change, Han Zhuo has completely become a living Buddha.

She doesn't talk, doesn't even walk, eats and drinks very little, and seems to be just maintaining the basic needs of life.I look up at the sky in my garden all day long, without desire or desire, neither sad nor happy.

One day, the old man approached her house on crutches, and he was really shocked.

That breath can be described as terror.It seems that Han Zhuo has made a breakthrough in this state of no needs and desires, and has become the most powerful person in the entire Han family.

The old man's senile dementia has been cured completely, and he scratches his gray hair every day-if this continues, the child may be scattered by the wind, and he will become a flying fairy.

Knowing Han Zhuo's determination, Han Xiaonan set out to find a few children with good bones and brought them to Han Zhuo. Han Zhuo took a look at them, half of them peed their pants in fright, and the other half burst into tears.

Han Zhuo stopped looking and waved his hand to let them go down.Han Xiaonan had no choice, so he had to let the old people teach the children the core basic skills.In this way, the Han family's education system that was passed down from generation to generation by the head of the family was changed by accident. The offspring and even children who were not of the Han family's blood began to learn the Han family's martial arts, which improved the fighting ability of the entire family.

Breaking through the shackles of identity, you can advance based on your personal ability.Han Zhuo inadvertently seemed to promote the reform of family life.

Of course, people who are not the main line of the Han family have no spiritual roots at all, and the possibility of being able to learn is almost zero.Even if the overall level rises slowly, it may take dozens or hundreds of years to force out one who can truly shoulder the burden of the family.

After scaring away the people who came to propose marriage for the nth time, the old man came in person on crutches again that night.

"You go, go wherever you like, die if you want, you are no longer the head of the family, and you are no longer the Han family. The Han family does not raise waste."

The next day, Han Xi hurried over: "Miss is really gone!!"

The old man let out a long sigh.

The wizards of the Han family for hundreds of years, just like this, live themselves like a walking dead.God's will is so, if there is gain, there will be loss.

From now on, this family of metaphysics, like all things in this world, will gradually disappear with the tide of the times.

Beijing Airport.

A child was concentrating on looking at the beautiful ornaments in the store, and accidentally fell down.Her mother was busy on the phone ahead and hurried forward without noticing her at all.

The crowd was surging, and it seemed that they were about to disperse. Just as the child was about to pout and cry, he was gently lifted by a pair of hands, and he stood up firmly.

The little girl stopped crying and looked at the woman who picked her up with wide eyes.

She was wearing ordinary linen clothes, her skin was almost transparent white, her eyes were light blue, coldly combed, with an expressionless face, she looked like a fairy in a portrait without emotion.

"Sister, are you a foreigner?" The little girl was obviously a little scared, but she couldn't help but blinked her big eyes and asked curiously.

The woman looked at her for a while, the little girl was very pretty, like a doll, with black eyes like black grapes.

Han Zhuo raised the corners of his lips suddenly and smiled.

The little girl was hit by her smile and froze there.

The child's mother hurried back to look for it at this time, and when she saw the child running over, she thanked her earnestly.

Han Zhuo patted the little girl's head, the smile quickly dissipated before reaching his eyes, leaving a emptiness, turned and left.

In fact, it didn’t take long, but it seems that it has been a long time, so long that even if you see a child who looks like you when you were a child, something called memory will arise.Her heart, which she thought would not hurt for a long time, was strangled with spikes, and she couldn't breathe due to the pain.

She thought she would never feel pain again.

Xu's house in the eastern suburbs.

It's actually hard to find because no one knows about this place.

After Han Zhuo searched for a day without any results, he went back to the Han residence and looked through the dusty notes, only to understand how to enter.

Unexpectedly, when they reached the door, they were stopped and not allowed to enter.

"The Xu family is holding a wedding today, and the guests are all relatives and friends. If you don't have an invitation, please go back."

Han Zhuo wanted to ask about some happy event, but he really didn't want to talk, so he nodded but didn't leave. He found a tree at the door and sat down for a whole day.

In the evening, there was a lot of noise coming from the courtyard, Han Zhuo opened his closed eyes and looked into the courtyard gate.

I don't know where the little girl is buried. If she is buried in this yard, she is very lively, and she must be very happy at this time.If it is buried far away, I am afraid that it will be lonely and lonely, and I don't know if it will be cold.

She was staring blankly, when she suddenly felt something touching her feet, and she looked down in surprise.

is a child.

A very small, pink and jade-carved child, wearing beautiful little clothes, and the little light pink socks on his feet looked a little dirty, as if he had crawled a long way alone.There is a long life lock on the neck, and there are small gold bells on the wrists. At first glance, it looks like a little doll from a wealthy family.

The child lay quietly on the ground like this, looking up at Han Zhuo with difficulty.Han Zhuo was stunned for a long time when he saw her appearance clearly.

In her life, she had really seen only two children of this size.But this one looks almost exactly the same as that one.

Maybe that's what children of this size look like?

Han Zhuo looked at the little baby in a daze. The little baby was not afraid of her at all. He hugged her calf and began to climb up her leg.

... This look of being unguarded against strangers and only knowing to work hard is more like it.

Han Zhuo just let the little doll crawl up and down, and didn't let go until she supported her knees to stand upright. She pushed her short legs up and fell forward slowly, her little face directly burrowed into Han Zhuo's body. Her abdomen, waving her fleshy short arms and continuing to climb up, Han Zhuo had to reach out to support her chubby little butt, and finally the little doll finally arrived at the destination - hugging Han Zhuo's neck, sitting on her happy twisting hands.

Several people rushed out from the gate of the courtyard: "Look for it quickly, it's not as simple as being fired if you lose it this time!"

Before the few people scattered and left, they saw the woman sitting under the tree...the little doll in her arms.

"Human traffickers are so courageous, dare to come to Xu's house to steal children!!"

Han Zhuo looked at the child in his arms, then at the security guards in front of him, and handed the child to them naturally with both hands.

The security guards were taken aback, the kid who stole the child was too cooperative, he sat and waited at the door, and returned the child without saying a word.In short, it is important to send this little ancestor back as soon as possible. This person will be sent to the police station later.

Unexpectedly, before the child was picked up, the child himself was unwilling. He stared at the short legs and opened his mouth, crying and howling. Poor and miserable.

Han Zhuo was stunned, the appearance of dropping the golden beans was exactly the same, and he specially smashed them into her heart, each one making a sound.

So the security guard saw the strange woman in front of her without saying a word, and hugged the child into her arms again. The child stopped crying immediately, but he was still unhappy, sobbing and hugging the woman without letting go.

In this way, Han Zhuo was brought into the gate of Xu's family together with the child.

A large courtyard with five entrances and five exits, overlapping five-element arrays and barriers.If the child can crawl out from here, it is also her ability.

The Xu family is probably one of the few old man families that guard the dragon veins of the capital. Standing above all the families of strange men and women, they are very capable and can call the wind and rain in the capital.Han Zhuo only knew from the old man that there were such people guarding the four corners of the capital, but he didn't know the exact names, how many people there were in the family, how many acres of land they had, and what they usually did to support the family.

She came here to recuperate when she was in a coma, but she didn't remember it at all.In this way, when she was in a coma, she and Tang Ling might have had such a brief closeness.

Maybe at that time, Tang Ling was still alive.

Han Zhuo paused, and the security guard turned around and asked impatiently, "What's wrong?"

She shook her head, took a breath, and continued to follow.Only the little child who was still in her arms stretched out her dirty hands to wipe away the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Han Zhuo Gujing Wubo looked at the child and smiled at her.

A group of people walked through the courtyards that were stacked on top of each other, and came to the two-story spacious main hall.Some well-dressed guests were chatting there, and when Han Zhuo came in with the child in his arms, the old man sitting among them rushed forward.

"Oh, my baby! Why did you run out again, oh, oh, you scared grandpa to death, let grandpa kiss..."

The little baby was hugged by the old man, and he stopped losing his temper, and smiled at the old man, coaxing the old man to be very happy.

After coaxing the old man, he still hasn't forgotten about Han Zhuo, twisting his body vigorously and saying to Han Zhuo, "Yi Yi Ya Ya"

Han Zhuo: ...

Only then did the old man see Han Zhuo who was standing there. Just as the security guard was about to speak, the old man waved his hand: "It's okay, let's go."

The security guard breathed a sigh of relief, his job was saved anyway.The ancestor's little baby bump is really powerful, and there are many barriers in the family that can't stop him. He slips away whenever he says, and he doesn't know who he looks like.

"What's the matter with you?" the old man looked at her calmly and asked.

Han Zhuo opened his mouth. She hadn't spoken for a long time and was not used to speaking. She took out a piece of paper from the cloth bag tied around her waist and handed it to the old man.

The old man unfolded it, only glanced at it, then closed it no longer.

"Dead, the knife touched the aorta, it can't be saved. Didn't your family tell you?"

The guests looked curiously at the woman standing under the main seat, talking to the old man.

Han Zhuo's eyes dimmed, and he took out another piece of paper and handed it over, but the old man didn't accept it.

"Just talk if you have something to do, and I didn't cure you into dumbness."

Han Zhuo tried hard to swallow a few times, opened his mouth, and uttered a word with difficulty:

"grave……"

"There is no grave. She has no origin. When she came from heaven and earth, she returned to heaven and earth. The ashes are scattered in the back mountain. You can go and see for yourself."

Han Zhuo stood there in a daze, like a puppet whose last trace of soul was emptied in an instant, unable to move any more.

"Don't believe me?" The old man opened a nearby cabinet and found an object: "This doesn't belong to her, it belongs to you, right? Return it to its original owner."

Han Zhuo stared at the string of beads in the old man's hand, did not reach out to pick it up, but slowly covered his heart.

Something in the body is broken, gone, and never filling again.

She thought that God might give her a chance to find her soul beside her grave, bring it with her and nourish it slowly, and grow fatter, so that she can talk to each other every day, or take it out for a stroll, Or more directly, he also becomes a wisp of soul.

She struggled to live in the world, because she was afraid that if she turned into a soul casually, she would not be found. As a spirit body, she has no ability, and she is afraid of losing her memory. If she is completely lost or forgotten, then she will die. It just doesn't make sense.

The only extravagant hope left in her was that she could see her again, even if it was a wandering soul.

Now I know that extravagant expectations are just extravagant hopes.

"Oh!" Someone among the guests exclaimed.

The woman with an unbelievably white complexion spurted out a stream of blood, and then fell to the ground casually like a rag, motionless.

The old man's complexion changed slightly, and this energy fluctuated...

He used his own body as a Gu before, which was a repaired body, but he did not expect his power to soar in such a short period of time, he had never seen such arrogant spiritual power in his life.

Such a genius, but because of the huge psychological pain, she gradually entered the state of near death, her spiritual power has no owner, and it is very unstable. If she doesn't control it, her death will be accelerated directly.

To save or not to save?The old man narrowed his eyes.

Lying on the ground, Han Zhuo heard the child crying loudly. The crying sound was very miserable. She looked at the roof blankly, somehow recalled her childhood, and muttered:

"Doudou...don't cry...be good..."

Her vision gradually blurred, and she seemed to vaguely see a young woman looking at her in front of her.

"Dou...dou..." Han Zhuo smiled, and stretched out his hand vigorously, trying to grab the person in front of him.

The next moment, she fell into darkness.

Han Zhuo had a dream, crawling around on her body, his newly erupted baby teeth biting her hard, it didn't hurt, but it was very itchy.Han Zhuo smiled and touched her round head, looking at her big black eyes.

"Why are you so small?" She said, "No, you should be bigger. I can't handle something so small."

Sensing that the child seemed to be upset, he quickly grabbed her chubby little arm again: "It's okay, just be smaller, I'll raise you up."

"As long as you don't leave me again."

In the dream, Han Zhuo finally brought up the little girl, and in the forest, her girl became like a goblin, wrapping her arms around her neck to seduce her.

Han Zhuo: "Put on your clothes quickly, don't freeze."

She was pushed unhappily by the grown-up goblin.The dream was interrupted, Han Zhuo opened his eyes and saw the wooden roof.

"Wake up? Just leave when you wake up, wasting my medicine."

A white corner of the clothes passed by the corner of his eyes, Han Zhuo lowered his head slightly, and saw the little doll sleeping soundly on her body.

She really didn't have much strength, so she stretched out her hand and gently touched the soft top of the little doll's hair.

"I warn you, if you commit suicide again, you will be a coward."

Han Zhuo laughed, she was never strong.In the past, she was strong for the sake of her family, and later for Tang Ling. Now, she has no reason to be strong.

"If you want to die, don't die here."

After Han Zhuo put on his clothes, he went to the back mountain alone, before and after the house, and before and after the mountain. He used the soul-chasing technique once, but he found a lot of soul fragments, but none of them were her.

That child seemed to be dependent on her, he grabbed her neck tightly and did not let go, accompanied her all over the front and back of the mountain, sitting at the foot of the mountain sweating profusely, looking at the sky in embarrassment.

"Your family is so precious to you, why are you willing to go with me for so long?"

Han Zhuo asked, children don't understand, they just rub her neck affectionately.

Han Zhuo sighed, stood up and moved his stiff legs, the child grabbed her neck and lay on her back, was supported by her to sit on his neck, two chubby hands pressed her head, and Grab her ears.

"Wow!" the child said in a childish voice.

Han Zhuo went back to the front hall to find the old man.

"The old ancestor doesn't see any guests at this time, and he will only come out during the banquet at night."

Han Zhuo nodded expressionlessly, but he was thinking in his heart, why does this family hold banquets every day.But it has nothing to do with her anyway.

She didn't expect that the banquet at night was so much more grand than the previous day's.

In the evening, luxury cars gathered at the gate of the house, and handsome men and beautiful women entered the gate of Xu's house.Han Zhuo sat with a little doll on his head, and sat under a tree in the distance with his arms crossed, watching these dignified people come and go.

"Why is the man over there sitting under the tree? With a child?"

"Looking at the fluctuation of spiritual power, this woman is a peerless master, do you know her?"

"I don't know, there are many capable people and strange people today, maybe this master has unique preferences."

Hearing that the dinner party in the hall seemed to have officially started, Han Zhuo held the little baby in his arms and looked at her carefully for a while.

"You really do."

The little doll opened its mouth, and the small teeth that have just grown are so cute.With gentle eyes, Han Zhuo hugged the child tightly, and took a deep breath of the milky scent on her body.

"It's time to return you, and you can't follow me all the time."

The little baby reached out to touch her eyes, and Han Zhuo suddenly burst into tears.

The reception in the living room has not officially started yet, handsome men and beautiful women in formal gowns are chatting with each other, and the old man is sitting in the main seat, his eyes are deep and he doesn't know what to think.

The woman sitting under the tree just now appeared at the door. She had an outstanding appearance, her eyes were cold and distant, and she looked more and more like an exile from the sky. It was unforgettable, and the guests all cast curious eyes.

"Isn't she holding the heart and soul of our ancestors?"

"It's that child, the great-great-granddaughter that our ancestor lost and found again. She was born with extraordinary talents, and my ancestor likes it so much. How can he be with this woman?"

Han Zhuo went straight to the chief seat, and hugged the child to the old man: "I've been bothering you for a long time, I should go."

The old man took the child with a smile, and looked at her with a straight face: "What are you going to do?"

Han Zhuo said: "If you can't die, you should become a monk and go to the place closest to the sky."

The old man didn't give half a good face, and waved his hands with a straight face.

Han Zhuo took one last look at the little doll. The child seemed to be aware of parting, staring at her with big black eyes, and stretched out his hand to babble for her to hug.

This well-behaved and coquettish appearance is also true, Han Zhuo smiled at the child, turned and left.

The child started to cry, and everyone present came forward to coax the child one after another, and some gave the child valuable gifts and jewelry as toys, but none of them were able to please the child.

Han Zhuo closed his eyes tightly, bid farewell to the past, and when he stepped out, he was born into the world. Regardless of the disturbances in the world, there is nothing in this world worth her nostalgia.

The hall was crowded and bustling, a voice with a smile brushed past her and drifted away:

"Why is the baby crying again? Didn't you just coax her yesterday?"

Han Zhuo could no longer step out.

He quickly opened his eyes, turned around, and hastily reached out to grab the person in front of him.

In the brightly lit living room, the guests around heard the sound and knew people, and they all greeted respectfully and warmly: "Miss Ling." Then they looked at the center of the living room curiously.

The woman with a dusty temperament stared wide-eyed in shock, the corners of her mouth trembled crazily, her veins were bulging while grabbing the man's hand, and she couldn't speak a word for a long time.

The woman whose wrist was grabbed by her was wearing a crimson tight evening dress, with a curvaceous curve, bright eyes and white teeth, and she was extremely glamorous.Looking at his tightly grasped wrist in surprise, he slowly raised his head, looked at the woman, and then burst into a smile. The small red mole under the corner of his eye was jumping and charming:

"็ Hello Who are you……?"

Tears burst out of Han Zhuo's eyes in an instant, rolling down and flowing like a river.

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The first book officially written in my life, thousands of words are merged into one sentence, thank you little cutie who never leaves.I hope my story can bring you happiness.The author's two female geese have lived a happy life without shame and shame. The author hopes that they will hug each other for three years and live happily ever after.I also wish all the little fairies and handsome guys, those who want to find a partner find a good partner who treats each other sincerely, and those who are dedicated to their careers will make more money and make progress. In short, happiness is the most important thing!

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!