Chapter 1841: : The last filial piety

Li Nanfang has been with his mother since the rainy night he was born.
Not a biological mother is better than a biological mother.
To put it bluntly, if Li Nanfang was smashed into ashes, her mother could also find her south.
Now, Li Nanfang came straight out of the room, rushed out like lightning, and disappeared into the night.
In just a moment of effort, the mother could see clearly.
But the old man told her that it was not her south.
What's this?
Open your eyes and talk nonsense, you didn't do that.
But the mother, with great trust in her wife who has been with her for decades, swallowed all the words and sounds she wanted to make back into her stomach.
I watched the old man rush out of the hospital door, and then turned back, hiding the door.
"Xiaoqiao, don't say anything, we didn't see anything. You go back and rest, I'll be waiting here tonight."
The old man lowered his voice and said this sentence.
The mother nodded, took out a thick blanket, wrapped it gently around the old man, and went back to the house without saying anything.
It felt like nothing happened.
Li Nanfang, who rushed out inexplicably just now, was just a small snowflake blown away by the cold wind.
It's just that this little snowflake was slightly hit, which attracted a lot of attention.
Xue Xinghan was on Li Nanfang's side, helping out most of the night, and finally settled in Yue Zitong.
As soon as he returned to his home and turned around to close the door, he saw Li Nanfang who looked like a ghost and flashed past the door.
The mother-in-law of the Xue family was taken aback for a while, she was about to catch up with Li Nanfang's ear, and asked the kid what he wanted to do in the middle of the night.
Who knows, didn't wait for her to take a step.
Lao Xie appeared suddenly and held her hand.
"Li Nanfang is sleepwalking, don't disturb him. If that magic dragon jumps out, we can't stop it."
Thanks for the hurt, it is definitely more straightforward than the old man said.
Li Nanfang's appearance was obviously controlled by the magic dragon.
At this moment, Li Nanfang was sleeping, and it must be a black dragon walking in the snow.
If someone rushes over at this time, stand in front of him.
According to Heilong's temper, it is impossible for this matter to calm down without killing or hurting a few people.
The mother-in-law of Xue's family is carefree, but not stupid in her mind.
She wouldn't, in order to brush up on her sense of existence, she would take all her life into it.
However, it is always possible to satisfy curiosity.
"Should we follow along and see?"
Xue Xinghan asked in a low voice.
Xie Qingshang immediately shook his head, and stepped forward to lock the courtyard door.
"Don’t be a joke. Two days ago, it was not just the news that Li Nanfang didn’t remember what happened in the Valley of Flames. Let’s watch it carefully. Maybe he returned to 800, he might remember some key points. The matter. That magic dragon took him around so late, it must have something to do with the Valley of Flames. What's the result, tomorrow will naturally see the difference."
Xie Qingshang was talking, holding Xue Xinghan's hand, and walking back.
Thinking about this mother-in-law of the Xue family, she was also a fearless master when she was young. She must figure out what weird things happened.
But now facing Lao Xie's advice, she also healed the curiosity in her heart.
Gently tapped his finger on Lao Xie's head, and said with a smile, "As much as you know."
"Where and where, the wife and talent are the most talented women in the world with all the present."
Xie Qingshang's very witty patted the horse, causing Xue Xinghan to laugh again and again. A pair of dogs, coughing and coughing, a couple of men and women assume that nothing has happened, and do what they should do.
Eight hundred nights were extremely quiet.
For all the villagers with high martial arts skills in the village, a little bit of trouble can arouse everyone's vigilance.
Li Nanfang, who looks like a ghost, moves fast, but makes no secret of his footsteps.
Almost everyone can perceive the movement outside, but after being alert, everyone closes their eyes, pretends that nothing happened, and continues to sleep with their heads covered.
However, if an outsider comes, he steps on the little black dog bump and asks "Where is Li Nanfang?"
The knot can scream twice in the direction of Emperor Valley.
This is true for dogs, let alone human beings.
Everyone knows that a guy entered the Valley of the Kings in this snowy night.
Li Nanfang, who was unconscious, entered the Valley of the Kings unimpeded without being blocked by any ought to.
There was a small wooden house that had been built for less than a year.
Yang Tiantian, who had been resting a long time ago, suddenly stood up straight, barely walked a few feet forward, came to the door, and knelt on her knees.
"The concubine welcomes your majesty."
A very short sentence, but Yang Tiantian said it very slowly.
It's like the muttering of a sleeping person, and it's like the muttering of a trance.
In short, Yang Tiantian kept her eyes closed, but she clearly saw a man wearing a dragon robe and a majestic figure coming to her in strides.
More than six months ago, this man would appear in her dreams at midnight every day.
For two full months, she was always in the illusion of nostalgia.
Until she finally figured out the identity of the person, she finally knew that he was Yang Guang.
She didn't know where the courage came from, and she reprimanded the imposing emperor, and she ended the really absurd dream.
But today, there is no sign.
He is here again.
The action is still so rough, the behavior is still so brutal.
Just from the beginning, she couldn't help but tactfully whisper.
Yang Tiantian's dead ghost husband died young. For the past two decades, he has been suppressing himself, even when he first met Yang Guang in his dream, he suppressed himself.
It wasn't until later that she thought she was spying on the secrets of the Imperial Valley privately, and she finally let go of her life soon.
With all his best efforts, Yang Guang couldn't stand it, and all the time he fleeed.
The woman who finally let go, did not wait for real satisfaction, and once again kept the empty room alone.
After another long depression, it was released again.
That kind of true feelings must be moved by ghosts and gods.
The imperial tower in the Valley of the Kings, with nine-story towers, thirty-six golden lings, and no wind.
It's like to greet the return of the emperor, and put together a tune and song.
Yang Tiantian slowly opened her eyes when the moonlight gradually dwindled and the meaning of "Eastern Skyrim" appeared white.
There was no one by the pillow, and it really was that kind of spring dream.
But why is there such a strange smell that permeates the air and lasts for a long time?
Li Nanfang woke up.
The white rice porridge that came out of the kitchen room sounded, causing him to growl in his intestines. It was definitely a model of waking up from starvation.
Think about it. Yesterday, there was a table that had been good for a long time. Before half of the food was eaten, Aunt Yue kicked it over.
Li Nanfang is only half full, so it's strange that he is not hungry.
But why do I feel sore in my muscles when I get up on the bed, so I can't get any strength at all?
Isn't it possible to get hungry and collapse after half a meal?
He sat on the bed, shook his head and thought for a while before remembering vaguely, it seemed that he had a dream last night.
Dreaming of being with Yue Zitong has accomplished something that he failed to accomplish several times.
But the woman in the dream is not like Yue Zitong.
Who would it be?
who?
Li Nanfang had a headache.
About to give up this meaningless thinking, a cry that made him even more troublesome, came out of the other bedroom.
"mom!"
Yue Zitong's heart-piercing voice shocked Li Nanfang's brows, and the blood vessels all over his body were swelling.
At the moment, there is no hesitation.
Turned over and got out of bed and went straight to Aunt Yue's room.
Fortunately, the situation is not as bad as imagined.
Aunt Yue lay down in her mother's arms, crying, but she didn't do anything extremely unwise like yesterday.
This Xue family's mother-in-law's medical skills are really amazing.
Speaking of calming the nerves, it's for calming the nerves.
Li Nanfang stood at the door, admiring Xue Xinghan's medical skills in his heart.
Unexpectedly, the dirty big feet suddenly kicked him on his and directly kicked him on the bed in a dog-gnawing manner.
"Smelly boy, do you have any conscience. Such a good mother-in-law killed you and still looks so pleased. I'll kill you something that is not useful!"
The only one who can swear so much that Li Nanfang can't get up when he hits him, let alone fight back is the old man.
Li Nanfang knew that every time he went back eight hundred, he must have suffered an abuse by the old man.
It's just that in the past, the old man dared not let his mother see the slightest scar on his body. Why did he dare to do it directly in front of his mother?
Holding his head, he resisted the old man's fist that could kill the blind bear.
Li Nanfang peeked at the face of his mother.
She actually found her mother hugging Aunt Yue tightly and comforting her in a low voice, without even looking at him being beaten here.
Li Nanfang finally understood.
This is because his mother thinks that he should be beaten, it proves that his mother-in-law's death really happened because of him.
He can only be punished honestly for committing such a big mistake.
He was beaten to death by the old man until Xie Qingshang and his wife arrived, and he was not beaten to death.
There are more people.
Yue Zitong also returned to his normal state.
If more than a year ago, when she was just the president of the small Kaihuang Group, facing the death of the only relative in her life, she would definitely not be able to withstand such a huge blow, and she would never recover.
But it's different now.
She is the Patriarch of the Yue family, and reality cannot tolerate her depression.
Moreover, the higher a person's status, the more unfeeling. This sentence is really not a casual comment.
"I want to go to the Valley of the Kings and pay homage to my mother. Don't worry, I will not do stupid things, nor will I violate the 800 rules. I just want to do a little bit of filial piety before my mother's tombstone."
Yue Zitong, who had completely stabilized his emotions, spoke again, without any emotion in his tone.
However, everyone present gave a sigh of relief.
Without emotion, it means that Yue Zitong has maintained his sense.
As long as she is clear-headed, then the things that people worry most will not happen.
"Smelly boy, don't pretend to be dead here, go and prepare for your mother-in-law, prepare some food and clothing!"
The old man kicked Li Nanfang's again.
The original words were meant to prepare some paper money, but when I remembered that Yang Tiantian was not really dead, he changed his words.
Li Nanfang did not dare to delay and rushed out the door as quickly as possible.
Eight hundred itself is the existence of guarding the tomb of the emperor, and it lacks everything, but it must not lack the cost of food and clothing for the dead.
Li Nanfang completed everything as quickly as possible. Accompanied by the village chief, old man, old Xie and others, he took Yue Zitong's hand and came to the valley of the valley of the kings.
Just like all children, parents who go for peace do.
Yue Zitong cried bitterly for a long while in front of the Valley of the Kings, and then asked the village head for help to build a simple mourning hall in Yang Tiantian's former residence.
Shou filial piety for three days.
This is what Yue Zitong said, to do his last filial piety.
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