Poor family mother and son

We traveled day and night and worked hard when we arrived. We didn't intend to be so nervous on our return journey.

After leaving the village, Chu Qing turned to the thousand acres of land he had bought. Over several mountains from here, he reached Xinlun Prefecture.

However, in this mountain, the bones of 48 brothers are buried.

Most of the guards following Chu Qing and Xiaobao were from the first two batches of brothers who joined the Chu family. They all knew how these 48 brothers were buried in the mountains.

The wind in the mountains was strong, and Chu Qing's hair was blown a little messy all the way into the mountains. The autumn wind in the north was really cold.

But when they reached the cemetery, the wind stopped.

Chu Qing dismounted here and cleaned up the place with his own hands.

In fact, there is no weeds on the ground. The brothers came here to clean it up a few days ago. There are only some dead branches and leaves blown by the wind.

In front of each tomb, there is a bottle of "Yuye Qiongjie", apples, roasted chicken and other offerings packed in red jars.

Last year, Xiaobao passed the national examination and came back to visit his brothers' graves. This year, Xiaobao came to visit them again.

"Brothers, our family now uses mortars, and our family has also made Molotov cocktails..." Xiaobao lay on the ground and murmured while looking at the blue sky. There were dozens of graves around him, and he was under those graves. 48 brothers.

Xiaobao was lying among the graves, as if he was still surrounded by his brothers as before: "Mortars can hit very far;

My mother put the gasoline into a bottle and used a cloth strip as a core. The fire was bigger than the fire caused by throwing a wine jar, and it couldn't be extinguished with water;
My mother sold my books all over the South, which shocked the students from the South to the point where they no longer dare to look down on the students from the North...

The children of Baijiaxing and Chu Yuan are now the adopted children of Duke Yongan. There are successors to our family...

Our family has erected another martyrs' monument in Yong'an Mansion, which you may think is strange. Wherever we erect a monument, our family will not be harmed by the 'eight winds'. This year, Yong'an Mansion has stopped, and there has not been a single disaster..."

Xiaobao rambled on, reporting the events of the past year to his brothers one by one. The grass did not shake, the trees did not shake, the insects did not sing, and the birds did not chirp. They seemed to be listening to the conversation between Xiaobao and his brothers——

“This Mid-Autumn Festival, not only are we back, but Grandpa Huang is also back. His health is getting worse and worse, and I am very worried;
It's a pity that Grandpa Lu didn't come back, but don't worry, Grandpa Lu has a strong body, but he's a little tanned. He said he likes the island's climate very much..."

When Xiaobao finished talking about everything, he sat up and asked: "Brothers, do you want to stay here, or go to Yong'an Mansion in the south with me?
If you want to stay, give me a north wind; if you want to go to Yong'an Mansion, give me a south wind, okay? "

Chu Qing, who was sitting not far away and burning paper money, suddenly felt a breeze blowing. It was slightly cool but gentle. It gently stroked the white hair on her temples and caused the flames in the brazier to tilt slightly.

Chu Qing looked at the direction in which the white hair was flying in front of the tip of her nose: north.

"Do you want to stay and protect the place where we get together?" Xiaobao said, "That's fine. Mother said at the beginning that we will be buried here in the future. If you don't want to bother, don't bother."

Chu Qing looked at Xiaobao in shock: The child is only 15 years old, is he already thinking about his death?
The damn world!

Can't delay any longer!
"There will be successors" and "Buried here", these words deeply hurt Chu Qing's heart.

No wonder Xiaobao always takes Chu Xinghai with him whenever he is at home; no wonder he runs to the island whenever he has time.

It turned out that even though Chu Qing now held the title of Duke of the country, Xiaobao still felt insecure. He didn't even believe that Emperor Daxuan could admit that he was on an equal footing with Chu Qing.

He is also working hard to cultivate the pillars of the Chu family, and he is also making plans for the future of the Chu family, but his plans are more pessimistic than Chu Qing's.

As a mother, she could not give her children enough sense of security, and Chu Qing felt powerless.

"What else can I do?" Chu Qing thought to himself: "What is there that has not restored calm? What is the standard? The trading contract of Voss Country has been signed. Could it be that Daxuan's contract has not arrived yet?" It is possible.

If Emperor Daxuan does not choose to enter into business cooperation with Chu Qing, then he is still sure to take everything of the Chu family as his own, and then the crisis of the Chu family will still exist.

If the Chu family wants to protect their own rights and interests, they must compete with the emperor, and the result... is likely to be "data anomaly"!
"Boss, golden eagle!" Chu Yuan pointed at the small black dot faintly visible in the sky and shouted, "I don't know which one it is?"

He only saw small black dots, but Gan Lai said with certainty: "It's 'Come'!"

After that, he blew the bone whistle, and the small black dot gradually became larger. When he saw its figure clearly, "Come" was already swooping down like a cannonball.

Gan Lai untied the mailbox from "Lai'a"'s feet and threw it to Chu Qing, then ran away after "Lai'a". They were going hunting, and the golden eagle had lost weight, so Gan Lai had to help it replenish its weight.

Chu Qing unfolded the note. It said that the imperial court had re-drafted the terms of cooperation. It was greatly changed from the draft contract Chu Qing had made before. Many purchase types were added and the payment method was also modified.

He asked Chu Qing to reconsider, and hinted to Chu Qing that the court's cooperation was long-term, and hoped that Chu Qing would make concessions.

The person sent this time is still Li Jin, and Chu Xinghai and Bai Jiaxing are negotiating with him. Chu Xinghai has a tough attitude, and Bai Jiaxing is just cooperating, so that Chu Qing can rest assured and don't be impatient.

Because Li Jin's attitude is not as firm as Chu Xinghai's, and he is not annoyed by a child negotiating with him, it can be seen that there is a lot of room for negotiation.

"Oh, our baby is not bad at all!" Chu Qing felt much better.

Xiaobao did not delay and stood up to say goodbye to the 48 graves: "Brothers, we have to go back. Let's talk next time."

Another gust of north wind blows, still gentle and seemingly nostalgic.

Everyone said goodbye to the brothers whose bones were buried here and went on their way.

This time Chu Qing changed his route and did not go directly over the mountains. The original plan was to go through the three states of Xinlun and return to Yong'an Prefecture by boat from Linyang Prefecture; now he changed his route to the southwest.

Because Chu Qing pointed to the new boots on his feet and said: "Hey, wear new shoes and walk on the old road!"

She thought that since she came back once, she would walk the same path she took when she first traveled through time and take another look at the scenery she had seen. What if she found any places that had not been "restored"?
Two hours later, Chu Qing was dumbfounded.

"Shouldn't there be a ruined temple here?" Chu Qing looked at a cornfield and said uncertainly.

Xiaobao looked around: "Mother, did you remember correctly?"

The changes are too great.

Twelve years ago, there should have been a ruined temple here, and Chu Qing and Xiaobao stayed here for a night.

It's just that over the years, Chu Qing has never walked this road again, whether he avoided it subconsciously or not.

Today, here is a harvested corn field, with only piles of corn stalks in the field.

He looked up and saw a row of wall-like things in the distance. Gan Lai had good eyesight and recognized it: "It's a cornhouse! There's a house over there!"

A group of people rushed towards the "corn house" over there: "Go and ask!"