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"Husband, where did your cat come from?"

When Zheng Xiu came back with a pitiful orange cat wagging its tail, Yue Linglong walked out of the hall with a face full of curiosity.

"I picked it up on the road."

Zheng Xiu frowned and replied absent-mindedly. He held up the orange cat and looked left and right, no matter how he looked, something was wrong.

"so cute."

Women always have no resistance to cute things, her eyes are shining, she doesn't dislike the filth on Orange Cat's body, and she just wants to come forward and hug her.

"It's cute."

Zheng Xiu agreed, using both hands to throw the orange cat high into the sky.

Yue Linglong's slightly rouged mouth opened into a round O-shape, jaw-dropping.

The orange cat danced and flew into the sky, turning into a tiny dot until it disappeared.

Yue Linglong secretly looked at her husband.

It turns out that my husband doesn't like small animals.

Yue Linglong ordered her servants to make a pot of hot tea, and when the tea set was set on the stone table in the courtyard, the melodious and sad cry of the orange cat echoed from the sky.

"Orange cat, the orange cat has fallen!"

Zheng Xiu put down his teacup, walked to the center of the courtyard, aimed at where the orange cat landed, his shoulders sank, and the orange cat fell into his arms.

I don't know what happened to the orange cat when it was flying high in the sky. All the fur on its body was turned to one side, neatly, and the snot and tears on its face swirled in the hair on its face.

"Really gone?"

Zheng Xiu looked disappointed at the frightened look of the orange cat.But after thinking about it, the orange cat used to be like a "living signal receiver", receiving a signal from a certain dark creature.Now that the world line has shifted, this orange cat has turned back into an ordinary cat, which seems not difficult to understand.

After a simple test, Zheng Xiu confirmed this, with a slight disappointment on his face.

After boiling a pot of hot water, Zheng Xiu took a bath for the orange cat. He rubbed the orange cat vigorously, and a layer of yellow mud was painted in the tub.

After washing and drying the hair, Zheng Xiu lifted the shocked orange cat and looked between his legs.

Well, the female one should be the same one.

"Meeting is fate, but it's a pity that you have become an ordinary little female cat."

The orange cat curled up beside Zheng Xiu and shivered. Zheng Xiu touched the orange cat's head, wondering if the orange cat could understand at this moment, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, for the sake of the past, I won't treat you badly." Yours, I will definitely find a male cat from the Western Regions with pure blood and strong body to serve you comfortably."

The orange cat's eyes widened, and its hair exploded.

"Meow!"

Which female cat doesn't like a strong male cat.

The orange cat looks very happy.

After being teased by Zheng Xiu, the orange cat was not afraid of Zheng Xiu, and squatted on Zheng Xiu's head obediently, steadily.

The orange cat on top of his head walked around Zheng's house a few times, and the whole Zheng's family soon knew that the young master raised a cat on a whim.

……

Not long after, Qing Shisan took Zheng Xiu's list and inquired about the people on the list. He returned to Zheng Xiu with the news.

Zheng Xiu looked at the list silently, feeling extremely heavy for a moment.

After all, Qing Shisan was not omnipotent, and many people were marked as "unknown" by Qing Shisan.

In a part, Qing Shisan is marked as "dead".

For example:

Xi'er, who was once the first maid of the Zheng family, is missing;

Yan Jiji, once the number one craftsman, died of a landslide while repairing the imperial mausoleum;
Chef He, offended the prime minister's son because of a dish that was not to his liking, and was executed by all the families for strange crimes;
Jing Xuemei, who was forced by the Jing family to marry Yuwen's stepson, committed suicide by hanging at home half a year ago;

Zheng Erniang, there is no such person;

Jiang Gaoyi, former governor of Yanzhou, died in prison;

Monk, whose whereabouts are unknown;
The strange people and strangers who once attached to the Zheng family and lived and worked in peace and contentment are either missing or have not died well.

……

Zheng Xiu expressionlessly tore up the news that Qing Shisan brought back, threw it into the fire, and burned it to ashes.

The flames reflected on Zheng Xiu's face, and that handsome face became a little more ferocious and distorted.

……

The young master of the Zheng family raised a wild cat.

This incident soon spread to Chuntao's ears.

Chuntao understood, she cooked a pot of tonic soup for Zheng Xiu during lunch.

There are nourishing ingredients such as ginseng, young chicken, deer antler, sheep penis, wolfberry, angelica, and snow lotus.

"My mother is also someone who has been here before, so I know your thoughts." Chuntao spooned a big bowl full for Zheng Xiu, glanced at the faces of the blushing Yue Linglong and the bewildered Zheng Xiu, covering her mouth and smiling Said: "If you want to have children, you should make more, so that you can have more white and fat babies. Why put your mind on cats?"

"Ah...husband." Yue Linglong blew cold tonic soup for Zheng Xiu, motioning Zheng Xiu to open his mouth like coaxing a child.

Chuntao was still babbling on the sidelines: "Your father also drank my family's secret recipe before mother gave birth to you. Don't believe me, this soup is very effective."

Chicken soup into the belly, although there are many strange things in it, it is really sweet and warm.Zheng Xiu didn't want to distract his mother's thoughts, so he drank three big bowls, which made his whole body dry and hot.

"There's still some left, mother let your father taste some."

Chuntao took a look into the clay pot, there was still a lot left, so she packed some and sent it to Zheng Haoran.

That tonic soup does work.

That night, Zheng Xiu and Yue Linglong didn't fall asleep soundly until the middle of the night.

In the early morning of the next day, Zheng Haoran's long-lost laughter came from the yard.

The orange cat jumped on top of Zheng Xiu's head and lay down lazily.

Zheng Haoran was still wearing a simple gown. Compared to usual, he tied up his messy long hair and practiced boxing in the yard.Zheng Haoran's movements were very slow, one step at a time, giving Zheng Xiu a sense of sight of the elderly doing aerobics in the park.

"Father! You look good today!"

Zheng Xiu walked into the yard.

When Zheng Haoran saw the orange cat squatting on top of Zheng Xiu's head, he was shocked.

"You cat, where did you come from!"

Unexpectedly, Zheng Haoran reacted fiercely, he suddenly rushed to Zheng Xiu, grabbed Zheng Xiu's arm and stared at him and asked.

His eyes were bloodshot in an instant, and he was short of breath.

Zheng Haoran was not in good health before, and he had been resting in his room to recuperate from his illness. Zheng Xiu had no chance to talk to Zheng Haoran about what happened back then.

Now that Zheng Haoran has recovered a lot, Zheng Xiu thought for a while, smiled slightly, and slowly raised his fist towards Zheng Haoran.

Zheng Haoran was stunned for a moment, his old and muddy eyes were a little more lively.Seeing that the wrinkles on Zheng Haoran's face eased, he laughed loudly, stretched out his fist and touched Zheng Xiu once.It's just that the "fist bump" after 20 years did not make Zheng Haoran happy to mention the joy of father and son reunion. The wrinkles he had just eased became deeper in an instant, and his brows were tightened. Those thick eyebrows were like a dark cloud, covering Zheng Haoran's face An old face.

……

After a cup of tea.

The father and son sat across a coffee table, sitting in a state of tension.

"You mean..."

Zheng Haoran is really very human, the stories that Zheng Xiu told are like the Arabian Nights, anyone who listens to them will shout absurd, but Zheng Haoran didn't spend much time digesting Zheng Xiu's words and accepted the "world line shifting" " settings.

"In another world, Lao Tzu and your mother did pass away, and you, starting from nothing, made money from business, and gradually strengthened the Zheng family. In the end, by chance, you were appreciated by the emperor and became the Scarlet King."

"Because of your 'Inhuman Art', you were sent to the northern barbarians and met Lao Tzu's remnant soul in the wilderness. You punched Lao Tzu and returned to the ancient battlefield where Lao Tzu fought against the wolf king 20 years ago. .”

"There, you saved Lao Tzu and changed everything. Lao Tzu and your mother did not die, but survived."

Zheng Xiu sat across from Zheng Haoran, listening to Zheng Haoran's mouthful of "Lao Tzu", he felt something was wrong.But thinking about it, it seems that everything is right.In front of his son, didn't the father just call himself "Lao Tzu", that's quite normal.

"Yes."

Zheng Xiu nodded.

"wrong."

Zheng Haoran clenched his fists and stood up, pointing to the ground: "Here, stand here."

He curled his lips and asked Zheng Xiu to stand on the floor of the room.

Zheng Xiu was puzzled, but he obeyed obediently when Lao Tzu spoke.With an orange cat on top of his head, Zheng Xiu found himself facing the door behind him after he stood firm.

"Are you sure you saved Lao Tzu?"

The temperature in Zheng Haoran's voice dropped a little, Zheng Xiu looked at Zheng Haoran's face in surprise.After he came to this world, he had never seen Zheng Haoran showing such a stern expression towards him.Hearing this, Zheng Xiu didn't know what his father wanted to say for a while, so he just nodded blankly: "Isn't it?"

"No! No! No!" Zheng Haoran suddenly shook his head crazily, his long silver hair was disheveled, his face was a little bit crazy, and he was roaring and repeating, but it was a strange sentence: "No! That punch! It's not you! It's not you! Who is it? Who is it? You forgot? You can't remember? Why can't I remember it? For 20 years, I always thought it was my son who hasn't come yet '! I've been waiting! Waiting! Now, 'You're here'! You're here! But it's not you! It's not your fist! 20 years ago, who punched me and Laozi away? Why can't I remember! I can't remember! I only remember one punch!"

"A punch without hesitation!"

"A punch of reluctance!"

"Whose!"

"It's not you!"

"It's not that bald man either!"

"20 years ago, there was another person!"

"you forgot!"

"I forgot too!"

Zheng Haoran looked like a madman, and punched Zheng Xiu with a fist.

His fists always carry some kind of magical power, and Zheng Xiu subconsciously raises his fist to catch it.

next moment.

One person and one cat were punched out of the room by Zheng Haoran.

boom!
Sawdust flew, and the aftermath of the punch instantly shattered the porcelain in the room.Zheng Haoran's punch left the tidy room devastated.

Zheng Xiu's back made a deep gully on the hard ground, and his back was scorchingly painful.

After Zheng Haoran smashed Zheng Xiu and the innocent cat into the air with one punch, his expression calmed down a little.He walked out of the room step by step, the white-haired him, at this moment, seemed to return to the past, and became the vigorous and invincible General Zheng again.

Zheng Haoran looked down at Zheng Xiu condescendingly, and said in a cold tone:
"You thought you saved me."

"But in fact, it's not like that."

"You just 'escaped' here!"

Zheng Haoran unreservedly released his doubts and anger in front of Zheng Xiu for 20 years.

Zheng Haoran knew very well that he should have died there.

He made up his mind.

He knew that if he lived, his son's original trajectory would change.

But he survived.

The point is, he forgot who rescued him from there.

That feeling, as if something had erased a person's trace of existence.

Everything has changed.

Zheng Haoran didn't remember who that person was.

He only knew that that person was very important to his son.

For the sake of his son, "that person" spared no effort to save his life.

He forgot about that person, about that thing.

The only trace left by "that person" in the world is the feeling of that punch.

So after Zheng Haoran returned from the battlefield alive, he was sought after and praised by the world, but he didn't have any pride in his heart.

He vaguely realized that he was able to come back from there alive because someone gave up "his" life.

For Zheng Haoran, human memory can be forgotten, traces of human existence can be erased, but the feeling left by fists cannot be wrong.

"What do you know!" Facing Zheng Haoran's unreasonable anger, Zheng Xiu was also angry.After he reunited with Zheng Haoran and his son, the father and son had no real conversation or contact.The paternal love that Zheng Xiu longed for, at this moment, is only left with a heavy fist, hitting him hard in the face.

Zheng Xiu reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and left the cat aside.

He rushed forward and wrestled with Dad.

dong dong dong dong!

Zheng Haoran's fist hit Zheng Xiu's chest fiercely.

Zheng Xiu was not polite, but also returned his fist.

At this moment, the father and son completely lost the demeanor of a general. They fought in the yard, and the smoke and dust billowed.

"What's so great about being my father? I just wanted to save you, what did I do wrong?!"

"Wrong! Big mistake! Fuck your mother! I told you 20 years ago that I deserved to live and die. I let you save me! I let you save me! I let you save me!" " Zheng Haoran scolded, and punched harder.

"You are my father!"

"Bah! I don't have that much ability! Be your father! Your father died long ago!"

"You cursed yourself like that?"

"Go back to me! Go back to your place!"

The fight between the father and son was so loud that it soon alarmed the rest of the Zheng residence.

When the wives of the father and son, Chuntao and Yue Linglong, came here one after another, they couldn't help being dumbfounded and shocked when they saw the collapsed courtyard wall and the fallen tree.For thousands of years, father and son fights have never happened, but they fought so hard and fiercely, it could even be said that they fought to death, and this was the first time the two of them saw each other.

Yue Linglong was about to step forward to dissuade her, but Chuntao grabbed her abruptly.Yue Linglong looked back puzzled, Chuntao shook her head lightly, and said with a smile: "Sometimes men are like this."

"Huh?" Yue Linglong was taken aback when she heard the words.

"Men have some things that they can't speak clearly with their mouths. If they don't understand the words, there will always be many misunderstandings. The child's father is this kind of person. He can't speak well when he has something to say, and he will show his fists at every turn." As soon as Chun Tao finished speaking, the father and son in the yard The two wrestled for a while, smashed another wall, and hit the next yard.

Yue Linglong was stunned.She worried that if the fight continued, both of them would become widows.

Chuntao was not worried, her eyes were hazy, recalling the memory of sneaking into Zheng's house for the first time, being attacked by Zheng Haoran, and being caught on the spot, she couldn't help but rubbed her eyes: "It's ridiculous to say, your mother, my first time I fell in love with the child's father, but I was punched by him and subdued by the hammer."

"..."

The father and son fought for an hour.

after a long time.

In the ruins of Zheng's house, the ground was in a mess, and the father and son lay panting among the ruined walls.

Zheng Xiu's clothes had already been beaten into tattered rags and hung on his body, fist marks were left on his chest, and his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were all bloody.

But after fighting with his father, his expression at the moment was unusually calm, and he was completely relieved after venting.

On the other hand, Zheng Haoran had a bruised nose and a swollen face——Zheng Xiu was afraid of being hit in the chest or something, so he greeted Zheng Haoran's face.

Zheng Haoran lay on his back, took a few breaths, and shouted to his son who was also lying not far away: "Understood?"

Zheng Xiu got up, picked up the shivering orange cat from the grass beside him, and placed it on top of his head. He looked back at his father and nodded: "I understand."

"Tell me, what do you understand?"

"I forgot one thing, a very important thing." After a little hesitation, Zheng Xiu added in a low voice: "Or, alone."

Zheng Haoran looked up to the sky with a long smile: "Then go! If you are my son, if you lose it, then go find it!"

"it is good!"

Zheng Xiu waved at Chaoqing Thirteen.

A puff of smoke rolled behind Zheng Xiu and followed him silently.

After Zheng Xiu left.

Yue Linglong gritted her teeth and chased after her.

Chuntao squatted in front of Zheng Haoran, touched the swelling and bruises on Zheng Haoran's face, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "My son's hands are quite dark."

Zheng Haoran grabbed Chuntao's hand, he was finally willing to cry out the pain as soon as his son left, and groaned in his mouth.

"Peach."

Zheng Haoran seemed to be a different person, rolling his tongue and calling Chuntao's nickname.

With wet eyes, Chuntao raised Zheng Haoran, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, and combed Zheng Haoran's white hair carefully, letting out a high-pitched hum from her nasal cavity.

"Ok?"

"Over the past 20 years, I have suffered for you."

"Ah."

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