Zhou Fan suddenly spoke. Everyone put down their bowls of soup and looked at him with puzzled eyes. On such an occasion, drinking soup while others were talking was indeed a very impolite behavior.
The Fang family was very polite!
Zhou Fan's face was slightly red, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat due to nervousness. Of course, it could also be because of the smoke from the soup pot in front of him. His legs, which were placed under the table, were trembling slightly. His stomach secreted a large amount of saliva, and then he quietly swallowed it, mouthful by mouthful.
He was a little evasive, not daring to look at anyone's eyes. But he soon realized that this kind of evasive behavior was actually a kind of guilty conscience, so he quickly raised his head.
Fang Huwei looked at Zhou Fan with a smile and said, "Don't be nervous. We're all family, so what can't we say? Children's words carry no harm. In front of me, you're all a group of children. Even if you scold an old man like me tonight, I won't get angry with you … At most, I'll be taught a lesson by my disciples and be done with it. Do you think I'll become enemies? "
Zhou Fan smiled awkwardly, looked at Fang Huwei and said, "I have a few words to say … I want to toast you first, Dad."
Everyone laughed. Fang Yixing looked at Zhou Fan and said, "I thought it was something serious. If you want to toast, we won't stop you … But I've already told the old man during dinner that he can only drink three glasses tonight. After three glasses, he's not allowed to drink anymore. He's already clinked glasses with everyone, so if you want to toast him, this will be the second glass. But I can't guarantee whether the old man will drink it or not. "
Zhou Fan raised the glass in front of him, looked at Fang Huwei and said, "Dad, I want to apologize to you. All these years, I've done a lot of bad things … You handed Yi Yan to me, but I've always let her suffer. Especially in recent years, because I've made some small achievements at work, I feel that I'm unbeatable and look down on everyone. "
"The last few times Yi Yan came back to see you, I pushed her away with the reason that I'm busy with work. I'm really busy with work … But if I really want to take a leave, I can find time to come. I just think … "
"Do you think our Fang family is too poor and Swallow Dock is too remote?" Fang Huwei asked directly.
Zhou Fan felt even more ashamed and said, "Yes. I always felt that Swallow Dock was too remote, and the people here … always had a straight back, and they walked with vigor, as if they were more powerful than anyone else. I feel very uncomfortable in my heart … "
Zhou Fan gulped down the wine in his cup and said, "I know I was wrong. No matter how remote Swallow Dock was, it was still the hometown of Yi Jing. No matter what, the Fang Clan is still my family … I shouldn't have come here with an attitude of showing off and pride. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been hit on the head again and again … "
Fang Huwei touched his big bald head, looked at the juniors present and asked, "Do you think I should drink Zhou Fan's toast?"
"We should drink." Fang Mengying and Fang Mengxiang shouted. Children loved to join in on the fun.
"You should drink," Fang Yixing said.
"Dad, give Zhou Fan a chance." Fang Yijing said with red eyes, "Since he made it clear, it means he's sincerely apologizing."
Fang Huwei nodded, then tilted his head back and gulped down the wine in his cup.
Fang Huwei put down the empty cup and said to Zhou Fan, "I've been waiting for this cup of wine for too many years."
"Dad, I'm sorry." Zhou Fan's eyes were red. "I've let you … down."
"Indeed," Fang Huwei said with a smile. "Now that you're able to say these words and toast me … it proves that Fang Yijing didn't choose the wrong person, and I, Fang Huwei, wasn't blind to marry my daughter to you."
"…"
Zhou Fan poured himself another cup of wine, then looked at Fang Yan and said, "Fang Yan, I want to toast you with this cup of wine …"
Fang Yan smiled and said, "Regardless of age or seniority, it's not my turn, right?"
"Fang Yan, I must toast you with this cup of wine," Zhou Fan said with a firm tone. "There's been some conflict between us, and I know you've always been very dissatisfied with me as your uncle …"
Fang Yan nodded seriously and said, "Sometimes I've thought about not being your uncle …"
"You know a lot of things in your heart. But for the sake of your aunt and the harmony of the family, you pretend that nothing happened. This time, I also came with hostility … I didn't want to come at first, but Yijing insisted. In order to go back to her hometown for the Spring Festival this year, she insisted with me for more than half a year … Thank you, thank you for tolerating me, thank you for accepting me. Fang Yan, let bygones be bygones. I'll toast you with this cup of wine. "
Zhou Fan's tone was sincere, and his eyes were sincere. Moreover, he was Fang Yan's elder. Since an elder took the initiative to apologize to a younger person, Fang Yan couldn't pretend to be cold no matter what. He picked up the cup in front of him and clinked it with Zhou Fan, then said with a smile, "Uncle, you're too serious. I've always had hope in you … I think you can still be saved."
"…"
Lu Wan scolded, "Fang Yan, how can you talk to your uncle like that?"
Fang Yan and Zhou Fan drank up the white wine in their cups at the same time, and Zhou Fan poured himself a third cup of wine.
Fang Huwei looked at Zhou Fan and said, "If there's anything good, you should say it slowly. If there's any good wine, you should drink it slowly … You said all the good words in one breath and drank all the good wine. Do you still want to talk? Do you still want to drink? Put the cup down and drink some soup to moisten your intestines first. "
Fang Yijing also persuaded him and said, "Old Zhou, take a rest first … Everyone understands your intention. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Zhou Mingli came over to take the wine cup from his father's hand and said, "Dad, who do you want to toast this cup of wine to? I'll drink it for you …"
Zhou Fan pushed Zhou Mingli away and said with red eyes, "This cup of wine, I toast everyone … to everyone here. I'll drink it first. "
After that, Zhou Fan drank up the white wine in the cup, put the cup on the table, picked up the meat soup in front of him, and said, "This soup smells so good."
The others looked at each other and also picked up the meat soup in front of them and drank it in small mouthfuls. After Zhou Fan's' confession of love ', the temperature of the soup dropped a little, and it tasted just right.
…
…
"Crack …"
"Whoosh …"
"Whoosh …"
"Whoosh …"
"Whoosh …"
"Whoosh …"
…
Zhou Fan ran in the snow in a crooked manner and slipped on the hard ice several times. His body fell into the snow pit, and his body was still sliding forward along the smooth ice and snow. Before his body stopped, he had tried hard to get up and run forward again.
Every step he took seemed to exhaust all his strength. Running from the Fang Clan to here had already exhausted his stamina. His breathing was ragged, and his chest felt like it was being crushed by a huge rock. Every time his heart beat, he felt a dull pain.
He hadn't exercised for a long time.
The night was dark and windy, and it was freezing cold.
There was no bright moon in the sky, not even a star. Fortunately, there was a layer of snow on the ground, which could light the way.
Zhou Fan's glasses had fallen off, and the scene in front of him was a blur. He relied on his feelings and memories to run here.
This was the place where he met the black-robed man.
"Come out … come out …" Zhou Fan stood in the snow and shouted, "I've completed the mission, I've completed the mission …"
No one answered.
Apart from startling a few forest birds, which bounced off a few icicles, the icicles fell to the ground and broke into pieces. No human sounds could be heard.
"I've completed the mission, give me the antidote, give me the antidote …"
"Whoosh …"
A black-robed man appeared behind Zhou Fan.
"Are you sure … you've completed the mission?" The black-robed man's extremely strange voice sounded. This was the most unpleasant voice Zhou Fan had ever heard. It was like talking with a mouth full of sand, or like the sound made by countless earthworms digging holes in the fertile soil.
"Yes, I've completed the mission. I've completed the mission … I poured the poison into the soup, and they all drank the soup … everyone drank a bowl, "Zhou Fan shouted with a trembling voice. His upper and lower teeth were chattering violently. It was as if he was afraid of what he had just done, or as if he was naturally afraid of the black-robed man in front of him.
"Is that so?" The black-robed man sneered. "Then tell me … what are the symptoms of the people who drank the soup now?"
He would not believe anything Zhou Fan said, even if this man's life was in his hands, even if he could crush him to death at any time. It was like crushing a weak ant to death.
Zhou Fan calmed down a little, and his speech became more logical. He said, "There are no symptoms. I saw them run out with the excuse of going to the toilet after drinking the soup … They have no symptoms. They are all fine, not dead … "
The black-robed man's voice sounded as if it came from hell. He said, "Of course they won't die. At least they won't die now. Because I gave you the Soulless Lure … it's a slow-acting poison. It will fuse with the blood, destroy the human body's hematopoietic function, corrode people's spiritual will, and slowly turn normal people into waste. Finally … after three months, they will die as if they have a chronic disease. "
This was Swallow Fort, how could they casually kill an entire family?
However, if it was this kind of silent death … by the time they knew the truth, it would already be three months later. At that time, who could find traces of them being poisoned?
Time was the best accomplice, and it could cover up the key evidence left by the murderer.
"It's fine if it's an ordinary person, but for those who practice martial arts … the more profound their inner strength is, the more painful it is when they die …" The black-robed man looked at Zhou Fan and said, "Fortunately, the Fang family are all martial arts practitioners."
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