Fang Yan raised the banner in his hand and asked, "Grandpa, what's this?"
"Who killed your father?" Fang Huwei's eyes flickered as he stared at Fang Yan with a burning gaze.
"Bai Xiu," Fang Yan said.
"Who's Bai Xiu?"
"He's Master's disciple," Fang Yan said.
"Why did Master's disciple kill your father?"
"I don't know."
"That's why we're going to ask Master about it —" Fang Huwei said, "You have to have a good reason to be invincible. Otherwise, if Master investigates the cause of Bai Xiu's death, how are you going to answer? "
"I see," Fang Yan said. The older, the wiser. Fang Huwei was worried that Fang Yan would be humiliated by Mr. Fang if he went to seek justice from Mr. Fang, so he had to make a scene first.
What kind of scene? Of course, it was the scene of the victim avenging his father.
My father was killed by your disciple. I want an eye for an eye, I want justice! "
First, he had to prove that Bai Xiu was the murderer, and then he could push Fang Yan down from the position of "murderer" and let him stand on the side of justice.
In that case, if Master wanted to use righteousness to pressure people, it wouldn't be so easy.
"When are you going to go?" Fang Huwei asked.
Fang Yan put down the banner, picked up the bowl of soup again, and said, "After I feed you this bowl of soup, I'll have a good meal with my mother, and I'll go to the cemetery to visit my father. I also want to see Ye Rou. I haven't seen her for a long time, and I heard that she's in seclusion to make a breakthrough. I don't know how she's doing now — there are still many things to do, and that's not the most important thing."
Fang Huwei looked at his grandson with relief and said, "You're not confused by anger, not blinded by hatred, and not tempted by benefits — you're a good boy. You're more promising than your grandfather and father. There was a promising child in the family, but — "
Fang Yan scooped a spoonful of ginseng soup and waited for his grandfather to drink it. Then, Fang Yan said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Grandpa. The old drunkard would definitely come back. If he doesn't come back, I'll go to the Land of Extreme Coldness to find him. "
"Don't go!" Fang Huwei shouted. "Underestimating the enemy is his own personal choice. If he couldn't return home in glory, then he would be buried in the snow village. He had great faith in his heart, and also made a great aspiration. I won't stop him from going, but you definitely can't go. Don't you understand the nature of underestimating the enemy? If he found the Ice Dragon, then he would naturally come out from the Land of Extreme Cold. If he doesn't find the Ice Dragon, even if you go, can you bring him back? "
Fang Yan was silent for a long time and said, "I just want to see him, to see if he's alive or dead. I miss him a lot."
Fang Huwei's eyes were watery and he had hot soup in his mouth, so his voice was a little muffled. He said, "The stubbornness of the whole family —"
When Fang Yan came back, Lu Wan was the happiest one.
She ordered the kitchen to prepare Fang Yan's favorite dishes, such as Double Cooked Pork, Big Mess Stew, Braised Pork Knuckle, Big Head Fish caught in Shihezi with red and green chilies, and Fei Long Dry Stir-Frying from the back of the mountain —
All parents in the world hoped that their children had an iron stomach, so that they could eat all the food they prepared.
Fang Yan wanted to visit his father. He had been away from Swallow Dock for a few months, and he hadn't seen his father for a few months.
Lu Wan carried a small basket and held Fang Yan's hand, walking to the cemetery in the back of the mountain.
Since Fang Yan grew up, Lu Wan had never held her son's hand no matter where she went like when he was a child.
Since Fang Yixing died in the battle, Lu Wan liked to hold her son's hand wherever she went — subconsciously, he was the only support in her heart.
As long as one was a villager of Swallow Dock, he could choose a tomb in the back of Swallow Dock.
On the steep hillside, Fang Yan held Lu Wan's hand and climbed up carefully.
Along the way, they passed by countless tombs of the villagers of Swallow Dock. There were long-lived elders who died of old age, and there were young and strong heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country and died in a foreign land —
The old drunkard Mo Qingdi gave his tomb to the Qianye Military Department, and the Qianye Military Department won the respect of all the people of Swallow Dock. Therefore, the Qianye Military Department was the only foreign owner of this cemetery —
The tombstone of the Qianye Military Department was clean, without weeds or thorns. There were fruit and wine glasses on the incense table in front of the tombstone.
The people of Swallow Dock were hospitable. They would not neglect this foreigner. When they came to visit their relatives, they would always bring him a few fruits or a glass of wine.
Fang Yan stopped in front of the tombstone of the Qianye Military Department and took out the incense paper money from the small basket carried by his mother.
"I don't know if the paper money in the human world will become real money in the underworld. If it can really be exchanged for the same value, you can send me a dream — I will burn a lot of money for you here, and let you have a good life in the underworld. If you feel guilty, find a way to ask me about some lottery tickets or stocks that will rise to the upper limit. Good for you, good for me, and good for everyone — "
Fang Yan's expression was filled with sorrow as he recalled the style of the Thousand Leaves Division's wide robes, the great battle at the summit of One Sword Peak, and how he risked his life to save them when they were suddenly attacked by the armory.
He bowed deeply to the tombstone of the Qianye Military Department and said, "The great hero is for the country and the people. You have done it for your people. Your countrymen will definitely remember you in their hearts. Also, I want to discuss something with you. Next time you want to trick someone, can you trick someone else instead of me? Since you came to Swallow Dock and died in the battle, do you know how many Japanese men of sacrifice have come to make trouble for me? "
Lu Wan looked at Fang Yan worriedly. Fang Yan smiled at her and whispered in her ear, "I lied to him so that he will feel guilty about me and give me some compensation —"
"You child —" Lu Wan said reproachfully.
She put her hands together and murmured to the tombstone of the Qianye Military Department. Without guessing, Fang Yan knew that his mother was saying that children's words carried no harm, asking the Qianye Military Department not to stoop to the same level as Fang Yan and bless him to be healthy and so on. His mother would not allow any danger to fall on her child, even if he was facing a dead person.
Walking forward and going up a slope, it was Fang Yixing's grave.
This grave was personally chosen by the old man of the Li family in the village after pushing the compass and pinching his fingers for a long time. It was said that it was the 'Land of the Dragon's Eye'. The dead were buried here, and the future generations were smart and open-minded.
All kinds of vegetables and fruits were planted around the grave. Peppers and eggplants grew very well, and there were also a few pear trees and a persimmon tree. Fang Yixing liked to eat pears and persimmons when he was alive, so his mother Lu Wan deliberately planted some next to his grave.
Lu Wan took out all the incense, candles and paper money in the basket and said to Fang Yan, "You stay here and talk with your father for a while. I'm going to pull the weeds in the vegetable field —"
Lu Wan went to do her own things. Fang Yan sat down in front of his father's grave. He used to sit like this for a whole day.
Fang Yan lit the incense and burned the paper money. Looking at Fang Yixing's name above the grave, he said, "I know you want me to come and see you, but you don't want me to come and see you every day — for the past few years, you must have been very unhappy to stay by your side every day, right? You always said that men should be independent, men should be brave, men should be diligent, men should learn what they are good at, and men should be regarded as outstanding men — I used to think that you were very long-winded, and always felt that those things were too far away from me. Now I feel that what you said is quite reasonable, because I've already gotten those things you said. "
"I came a little late, so you can't tell me who killed you — I don't know what you said to Bai Xiu, but I won't believe a word that Bai Xiu said to me. Of course, he said that he killed you — I believe that. I already knew that he wasn't a good person. How can a good person look like him? "
Fang Yan unscrewed the wine bottle and took a big gulp, saying, "You don't like wine, so I won't pour this wine for you. When I was young, you didn't allow me to drink — when I got drunk with the old drunkard for the first time, you punished me to stand on a wooden stake for a whole day — now that you're gone, I have the right not to give you wine — "
"What should I say to you?" Fang Yan said with a smile, holding the wine bottle. "In the past, I was too embarrassed to talk in front of your grave. I felt that I was too ashamed to be your son — I learned martial arts for so many years, and I always wanted to save this and that, but I couldn't even save my own father. Do you know why I suddenly talk a lot today? You must have already known — whether you became a ghost or a god, your ability must be getting stronger and stronger. You know everything that happened outside clearly — you should have already known that I avenged you, right? "
"I killed Bai Xiu," Fang Yan took another gulp of wine and said with a breath full of the smell of alcohol, "It wasn't easy. Bai Xiu was too treacherous, I didn't expect his swordsmanship to have reached such a shocking level — if I hadn't broken through at the last moment, I'm afraid I would have been cut in half by him. But in the end, I still defeated him — people used to say that Bai Xiu was the first among the younger generation in Swallow Fort, and I didn't bother to refute such a statement. The facts have proven everything, your son — I am the first among the younger generation in Swallow Fort. "
Fang Yan used his sleeves to wipe his teary eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I used to think that people live for themselves. But now, I really hope that you are still alive, so that you can be proud of my achievements every time."
"You live, I live for you."
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