"Grandpa, but what can I do if I get these? You can't see them anymore, you're no longer here."

Chen Liuhe let tears fall: "Xiao Liuzi is unfilial, Xiao Liuzi is sorry for you, Xiao Liuzi failed to send you the last journey."

With a crisp "pop", Chen Liuhe shook his hand and a loud slap slapped his cheek.

"Grandpa, Xiao Liuzi saw the letter you left to Xiao Liuzi. Why did you do this? Why did you set up such a cruel situation... Do you know that this made Xiao Liuzi lose too much..."

Chen Liuhe burst into tears. He raised his arm, wiped it for a moment, and said, "I know that you must do this for my own good. You have always been like this. You never like to tell me thoroughly, nor have you ever like to say too much to me. You are silently endorsing everything alone."

"You are protecting me, right? I am not a fool. I can feel that there must be many secrets between you and the teacher who are hiding from me. Perhaps, all these disasters are caused by me, and I have brought you too much helplessness and invisible pressure."

Chen Liuhe took a strong breath of cigarette and said, "Maybe as the teacher said, I am just a person who shouldn't live in this world..."

Chen Liuhe poured wine and continued to drink it. After drinking one cup, he toasted the other cup in front of the tombstone.

"Grandpa, I'm happy today. Let's not mention these sad things anymore. Let me give you a song. Well... I'll come to the classic Peking Opera song you liked most during your lifetime, Dingjunshan."

After the words came, Chen Liuhe cleared his throat and began to show off.

One mouth, the characters are correct and round, and the tone is authentic.

This letter came by coincidence, and God helped Huang Zhong succeed.

Standing at the camp gate, the young and old men listened to the seedlings.

The head drum is made of, the battle rice is made, the second drum drum is made of, and the battle robe is tight.

Three-way drum, knife is unsheathed, four bronze drums, and soldiers are handed over.

Everyone who goes forward will receive rewards, but you will inevitably get a knife when you retreat.

.........

As Chen Liuhe's very loud tone came out, it seemed as if a thunderous momentum of thousands of troops fighting against thousands of horses was surging.

Chen Liuhe's voice is not very good, but the charm is too strong, showing the domineering aura in the lyrics to the fullest.

The singing style spreads melodiously in the garden and echoes endlessly.

Chen Liuhe didn't know how long he had been kneeling here.

In short, he had finished drinking six bottles of scalloped knives. He drank three bottles in total, and the other three bottles were all given to the old man.

Two packs of cigarettes were finished, and Chen Liuhe smoked a whole pack, a cigarette butt on the floor.

He kept muttering to himself, talking a lot, starting from the interesting stories after a child, and talking about the disaster more than three years ago.

He asked his grandfather why he had to set up such a cruel chess game more than three years ago. He asked his grandfather what the real purpose of all this is, and what is his fear?

If it is to protect him, then who is the person who can bring such a strong danger to him?

But no matter how Chen Liuhe asked, all this was destined to be unable to get an answer. Shen Zhennian, who had been buried here forever, could not answer him.

A long sigh of relief was revealed.

Chen Liuhe looked at the tombstone in front of him with a blank expression, and said, "Grandpa, no matter what, you can rest assured. The Shen family is very good. I will carry the Shen family. I will make people all over the world respect the Shen family."

"Qingwu, you don't have to worry. I will take good care of her. I will do my best to keep her safe and worry-free in this life."

Chen Liuhe exhaled a breath of turbid air and then said, "Also, you don't have to worry about me. Since you want to protect me so much and you want me to live well, I will definitely let myself live well and I will not die."

"No matter what kind of difficulties you and the teacher have, what kind of secrets you have, and what kind of enemies and disasters I will face, I promise that I will survive. For you and for the Shen family, I will never allow myself to lose my life."

Chen Liuhe paused and said solemnly: "In my life, I will protect the Shen family, the younger sister, the mountains and rivers of this country, and everyone I care about!"

"The teacher said, my destiny is never controlled by myself. You know, I never believe in fate. I only believe in myself! Therefore, if the heaven wants to destroy me, I will fight with the heaven, and if the earth wants to destroy me, I will make the earth tremble!"

Chen Liuhe's mouth curled up a confident and cold curve and said, "People in the world are underestimating me. One day, I will definitely give them a big surprise. I will prove to them with facts that what they see with their eyes may not be true."

"Even if the whole world thinks that they have seen a real Chen Liuhe..." Chen Liuhe smiled evilly and weirdly. In this emotion, there was a bit of creepy and cruel look.

Chen Liuhe has always had a sense of crisis, from childhood to adulthood!

He has always been preparing enough for the "saving his life". This is why he always hides himself even if he tries his life!

He also deeply understood a truth. As long as he hid himself deep enough and was not fully seen through by others, he would have the final capital to save his life.

When Chen Liuhe came here, it was still eleven o'clock in the morning, and before he knew it, many hours had passed.

Chen Liuhe didn't know what time it was now, so he didn't go to see it, but the sky that should have been bright gradually became dark. As the sky changed, a dreamy red glow appeared, and the harsh sun that should have been hanging in the sky also fell to the west.

At this moment, it was already late.

At some point, a group of people appeared in the distance, including Shen Qingwu, Su Wanyue, Murong Qingfeng, Long Xiangdong and others.

Perhaps because Chen Liuhe hadn't gone out for too long, they chose to come in and take a look.

They saw a picture that they would never forget in their entire lives.

The man with a backbone that was as high as the sky, the man with gold under his knees, the man who claimed to not kneel down in the sky or on the ground, was kneeling in front of the old man's tombstone.

His face was covered with tears, and he couldn't help but shed tears. In front of him were cigarette butts on the ground and six empty wine bottles.

The desolation, grief and regret on his face made everyone's heart squeak.
Chapter completed!