Chapter 455

But is it really going to be that simple.

Yue Yihan doesn't believe it. People like the loy people who have a deep city government are definitely considering every step.

The reason why Luoyi people dare to let her appear in front of Hu Yiming with her true face must be something in it.

All of a sudden, Yue Yihan calmed down and decided not to do anything until he knew the real purpose of the loy people.

Now she still appears beside Hu Yiming as Zhang Fang.

On the other side, Hu Yiming is ready to go to bed.

But then there was a knock on the door.

Hu Yiming twisted his eyebrows. Who would look for him all the time? Was it ah Nuan? Hu Yiming got out of bed, walked over and opened the door.

"Young master, the master is looking for you." Hua Shudao, his face is not good, showing a dispirited.

Seeing this, Hu Yiming cluttered in his heart and said, "good."

He strode into Hu Shaoguang's room.

At this time, Hu Shaoguang was sitting on the bed with a trace of ruddy complexion. The whole person did not look like the one who was sick before.

Hu Yiming's heart sank completely. His eyes flashed slightly. He went over and sat down in front of Hu Shaoguang's bed.

"What can I do for the old man at night?" Hu Yiming impatiently said, although the tone and usual no difference, but listen carefully, is able to hear his voice in the city.

Hu Shaoguang laughed, raised his hand, hit Hu Yiming on the back of the head, and said, "you smelly boy, I want you to come here, and there must be something else."

"It's nothing. I'll go." Hu Yiming said that he wanted to leave.

"Sit down for me." Hu Shaoguang said in a sharp voice, showing his father's momentum.

Hu Yiming shrugged and sat down.

"Of all the children I have, you are the most angry with me."

Hu Yiming nodded, "then how do you still want to find me, lack of gas?"

Hu Shaoguang took a quiet look at him, "shut up, stinky boy. If one day I die, I will be absolutely angry with you."

Hu Yiming's eyes sank and he didn't speak again this time.

"What would you do if you became the head of the Hu family?" Hu Shaoguang Road, he quietly observed Hu Yiming's reaction.

"How to make a will to give me the position of the owner of the house."

Hu Shaoguang chuckled, "what you think is very beautiful."

"Why do you ask me this question

"If you answer, just answer. Why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Hu Yiming leaned back on the chair and said, "of course, I enjoyed life with my daughter-in-law. Of course, I dealt with those who had harmed me before."

Hu Shaoguang pursed his lips and said, "do you mean these people, including your brothers and sisters?"

"Of course, they are the ones who hurt me the most."

After all, Hu Shao Guang didn't have a stiff face

Hu Yiming sneered, "that's my luck. If I'm not lucky, old man, I'm waiting for you now."

How many times before, his life was hanging on the line,

this point Hu Shaoguang could not deny, but he still did not give up asking, "how do you deal with them?"

"It should be to drive them out of the Hu family. They are used to luxuriant clothing and food. To let them live a civilian life is more painful than to kill them."

Hu Yiming's voice is tinged with coldness.

Hu Shaoguang's face sank. He raised his hand again and knocked on the back of Hu Yiming's head. "You're a bad boy."

Hu Yiming then laughed, "I'm kind, and I didn't want to kill them, and you seem to care more about us."

At last, Hu Yiming's tone is full of dislike.

After all, Hu Shaoguang's concern for these children in recent decades is really poor.

"I'm worried that you bastards will defeat the Hu family, so how can I meet my ancestors?"

"So it is." Hu Yiming nodded as if it were something.

Hu Shaoguang snorted coldly, and his mood slowly calmed down. "I don't ask you how harmonious these stinky boys are. But, don't happen any more fraternity."

Hu Yiming was stunned and said with a smile, "so you left the third uncle and all of them."

Hu Shaoguang laughed. "It's not that I left them, but big brother. Forget it, it's all about our generation."

"Oh, well.

"Go away. I don't want to talk to you." Hu Shaoguang waved his hand, a face of disgust.

Hu Yiming stands up, but doesn't go. He looks at Hu Shaoguang and purses his lips. It seems that some emotion is brewing in his dark eyes.

Hu Shaoguang raised his eyes and looked at him, "why don't you want to go? Do you want me to have you thrown out? ""Old man, do you know you're disgusted?" Hu Yiming suddenly said.

Hu Shaoguang froze for two seconds, obviously did not expect that Hu Yiming would suddenly say this.

"I dare say I hate you, but you are not a filial son."

Hu Yiming began to laugh, laughing very loud, with tears flickering faintly. He said, "so do you regret giving birth to this unfilial son of me?"

"I'm sorry to die. If it hadn't been for your unfilial sons, I would have lived a few more years."

"You have seventeen unfilial sons, and you have lost seventeen years."

"Go away, and you will know that your dog can't spit out ivory." Hu Shaoguang waved his hand impatiently.

Hu Yiming raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling, shrugged and said, "good night, old man."

Hu Shaoguang looked at him breathlessly, but did not say anything.

Hu Yiming took a deep look at him, turned around and walked out with a heavy step.

Hu Shaoguang deeply gazed at his back, sighed a long sigh, and finally came to this step. When

returned to the room, Hu Yiming did not go to bed. Instead, he went to the window and looked at the Indus tree outside the window.

He flashed a lot of clips in his mind, most of which were when he was a child, with his mother and Hu Shaoguang.

At that time, Hu Yiming really thought that he was the happiest child in the world, but the fact gave him a heavy slap in the face.

Hu Yiming has a bitter smile on his lips. He stares out of the window, which is the direction of her mother's burial.

Time passes by.

Unknowingly, the sky is white.

The sun rose slowly, illuminating the earth and dispelling the darkness.

The dawn will come.

Hu Yiming blinked sour eyes. He stood in front of the window all night, thinking about all kinds of things, but in the end he did not think of anything.

"Kowtow, kowtow." There was a quick knock at the door.

Hu Yiming's eyes sank. He turned around and walked toward the door. But because of standing all night, his legs were numb.

He staggered to the ground, dull pain, let him have a trace of his not in a dream feeling.

He took a silver needle from his pocket and stuck it on an acupoint on his leg.