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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 7 Internal Guerrilla War with Dad

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    The person who entered the door was a tall figure, still covered with snowflakes. He was tall, wearing a white stubble sheepskin coat, a fox fur hat on his head, and a pair of shoes on his feet. He was full of aura.  His energetic and capable temperament is like the old red pine standing tall on the mountain, and his black and red face. What impressed me most at first sight was his eyes, which were particularly bright, expressive, profound, and full of insight into worldly affairs.  It is as quiet as water and peaceful, but if you look closely, there will be a cold light in your eyes from time to time, like the undercurrent rushing under the frozen river surface.

    When I looked into his eyes, I felt like I was being seen through, but his eyes now were full of love and relief, revealing irrepressible relief, concern, and deep concern.  To be honest, his appearance is nothing like my father in my previous life. They are two completely different types of people, but their eyes are very similar. Looking at him, I ignored his appearance and my thoughts were completely absorbed by this gaze.  Around me, I suddenly felt like I had a long conversation with my father in my previous life. My eyes couldn't help but get wet. In an instant, I was lost. I couldn't help but feel psychologically dependent, as if I was on the other side.  A child who was lost in the dark suddenly saw the light reflected outside his window, and the familiar figure under the light!

    "Dad, you're back!" This shouting came naturally, even subconsciously. My heart was melted by the strong family affection. All the strangeness and uneasiness disappeared, and a feeling of blood connection filled my heart.  But life, yes, although my thoughts and ideas were brought from my previous life, my current body is actually his flesh and blood.  It is he who gave life to this body, and my soul and consciousness can be entrusted with something, so that my life can be reborn in another way. Say goodbye to everything in my previous life. I will always be with him in my future life.  Everything about me is closely related to him. He and my current mother will be the most important people in my life in this world where I am reborn.

    "Yes, Qiu'er, Dad is back, he's awake." He didn't speak much, concisely and brightly. Under the deliberate suppression, there was a slight tremor, which showed how excited he was. His voice was thick and rough, with a certain  It has a metallic texture and strong penetrating power. It has a standard baritone voice and has the potential to become a singer.

    "Qiu'er, look what Dad brought back for you!" He said, pointing to what Mom was holding. I took a closer look, wow!  It's the famous river white fish. It's delicious, especially in winter. It's rare and rare, especially in this age without industrial pollution. Just thinking about it makes me want to eat it.

    Everyone was busy getting up and saying hello to my dad. It was obvious that they were very familiar with each other, and there was a tacit understanding and closeness that they had experienced many things together.  "What's going on, brother? Is Xiaoqiu okay? He's had a good foundation since he was a child, so why does he get into trouble so easily? The doctor he invited said that whether he can wake up or not depends on the child's fate. That's bullshit! I was  They all want to kick him out. No, it¡¯s only been two or three days, and it¡¯s like he¡¯s nothing.¡± The second uncle said in a rough voice, ¡°Why are you so impatient when talking and doing things? You¡¯re in your forties.¡±  I don¡¯t know how to control my temper,¡± my dad said to his second uncle. There was an elder brother¡¯s dignity in his tone, but more of it was appreciation. Yes, that¡¯s right, it was appreciation. The second uncle smiled, embarrassed.  He touched the back of his head and said nothing.  It seems that the second uncle is not afraid of the second aunt, but he is also quite in awe of my father.

    My second uncle and my dad are so different, not in appearance, but in their temperaments. If my second uncle is like a gleaming sword with cold air and exposed edge, my dad seems to be hiding behind  A sword in a sheath, unless it is taken out of its sheath, others will never know where its edge lies. It¡¯s interesting that two people from the same mother and father have two different personalities. From the perspective of my previous life, I really can¡¯t tell the difference between the two of them.  Better, all are good, it¡¯s hard to choose. If you learn from any one person, it will be a lack and a regret.  Forget it, just learn and absorb all the advantages of the two old people and integrate them. Wouldn't it be my unique signature, Tang Qiuli? In popular words, it is a unique masculine flavor. That's it, my little one.  Xiaodi felt proud and secretly made up his mind.

    Dad came to me, sat down next to me, touched my forehead, then reached out and gently took my arm, put the three fingers of his right hand on my pulse, and closed his eyes slightly  , I felt a stream of heat traveling throughout my body along my meridians, wow!  Dad still has internal energy. He is definitely a person with internal energy. The internal energy he emits cannot be hidden from an expert like me.

    Slow down, wait!  The natural internal energy in me is much deeper and more pure than my father¡¯s, so it¡¯s not on the same level. If he discovers that his sixteen-year-old son¡¯s internal energy is much deeper and purer than his, it won¡¯t be guaranteed.  Under the mixed control of surprise, ecstasy, fear, puzzlement, doubt, monster, disbelief and other emotions, I lose control of my mind, my internal energy travels, and I become obsessed. Maybe it could kill my little life, which I finally managed to survive again.  , I am nowThe beautiful youth has just bloomed, and the delicate flowers of the motherland cannot withstand the abuse. I have to find a way. At least now, I can't let my father know that I have internal power.

    I had an idea and pretended to be a little tired. I closed my eyes slightly, mobilized the internal energy distributed throughout my body, and slowly tried to transfer it elsewhere. Wherever my father's internal energy went, my internal energy exited.  Under the exploration of my spiritual sense, the two internal forces in my body are as clear and clear as a movie. He advances and I retreat, and he comes and I come. Inside my body, my father's internal forces and I are engaged in a guerrilla fight. I am in the process of retreating.  During the treatment, I did not forget to make some tiny wounds from time to time on the already healed body. There is no way. If you don¡¯t do this, your flaws will be revealed, which is not very realistic. It will arouse your father¡¯s suspicion. Just explain,  I don¡¯t know how much spitting will cost.

    My internal strength was retreating while causing injuries, which was not easy. "It's easy to say, just try it." That would be causing damage to myself. I felt my dad's breathing became a little heavier. His internal strength, while  Exploring the injury in my body while working hard to repair it. Poor dad, I have to work hard for you. I have to do this. God, forgive me. Another day, I will do my best for dad.  Xiao, let him go up to the mountains to catch game, go down to the river to catch fresh fish, and make up for his shortfall today. I know that after a week like this, he will consume a lot of his own skills. It is not like using his own internal power to heal himself.  Those are two different things.

    By the way, can you leave some inner strength to make dad feel more at ease?  Carefully weigh the pros and cons, and don't take the risk, because I don't know the origin of my father's internal energy. If he knows that the internal energy of his son, who has been taught since he was a child, is not from him, then there will be trouble.  You fell off the cliff and your internal strength was changed. That's so abnormal. No one would believe it even if you beat him to death. Do you believe it if you tell me?  I don¡¯t believe it anyway, why are you fooling children?  This is my biological father who has watched me grow up. How could he not know what I am like!

    "I don't dare to take this risk. I will simply lose all my internal strength. By the way, my memory will also be damaged. Or, if I meet other people, I don't recognize them?"  I can't say Ziwu Maoyou, die, you pig head!  I have lived in this place for sixteen years. I was born here, grew up here, and have never left. I don¡¯t know anyone, and I don¡¯t remember anything. It¡¯s ridiculous, who would believe it?  Although I have memories of this life, they are still a bit fuzzy and I am not sure. So, if I lose my inner strength and my memory is damaged, I still have room to deal with it. I am not cunning or insidious. I am forced by the situation. Ah, I am forced by the situation.  ah.

    After my father's internal force circulated in my body for a week, it actually circulated for another week, as if I was afraid of leaving any hidden dangers. You know, internal force circulates in other people's bodies for one day and two weeks. That is not the same thing.  , the consumption is a geometric multiple. This is not as simple as my own internal force running in my body. It has the same root and the same source. I felt dad's internal force slowly withdrawing from my body. I opened my eyes and found that dad  There were beads of sweat faintly appearing on my forehead, and my originally dark red face was a little pale and looked very tired. I was deeply felt that this is my father. If maternal love is like the sea, then  Father's love is like a mountain, it is your eternal support.

    Dad took a short rest and saw the probing eyes around him, especially my mother's worry, and said lightly: "It's okay. I used my internal strength to nurse him back. I think he will be able to go to the ground in the next few days," including mine.  Everyone, including my mother, was happy. No one failed to notice the deep regret and deep love in my father's heart. I knew that he felt sorry for my loss of inner strength and loved me for my experience. This is  My father, who is connected to my body and blood, I quietly swallowed the tears I felt.

    In the winter in the Northeast, it gets dark early. As we were talking, it started to get dark. At this time, everyone got up to say goodbye and were about to leave. My dad and my mom stopped me and said, "Don't go, don't you?"  Everyone got together and caught up with Qiu'er's injury today. The wild boar I shot last time was still freezing in the tank outside, as well as the fresh fish that came today. Don't leave, let Qiu'er take care of him.  Mom, prepare some food. Let¡¯s have a few drinks today and be happy! It¡¯s been a long time since I¡¯ve had a drink with everyone. Don¡¯t leave. Call the other old friends over and have a good time!¡±  "Qiu'er, let's finish the meal. Don't forget, Qiu'er's favorite mushrooms, put more of them in the wild boar meat."

    "Hey, everyone, sit down, smoke and drink water, wait, it will be fine in a while!" My mother hurriedly agreed and walked to the kitchen, "Auntie, I will help you make it." It was Sister Ling.  "Oh, that's great. With Ling helping me, it will be faster. The river fish stewed by Xiaoling is something that everyone in the village can count on. Everyone is in for a treat tonight." Mom happily grabbed Ling's hand.  Sister Ling's hand, the smile couldn't be hidden on her face. It seems that my mother also likes Sister Ling very much. After saying that, the two of them walked out. At this time, Aunt Zhang, the second aunt, and the third aunt also all  They all went to the ground to help in the kitchen. After a group of women walked out, only a group of Guandong Han people were left in the room.?? In an instant, the male atmosphere filled the room, making my blood feel like it was about to burn.  .  .  .  .  .  .

    (To be continued)

    Digression: Xiaojin was delayed on some things today, and the update is a bit late. I¡¯m sorry for everyone, and I hope all book friends can understand!
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