1849: C1849 She's Back

C1849 She's Back

Walking on the street, pull Zhang San over and ask him why his surname is Zhang?

Because my father's surname is Zhang.

If he pulled Wang Wu over and asked the same question, the answer would definitely be the same.

Only, when some boring journalists do street interviews, ask the food sales lady, you are lucky not to be happy.

Only then would the grandma slap him with her big mouth as she angrily said, "I'm not Er Kang, I'm not surnamed Fu!"

From this, it could be seen why Lee Nanfang had to be surnamed Li.

It wasn't a problem at all.

It was because his father's surname was Li.

But, who was his father?

Jack and Yue Zitong were not fools. They could immediately think of the answer to the question, "Why is his surname Li?" Naturally, they would also think about who their biological father was.

"Nanfang, are we eight hundred villagers?"

Yue Zitong did not ask "Who is our father?" directly.

She was very clear that the man definitely would not appear in Lee Nanfang's memory.

Although the memory that Lee Nanfang described had many miraculous aspects, it was still an image that only appeared after he was born.

No matter how bewitching he was, it was impossible for him to remember what happened before he was born in his mother's womb.

It would be better to start with his mother to find the answer.

As long as he was sure that his mother could come into contact with someone, wouldn't he be able to pull out a silk ball and identify a certain person?

Lee Nanfang understood Yue Zitong's thoughts with a glance.

He did not want to discuss it, though.

He didn't even want to think about the man who abandoned his woman after sowing the life seed, causing him to be abandoned by his mother.

However, he still nodded seriously and said, "That's right, our mother is an 800 year old villager.

When I was young, my mistress had warned me not to go to the eight hundred forbidden grounds.

More than twenty years ago, there was a young girl who did not abide by the rules of the eight hundred villages and secretly ran over to the Monarch Valley to investigate. In the end, he was possessed by demons. Every rainy night, he would be wandering around everywhere, shouting, "My son, where are you?" He was like a ghost.

This story has been with me all my childhood.

All the children in the village get this kind of education.

"Until now, I didn't know that the ghost girl in the story that scares children is actually my mother."

Speaking till this point, Lee Nanfang's heart once again felt an inexplicable pain.

Whose mother, for instance, had become the nightmare of countless children.

is acceptable to the children.

Moreover, his wife definitely knew that the ghost girl was Lee Nanfang's mother.

But she never said it.

Lee Nanfang had always been in fear of the female ghost, which was to say, his own mother, when he was very young.

This sort of behavior could be said to be absolutely inhumane.

However, Lee Nanfang also believed it.

There must be a reason for the kind matriarch to do so.

Perhaps, as long as he was adopted by his mistress and the old man with the surname Li, he would be able to survive.

If he had really been raised by his own mother, would he still be able to grow to his current state?

According to the rules of the eight hundred villages, those who secretly probed the Monarch Valley were to be driven out of the villages.

Imagine, at that time, more than twenty years ago, a woman who had been driven out of the village, leaving the village with a baby with premature aging in her arms.

What ability did he have to live well and raise his children?

The most likely outcome would be the mother and son starving to death on the street.

Or maybe there was an extra abandoned baby in the world.

The kind of child who could be possessed at any time by demons, whose eyes turned blood-red, and who would use his head to smash someone else's head, was terrifying.

After that, he was captured and the secret organization that liked to explore the secrets of the human body pulled him to a place that no one knew about and then cut him up for research.

Fortunately.

None of this happened.

It was his wife who had given him a carefree childhood. She had allowed him to grow up to be Lee Nanfang, who was so talented, so elegant and so successful in his career.

Just for this, what qualifications did he have to blame his wife for what she had to do?

Thinking about that moment, Lee Nanfang gritted his teeth and slapped himself as a form of punishment for the disrespect he had for his mistress in his heart.

Yue Zitong was startled by the sudden slap.

Aunt Yue immediately grabbed Lee Nanfang's hand and gently caressed his face with her other hand. She reprimanded him with great heartache, "You are not allowed to hit yourself like this in the future. Remember, your face is mine.

It was rare for Yue Zitong to have such a tender side to her.

Lee Nanfang was so touched that he was at a complete loss. He truly had no way to repay this emotion. Only by turning over would he be able to express his feelings.

"Get up!"

Yue Zitong pushed Lee Nanfang away and said viciously, "I have serious business with you right now. I'm in no mood for anything without making myself clear. Can't you finish your words and come again? "

At the end of her words, her tone also became gentle.

She clearly told Lee Nanfang in this way that she would be his tonight.

However, before he could succeed, he had to satisfy her curiosity.

Lee Nanfang's mood calmed down a lot. He let out a sigh comfortably and heard Aunt Yue's analysis, just like that of a detective.

"Nanfang, our mom is an 800 year old villager, we have never left an 800 year old village.

That means, the men who can interact with our mother are also eight hundred villagers.

Doesn't this mean that your biological father is here?

Right, is there anyone surnamed Li in 800? "

Yue Zitong's analysis hit the nail on the head.

However, it was hard to tell if he'd guessed the truth.

And Lee Nanfang shook his head very firmly and said, "No. Eight hundred existed to protect Monarch Valley. The Overlord of Monarch Valley is Sui Jack. Do you think the person who buried Yang Guang would send a descendant with the surname Li to guard the tomb here? "

The answer is, definitely not.

There were only eight hundred of them.

Remove women, young adults and children with asymmetrical ages.

The remaining men who were able to sow the Seeds of Life 20 years ago could be counted with a single hand and feet.

Lee Nanfang knew all these people.

Who dared to say that they were Lee Nanfang's father? Boss Lee would definitely slap them in the face and beat the guy to death.

As the world's second-in-command, he was able to shake off the entire eight hundred men with his looks and give them to the street several times.

As for the world's most handsome old man …

Hehe!

"That's not right. It can't be that 20 years ago, there was someone who specifically ran all the way from the outside to 800 years old, right?"

Yue Zitong's hands, which were serving Lee Nanfang, did not stop moving.

The little brain that was moving in search of the truth was also constantly spinning.

Suddenly, as if she had discovered a new continent, she said, "When you were young, you heard a story where our mother went against the rules of eight hundred villages and explored the Monarch Valley at night, only to be possessed by a monster. Does that mean the man who gave birth to you with my mother lives inside the Monarch Valley? Who is inside the Monarch Valley? "

"There's a second master in the Monarch Valley."

"That Second Elder is your father."

"Scram!"

Jack was almost stupefied by Yue Zitong's wild guess.

Your father is the Second Master.

Your whole family is the Second Elder!

What the heck was this nonsense? Second Uncle was the guardian of the tomb passed down from generation to generation for over eight hundred generations.

Their duty was to chase away all outsiders who wished to search for the secrets of Monarch Valley, including the eight hundred villagers who did not abide by the rules.

More than twenty years ago, such an important figure had seen a young girl run into the Monarch Valley.

He didn't kick people out at the first moment, but he spent time with girls, talking about life, talking about ideals, and sowing the seeds of life.

Do you think this is believable?

If this sort of thing could be believed, then the sow could climb the tree.

However, Yue Zitong still insisted on this idea and raised her head saying, "Nanfang, don't be angry yet. Just tell me, what is the surname of the Second Elder? If his surname is Li, then this matter will be fine. "

"Not running my ass!" The second elder's surname is Er. "

"Nonsense, in this world, are there even people with the second surname?"

Yue Zitong was also confused by Lee Nanfang's reply.

Unexpectedly, Lee Nanfang did not joke around and said in a serious tone, "Second Uncle is surnamed Er and Second Fool is the eldest grandson of Second Uncle. Second fool's father is second pockmarked, his uncle is second fool. The grandson of the Second Elder was called Ergouzi. When Silly Girl and Second Fool were married, their son would be called Second Fool. This family was the guardian of the tomb, passed down through the generations of Monarch Valley. Once they entered the Monarch Valley, they would collectively change their names to second master. Do you understand? "

Lee Nanfang and Er Wenzi grew up together, of course they were very clear about the situation of Er Wenzi's family.

Aunt Yue couldn't help but believe these words.

Moreover, Second Fool and Lee Nanfang were completely different.

Silly Girl could see that they were not family.

"So the question is. There's no other living person in the Monarch Valley, it can't be that our mother gave birth to you together with a paper man, right? "

"It's possible, I just have the identity of a paper man being resurrected, don't I?"

"You believe in such nonsense?"

Yue Zitong retorted and shook her head vigorously, "Impossible, you are a paper man, you can't be a child to another paper man. Twenty years ago, there must have been an outsider who had entered eight hundred years ago. The second master protecting the Monarch Valley must know who that person is. "

"Yes, your analysis makes a lot of sense. But, can we go and ask second uncle in Monarch Valley? "

Lee Nanfang also asked back.

Yue Zitong was speechless.

That's right.

With regards to Lee Nanfang's background, in the entire eight hundred miles, Old Man and Second Elder were definitely the clearest people.

However, of these two people, one of them could not ask for the truth while the other could not see them.

Where else could he find an answer?

"Forget it, forget it." He didn't want to think about it anymore. Anyway, there will always be a day when the truth is revealed, so we just need to wait and see. "

Yue Zitong shook her hands and gave up thinking about who her real father was. She turned the tables around and climbed onto her body.

A certain woman seemed to like this kind of game a lot, laughing and saying, "Continue telling me stories." "However, you have to speak a bit faster."

"Alright."

Jack nodded vigorously. "Northern Goose Fly Nanfang."

"What do you mean?"

"When I was picked up by my mistress, the storm stopped and a flock of geese flew to Nanfang, so my name was Jack."

"That's it? "And then?"

Yue Zitong had not expected the story to end so soon.

Is it really over?0

Lee Nanfang shook his head gently: "Then, she came back."

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