Jiang Shan was stunned and sat up straight: "What's the matter?"

"You also know that the report about your parents was a major earthquake. Shang Yun and the others were responsible for protecting and rescuing local residents, but because of their mistakes, tens of thousands of people died, and your parents died because of it..." Jiang Xundao's voice sounded a little sad.

Jiang Shan's face suddenly became gloomy when he heard this: "So what?"

"But in fact, I went to check it later and found that the place where Shang Yun and his wife disappeared was listed as military secrets, with an army stationed, but we can still see the local situation - the entire town disappeared, and I mean the land and the surrounding mountains."

"The whole town..." Jiang Shan was stunned: "How is this possible?"

"Later, a student of your father, who was from the military, revealed some news to me, but he didn't say much, but the words meant... Shang Yun and his wife might not have died, so more grandpas won't know..." Jiang Xundao's voice sounded a little tired.

"They don't want to tell me more news about this old man who is about to fall into the ground, but grandpa feels that you should have the right to know these things. The public opinion guidance about your parents was also very strange. It is obvious that someone did not want the public to know more things and diverted people's attention." Jiang Xundao's voice sounded a little solemn.

"Grandpa said this to you because you have the right to know these things. Those beautiful words... I won't say them, old man. I know you will definitely go after your parents' clues. Even if this is dangerous, I won't stop you... But I still want to tell you..." Jiang Xundao said with a sad tone.

"Whether you are a hero or yourself, grandpa, I support you. Please take other people's suspicion like ghost fires, and boldly walk your night path..."

Jiang Shan was a little confused for a moment when he hung up the call in a complicated mood.

In his opinion, except for life and death, all other things in this world can be roughly divided into two things: your bird's business? And my bird's business?

Jiang Shan didn't want to admit that his thoughts had always been wrong, but since two days ago, everything he had experienced and Jiang Xundao's phone call told him one thing.

Your idea is right, but it is not right.

Whether it was Hua Buyu's thanks or Su Peipei's thanks, it made Jiang Shan's heart turbulent, as if a stone was thrown into the calm lake, causing layers of ripples.

He set off his posture and practiced a set of Tai Chi. The original natural boxing posture seemed extremely stagnant today. Jiang Shan simply stopped punching and turned around and went back to the study to spread the rice paper. He wanted to write something, but the tip of the hair was hanging above the paper and couldn't fall down for a long time. After a long time, a drop of ink slowly slid down the tip of the hair onto the paper, and a black snowflake was printed.

He put the pen aside casually, Jiang Shan was silent for a while and sighed softly.

...

Cicada...Cicada...

The warm summer breeze blows through the treetops outside the window, layers of leaves rust in the wind, and the river surface is shining with waves in the distance. From time to time, big fish jump out of the water surface and eat the water mosquitoes passing by the water surface. Everything looks so beautiful where the warm sun shines.

"Since ancient times, no one has died, let the loyalty shine in history..."

A tender voice sounded in the study room. Jiang Shan looked at the ancient book in front of him with a tight face, reciting it word by word.

"Does Xiaoshan know what this poem means?" A gentle laugh came from behind the desk. Jiang Shan turned his head and looked, and the sun shone on the person's face, looking warm and peaceful.

"I don't know, but I think it sounds nice." Jiang Shan threw himself into his father's arms with a smile: "Dad tells me."

The man chuckled and rubbed Jiang Shan's little head: "The meaning of this sentence is: Since ancient times, people will never be able to die. If they can be loyal to the country, they can still shine for thousands of years after death and leave their reputation in history."

"Oh~" Jiang Shan looked at the man with a slight understanding: "But why do people die?"

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable destinies in the world." The man smiled: "My parents cannot avoid it either."

"Um..." Jiang Shan hugged the man's arm tightly, his tender little face twisted into a ball, and he muttered relentlessly: "Xiaoshan doesn't want his father to die, nor does his mother to die."

The man laughed, picked up Jiang Shan and kissed him on the face: "In this world, there are always some things that are more important than life and death, and Xiaoshan will understand in the future."

The sound of the door opening sounded, and a graceful figure appeared at the door.

"Shang Yun, there was another earthquake in Kunlun, which was even more serious than last time..."

"I understand." Jiang Shangyun's face was calm and he put Jiang Shan in his arms aside and stood up.

Jiang Shan looked at his mother at the door pitifully, then at the father beside him, and couldn't help but curl his mouth: "You are going out again..."

He reached out and gently touched Jiang Shan's little head. Jiang Shangyun smiled helplessly: "Grandpa will come to take care of you for a few days, Xiaoshan must be obedient."

The woman beside her squatted down and hugged Jiang Shan gently, and kissed him on the forehead: "Mom is back and bring you delicious food, Xiaoshan should be good..."

"Qing girl, men don't need snacks!" Jiang Shangyun looked serious.

Jiang Shan: "???"

Jiang Shan reluctantly bulged his little face and hugged his knees and shrank on the sofa.

Not far away, the couple couldn't help laughing when they looked at Jiang Shan's appearance.

"Shang Yun...I'm thinking..." Zhuge Jingnv gently shook Jiang Shangyun's hand: "When we come back this time, should we close the club for a year? Xiaoshan is going to go to elementary school."

"Listen to you." Jiang Shangyun chuckled.

...

Under the shade of the tree, two small figures squatted there, Jiang Shan holding a small branch in his hand and gently poked an ant nest.

"Ying Xiao, they have been there for three days. Why don't they come back yet..." Jiang Shan muttered, his face full of displeasure: "Grandpa is not delicious to cook, I don't want to eat the food he cooks..."

"I think Grandpa Taoist is delicious to cook..." The child who was called Yingxiao said softly, then he grinned: "I will cook for Jiangshan from now on!"

"No, my father said, a gentleman is a chef from afar! A man doesn't need to cook!" Jiang Shan tilted his little head and thought.

Ying Xiao looked at Jiang Shan and wanted to say something, but he wanted to say something, but he thought about it but didn't know what to say.

Ying Xiao’s parents are members of Jiang Shan’s father’s private hero organization, and the two met because of this. After Jiang Shan’s parents went out this time, Ying Xiao’s parents also went with them and placed Ying Xiao at Jiang Shan’s home, and were taken care of by Jiang Xundao.

"Well...Look at my water flooding Jinshan!" As he said that, Jiang Shan took off his pants and pointed it at the ant's nest and peed. When the flood hit, the ants were immediately washed out by the flood.

Ying Xiao opened his mouth wide and looked at Jiang Shan’s movements in surprise. His face was red. Then he was stunned. He pulled the corner of Jiang Shan’s clothes and pointed his hand in the distance: “Jiang Shan, it seems that someone has gone to your house…”

Jiang Shan turned his head and looked, two cars were parked in the distance, and several men walked upstairs.

The community where Jiangshan lives is a garden community, with only four families in each unit, which is a duplex building. There is an empty room next to Jiangshan’s house. Those men went upstairs and could only be guests of Jiangshan’s house.

"Go and have a look..." He lifted up his pants, and Jiang Shan jumped and ran towards the direction of his home.

...

"You fart! My dad won't die!"

Jiang Shan roared and was about to pounce on the man in front of him. Yingxiao rubbed his eyes while rubbing his tears.

"Wuwuwu...I don't have a mother anymore..." Ying Xiao opened his mouth and cried loudly.

Jiang Xundao's face turned pale, but he still grabbed Jiang Shan and lifted him behind him, stretched out his hand to caress Ying Xiao's hair.

"What do you say above?" Jiang Xundao's eyes dim.

"Can't say..." The man pursed his lips.

"Shang Yun and the others... are really dead?" Jiang Xundao's voice trembled, and his beard shook.

The man was silent for a while and sighed slightly: "From the current situation, it is basically confirmed..."

Jiang Shan gritted his teeth, his eyes turned red, his small body struggled desperately, his head buzzed, anger and sadness seemed to have washed away the gate called reason like a flood. Suddenly, Jiang Shan's eyes turned black and he fainted with a muffled groan.

"Small Hill!"

In his ears, Jiang Xundao's anxious voice vaguely rang.

...

He suddenly sat up from the sofa, and Jiang Shan swept around with a daze, and the empty living room was extremely quiet.

There was a faint sound of birds outside the window, and the light of the rising sun shone into the living room slanted, and there were a little dust floating in the air under the sun.

After a long time, Jiang Shan's eyes slowly focused, and his eyes fell on the fruit plate that looked a little wilted all night. After looking at the time, it was already half past five.

I chose to forget last night's dream, got up and took a shower. After Jiang Shan finished washing up, he went out. After eating a sack of small buns at the breakfast shop on the corner, he hurried towards the school. As soon as he ran two streets, Jiang Shan stopped.

At the entrance of an alley not far away, Hua Buyu stood in panic behind a food truck, looking at the three little gangsters in front of the car with a little shrunk. The three little gangsters had hair one yellow, one red, and one green, dyed like traffic lights...

Hua Buyu was blocking a gray-haired old woman in front of him, and was cursing at the three little gangsters in front of the car.

The three little gangsters were not willing to be outdone. They rolled up their arms and sleeves and were about to move forward.

Occasionally, one or two pedestrians passed by, and when they saw this, they avoided them far away. Perhaps it was too early and there were not many pedestrians on the road, which further encouraged the arrogance of the three little gangsters.

Jiang Shan frowned and walked forward to look at Hua Buyu: "What...what's going on?"

Hua Buyu looked at Jiang Shan's eyes lit up, and his originally worried mood suddenly calmed down.

"What the hell do you do? Get out of here, do you use it to make peace?" The yellow-haired man cursed Zheng Huan in the middle. Hearing this, he turned his head and pointed at Jiang Shan and started cursing.

Jiang Shan raised his eyebrows...

Bang!

The next second, the yellow-haired mouth blew backwards, rolled on the ground for a few times and fell five meters away, and his head tilted and he fainted...

The traffic lights beside them were shocked. Feeling the strong wind caused by the yellow lights beside them, the two couldn't help swallowing, turned their heads and looked at Jiang Shan tremblingly.

Jiang Shan kept kicking, put his hands in his pockets, and kicked his calf in the air for a few crisp sounds: "I, I...I will give you a chance to reorganize your language."

"Big Big Brother!" The red-haired knelt down with a thud: "We just have no money in our pockets and don't want to pay for our meals. We will not die of sin..."
Chapter completed!