Chapter 937: The truth of the matter
Ah Shan seemed to have forgotten to eat. His mouth was opened so wide that he could hardly close it. He could almost fit a duck egg in.
He finally came to his senses and stammered, "Who are you?"
I saw this man in his fifties, with gray hair, wearing a military uniform, looking exactly like a businessman.
Although he had a smile on his face, there was always an unsolvable sadness in his eyes.
This was normal. What surprised him was the appearance of this person.
His facial features and skin are very similar to him. It can be said that Ah Shan seems to be Ah Bing in his youth.
"Ah Shan, I am your uncle Ah Bing." The man looked at him carefully and suddenly said in a deep voice.
Ah Shan shook his head, unable to believe his ears, and said in a nagging tone: "Nonsense, my family is gone. They abandoned me. I have no parents or uncle at all."
"Your parents abandoned you? Which parent is willing to abandon their own children." The man asked with an unhappy look on his face.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Ashan's face, and he replied without any courtesy: "Didn't the parents abandon them? I have them around me, and I have seen them with my own eyes. Some even sell their children."
"Ah Shan, selling your children and daughters means your family is poor." The man shook his head and sighed heavily, "But your parents are businessmen. Their income of several hundred dollars a year is not a problem. Can't they support you?"
Ah Shan was stunned, with his mouth open, speechless for a long time. After a while, he shook his head desperately and said, "Is this true? I don't believe it, I don't believe it."
"Your father purchased goods from Da Song Dynasty to Dali, and bought horses from Dali to Da Song Dynasty. It is not a problem to feed you." A Bing looked at him with burning eyes, and his tone was completely unquestionable.
Ah Shan became even more confused and asked in confusion: "But why do my parents never come to see me, even to take a look at me? I hate them, I hate them all my life, and I will hate them forever."
Speaking of this, Ashan couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes.
"Of course your parents want to take a look, but they can't take a look. Because your parents are no longer alive." Abing's eyes shot out with anger, burning like a flame.
Ah Shan's tears flowed even more fiercely, and he sat up from the bed with a sigh.
He looked at A Bing longingly and asked with a choked voice: "What, my parents are gone. Why is this?"
"Because they were killed, of course they can't look at you." Abing wiped his tears and said bitterly.
Ah Shan's eyes were as wide as a bull's eyes and almost fell out of their sockets.
He licked his dry lips, swallowed hard and said, "Why, why, why were my parents killed?"
"Because someone wants to cut off the connection between you and your parents." Ah Bing looked at him with resentment.
Ah Shan couldn't believe his ears: "Why did they cut off the contact between me and my parents?"
"Because someone wants you to work for him wholeheartedly." A Bing said bitterly.
Ah Shan still couldn't believe his ears: "My parents are here, and they can still do things for him wholeheartedly."
"You think too simplistically. Your parents can influence your thoughts. Only when you become an orphan without parents can you devote yourself to doing things wholeheartedly." Abing said coldly.
"Single-mindedly?" Ashan muttered while falling into deep thought.
A Bing had a faint smile on his face, still looking at him kindly.
Ah Shan couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and looked at Ah Bing with burning eyes: "Are you really my uncle?"
"No need to doubt, look, are there people in the world who are better than we imagined?" A Bing looked at him kindly and said very kindly.
"What uncle?" Ah Shan raised his hand angrily, pointed at Ah Bing and shouted loudly, "Since he is my uncle, why didn't you raise me and tell him today that he is my uncle?"
"Ah Shan, do you think your uncle doesn't want to raise you?" Ah Bing burst into tears, "That person wants to kill your biological parents, are you still afraid of missing me?"
"Uncle, I don't believe it, I don't believe it. Then why didn't you come to me before?" Ah Shan covered his ears and shook his head desperately, "You didn't come to me until today?"
"Ah Shan, do I have a chance to get close to you? Do you believe that I am your uncle?" Ah Bing smiled bitterly, "To this day, you still doubt that I am not your uncle."
"Why were my parents killed but you, uncle, were not?" Ah Shan stared at him with a puzzled look on his face without blinking.
Abing smiled bitterly: "Ah Shan, because I do business mainly in the Song Dynasty. And my brother, your father, mainly does business in Ziqi and Dali. If I did business with your father, I wouldn't be able to see you today. ”
Ah Shan looked at Ah Bing coldly and shook his head indifferently.
"Ah Shan, I wish I could die in place of your parents. Over the years, I have been living with guilt." After saying that, Ah Bing couldn't help crying, "I have always wanted to find you, but I didn't dare to find you. Today, I He’s only forty-five, but he already looks like he’s in his fifties.”
Ah Shan couldn't help but look at him carefully, his eyes were extremely complex.
Ah Bing wiped his tears: "Ah Shan, you are thirty-two years old this year, your zodiac sign is Tiger, and you were born in Chen time, right?"
"Many people know this." Ah Shan replied calmly, shaking his head without much fluctuation in his tone.
"Many people know this," Ah Bing looked him over, still looking kind. "You have a birthmark on your butt, which is in the shape of a plum blossom. I remember correctly, right?"
Ah Shan was no longer calm at this time. He opened his mouth so wide that he could hardly close it. He could almost fit a duck egg into it.
He asked incredulously: "How do you know?"
"They say I'm your uncle, how come you don't know this?" A Bing had a kind face, stepped forward and patted Ah Shan on the shoulder, "I hugged you not long after you were born, so of course I know your birthmark clearly."
Ah Shan finally believed what Ah Bing said. Except for a few people who knew about his birthmark, no one else knew about it at all.
He couldn't help crying and said: "Uncle, you are my uncle."
"Son, of course I am your uncle. If nothing else, I look just like your uncle." Ah Bing touched Ah Shan's face affectionately.
Ah Shan couldn't help but throw himself into Ah Bing's arms: "Uncle, you are my uncle."
"Ah Shan, although I have more than a dozen daughters, I don't have a son. Can you call me daddy?" Ah Bing stared at him with a kind face and eyes full of expectation.
Ah Shan was so excited that he finally found his relatives again: "Dad, you are my biological father."
"Good boy, I never thought that I, Ah Bing, would have my own son in this lifetime." When Ah Bing said this, he hugged his head and cried bitterly, while laughing loudly.
Abing was so excited that he left the bed and laughed toward the sky: "Heaven, I have a son, I have a son."
After saying this, he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed respectfully to the sky, making a banging sound.
Seeing Ah Bing's excited look, Ashan wiped his tears and shouted excitedly: "Daddy, Daddy."
"Son, son." A Bing got up from the ground and shouted excitedly, "Son, I have been in business all my life, and I have a fortune of tens of thousands of dollars, waiting for you to inherit it."
At this point, he couldn't help but hugged Ashan, and the two of them burst into tears again.
The two finally finished venting, and Ah Bing looked at Ah Shan again and again.
It seemed like he had never seen it before, as if he couldn't get enough of it no matter how much he looked at it.
Ah Shan felt embarrassed by Ah Bing, lowered his head and said: "Dad."
"Good son." Abing sat in front of Ashan's bed, patted his shoulder affectionately, and said with a loving smile, "Call daddy a few more times to listen."
"Daddy, daddy, I have a biological father too." Ah Shan swept away his melancholy and burst into laughter.
Abing patted his shoulder again, and his loving face suddenly became serious: "Son, how do you deal with your enemy who killed your father and mother?"
"This, this." Ashan didn't see his face suddenly sluggish, with a look of confusion on his face.
Abing stepped forward and patted Ashan on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Arroyo's father raised you, but his purpose is not like your parents, regardless of reward, he needs you to work hard."
"Dad, let the kid think about it." Ah Shan leaned his back against the wall, lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
But Abing did not let him go. He patted his shoulder and said, "Think about it, he killed your biological parents. As a son of man, you must avenge your parents' murder."
"Dad, they raised me and taught me skills." Ah Shan did not dare to raise his head to look into Ah Bing's eyes, so he lowered his head and said sheepishly.
"Asshole." Abing immediately stood up angrily from the bed, pointed at Ah Shan and said, "What is his purpose of raising and teaching you? Is it to make you work for him?"
"Do you think he is good to you?"
After hearing this, Ah Shan had this idea in his heart, but he did not dare to refute it.
"That's exactly wrong. His purpose of killing your parents and raising and teaching you was to make you grateful and make you work for him."
After talking about it, Ah Bing's face turned livid, and a lot of saliva stained Ah Shan's face.
Ah Shan didn't dare to look up at Ah Bing, nor did he dare to wipe the saliva from his face, he just looked at the quilt.
Ah Shan sighed, looking confused.
Ah Bing made tea for Ah Shan himself and placed it on the high table beside the bed.
He lovingly said to Ah Shan: "Ah Shan, I know that your mouth is dry, so drink tea to quench your thirst. This is a good tea made by Daddy. It is drunk by the spring breeze."
"Thank you, dad." Ah Shan glanced at Ah Bing gratefully and drank tea in large gulps.
He is not a man of letters and is not that particular.
However, he usually drank Tuancha before, and rarely drank high-end tea like Zui Chunfeng.
When Abing saw this, he couldn't help but shake his head and thought to himself: "He is indeed a military commander. He can deal with tea and cows chewing peonies."
Although he thought so in his heart, he was actually very happy.
"Dad, why does this tea taste different from the previous ones?" Ashan finally came to his senses and asked in surprise.
Ah Bing felt a little sad. Unexpectedly, Arroyo was reluctant to give Ah Shan the Zui Chunfeng tea.
He patiently said: "This is the tea invented by the little sage. It is the best tea in the world. It is called Zui Chunfeng. Son, what you drank before was Tuancha."
"Yes, I usually drank tea in the past." Ashan replied, not knowing what it felt like.
Ah Bing felt happy when he heard this. This is a good thing.
He then said: "Ah Shan, in fact, you have already sacrificed your life for Arroyo."
"Dad, my kid hasn't fought with the barbarians yet, so how can he say that he has already sacrificed his life for Arroyo?" Ashan shook his head desperately, as if he was beating a drum.
