From the conversation just now, Xu Zhan knew that one thing was that the two people were very similar, and could even be said to be the same kind of people.
For the sake of your lover, you can give up all your achievements.
Xu Zhan looked into the distance and said nothing.
Mao Dahe added: "...When I was born, I was extremely ugly and covered with hair..."
"...So I was abandoned by my biological parents."
"...I was adopted by my adoptive mother. She saw the baby in the basket when I was by a river. Fortunately, my biological parents had some conscience and did not throw me directly into the river..."
When Mao Dahe said these words, he felt a little heavy.
Xu Zhan finally knew why he was called Mao Dahe.
Mao Dahe did not name anyone to follow him, nor did anyone give him a name. His name was to remind him not to forget the past and the woman who saved him...
However, these have nothing to do with A Yuan and Mao Dahe's wife.
This is not what Mao Dahe wants to say.
Xu Zhan was silent, he could understand this feeling.
Mao Dahe continued:
"...My adoptive mother is a very kind person, but unfortunately the man is a gambler. Before she adopted me, the man did not come back for many years. My adoptive mother thought she was dead. Unexpectedly, on the eighth year after she adopted me, the man came back... …”
"This man who defrauded his family of all their money, on the first day he came back was not to atone for his sins or beg his adoptive mother for forgiveness, but to ask for money..."
"The adoptive mother refused to give it, so this man took off my adoptive mother's clothes in front of me, and then robbed the family of the only money they had to buy rice seeds..."
"...He lost all the money in one day. At night, this man came home drunk. When he saw the cold stove and my adoptive mother and I who had been hungry all day, he started going crazy and started beating people..."
At this point, Mao Dahe closed his eyes and reluctantly regained his emotions. After a long time, he continued: "... He held down the adoptive mother's head and strangled her neck..."
"...I killed that man while he was holding down his adoptive mother and hit his head with a knife..."
"...That was the first time I killed anyone..."
"At that time, the man's plasma was all over the adoptive mother's face."
"I killed someone, and my adoptive mother was so frightened... Knowing that I couldn't avoid this, she told me to run as fast as possible, as far away as possible..."
"I escaped from that place, and my adoptive mother surrendered in order to convict me. Less than a month later, my adoptive mother died in prison. It was said that she committed suicide... she pinched herself to death with a towel."
Speaking of this, Mao Dahe suddenly laughed.
But Xu Zhan knew that this was Mao Dahe's lifelong knot and heartache.
I'm afraid he won't be able to get over this hurdle for the rest of his life.
The adoptive mother who adopted him and saved his life was killed by his own hands in the end. No one can understand this feeling.
What makes Xu Zhan confused is, what does this have to do with A Yuan and Mao Dahe's wives?
"Do you know what my adoptive mother said to me that day when she pushed me away and asked me to run for my life?"
Mao Dahe stopped laughing and leaned on the driver's seat, his voice also showing a trace of vicissitudes of life.
Xu Zhan still said nothing.
Mao Dahe started talking again.
"She told me... Dahe, promise me that when you grow up, you will treat your woman well, love her well, and be a good man..."
"Dapi... do you know? My adoptive mother was crying and looking at me... I still remember that look..."
Perhaps this is why Mao Dahe didn't let A Yuan down for his wife, because he owed his adoptive mother when he was young.
He was the one who killed his adoptive mother, so he could make up for his debt to his adoptive mother by agreeing to her final plea.
"Is this why you are controlled by Li Chou and are willing to accept his instructions?"
Xu Zhan asked.
Mao Dahe smiled and replied: "After hearing this past story, many people will think that I did this to Ah Yuan to make up for my debt to my adoptive mother."
"Otherwise? Could it be that you can't let go of A-Yuan because you really love her?"
Mao Dahe did not answer Xu Zhan's question directly, but continued to talk about the past.
"That night, after I ran out of the house, I kept running... then I couldn't run anymore and I passed out... When I woke up, I found that I was not dead, but in a city, which was Yuncheng... "
"I didn't eat anything for a whole day and night, and I got caught in the rain and got cold..."
"Looking at the bun shop next to the street, I stretched out my hand from the boss, and the result was a severe beating..."
"... Soon at night, I leaned against the corner of the wall, looking at the stars, the bustling city, and the endless fireworks at the end of the street. I knew I was going to die... I felt my own insignificance, Even like an ant, no one cares about an ant starving to death in this city..."
"However, at this time, a voice came to my ears, and the voice said, are you hungry?"
"She is Ah Yuan, a little beggar, a woman who saved me for the second time..."
"Ah Yuan handed me a piece of cake and just looked at me eating it, looking at me smiling..."
"Later, I found out that Ah Yuan had actually been hungry all day at that time... At that time, she was swallowing saliva when I was eating the cake."
Xu Zhan was heartbroken. He had never thought that Mao Dahe would have such a sad childhood.
Maybe everyone has an unknown story.
Like him, like his wife, like his daughter, like Chopin, even his godmother...
In this world, many things seem ordinary on the surface, but we don’t know what is earth-shattering behind them.
"Later...you came together?"
Xu Zhan asked.
"From then on, Ah Yuan took care of me and gave me half of the food she begged for every day..."
"Later, when we grew up... Ah Yuan worked as a waiter in a restaurant, and I joined the Black Tiger Gang, helping people look after places..."
"Ah Yuan didn't let me help the Black Tiger Gang. I said I didn't know anything but fighting..."
"It's true that at that time, I only knew how to fight...sometimes my clothes would be broken or I would be injured. Ah Yuan would help me deal with the aftermath. While helping me sew clothes and treat wounds, she would also mutter and curse at me. But he cares about me in his heart..."
"The Black Tiger Gang relies on being able to rise to the top. As a young person, I am not afraid of hardship or pain. I just want to rely on my own efforts to become the steward of the Black Tiger Gang..."
"Only in that way can I let Ah Yuan live a good life..."
"But... things never go as you want."
"When I worked hard for the Black Tiger Gang, I naturally offended many people..."
"Those people obviously didn't dare to cause trouble for me, so they found Ah Yuan..."
"...They humiliated Ah Yuan, so many people..."
"Knowing that something happened to A Yuan, I begged my boss in the Black Tiger Gang to help me rescue A Yuan..."
Having said this, Mao Dahe laughed again.
The laughter revealed immense sorrow and despair.
