Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 136
If he saw it with his own eyes, it must be Xia Ling who left the general's mansion on his own.

3000 taels, a few words of scaring, did she just compromise?

Jiang Qinghan's voice became colder and colder, "Then go to the city gate guards and ask them if they have ever seen Xia Ling leave the city."

"Yes."

After Ye Yu left, Jiang Qinghan's feet unconsciously walked towards Xiao Baozi's house.

Push the door open.

Xiao Baozi was still wearing the clothes he wore during the day, and sat upright on the bed, looking down at the book left by Mr. Bai Ri.

As soon as he heard the sound, Xiao Baozi raised his head and rubbed his tired eyes, "Where is my mother? Is my mother back? When will mother take me home?"

"This is your home."

Jiang Qinghan stepped into the door, sat next to the little bun, stretched out his hands to hold the little bun on his lap.

Although he lived here for a few days, he had never been so intimate with his father. For a moment, Xiao Baozi panicked and his body was as hard as a rock.

Jiang Qinghan lowered his head and looked at his son's chubby little face. His heart felt as if he had been stabbed by the tip of a knife. "In the past few years, you have been living with your mother. I'm just afraid that you are playful and will delay your future." You have a bright future, so I’m a bit harsh on you, can you blame me?”

The little bun pursed his mouth, rolled his eyes, and said softly, "A little bit. If I make a mistake again next time, can you stop beating the master and hit me."

Hearing this, Jiang Qinghan bent the corners of his lips, "When I was young, your grandfather was stricter with you than me. I used to hate it too, but I thought my father didn't love me, but now I'm sitting on the position of a first-rank general. There will be no more complaints. Don’t you also want to be a general? You are my son, if you study hard, you will become a general older than your father in the future.”

Hearing that his tone was not as cold as usual, but changed from usual, warm like a flickering candle beside him.

Little Baozi was no longer as afraid of him as before, and asked in a sweet voice, "Is there any general greater than you?"

Jiang Qinghan hugged the child, pursed his lips and thought for a while, with a slightly embarrassed expression, he shook his head, "No, dad is the biggest general in this Fengyuan."

It was the first time Xiao Baozi saw Jiang Qinghan like this, and he used to think he was scary, but now he couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Qinghan was afraid that he would make a noise for his mother, so he fell down and lay on the bed with the little bun in his arms, "Dad tell you the story of killing the enemy on the battlefield?"

Little Baozi stared at Jiang Qinghan's face attentively, showing full interest.

He originally wanted to tell a story to lull the little bun to sleep, but he didn't expect the child to enjoy listening to stories so much that he told three stories. The little bun's eyes were still as big as copper bells, and he rubbed against him in his arms. Rubbing, "One more! One more!"

A dark figure flashed outside the door, and Jiang Qinghan listened to Ye Yu at the door saying: "General, my subordinate is back."

"how?"

"Going out of the city towards the south, do you want to look for it?"

"No need."

Xiao Baozi quietly listened to the conversation between the two, and Jiang Qinghan continued to tell him the story, but he seemed a little absent-minded.

Jiang Qinghan got up and took off Xiao Baozi's clothes, covered him with the quilt, and softly coaxed him: "Okay, it's too late, go to bed earlier."

The little bun turned over, faced Jiang Qinghan, and asked in a childlike voice: "My mother, where did you go?"

"She..." Jiang Qinghan paused, and wanted to say what was on his mind, but recalled how Xia Ling comforted the little bun, and changed his words: "I went to open a shop elsewhere, and I will give you money to buy a house."

Little Baozi's eyes turned red in an instant, holding back his tears, he asked, "Will you come back to see me?"

He patted Xiao Baozi's back twice with his hand, "Yes. As long as you practice martial arts hard and study hard according to your master's instructions. When you grow up a bit, I will take you to see your mother."

The little bun frowned, tears flowing from the corners of his eyes to the bridge of his nose, and finally soaked into the pillow.

He leaned closer to Jiang Qinghan's body, buried his small head on Jiang Qinghan's chest, and choked, "I know, my mother doesn't want me anymore. She hurried past my room with things in her hands. No matter how much I yell, I won't turn back. Will you... Will there be a day when you don't want me?"

This cry broke Jiang Qinghan's heart.

Facing Xiao Baozi's words, he felt sad and angry at the same time.

He also lost his mother at the age of Xiao Baozi when he was young. In contrast, he had no choice, no matter how sad he was, he could only admit the fact that he would not have a mother in the future.

But as far as he was concerned, his mother, whom he had relied on since childhood, just abandoned him without saying a word.

It's more heartbreaking than death.

He also hated that the previous Xia Ling couple were indifferent to fame and fortune, pretended to be noble, and regarded the little bun more than life, which gave them the wrong impression, and even really regarded her as such a deeply affectionate person, but they did not I thought her heart was so cruel.

Two days later.

The night wind howled past, blowing the curtain on Xia Ling's body, and the bumps and cold wind under him directly woke up Xia Ling who had just had a sliver of consciousness.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and the surroundings were dark, as if she had entered a forest. Although the curtain blocked her view, she could still hear the large leaves rustling in the wind.

His body was stiff and he didn't dare to move.

I don't know how many people are behind me, I can only hear the chaotic footsteps, I'm afraid that if I move, I will fall into a dilemma that I can't solve at all.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the car that was pushing her stopped.

Two or three people came over and lifted her up, and there was the sound of unlocking in her ears.

The door opened, and the two people threw her to the ground in the house. Then they closed the door tightly and locked it on the outside again.

Hearing people leave, Xia Ling opened the curtain on his body.

There were no windows in the house, and it was pitch black.

Suddenly I heard something moving in the corner.

Her voice was a little trembling, and she asked towards the dark room, "Is anyone there?"

Her response was silence.

Helpless, he could only grope for the direction where he was just thrown, pressed his back against the door, and waited for dawn to see if there would be a turning point.

Xia Ling didn't dare to sleep all night, always feeling that someone on the opposite side moved back and forth, making some movement.

It was finally dawn, and although the room was still dark, at least a glimmer of light could be seen through the gap in the window that was locked to death.

It can be vaguely seen that there is indeed a person sitting opposite.

The long hair hangs over the face, the clothes on the body are terribly dirty, the hair covers the face, and it is impossible to see clearly, like a female ghost at the foot of the opposite wall.

Xia Ling got up from the ground and looked around, but could only see darkness.

"Who are you? How long have you been here?" Xia Ling did not dare to act rashly, so she stood and asked the woman huddled at the foot of the wall, fearing that rashly moving forward would irritate her.

Hearing Xia Ling's voice, the woman shrank her body back, raised her hand to hug her head, her whole body was trembling.

Seeing this, Xia Ling didn't dare to say anything else to her. She turned around and looked at the window that was sealed from the outside.

There is no sunshine here all day long, and everything is sticky.

(End of this chapter)