Dressed as the daughter of the villain's son?

Brother Long looked at the two children with sad faces, hesitated for a moment, and finally used sign language to little Qilin.

The little Qilin was not as excited as Brother Long had imagined. He looked at Brother Long hesitantly and closed his mouth.

Brother Long didn't understand. He didn't know if it was because his brother was distracted and didn't pay attention to his movements. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the little Qilin, and repeated the sign language.

Little Qilin was still very hesitant. Brother Long became a little anxious and made a series of gestures. Little Qilin nodded and said to Qingyun: "Brother asked you why you need money. If it's urgent, he can lend it to you."

Qingyun rested his elbows on his thighs, supporting his cheeks with his hands, and didn't pay much attention to what Xiao Qilin said, "Brother Long's money is also New Year's money, I can't accept it."

Zhong Ruichi shook his head and made a few gestures to Xiao Qilin. Xiao Qilin sighed and said to Qingyun: "Brother can take the dividends from the family. He has a lot of money."

Qingyun's eyes showed surprise. She really wanted to ask, if Brother Long had it, why didn't you, Xiao Qilin, have it? But she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips. What if it involved some secrets? That would be very bad.

Under Long Ge's curious gaze, Qing Yun organized his words, straightened his sitting posture and said, "I like watching TV, and I think those actors are very interesting."

"Fufengbao has a grandfather who served in several armies and knows a lot of war stories."

"I want to make a movie and then have some fun in it." Qingyun tried to use a child's mindset to explain what he wanted to do. He wanted to act, which should be reasonable.

"Brother Ayin said that making a movie requires a lot of money, and I don't have enough, so I'm short of money."

Qingyun showed a frustrated look on his face as he spoke, "Grandpa said that so few people know about those stories and heroes, and soon no one will know about them anymore."

"If I take a picture of this, more people will know that there are such great heroes."

Brother Long didn't care at first, as if he was listening to a child making a fuss, but he didn't know what words touched his heart.

After Qingyun finished speaking his mind, Brother Long nodded and gestured a few times to the little Qilin.

"My brother said he could lend me the money, but he wanted to see more."

Xiao Qilin was still a little confused, and Qingyun also pretended to be confused. She was very anxious and wanted to gather everyone now, assign the task, show it to Party A, and wait for Party A to transfer the money.

Next, Brother Long shared his understanding of film making with Qingyun, which made Qingyun astonished. Even Brother Long's superficial understanding was so complicated.

Qingyun felt dizzy after listening to this, and when Fu Shengyu came to take her back, she still felt a little dizzy.

She was too young. After playing for a whole morning and thinking for half an afternoon, she fell asleep on the way to say goodbye to her master's house by Fu Shengyu.

When Qingyun woke up, it was already dinner time. The street lights outside had already been turned on. Through the window, he could see clusters of warm yellow light. The dim room made him feel lonely for no reason.

Qingyun used to enjoy this kind of solitude, but now she is very afraid of it. She doesn't want to leave Fu Shengyu. She can't accept it, and Fu Shengyu can't accept it either.

Qingyun stumbled and opened the half-open door. The lights in the corridor illuminated every corner. It was Fuyao. Qingyun's beating heart finally calmed down.

Slowly holding the handrail, he walked down the stairs. In the living room, Fu Shengyu sat on the sofa with a book in his hand. He had almost finished reading. "Father." Qingyun's voice was a little hoarse and a little soft, having just woken up.

Fu Shengyu put down the book in his hand, found Qingyun's small figure with a smile on his face, stood up, walked over and picked up Qingyun with ease.

The dishes had already been served in the restaurant. Fu Shengyu smiled and put Qingyun on a chair and poured her a glass of honey water. "You must be hungry. We'll eat soon."

Qingyun took a sip of the water; it was warm and sweet. Her throat was moistened and she felt her whole body was soaked in happiness.

Such an ordinary night was the ordinary life that she once felt was out of reach.

Because we had a big meal of meat and fish for lunch, dinner was basically vegetables, with only one dish of black pepper beef cubes. Qingyun couldn't chew it, so he gave up. It was still a blessing to eat vegetables.

After dinner, Fu Shengyu said he wanted to take Qingyun for a walk to help digest the food. Because the night wind was still bitingly cold, they only walked two laps in the small courtyard outside.

Qingyun asked about Brother Long, why Xiao Qilin had a brother, and why Brother Long couldn't speak.

Fu Shengyu walked around twice in silence before going back to explain, "Zhong Ruichi is the child of Uncle Xiao Qilin." The war was fierce in the past few years, and Zhong Lingxiao's family originally went to Wuzhou to visit the Yue family, and brought the Yue family to Fengzhou for refuge.

Unexpectedly, the Wuzhou government lost the lives of 30,000 Wuzhou soldiers due to wrong judgment. In war, one must fight for people and money. Money can buy better weapons and equipment.

Wuzhou was a wealthy city, and when the locals cried poor, patriotic patriots would naturally spend all their wealth. However, the second-in-command of the Wuzhou army was a corrupt official, and after layers of exploitation, less than one-third of the money was actually used for the soldiers.

The top leader and the second-in-command were still fighting within the Wuzhou Army, so Zhong Lingxiao's Yue family donated all their wealth to the top leader. Because of this disruption, Zhong Lingxiao's family could not leave the city.

Fortunately, within two months, the second-in-command was hanged at the city gate.

Immediately afterwards, the enemy launched a fierce attack. The Wuzhou army was in urgent need of medicines, so Zhong Lingxiao called Fu Shengyu for help. Fu Shengyu had a pharmaceutical factory that produced anti-inflammatory drugs.

Fu Shengyu urgently allocated excess medicines to send for support. Zhong Lingxiao went to tell Commander Wu Yueqing the delivery location, but was shot and killed by a spy on his way back.

Zhong Lingxiao's widow Sun Yaxin inherited her late husband's will and continued to work for the Wuzhou Army in the war of resistance. At that time, Fu Shengyu had already started the arms trafficking business, but obviously he did not have that much ability, so he acted as a middleman for Sun Yaxin and earned some hard-earned money.

After Zhong Lingxiao's sacrifice, Zhong Lingxiu will become the helmsman of the Zhong family and support it. She is worried about her sister-in-law and nephew, and hopes they can return to Fengzhou.

Zhong Lingxiu donated two million to Feng Zhoujun, and Feng Huayang came forward and spoke well of them, before Feng Zhoujun agreed to send troops to provide protection along the way.

But the Sun family was arrested, and Sun Yaxin sent her son to the train in tears. She was relieved that her son was surrounded by ten of Wu Yueqing's personal soldiers.

However, because there was a traitor in Wuzhou who leaked Sun Yaxin's whereabouts, two groups of people attacked at the station with grenades and pistols, leaving everyone bloody.

Zhong Ruichi witnessed his mother's death with his own eyes and was stunned where he stood. He was hidden under the bed by his personal soldiers for a day and a night. He was not pulled out of the bed until Feng Zhou's soldiers arrived.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way and the person was sent to the Zhong family.

After Zhong Lingxiu found out, she was grief-stricken for several days. When she recovered and wanted to take revenge, she found that her nephew looked dull and could not speak.

From then on, Zhong Ruichi stopped talking and went out. After the war was over, Zhong Lingxiu took him to pick up his parents' ashes, but he didn't expect that they would also have to pick up the ashes of his grandparents' family.

The little child mechanically took one urn after another. Zhong Lingxiu was wiping her tears beside him, watching her nephew with dazed eyes, yet with a sadness that everyone could understand.

The staff nearby couldn't help but burst into tears. Wu Yueqing wanted to say something to comfort the child, but in the end he just touched his head and said that he recognized this nephew.

Thinking of the day of the burial, a child opened his mouth, unable to make any sound, but anyone could hear his roar.

Fu Shengyu would sigh whenever he thought of that scene. He had a good relationship with Zhong Lingxiao, and he felt very sad to see his friend's child left behind like this.

After Fu Shengyu finished telling the story, he realized that Qingyun was sobbing, with red eyes and nose.