Chapter 1797

At the beginning of summer seven, he looked down and saw the picture in the pocket watch cover. He was stunned and said in disbelief: "this picture..."

"Is it like when you were a child?" "This is a picture of your mother's childhood," he explained with a smile, without waiting for the answer on the seventh day of the summer

On the seventh day of the summer, the hand holding the pocket watch was stiff. He raised his head and glared at him. He gritted his teeth and asked, "why do you have a picture of my mother when she was a child in your hand? Have you been watching my mother since she was a child? "

"Don't be so ugly..." the old man shook his head and gave a light smile and explained slowly, "the reason why I have your mother's childhood photos is that... Your mother was raised by me!"

"What did you say?" At the beginning of summer, seven felt their whole blood coagulated. They looked at the old man in front of them in disbelief. A chill spread slowly from the soles of their feet to their whole body.

"You don't want to lie to me, think I will forgive you, my mother, you can't be such a cunning person raised up..." the words of the seventh day of the summer had not finished, the voice had begun to tremble slightly.

"Whether you accept it or not, that's the truth!" The old man shrugged his shoulders and replied with a smile: "she was really raised by me. She is also a member of the rose cross society that I trained her to become a member of the cross army. Brian is my confidant and has been helping me lead her. Otherwise, with your mother's intelligence, how can you trust Brian without suspense?"

"It's impossible..." on the seventh day of the summer, she kept shaking her head and couldn't believe the fact: "my mother has relatives. How can you be raised by people like you? You can't raise such kind and virtuous children as my mother..."

"Yes, your mother is so kind. Besides, she is perfect!" The old man nodded slightly, but agreed with the saying of the seventh day of the summer: "her work, her organization, is doomed that she should not be too kind-hearted, but it's a pity that in the end, she was harmed by her own kindness and put herself to death for the sake of so-called friends and justice!"

These words made her fist clench angrily on the seventh day of the summer. She suddenly stood up and rushed to the "Zun Ling" who was still sighing in front of her. However, before her fist touched him, her shoulders were held down by his two men, and the whole person was pressed on the table and couldn't move.

The body of the seventh day of the summer could not move, but her mouth was not blocked. She could only stare at the old man in front of her, gritting her teeth and scolding angrily: "it's said that tigers are poisonous and don't eat children. If you raise my mother, you will kill her in the end. You are vicious and terrible, you pervert, you madman..."

The old man walked slowly to her side, looked down at her angry face, shook his head and sighed: "you scold, scold more, I will feel comfortable! It's undeniable that I'm really sad to lose your mother, such a capable adopted daughter. After all, it's not easy to cultivate such excellent talents as her. It's a pity that in the end, something went wrong... "

When he said that, he looked down at the seventh day of the summer and stroked her messy hair. A smile of self mockery rose from the corner of his lips.

"It's like your mother. It's just like a copy of her. When you witnessed your mother's death, I sent someone to block your memory. I just don't want you to grow up in hatred, but it's a pity that you're still on the verge of success in the end!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he tried to turn his face away from his fingers and said coldly, "don't pretend to be a good man. Your hands are covered with dirty blood and can't be cleaned forever!"

"Even so, whose hands are really clean?" The old man shook his head and said with a low smile, "is your husband Feng Xun? He has no mercy on his fellow countrymen! And his father, who shot and killed his mother's lover, escaped the crime by feigning death.... "

When he said this, he didn't seem to want to talk more about Fengjia. He just sighed: "if I had known that things would come to this situation, it would be better for me to send someone to take you away in those days than it is now!"

"If you took me away that year, when I knew the truth, I would still take revenge on you and cut the enemy with my hand!" The seventh day of the summer retorts with a sneer.

The old man shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly and made a "hush" sound on his lips. Although his tone was casual, it was somewhat murderous: "if you grow up with me, at least you won't become a couple with Feng Xun, who indirectly killed your mother!"

"I said that Feng Xun had nothing to do with my mother's death!" At the beginning of summer, seven voices roared.

"It seems that you are a little girl who is still in love. I don't know how much soul soup Feng Xun has given you..." the old man sighed. Seeing that she was locked on the table like this, he waved to his men and motioned them to take her straight up and sit back in her original position.

"Maybe that's what he told you, but don't forget that the accident happened in those years because of Feng Xun. Your mother also died because of saving Feng Xun!"

The neck of the seventh day of the summer is still a little uncomfortable. Hearing what he said, he sneered and said, "you don't have to continue to stir up the trust between Feng Xun and me here! My mother and Feng Xun are both victims, and you are the culprits behind the scenes! "

"Well, even if Feng Xun was young at that time, he was half a victim, but the family behind him was not innocent, his father and his grandfather were not innocent!"

When the old man said this, he picked up the snuff bottle, sniffed it, and said in a deep voice, "on the seventh day of the summer, I can't explain to you for a while. But if you can't believe your own judgment, you can talk to your father. If your father knows that your mother died for Feng Xun, he supports you and Feng Xun, Just think I didn't say anything

On the seventh day of the summer, her face changed slightly. Although it was no longer a knot between her and Feng Xun, she never dared to mention it to her father or elder brother

After all, even she almost regarded Feng Xun as the one who killed her mother. How could she ensure that her father and elder brother would not be angry with Feng Xun?

The old man carefully observed Xia's reaction on the seventh day of the lunar new year, and knew that she had been avoiding it. He said with a funny voice, "it seems that I already know the answer without asking! In fact, there is a final solution to this matter... "

He wanted to continue to talk. Suddenly, one of his subordinates came in from the outside and whispered something to him. He frowned slightly, nodded slightly to his subordinates, picked up the snuff bottle, and said with a smile to the seventh day of the summer: "you stay here for a while, I'll come!"