Chapter 323： blame me

The latest website: Zhulan stood at the door and looked at Yang Wuchun carefully. After a year of not seeing him, Wu Chun has changed a lot. Before, Wu Chun still had a smile on his face, but now Wu Chun is more and more majestic. Standing still in the yard like a **** knife, Wu Chun's eyes were red, and Yulu was so frightened that she hid in Li's arms.

Li Shi also took a step back in fright, and Li Shi muttered in his heart, as expected of the person who came down from the battlefield, the momentum is frightening.

Yang Wuchun's throat moved, and he knelt down with red eyes, "Uncle, uncle."

Zhulan's eyes instantly turned red, although she didn't have any illusions in her heart, but seeing Wu Chun's reaction, Zhulan couldn't help crying, it's been so long, it's the first time facing the death of a loved one, with a hoarse voice, " Is it Wu Dong or Wu He?"

Yang Wuchun's nasal voice was very strong, "It's Wu Dong. In order to save me from dying, I am ashamed of my grandfather's instructions and my parents."

It was his own brother who died, or the youngest brother. Wu Dong didn't marry him, and he, the eldest brother, didn't protect his younger brother well.

Zhulan cried, she still remembered the boy who loved to laugh and play, and joked with her when he left, "Gu, wait for me to bring back my military exploits, so that my aunt can be beautiful."

Zhou Shuren's heart sank, and he stepped forward to help Wu Chun, "Go into the room and talk."

Wu Chun touched his tears, he stepped on his younger brother's blood today, "En."

Mrs. Li and Mr. Zhou were originally very happy, but now they are both stupid. They only paid attention to Wu Chun's promotion and fortune, and never thought that all generals were fighting.

Li Shi said faintly: "No wonder my parents are not in a good mood recently. It turns out that my parents have already guessed it."

Boss Zhou recalled carefully. After seeing Wu Chun, his parents were very worried when they came back. The parents guessed that day. Boss Zhou was very nasal and hoarse. The Wu Dong who called his eldest cousin was gone. I couldn't help crying, "How come it's gone!"

Mrs. Li also cried, Xuehan only recovered when she heard the cry, knowing that Wu Dong's cousin was really dead, Pazi covered her mouth and cried, Ming Teng and Yulu were small, Ming Teng was just death, but I don't understand it deeply, but my parents cried, my grandma cried, and the little guy also cried, and Yulu cried when she saw her brother crying.

Ma Eryue lowered her head, obviously happy, and sighed in her heart. As a servant, he really didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only stand stupidly.

Inside the room, Zhulan wiped her tears and asked, "Where's Wuhe?"

Wu Chun said sadly: "Wu He is injured. He is recuperating at Zheng's house. It is estimated that he should be fine."

Zhou Shuren didn't want to sprinkle salt on Wu Chun's wound. His younger brother saved him. Wu Chun was the one who hurt the most. He moved his mouth but didn't ask.

Wu Chun red eyes, "They are all under my hands, we were ambushed, Wu Dong shouldn't die, it's me, he blocked the sword for me, it's me, I have sons and daughters, he is not married yet. what!"

He has no face to see his parents and dare not face his grandparents.

Zhulan and Zhou Shuren had guessed it long ago, and they were more receptive. They watched Wu Chun express his repentance. They knew that Wu Chun had always kept it in his heart. He never said these words. No longer.

Zhulan stared at Wu Chun's eyes. Wu Chun's eyes were bloodshot. This was because Wu Dong had not had a good rest after his death. Wu Chun's heart was the most tormented of all.

Wu Chun slapped himself hard, Zhu Lan wanted to step forward and took the outstretched hand and paused, she and Zhou Shuren watched quietly, Wu Chun wailed and sat down on the ground, all crying was remorse.

Wu Chun cried for a long time, and after a long time he slowly calmed down.

Zhou Shuren stepped forward to help Wu Chun, "The battlefield is ruthless, you can't put all the responsibility on yourself, you decided to go to the battlefield to fight for the Yang family, and you have prepared for the worst in your heart, and Wu Dong in the spirit of the sky doesn't like to see you. Live in remorse."

Wu Chun's voice was completely hoarse, "Uncle."

He knew, he knew, he forgot that when Wu Dong died, he smiled at him and said it was good for him to be alive.

Don't look at the little brother's usual giggling, this kid knows everything, and saving him is not only a pro-eldest brother, but also this kid's hope that he is the Yang family.

Later, even Wuhe was stabbed for him, but Wuhe insisted on the reinforcements, but Wuhe was also seriously injured, and he did not participate in the subsequent battle. When he left the northwest, Wuhe was just able to go to the ground.

Wu He knew that he was suffering, and he insisted on seeing him. Wu He said that he and Wu Dong were willing to die for him.

Zhulan's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her voice was hoarse, "Have you brought back Wu Dong's body?"

Wu Chun sniffed, "I sent someone to **** Wu Dong's body back to his hometown. I should have followed him, but the war was not over, so I couldn't leave. Later, I went to Beijing. According to the time, I should have arrived at my hometown."

He didn't have that much money on him, and he borrowed a lot of money from the Zheng family.

Although there was a war at the border, there were still a lot of desperadoes. As long as they were willing to spend money and **** the corpse, there was no danger to their lives. As long as the money was enough, they would be happy to do it.

Zhou Shuren patted Wu Chun, "You did a great job."

He knew that when the battlefield was cleaned on the battlefield, too many people died, some were burned on the spot, and some were buried together after cleaning the battlefield. Only some military generals with official rank would be transported back alone.

Wu Chun was able to bring Wu Dong's corpse back from the battlefield, and also asked someone to send the corpse home, which has been done very well.

Zhulan was worried about her parents. They were getting old, and she didn't know if she could bear it.

In Sunjia Village, Wu Dong's body has been buried, the white-haired man is sending the black-haired man, and the Yang family is filled with sadness.

Yang Dayong locked himself in the room for two days and called his two sons. Yang Dayong looked at the eldest son's white hair, closed his eyes and quickly opened, "Boss, you must want to know why I later Leave Wudong and Wuhe alone!"

Yang Zhumu lowered his head, "Father, needless to say, I already guessed it."

Yang Zhulin has red eyes Dad, you are right. "

Yang Dayong's heart also hurts, "Wu Dong and Wu He are both good children. If you want to complain, you can blame me. They all listen to me, and Wu Chun can't die."

Yang Zhumu choked, his old son, "Father, I understand that Wu Chun is also Wu Dong's brother. He is happy that Wu Dong can save his brother, and his son has no complaints."

Yang Zhulin, "My son has no complaints."

Yang Dayong's hands are shaking. He has been on the battlefield, and he knows that life is not fate on the battlefield. With three grandsons, he has long been mentally prepared. It would be good to survive one, and now he survives two, he should be happy , but my heart hurts so much!

In the capital, Yang Wuchun finally recovered, and was about to give credit when Boss Zhou came in, "Father, Zheng Hong is here."

Zhou Shuren said: "Quickly please."

Cough cough, Yang Yang thought and thought, it is unrealistic for the three brothers to live~~~~

(End of this chapter)