Continuing from the last time, I went out and saw Lao Fu who was immersed in the scorching sun. In fact, why should I do this self-touching thing? I always go out, otherwise, would I keep the body of Brother Qingyun, which he carefully packed and sent, suffocating in the room?

He held my bloodless hand and said that I had grown up.

I smiled and looked up at the setting sun. He didn't feel at all that I was like the incomplete sunlight blocked by clouds and would soon disappear. Of course, it wasn't just him, everyone in the yard felt the same. Old Hou was still laughing beside me. The Hou family, the Fu family, and some high-ranking managers of the old house were all laughing, and they were all happy that their second uncle had been caught, completely ignoring how many people's lives and property were sacrificed behind it, even their closest people.

"When I was resting in the room, I thought it was so quiet outside. I almost thought that you didn't need me anymore after doing this." I said, without any strength to say the last few words.

Old Fu had a more compassionate look than others. He lowered his head and pondered for a while, then squeezed my palm and said, "Shishi, I know you are angry with me because of Qingyun and Xiaoshen, but these are necessary sacrifices. Those who accomplish great things should let go of the feelings that should be let go. They are all in charge, and they should have thought about this day when they took on this position. In fact, to put it more harshly, we can't even keep Shuchen in our family. We must uproot the grass. I didn't see this truth many years ago, which led to this situation today."

I was startled and clenched my hands tighter. I stared at him vigilantly and was about to run back quickly. Fortunately, Lao Fu noticed my emotions and stopped this idea on his own.

"I understand that you raised Zhou Yi and Zhou Xing, so it's inevitable that you'll be reluctant to part with the two children. On second thought, Shu Chen's ability is not as good as his father's. I'll listen to you and let them go."

I looked into his eyes closely: "Will you lie to me again?"

"Things are about to end, there's no need." Old Fu spread his hands: "If you have any other requests, I can satisfy them."

I calmed myself down and turned my head to signal the people behind me: "Don't involve outsiders. Let the Lu family's doctors go. I have been recuperating for the past six months and they have been very troubled."

"Okay." Old Fu waved his hand without hesitation, and the group of fully armed men cut through the obstacles in front of the door.

My brother was mixed in the crowd. For the first time, I hated his height. He was so conspicuous. Fortunately, Old Fu's eyes were only on me. After everyone left the door, I breathed a sigh of relief and thought about Old Fu's other target. He said Xiao Shen? Shen Qilin? Obviously he misunderstood something. Cheng Cheng did a good job of concealment. He wanted to deceive his uncle, but ended up deceiving his own father. Now he was lying in the house covered in blood. The only one who was with him was the premature and weak An An.

I suddenly laughed out loud, squatted down, and looked up at the father who had once truly loved us: "Did you send He Huixin?"

Old Fu nodded: "Yes."

"Then did you tell her that it was you who actually killed Shu Yi?"

"..."

"Oh, not only Shu Yi, but also my uncle. After my uncle, there was also my third grandmother who committed suicide out of despair. She was so angry that she smashed our ancestral hall and was buried in the sea of ​​fire along with the pile of soulless tablets. Did you say anything?"

"...Shishi, it's not my fault. It wasn't me who killed Shu Yi in the end. You went to the hospital with him. How could I, as a father, put you at risk of suffocation?" His calloused and wrinkled hands gently stroked my cheek. He felt guilty at the end of his words. His cloudy eyes rolled around and he put on a more hypocritical and loving expression: "The medicine Hou Wenbin gave you was fixed in quantity. It will only make you look weak. Nothing will really happen."

I kept silent. I had expected that he would lie. It was a pity that Lao Hou didn't have time to tell him. We had already talked through this topic. Lao Hou himself couldn't guarantee that I wouldn't die suddenly from the illness, so he later gave me the antidote so that I could give birth to An An today - well, that's enough. I have no regrets.

I lowered my head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "But in Hui Xin's eyes, even if it wasn't me who killed Shu Yi, it was still related to me. Later, I protected the descendants of the second house and made it impossible for Zening to stand up. You actually dared to give her a gun. Aren't you afraid that she will use it to kill me?"

Old Fu sighed, "No, there is only one bullet in that gun. She is reluctant to kill you. You have to wait in line. She won't even kill Fu Mingtang, because he is already an old man half buried in the ground. It is easier to die quickly. He Qingyun is the continuation of his life. Only by letting this 'continuation' die in front of him can his pain be maximized. The same is true for me to kill Qingyun. If I don't force the last step, Fu Mingtang will not take out his trump card to exchange for his own son. Now you see, you are back safely, right? He is also blocked on the mountain. Our plan can reach the last step today."

"Dad, Hui Xin died in my hands." I looked at him and spoke word by word. "It was my first time to kill someone with my own hands. Did you know that she had hidden a dagger? She wanted to kill me, but someone stopped her. Then I picked up the dagger that fell on the ground and stabbed it into her neck. The blood splattered all over me."

"You are very brave." Old Fu paused and replied to me.

I coughed, tears streaming down my face. "What about her body?"

Old Fu finally smiled when he mentioned this, and rubbed my face with the back of his hand: "You hate her for harming Xiao Shen, and you got scared too. I avenged you. She was already in the hunting area an hour ago."

Well, you can imagine what a bloody scene that would be. The hunting grounds in Malaysia are quite famous, with all kinds of things. Is Hui Xin going to die without a complete body? In fact, Shu Yi was the same, except that he was cremated - two little children, I don't know how painful it was when they were unwilling to leave this world, they didn't even have time to love each other properly.

Old Fu was extremely proud, as if he was glad that he had done something that would make me feel better and happy. He held me in his arms and leaned me against his knees, gently stroking my hair.

"What else do you want me to do?" I asked, wiping my tears.

He still spoke softly: "It's very simple. Just go to the bell tower again and meet Fu Mingtang again. You don't need to do anything. I will help you, and then everything will be solved."

I stood up despite the pain. I wasn't sure if I had enough strength to climb the building, but it was probably the only way to accumulate enough moral capital for Cheng Cheng and An An and make their lives better. I accepted it: "But you can't think of sacrificing Feng Shizhi this time."

Old Fu was helpless: "He went there to try to solve your problem by dying together with Fu Mingtang. This is not within my plan. Shishi, Dad promises that as long as Fu Mingtang does not fire his gun, he will not die even if he falls off the bell tower."

"He is so stupid. It's also my fault. Why didn't I explain it clearly? I let him fall into the trap carefully woven by others and become the most useless pawn. It's obvious that they only need me, right?" I wiped my tears with a wry smile.

Old Fu's face tightened slightly, but his tone remained calm: "Shishi, you can't talk to me like that."

"Then I should thank you for the life you brought me?"

"I did it for you. If it weren't for you, Fu Mingtang would have no reason to be jealous of the eldest son's family."

"That's my fault?"

"No, I'm too weak, so today, I need to be strong one last time."

Old Fu restrained himself from relaxing his frown and once again held my hand, which had already been pulled away.

"Let's go. It will be difficult to go up the mountain if it's too late."

Lao Hou felt that it was almost time, so he came up and put his arm around my shoulder, laughing: "What's wrong, girl? You don't look well. If you are frightened and your legs are weak and you can't walk, how about I carry you?"

Old Fu elbowed him with a jealous look in his eyes and said, "Whose daughter do you care to call her daughter? Just call her that because I agree. Don’t you have a daughter yourself…" As he spoke, he controlled the joystick to push the wheelchair forward and walked away.

Lao Hou let out a long "Hey" and patted me angrily: "Look how stingy your father is. After all, I have taken care of you for so many years and saved his life, but he treats me like this? I just call you my daughter! If he has the guts, just jump up and hit my knees. Now I can't even stand up..."

I felt a headache after listening to him, and left before he finished speaking. Although Lao Hou is much more reliable than Lao Fu in some ways, unfortunately I couldn't muster the energy and couldn't comfort this restless heart. I could only remind Lanlan and others to guard the main house and not let anyone in before I came back. Except for An An who would cry, Xuan would hug him and coax him, and I didn't trust anyone else.

Ji Bing waited for a long time but my response didn't come, and he realized sadly that his reputation could not be saved, so he took the initiative to help me, carrying me halfway up the mountain. During this time, Lao Fu wanted to ask me what was going on, but was forced to give up because of his impatience. Until we returned to the square, he put me down, and I leaned over and saw the dried brown blood stains that had dripped from the roof and landed on the gray concrete floor.

I couldn't tell whose blood it was. It was most likely Brother Qingyun's or Huixin's. Chengcheng's wound was not on the artery, so it wouldn't cause a large-area spray. Old Fu didn't have the patience to let me stare at that thing all the time, and urged me to go upstairs alone several times. So I went upstairs and saw Second Uncle and Qi Cheng being chased in a mess. Then I realized that the blood might also be Zhizhi's. He was squeezed between the two of them with his neck pressed against him. There was a trace of red on his neck that had been cut by the dagger.

When Old Fu came up, he stuffed a gun into my hand, but I stared at the scene and didn't want to follow his plan anymore. Since everyone says that I am the source of all the hatred in the Fu family, then I will have to bear all the consequences.

I took the gun off my waist. Qi Cheng was frightened and couldn't stop scolding me, but I just put the gun on the ground and kicked it aside. Second uncle was stunned and stretched out his hand to stop him. He tried to stay calm and asked me: "Shishi, where is Shuchen? Second uncle promises you that as long as he is safe, I will give you Feng Shizhi and the files, and I will not leave. You can do whatever you want with me, okay? I don't blame you for Qingyun's matter!"