Mr. Liu couldn't bear to see him, and helped him sit down with his own hands, "Brother Guo, don't be anxious, let's talk slowly. No matter what time, we have to do it for you. Think more about it for yourself and your children."
Mr. Guo's hands were trembling, and it was obvious that he had already guessed something.
Sure enough, Mr. Wen said bravely, "When we were trying to escape, we were almost overtaken by barbarians, so we had to go into the forest and met Brother Li and others from the same village. Because it was difficult to travel in the cold winter, we lived together in the mountains. A few months.
"One day, suddenly a child in the village was lost. When everyone was worried, a bandit shot an arrow and sent a message asking for food and money. There was no money or food in the village, and he wanted to save the child, so he quickly chased after him, killed the bandits, and saved the child. And this jade pendant was found from the bandits.
Mr. Guo still had some hope in his heart. His upper and lower teeth were chattering, and he still insisted on asking, "Did the bandits only steal things? Are my son and the others still safe? " "
Mr. Wen looked at Li Laosi and Liu Biaotou. Li Laosi took a deep breath and shook his head to stop the old man's thoughts.
"The four boys, four girls and four children we saw, a total of twelve people were killed. We buried it with our own hands. "
Mr. Guo fell down from his chair and fainted.
Guo Qing rushed over like crazy, hugged Mr. Guo, and looked at everyone, his eyes full of hatred and anger.
"As long as you know it. I know, why say it! Do you sincerely want to kill my uncle? "
Everyone frowned when they heard this, but they all thought that he was so worried that he was so rude.
For a moment, everyone helped to help Mr. Guo up, and Divine Doctor Zhang also took out the silver needle he had brought with him and quickly pricked the old man. Seven or eight needles.
After all, Guo Wenhao was young, so he was so frightened that he hugged the snacks and cried pitifully.
Jiayin hurried over and hugged him, patting him with her little hands.
Guo Wenhao probably didn't expect Jiayin to coax him, so he was a little surprised, but he didn't Forget the fear just now.
Soon, Mr. Guo woke up. The first thing he did was to look for his grandson. When he saw his grandson being held by a fat girl, he didn't show any fear. He let out a long sigh of relief. Tears streamed down his face.
"I knew that it was going to be very difficult for them to find me after such a long time, but I always hoped that they would have good luck and suddenly appear in front of me." I didn't expect it, but... I still didn't escape it! "
The old man has lost his son, and the white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift. This is the worst thing in the world.
Everyone felt sad and tried to persuade them, "Chief, you still have to be strong. You still have a grandson to raise. big. "
Jiayin led Guo Wenhao and walked over. Mr. Guo hugged his grandson and choked with tears.
"Wenhao, grandpa, you are the only one left. "
Guo Wenhao didn't understand what was going on, but he knew he was crying with his grandfather.
Guo Qing stood next to the old and the young, looking very sad, but Jiayin was short, and when he looked up, he could see the coldness and resentment in his eyes.
She was startled and subconsciously took two steps back. Mrs. Cui thought she was frightened by Mr. Guo, so she immediately hugged her and backed away.
Jiayin hugged Mrs. Cui's neck and could never forget the look in Guo Qing's eyes.
Jiayin lay next to Mrs. Guo's ear and whispered, "Sister, he is so scary! Like a bad guy! "
Mrs. Cui was stunned when she heard that. Before she could speak, Guo Qing turned around and looked over. The residual resentment in his eyes made her heart skip a beat.
Xu Shijian Jiayin was just a child of one or two years old, and Mrs. Cui was no different. Guo Qing He didn't take it too seriously and continued to lower his head to comfort Mr. Guo's grandparents.
"Uncle, you still have me. My parents passed away early. From now on, my uncle will be my father. I will definitely be filial to my uncle and raise Wen Hao well." "
"well. Mr. Guo patted his nephew on the shoulder and wiped his tears. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with his nephew.
Mrs. Cui hugged Jiayin tightly, not daring to let go. Finally, after thinking about it, she asked the maids to serve hot tea again.
Mr. Guo took a few sips and calmed down a bit, then he saluted and thanked Li Laosi and Liu Biaotou.
"Thank you two martyrs for burying my son and his wife. Can you two martyrs tell me how they died? Do you have any suicide notes or relics left behind?"
Li Laosi quickly returned the gift, and then said after considering it, "My condolences to you, Commander Shan. After my family was kidnapped by bandits, they were locked in a cellar. The weather was too cold, and maybe they couldn't bear it and froze to death."
Mr. Guo shed tears again. His children and grandchildren were spared the physical pain, but they still died miserably.
Li Laosi said quickly, "They didn't leave any suicide note, but they threw a few boxes of books on the way, and we picked them up. My nephew and Mr. Wen chose a few books and have been studying them, and the rest are sealed in our It's in the cave where I stayed. I'm just waiting to get it back when I have the opportunity."
At this point, Jiaren took out a book from his arms and held it in front of Mr. Guo with both hands.
Mr. Guo looked at the pages of the book and saw his eldest son's private seal and his inscription. He couldn't help but hugged the book and cried bitterly.
Li Laosi took out two more pieces of paper and said, "There are no coffins or other things in the mountain. We can only use suitcases and bury men and women separately. The appearance, age, characteristics of the buried people, and the marks of the boxes are all written down. Please keep them, Chief of the mountain. It will be easier to distinguish when the bones are removed."
Mr. Guo took it with trembling hands and insisted on kneeling down and kowtow, "Thank you for the martyr's kindness in burying the body. The Guo family will be richly rewarded."
"The mountain chief said seriously. If we go earlier, In a few days, we might be able to save them, but it's a pity." Li Laosi helped Mr. Guo, thinking of the women who committed suicide, and sighed in his heart.
Everyone continued to comfort him, and eventually Mr. Guo recovered a lot.
He had already guessed, and now he knew that his children and grandchildren died not too painfully and were buried, and the collection of books at home was preserved, which was a comfort.
Guo Qingxu was afraid that his uncle would be even more sad, so he urged him to leave.
Mr. Guo thanked everyone again before taking his grandson away.
Perhaps thanking Jiayin for his comfort just now, Guo Wenhao walked to the door, turned and ran back, crossed his legs and gave Jiayin a small carved wooden horse.
The little wooden horse was smooth and exquisitely carved. It was obviously his favorite thing.
Jiayin originally wanted to refuse, but seeing the innocence and shyness in Guo Wenhao's eyes, she subconsciously accepted it.
Everyone couldn't help laughing, even Mr. Guo seemed to feel relaxed.
"It's rare that Wen Hao has a little sister he likes. Let the children play with her. When they live close to each other in the future, they can also play together."
Mrs. Cui took Jiayin to bow and thank her, and then sent Mr. Guo off together.
Seeing a family of three getting on the carriage, everyone watched for a long time before sighing and going back to sit down again.
"It's pitiful for the white-haired man to give away the black-haired man."
"Yes, a move of the capital has ruined people's lives."
"Fortunately, the mountain chief's nephew seems to be quite filial."
Mr. Liu took a sip of tea and comforted everyone, " Don't worry too much about Mr. Guo. I heard that he has contacted his old friends and plans to reopen Taihua Academy. I believe that as time goes by, the pain will fade away and he will get better."
Mr. Wen listened. , and asked, "This is a good thing. If it is close, when the academy is built, Jiaren can go to study. Originally, I was supposed to teach in person every day, but when I first entered the court, I was a little busy, and I was afraid it would delay my family. Ren. It just so happens that Jiaren can study seriously in the academy from now on. Wouldn't it be better if I can give guidance?"