Close Mad Son-in-law

Based on experience and instructions, the person carrying the coffin took a hot bath in the bathroom. The first hot bath in nearly thirty years.

Then, under the help of a special person, he cut off his hair and shaved off his beard. Put on the casual clothes that Chu Yun prepared for him. People appeared in the hotel restaurant like dogs.

When Chu Yun saw the man carrying the coffin again, a smile swept across his lips involuntarily.

"You must have been a handsome man when you were young." Chu Yun took a drink and took two sips.

"Is it unbearable now?" The man carrying the coffin touched the hairspray on his head.

He combed a big back, full forehead, and straight features. Although he is older. Many traces of wind and frost were also left on his face. But the overall temperament is good. At first glance, he is a charming uncle.

"It can only be regarded as quite satisfactory now," Chu Yun said.

"Do you want to be shameless?" The man carrying the coffin gave Chu Yun a sideways look. "Look at your own virtues. If it weren't for your dad's length, I really want to wonder if you are her son."

"Just say me. Don't criticize my dad's looks." Chu Yun said solemnly. "In my heart, he is the most handsome in the world."

"The whole family is shameless!" The man carrying the coffin said coldly. "Your dad is so self-styled!"

Chu Yun was happy.

It turns out that Dad is still a humorous man?

Smiled. Chu Yun invited the coffin carrier to have a sumptuous dinner.

But to Chu Yun's surprise, the man who carried the coffin was no stranger to these ingredients. It also tastes good. It didn't look like a guy who had been a savage for nearly thirty years.

"What do you usually eat on the mountain?" Chu Yun said curiously.

"Lobster, abalone, foie gras and caviar. I only eat expensive ones, not the right ones." The coffin carrier said frantically. "Is that mysterious girl give it to you?"

"It's her in recent years." The man carrying the coffin said. "Before it was someone else."

"Then do you know who arranged it?" Chu Yun asked.

The answer seems obvious. Chu Yun was not convinced.

"You want to ask me. Was it the one arranged by your mother?" The man carrying the coffin took a sip of red wine and raised his eyebrows.

Chu Yun did not deny, nodded.

"I don't know." The man carrying the coffin said. "Maybe it's her. Maybe not. Anyway, the last time I saw her was ten years ago."

"Then you haven't heard about my mother before this?" Chu Yun said slowly. "Back then, my father fought and died. My mother's whereabouts are also unknown."

"The meeting of the gods did it. In that battle, the meeting of the gods suffered heavy losses. Most of the top powerhouses in the meeting were damaged. Or else, Yao Lao, a group of old dogs with no martial arts talents, can come to the top?" The coffin carrier said lightly. . "Your mother should have disappeared that time. But the outside world thought she was dead."

"Then, is there any way for you to find my mother?" Chu Yun asked unwillingly.

"I want to be able to find it. As for spending so many years on the mountain?" The man who carried the coffin frowned. "You inherited your dad's not-so-good-looking facial features genes. But you failed to inherit your mother's powerful wisdom. Net talk nonsense."

Chu Yun smiled. Don't care about the attack of the person who carried the coffin.

If I can resolve this grievance between his mother and him, it would be countless meritorious.

Full of wine and food. The man carrying the coffin took the initiative to ask: "Now Chu Family, you have the final say. Or Chu Zhongtang?"

"My second uncle." Chu Yun said with a pursed lips.

The man who carried the coffin was silent, nodded and said, "That's right. The martial art of this old thing is not below your father. Wisdom is second only to your mother. He is a man who even your mother admires very much."

"The second uncle hates my mother." Chu Yun gave a wry smile.

"Is it strange?" The man who lifted the coffin raised his eyebrows and said. "There are so many people in this world who hate your mother. Including me. Few people like her."

"Maybe you are just jealous of her." Chu Yun said casually.

Hearing the words, the man carrying the coffin was stunned. After pondering for a long time, he uttered a sullen air: "You are right. Jealousy is beyond recognition."

"Do you know much about the meeting of the gods?" Chu Yun handed the coffin carrier a cigarette.

"It's nothing more than a dark organization." The man who carried the coffin curled his lips. "But it's really strong. It's so strong that even your father can't fight it. Even your mother has stumbled."

Chu Yun's heart trembled.

Suddenly a question came to mind.

The father is deceased.

The mother is still alive.

Does she miss her father? How did she spend these years?

Why did you never show up in front of yourself?

Doesn't she care about her son at all?

"Senior. When you met my mother ten years ago, what was her state?" Chu Yun said meaningfully. The mood is quite solemn.

The person carrying the coffin heard this, but his face became a little complicated.

There was even a gleam of fear in those muddy eyes.

"She has changed." The man carrying the coffin said slowly. "She used to be high-spirited and star-studded. But I saw her ten years ago. Frankly speaking, all I felt was fear. I didn't even dare to even look at her."

"Perhaps, your father's death has hit her too much. It hasn't been digested so far." The man carrying the coffin exhaled his turbid air.

Chu Yun's mood also became heavy.

If his mother passed away~www.wuxiahere.com~, then all the grievances and hatreds would fall on Chu Yun. It's okay.

But now, the mother is still alive.

How has she spent the past twenty years?

Has she let go of the hatred back then?

Or, she has been waiting for revenge?

Chu Yun couldn't wait to find his mother right away and bear all this with her.

Chu Yun handed the man carrying the coffin another cigarette. He also gave him a cell phone and a wallet. There is a card in the wallet. Cary has a lot of money. At least according to the current consumption concept of the coffin bearer, it is difficult to spend it all.

"Where do you want to go and what you do in the future, you choose yourself. No one will interfere with your life." Chu Yun said with a pursed lips.

"What if your mother wants me to return to the snow-capped mountains?" the man carrying the coffin asked.

"If my mother finds you." Chu Yun smiled slightly. "You'd better inform me as soon as possible. I will help you persuade my mother."

The man carrying the coffin took a look at Chu Yun and guessed the complexity and contradiction in his heart. He pursed his lips and said: "You don't have to be too heavy. Your mother is such a person. She can see through the world, but the world cannot see through her. Just get used to it."

"I remember that you have always hated my mother." Chu Yun smiled. "How can you comfort me in turn and speak for her?"

"I hate her. I respect her too. I am afraid of her too." The man carrying the coffin lit a cigarette, stroked the smooth hair, and stood up. "Until you see her, you will never understand me."

"Going out to consume." The man carrying the coffin swaggered away. Thirty years of agonizing life did not distort his attitude too much.

But the shadow left by Chu Yun's mother in his heart is unforgettable for a lifetime.

Watching the man carrying the coffin leave the hotel, Chu Yun came to the door of the mysterious girl's room.

Without the girl's permission, he pushed in. His complexion was condensed.