Strongest Guard - Chapter 2240

The mother hasn’t touched the fish for 108 days.

Even the meatless old man, now seeing the puppy running on the street, his eyes will glow green.

no good.

Li Nanfang didn’t dare to make his mother angry, and even the old man didn’t dare.

If Li Nanfang treats his mother as a real mother to be filial, then in the heart of the old man, she is a real mother!

So the old man, more than anyone, hopes to hear about that **** sooner.

His mother promised him that he could only open meat after the news from the south.

Looking at the big model walking by in front of him, he deliberately raised his hind legs and **** him at the dog that soaked in urine. The old man hated it, but he didn’t dare to lift his foot and kick it out. , The old man must not do a bad thing, this is also the imperial edict of the teacher.

After sighing heavily, the old man went home and walked under the window, picked up the rope and axe, and when he was about to be fired, he looked back at Westinghouse.

This room used to be a utility room, but now it has become a Buddhist hall.

It can also be said to be Taoism.

In addition to the Guanyin Bodhisattva, there are also Sanqing elders. The incense is curling up, which has never been cut off in the last hundred and eight days.

During these days, the mother was here no matter whether it was day or night.

Master is praying for Li Nanfang.

Super degree for Yue Zitong.

But he made the old man stay alone for more than three months in the vacant room, and he felt like he couldn’t say anything–

After staring at Westinghouse for a while, the old man sighed silently, put the rope on his shoulder, and just turned to go out, he saw a few women in white linen and white satin standing outside the door.

After seeing these women, the old man didn’t feel the slightest surprise.

Because I don’t know if I should call it a Buddhist temple or a Taoist temple from home, these women will come here every day at the beginning of the day, burning incense and sitting with their mother.

The tallest surname is Li, Li Muchen.

The surname on her left is Zhan Zhan Xing Shen.

The smallest surname is Chen, Chen Yu’er.

These three women were all poor people who had been harmed by that **** Li Nanfang, but praying for him every day was nothing short of sin.

In fact, in the second month after they came to 800, they wanted to go out like Helan Xiaoxin and others to “work” at the maritime search and rescue company in Binhai, Eastern Province, and take turns out of the sea with them, but Yang Xiao did not allow it.

After his aunt died, Yang Xiao was automatically upgraded to the older sister’s older sister, so that Shen Yun had to put the child down and return to South Korea, she had to go back obediently, let Chen Yuer and the others wait at home obediently, and they had to wait at home.

As if an appointment had been made, they would show up at the door every morning when the old man went out.

After the old man walks away, they will go to the Westinghouse and silently accompany their mother to pray for blessings.

In fact, the old man felt that these three women should not have much affection for Li Nanfang’s bastard. Now when praying for him, he might secretly curse that he must die outside—-

The old man smiled at them and took a step.

Toot, toot!

Suddenly a telephone rang from inside the Westinghouse.

There is even a phone in the solemn Buddhist hall or Taoist temple, which is really not serious.

But this was requested by his wife, and the old man had to obediently do it.

The phone ringing is not too loud, it can be heard in the old man, in the ears of the three women outside the fence, but like thunder, everyone can’t breathe——all suddenly raised their heads, looking over there, the heartbeat sounds like Also stopped.

As long as ten thousand years had passed, the door of the Westinghouse creaked open.

In just a few months, the mother who had lost much of it came out, facing the half golden sunrise rising in the east, and smiled softly at the old man: “Master, from today, you can eat meat.”

“Eat meat? Ha, what is good about meat? Or tofu is delicious.”

The old man smirked, and after smelling the beany smell coming out of his mouth, he just wanted to vomit.

He quickly raised his head, swallowed, and looked to the east, and said with emotion: “Hey, why haven’t you seen Chaoyang so beautiful before?”

The golden sunlight faded away, and it shone brightly on Miura’s light and pure face.

It was tears glistening in the sun.

Her poor father was hit to death by a stone by Tanaka.

So from this moment on, Lily became an orphan, automatically upgraded to the boss of the ship—-

Chuan Xiaoer is dumb, or Li Nanfang.

Although Miura was heartbroken, he was a little surprised, and found that he couldn’t understand Li Nanfang more and more.

From Ueshima Sakura’s act of kissing him like crazy, even a fool can see how much she loves this man.

But he patted her on the back a few times at most, and still didn’t say a word.

It is also the most dangerous time when a girl starts to take a formal interest in a man.

Ueshima Sakura is a living example.

Back then, if she hadn’t been interested in Li Nanfang, who had savagely occupied her, then there would be no Sakura on the island today, and she would not be so excited when she finally found him.

Even after the excitement, there will be a look of fear in her eyes.

She finally discovered Li Nanfang’s indifference, thinking that after he killed Yue Zitong, she didn’t want to ignore her or all the women who were looking for him.

Li Nanfang now wants to wake up Yue Zitong, who committed suicide, want to see?

It’s not.

Not at all!

When Sakura on the island shook his head in fear, Li Nanfang finally made a move. With the tip of his right foot, he drew a few words on the sand-I’m sorry.

Before he found Yue Zitong’s body, he would not speak any more, let alone love any woman.

He was using this very ridiculous, and unfair way to Shangdao Sakura and others to make atonement.

Even more tactfully, he told Shangdao Sakura that he would continue to look for it and would not go home with her.

Ueshima Sakura understood and wanted to persuade him, but her lips trembled, but she did not dare to say.

Li Nanfang, who was sad and heartbroken because of Yue Zitong’s death, was more terrifying than when he was angry.

But on the island Sakura would never allow him to go on like this, he must be pulled out of grief, even if he was lost because of it.

Ueshima Sakura bit her lower lip hard, just about to say something, but closed her mouth again.

She saw the **** the fishing boat approaching.

Miura’s light little face was full of panic with nowhere to go, but he pressed the corners of his mouth vigorously, acting as strong as possible, temporarily abandoning the pain of losing his father, and came over to do what she should do.

When she bent over to Li Nanfang and bowed deeply, tears fell on the beach and disappeared for a moment.

Li Nanfang looked at her fixedly, of course he could not speak.

“Thanks, thank you, Liu, and Li Nanfang. Thank you for helping my dad get revenge.”

Yuka Miura was killed by a stone by the name of Tanaka. Li Nanfang killed him, even if he helped Miura to avenge his father’s murder lightly.

Li Nanfang slowly shook his head, as if smiling.

However, before the smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, he disappeared.

After more than one hundred days passed, he almost lost his ability to speak, so how could he remember how to laugh?

In short, his action meant that he did not need to thank him.

Ooh, the flute sounded.

Several police cars and ambulances finally rushed to sea area 72.

“Two, I will cooperate with the police investigation, so I won’t bother.”

Miura lifted her head lightly, wiped her tears, bowed her head and walked quickly to the side of the road, passing by Ueshima Sakura, she found her fists clenched, her knuckles white, her chest began to rise and fall violently, and her heart suddenly moved.

Of course, Li Nanfang saw what Shangdao Sakura was going to do, but he refused to give her a chance. He turned and looked at the sea, his eyes sluggish again.

The courage of Sakura on the island dissipated immediately, and when despair rose, Miura walked back lightly and quickly.

She walked to Li Nanfang, looked into his eyes, and said seriously: “Li Nanfang, although I have never known Yue Zitong, I have never heard anyone talk about your love. But I can see from your current appearance. It shows how much you love her. She is happy even if she is really miserable. But one thing, you must not ignore. In addition to her, there are other women who love you deeply like her. “

Li Nanfang’s eyebrows trembled violently, but Miura lightly wiped his shoulders and walked quickly to the police car.

When she walked out more than ten meters, she finally heard a hoarse voice saying: “Sakura, Sakura, I’m sorry.”

The cry of Ueshima Sakura suddenly resounded like a tear gas explosion, causing the tears that Miura had just stopped, to burst into tears again.

In the past few months, Li Nanfang has been immersed in indescribable regret and avoided all this.

No one can help him lift the blindfolded sorrow, so that he clearly realizes that besides Yue Zitong, there are many women who love him deeply.

If he is always immersed in remorse and unable to extricate himself, then Yue Zi Tongquan knows that he will jump and yell at you for being scumbag. My aunt’s suicide saves you, is to make you live happily, not to make you such a ghost. .

Miura looked out lightly.

It can be seen that Ueshima Sakura dare not say these words.

She felt that this would be unfair to Ueshima Sakura, so she said that.

This can be regarded as awakening the dreamer with a single word, and Li Nanfang is finally willing to speak.

Someone came to point Li Nanfang to enlightenment and made Ushima Sakura feel the real happiness. Then, who cares about Miura’s lightness?

The father is dead.

According to relevant regulations, the police will also take out the corresponding compensation money from the seized property of Tanaka and enter her bank account.

This is also the last legacy that Miura Yuhe left for her daughter, and it is enough for her to return to the university campus and live a happy life in the past.

However, for a girl with a broken family, what she needs most is not money, but the warmth of her relatives.

Who will give Miura the warmth he needs for lightness?

In the fall of autumn rain, with the help of the community staff, Miura, who made his father settle down in peace, returned home without an umbrella since he returned from the cemetery.

Yuka Miura has become a bear-like creature, and he has been fishing outside for the past two years. Is his home still a home?

The low simple room, the light is gloomy, the air is filled with the musty smell of dead mice, and the light of two white candles floats from side to side, shining on the portrait of Miura Yuka, as if they would speak at any time.

“Dad, good night.”

The candle burned out, and Miura was light and kneeling on the tatami. After sitting in the dark for an unknown period of time, he said something low, lay down slowly, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

She was dreaming.

Dreaming back to a happy childhood, the father was wearing a fit suit, the mother was smiling happily, and a family of three strolled on the beach in the sunset.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and his parents were blown into the sky. Miura opened his hands lightly in horror and called to his parents to chase them, but he didn’t have any strength.

But she still stretched out her hands desperately and scratched.

Finally, she caught a hand.

Very strong, calloused hands.

Miura stayed lightly, opened his eyes, saw the light, and also saw a figure, a fuzzy face.

This face is familiar and unfamiliar.

This is the man’s face, but not the father.

The man spoke, his voice a little hoarse: “You have a fever.”

Miura Qingqing seemed to have heard what he said, and didn’t seem to hear him, but she grabbed his hand with all her strength and sat up.

As soon as she sat up, it was dark in front of her, and she fell limply into the arms of the man, and quickly fell into the abyss.

However, a strong and powerful heartbeat can be heard.

This heartbeat made Miura’s panic lightly and gradually dissipated. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the fuzzy face, and tried to raise his right hand, muttering, “Dad—-“

As soon as her hand touched this face, she dropped weakly.

She fainted, but the corners of her mouth were pouting, and finally found the happiness of backing.

It seems to be floating.

It also seems to be struggling, struggling desperately.

I don’t know how long it took before Yue Zitong struggled out of the endless black abyss and slowly opened his eyes.

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