Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

Chapter 1161: Black Blind Man’s Child 3

Zhang Xinyu sat in the kitchen, thinking about the so-called plot.

Very good, my mind is blank.

For someone like her who loves reading novels and can remember people's names, it's already amazing.

And decades have passed, how could she remember anything?

Do you really think she has an excellent memory?

She could remember that Jiumen was not a good thing, the Wang family was not a good thing, Changsheng was not a good thing, the Zhang family was a mixture of good and bad, Zhang Qilin was a big victim, Qiu Dekao was a long-term standby, and was good at making money and cheating people.

Among the Nine Gates, the Wu family has the most cunning minds and the cruelest people.

There is also a weird little thing. If you want to sell it to the Taoist people, they will definitely be able to catch the evil Wu Xie they want.

Wu Xie: . . . .

By the way, Zhang Qishan is a ruthless person.

Those who dared to conduct human experiments on the clan leader were the forces behind him.

Very good, if you can't afford to offend, you can afford to avoid it.

In other words, Zhang Qishan encountered a good time when the Zhang family was divided.

Otherwise, the ashes will be lost.

To sum up, they can't beat others and have to hide.

You also have to be wary of your next-door neighbor, Chenpi.

Who knows if tangerine peel can cause seizures?

That's also abnormal. If someone tells him that he can resurrect his master's wife, he will really do anything.

But it is still safe so far, because Zhang Qishan is looking for scapegoats everywhere.

Busy now.

Zhang Qishan: . . . .

On the one hand, he frantically searches for Zhang Qilin's whereabouts in an attempt to make amends.

On the other hand, I was also anxiously wondering who the anger from above would target.

Start secretly transferring assets and arranging a retreat.

The lower-level staff of the Nine Gates also felt the pressure of the impending storm, and all kinds of rumors spread like wildfire.

People are in a panic and have no intention of doing anything.

The neutral or dissatisfied factions such as the Xie family and the Huo family were worried on the surface, but sneered in their hearts.

Zhang Qishan has been monopolizing power and has been greedy in an ugly way. Now he has finally hit a wall!

They quickly tightened their forces, kept a low profile, and at the same time secretly watched to see if they could get a piece of the pie in Zhang Qishan's downfall, or at least distance themselves from it.

They don't care much about Zhang Qilin's life or death, they only care about not being implicated.

At this moment, in the core layer of the Nine Gates, and even among Zhang Qishan's guards or intelligence personnel, one or several pairs of calm eyes were observing the chaos.

They were the nails carefully planted by the Wang family.

You have to know that the Wang family is best at being troublemakers.

So they secretly passed on the "intelligence" to the neutral faction that "Zhang Qishan was ready to sacrifice the XX family as a scapegoat in order to protect himself."

Through secret channels, anonymous reports were made to "the higher-ups" about Zhang Qishan's poor management, nepotism, and personal gains, implying that he had already lost control.

The external forces of the Wang family also activated all the secret lines, taking advantage of the chaos in the Nine Gates and the temporary absence of official forces, and searching for the whereabouts of Zhang Qilin and Hei Xiazi with all their strength, using more radical and reckless means.

Unfortunately, it was of no use, and so far, several months have passed and nothing has been found.

It's like he disappeared from the face of the earth.

In those turbulent times, a few of them wouldn't be a big deal.

Zhang Xinyu started shouting when she saw the sun setting.

"Dad, cook. Bai Fumei, come down and play."

Anyway, the rice is already cooked and the vegetables are already cut.

Her favorite beef and mutton are already in a big casserole, which she knows how to cook.

It’s this chicken. I don’t know what kind of chicken the beautiful and rich girl wants to eat.

Zhang Qilin: . . . . .

He became a beautiful, rich and white woman.

"Come on, mute, go and light the fire."

Zhang Qilin followed the blind man without saying a word.

The fire is good and warm.

Zhang Xinyu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that their clothes were intact. Although Hei Xia Zi was her father, he couldn't be a beast and attack a mute with amnesia.

After all, she was once my white moonlight.

It can't be ruined.

A boy's innocence is also innocence.

At least it has to be a win-win situation between two strong people.

Fortunately, Zhang Qilin didn’t know what Zhang Xinyu was thinking, otherwise they would have had a fight.

Even Hei Xia Zi was speechless. After being together for so many years, how could he not know what his daughter was thinking?

He really is not a beast.

If only he were a beast.

Well, he couldn't beat him before, but now he thinks he can.

But he will feel sad.

So just wait.

What if the Gesang flowers bloom?

If not, he can only wish them the best.

Anyway, he has pension insurance, and one day people will no longer be able to catch up.

Hei Xiazi's face could not be seen clearly in the fireworks. At that moment, Zhang Qilin felt that the blind man was leaving him.

Zhang Xinyu: ...

Tsk tsk, no idol drama can be as exciting as her dad and Bai Yueguang.

These two people, acting out this kind of delicate tug-of-war in a short play, with the setting of two strong people, amnesia, following silently, and giving without regrets.

Simply.

Take pictures, take pictures of them all for her.

It's a pity that this is not allowed in this era.

It’s okay, she was watching the live version.

It turns out that good-looking people are just good-looking.

Hei Xia Zi patted Zhang Xinyu's head and said, "Calm down, it's nothing."

If you really like someone, you can’t hide it, but you have to endure it.

Everyone's approach is different.

But if you really love someone, you can’t bear to hurt them.

Also afraid that he would get hurt.

"The chicken and mushroom stew is ready, let's eat."

Hei Xia Zi was serving the dishes, and Zhang Xinyu was also serving preserved egg and tofu, which she made.

Zhang Qilin was holding a large casserole and he could smell the aroma of beef and mutton.

The green vegetables include stir-fried greens with mushrooms, tomato and egg drop soup, and eggplant with minced meat.

These are very simple for Hei Xia Zi, as he learned them from cooking for his daughter.

Three pots, just right.

The rice was also delicious, and each of the three of us had a large bowl.

At this time, Zhang Qilin's eyes were sparkling.

He loves to eat.

Not to mention Zhang Xinyu, she loves the food her father cooks, and her eyes shine like gold.

She first picked up a large piece of mutton for herself, then scooped up the tempting preserved egg and tofu, calling out incoherently, "Dad, Bai Fumei, eat quickly! It's getting cold!"

Hei Xia Zi smiled and shook his head, and first filled the large bowl in front of Zhang Qilin with a full spoonful of stewed mutton from the casserole. The soup was rich and the meat chunks were trembling.

"Mute, try this. You used to...ahem, stew this into a mess."

He almost let the cat out of the bag, but quickly stopped himself. He turned his chopsticks and accurately picked up a piece of lamb chop with fascia attached. He took a big bite and ate it heartily.

Zhang Qilin didn't say anything, but just picked up the chopsticks silently.

The hot steam from the mutton in the bowl mixed with the rich aroma of spices came to my mouth with a strange sense of familiarity, like the first bonfire lit in the wilderness in late autumn, the warmth penetrated deep into my heart.

He lowered his head, picked up a piece, and slowly put it into his mouth.

Soft, fresh, and fragrant, with a slightly pungent aftertaste, it was exactly the vague yet profound taste in his memory.

The blind man knew him, why didn't he tell?

He nodded imperceptibly and reached out with his chopsticks to pick up another piece from the casserole.

Zhang Xinyu bit the tip of her chopsticks, looked at her father, then looked at the beautiful and rich girl who was chewing quietly but was obviously very satisfied with the mutton, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

She just thinks her father is capable.

There is nothing better than the person you care about also caring about you.