Listening to his mother's words, Tang Luo also clenched his fists.

What a critical situation, they would hide such a young child.

"Blood Prison Pavilion..."

Tang Luo's murderous intent was even stronger.

"Later, I went back to find you, but found that you were missing. I fought with several killers. I forced them to ask them, one of them said, "You have been killed and thrown into the river. I killed them and were seriously injured. In addition to my grief, I fainted and could not find your father again..."

Mr. Jing'an continued.

"Then, my father? Life and death are unknown?"

Hearing this, Tang Luo's body trembled slightly.

"Well, I've been looking for him and waiting for him to come to me, but for so many years, there has been no result."

As Mr. Jing'an spoke, he closed his eyes.

She was too painful. She had never recalled the past like this again. Her heart was already suffering too much.

Fortunately, fortunately, she found her own flesh and blood.

"What about after you faint?"

Tang Luo asked again, although he knew his mother was fine, he still couldn't help but worry.

"I was rescued by an old monk passing by. After two or three days, I went to Luohe to find you. Although the killer said you were dead, I don't believe it, even..."

When Mr. Jing'an said this, he did not continue.

Back then, she thought that even if she found the body, she would still look for it.

You must see people alive, and you must see corpses when you die.

"I never found you. At the beginning, there was a glimmer of hope. I felt that you would be saved by someone, but later this hope gradually disappeared and turned into despair. In addition, I couldn't find your father... I was heartbroken and didn't want to live anymore. Later, I had the idea of ​​becoming a monk. But Master said, I had a thought in my heart that the world has not yet ended, but I just made me a lay Buddhist..."

"Mother, you have also suffered."

Tang Luo held the hand of Mr. Jing'an, and he could feel his mother's pain and despair.

"It's nothing, it's good to see you..."

Mr. Jing'an shook his head and asked immediately.

"Xiao Luo, did you find it by the old director of the orphanage at that time?"

"No, I was picked up by a butcher back then, and he sent me to an orphanage."

Tang Luo shook his head, and said what he learned.

"At that time, the jade pendant was secretly taken away by his son, so when I arrived at the orphanage, I only had dominoes on my body. When the old dean saw the word "Tang" embroidered on the cradle, he decided that my surname was Tang. Because I picked it up by the Luo River, he named me 'Tang Luo'."

"You didn't know about the jade pendant before?"

Mr. Jing'an held his son's hand tightly. Such a young child was fortunately he met a good person.

"Yes, when I went to find Butcher Zhang, I learned about the jade pendant from his son. I went to find clues and found the jade pendant back."

Tang Luo nodded.

The lay Buddhist Jing'an listened carefully, and tears flowed silently again.

"Actually, I had a guess before whether this jade pendant was from the Tang family. I asked Tang Zihao at that time, and he said he didn't know him, and then I didn't think about it anymore."

After Tang Luo finished speaking, he was a little depressed. After going around, he was actually the Tang family?

"Xiao Luo, let alone them, even Tang Lishan's generation, few people know this jade pendant... This is not something from the Tang family in East China, but a symbol of the identity of the hidden Tang family."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an replied.

The hidden Tang family?

Tang Luo's heart moved, but he didn't ask much.

"Xiao Luo, you must have blamed me and your father over the years, right?"

Mr. Jing'an looked at Tang Luo with a little guilt.

"Mother, I have never thought about it like this. I have always believed that it must be because of some incident that caused us to separate. I have never blamed you."

Tang Luo shook his head.

After hearing Tang Luo say this, Mr. Jing'an felt a little less guilty and a little more relieved.

"Xiao Luo, what happened later? Where did you learn ancient martial arts from? Who did you learn it as your teacher?"

The lay Buddhist Jing'an asked again.

"I stayed in the orphanage for a few years. The old director treated me as if I was born. Later, one day, an old man came, and I followed him and left the orphanage..."

Tang Luo talked about what happened later to Mr. Jing'an again.

Mr. Jing'an listened carefully and did not want to miss anything about Tang Luo.

After talking about himself, Tang Luo thought about it and asked: "Mother, what is his name for his father?"

"Your father's name is Qin Changan..."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an said slowly.

"Qin Chang'an..."

Tang Luo said, that is, his surname should be "Qin"?

Also, Jing'an lay Buddhist... This "An" turns out to be meaningful.

He wanted to ask more questions, but he was afraid that his mother would feel too uncomfortable, so he didn't ask more questions.

"Mother, father's name is 'Chang'an', he will definitely be safe, and we will find him."

Tang Luo comforted.

"Um."

Mr. Jing'an nodded and held his son's hand tightly.

Time flies, and at noon, Tang Yunlong comes again.

"Xiao Jing, Xiao Luo."

Tang Yunlong greeted him. Compared to the lay Buddhist Jing'an, his emotions were relatively stable. After all, he had been mentally prepared before this.

"uncle."

Tang Luo shouted.

"Okay, this 'uncle' makes me feel so happy..."

Tang Yunlong had a smile on his face.

"I have asked someone to prepare the meal. It's noon today, so we only have three, how about it?"

"According to my uncle's arrangements."

Tang Luo nodded with a smile.

He remembered that when he first arrived in Zhonghai, many people mistakenly thought that he was from the Tang family in East China, so he was very respectful to him, and he often used this big flag.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he was really the bloodline of the Tang family.

"good."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an also nodded. The mother and son had just recognized each other, and she still had a lot to say and wanted to hear.

"Okay, I'll have someone deliver the food here directly. Our family will eat and chat."

Tang Yunlong laughed, came to the door and gave an order.

Soon, the food was delivered.

"I'm so happy today. I thought Xiao Luo was my Tang family's bloodline. Xiao Jing. When I first met him, I felt that he was really similar to you when you were young."

Tang Yunlong said.

"I thought you wanted me to join the Tang family or to be my grandson-in-law, haha."

Tang Luo smiled.

"I told your uncle about this at that time."

Mr. Jing'an also smiled when he was holding vegetables for Tang Luo.

"Haha, you were not fully confirmed at that time. If not, your mother will not be able to withstand the blow."

Tang Yunlong laughed loudly, but fortunately, he was very satisfied.

Tang Luo nodded and understood Tang Yunlong's intention.

The three of them were very happy to eat and chat.

"By the way, Xiao Luo, I didn't have time to ask you just now, how did your jade pendant and swaddle appear?"

Tang Yunlong thought of something and asked.

"I also want to explain to you and my mother that it is the domino on me, a storage magic weapon..."
Chapter completed!