Zhang Bairen looked at Zhao Ruxi blankly, and Zhao Ruxi smiled bitterly: "The reason why your mother doesn't tell you is that she hopes you don't worry. How can your mother not worry after seeing this now?"

"I understand" forced a smile, Zhang Bairen rubbed his cheeks, but smiled even worse than crying.

"I'll go and investigate myself. This kind of thing cannot be delayed, and I'm not in the mood to hide it." Zhang Bairen gradually recovered his emotions and walked out of the yard. Zhang's mother and Zhang Fei had already entered the hall.

Zhang Bairen walked slowly into the hall and glanced at Zhang Fei: "My mother and I have something to talk about."

Zhang Fei nodded: "You mother and son have something to say slowly, I will practice Taoism."

Zhang Fei left, and Zhang's mother looked at Zhang Bairen: "Bairen, what are you going to say?"

Zhang Bairen was slightly silent, and looked at Zhang's mother with his eyes fixedly. After a while, he stepped forward and grabbed Zhang's mother's sleeve, and suddenly grabbed Zhang's mother's pulse, with a pale face.

Seeing Zhang Bairen's actions, Zhang's mother was stunned. She wanted to resist, but suddenly stopped.

"Mother really took away the merits!" Zhang Bairen's face looked ugly: "Why did you take away the merits!"

Zhang's mother smiled bitterly and took a deep breath: "Some things that I haven't explained to you, and it's not too late to explain to you now, but I have to wait for my mother to come back from Jinding Temple to talk about everything."

"In this case, you have to go to the Golden Pin Temple. You have already had no oil and lights... The lights have no oil and lights! If you hadn't been hanging over the years with calamus balls and spiritual medicines, plus various foods and treasures on your mother's body, you would have turned into dead bones in the barren mountains. Why would you hide me?" Zhang Bairen looked at Zhang's mother with his eyes.

"In my mother's eyes, you are always a child! A child who will never grow up!" Zhang's mother slowly stroked Zhang Bairen's forehead: "You have been unusual since childhood. You are born with strange phenomena, and you are very smart. Although you don't know what opportunities you have, my mother knows that you will definitely not be the reincarnation of the Yangshen master. It is not that easy for you to reincarnate the Yangshen master to solve the mystery in the fetus."

Zhang Bairen was silent when he heard this, his eyes were slightly red: "Don't worry, mom, I won't tell you to die, absolutely not!"

After saying that, Zhang Bairen lowered his head and tears fell.

Zhang’s mother and Zhang Bairen depend on each other for their lives, and the grassroots and barks have been supported. Now Zhang Bairen is famous all over the world, and his glory and wealth are within reach. Good days are right in front of him, so how could he die like this?

"Follow me, I will tell you if you have something to do. Birth, old age, sickness and death are impermanent, and no one can avoid it." Zhang's mother led Zhang Bairen to the backyard ancestral hall, with countless rankings of all sizes.

"Kneel down," said Zhang's mother.

Zhang Bairen knelt down immediately without saying a word when he heard this. Zhang's mother lit an incense fire and slowly inserted it on the incense burner: "The ancestors of the Zhang family, the unfilial daughter Zhang Yun, have met all the ancestors."

After Zhang's mother gave a respectful gift, she slowly stood up: "Bairen, you have never had any words yet, and your mother's lifespan is not long. How about you help you write today?"

"Mom, you can't die! I heard that Sun Simiao's medical skills are extraordinary and saints. When the child invites him, he will definitely get rid of his mother's illness." Zhang Bairen's eyes were filled with tears.

"The medicine cannot cure the dead! Mom is already dead!" Zhang's mother looked at Zhang Bairen: "Your name is already thought of. I once said that the best is as good as water. The water is soft but unstoppable. It is invincible, and water drips through the stone."

Zhang’s mother stroked Zhang Bairen’s forehead: “It’s better to call him “Hundreds of Forbearance! A hundred forbearance and a hundred good things are the truth! It’s just like water flowing. Only by adhering to a hundred good things can one be invincible.”

After hearing this, Zhang Bairen closed his eyes: "It depends on my mother's instructions, I'm afraid I can't do anything tolerate and be good."

Zhang's mother shook her head: "Then you remember at all times that in this world, it is not that whoever has a big fist is powerful, but whoever can live longer is the winner. To be patient and good is to survive. If a person can compete for a moment, how can he compete for a lifetime?"

Zhang Bairen was silent when he heard this. Zhang's mother reached out to move the tablet, but saw the wooden sign slowly moving away, and a small package was taken out by him.

"I'll leave this thing to you. Once something happens to my mother, you should open it. When my mother is alive, you must not open it." Zhang's mother looked at Zhang Bairen.

Zhang Bairen took the package and it turned out to be a thick book. Although he didn't see it, the feeling from his hand told Zhang Bairen that it was a book.

Zhang Bairen stuffed the books into her sleeves, and her eyes were swollen: "Mom!"

"Don't cry, mom goes to see your brother. I'm sorry for him over the years." Zhang's mother's eyes turned red.

"Mom, why don't you explain the cause and effect grudges clearly? In the future, the child doesn't know how to find someone to seek revenge! If the enemy comes to the door and the child is not prepared, wouldn't he fall into a passive position?" Zhang Bairen said unwillingly.

"All the grudges have been settled. Now that you are a disciple of the general, that force will never dare to come to you." Zhang's mother sighed softly: "Tomorrow, my mother will go to Jinding Temple with your father. You can take care of yourself."

Zhang Bairen closed his eyes after hearing this, and was speechless for a long time. The air seemed to have fallen into static and stagnant.

"Oh," Zhang's mother sighed softly, pushed the door and walked out.

Zhang's mother left and left with Zhang Fei.

Zhao Ruxi looked at Zhang Bairen, who was standing at the door with a swollen eyes, rubbed Zhang Bairen's head, and then turned around and chased after him.

Zhang Lihua hugged Zhang Bairen and wrapped him in her arms. Drops of tears fell on the back of Zhang Lihua's hand.

"I know that the little man is feeling bitter. If he is sad, just cry." Zhang Lihua's words were slightly choked.

Zhang Bairen has never cried, this is the first time in a few years.

Watching the three figures gradually moving away from the sky and disappearing into the wind and snow, Zhang Bairen roared and was destroyed by the wind and snow.

As Zhang Lihua walked into the backyard, Zhang Bairen stood under the elm tree, and still fell on himself by the wind and snow. Soon after, he turned into a snowman.

The wind and snow gradually flooded Zhang Bairen's instep. Zhang Lihua stood on the pavilion in the distance, and her face turned red by the north wind.

Zhang Bairen took a deep breath, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Looking for all the famous doctors of the Sui Dynasty, I want to invite Sun Simiao to send a message to the general, and I want to know where Sun Simiao is!"

"Chuanxin Military Machinery Secret Office, search for Sun Simiao's location!" Zhang Bairen took a deep breath and slowly turned around: "The court also spread news that I want to see Sun Simiao, and I want to see someone dead or die."

"Sun Simiao has already cultivated the Yang God, and it is not easy to find him!" Zhang Lihua sighed softly.

"Then you have to look for it too!" Zhang Bairen did not ask why Zhang Lihua knew that Sun Simiao had become a Yang God, and everyone had their own secrets.

Zhang Bairen took a deep breath, turned around and walked into the room: "The New Year is still going to pass, and it's going to be very lively."

"Oh!" Zhang Lihua sighed softly, slowly shook off the wind and snow on Zhang Bairen's body, slowly carried Zhang Bairen to the seat, and brought a bowl of ginger soup: "Even if a practitioner of Taoism is infected with the wind and cold, it will be a big trouble."

Zhang Bairen waved his hand and signaled Zhang Lihua to disconnect the ginseng soup, then closed his eyes: "Lihua, I'm very tired now."

"I know that since I'm tired, I'll take a rest. I'll handle everything for you." Zhang Lihua rubbed Zhang Bairen's brow.

The wind and snow outside were covered with snow, and countless refugees outside the Zhangjia Manor were trembling in the snow.

"Butler, if you don't deal with it, these people will be frozen to death!" Lu Yu said in a low voice.

Zhang Lihua frowned: "The leather jackets in the manor are limited, and there are probably 30,000 to 50,000 refugees outside. Where can I find so many leather jackets?"

"What should I do?" Lu Yu blinked his big eyes.

"If you ask people to make ginger soup, these people can survive, they will be blessed and have a great life. If they can't stand it, they won't blame me!" Zhang Lihua shook her head.

In fact, these people brought their belongings when they came, and they carried them with them. Although they were hard to bear in the wind and snow, they could not die of freezing.

"Yes," Lu Yu walked down after hearing this.

Zhang Lihua carried her hands on her back and turned around for a while, and then she said depressedly: "Sitting to eat the whole country is not enough, this way will not work."

"I don't know what the young man is thinking!" Zhang Lihua scratched her hair.

"Let's go!" In the distance, three figures stood in the snow and snow, and Zhang Fei grabbed Zhang's mother's hand.

Zhang's mother's eyes were slightly red: "Bairen has never separated from me during the Chinese New Year, and she has to come back no matter how far away she is."

"We'll be back soon, don't worry."
Chapter completed!