Chapter 388 He can write with his left hand
May 8th is Luo Tingshan’s birthday.
In order to thank the other party for his hard work, Zhu Mingqing got up early and prepared.
Birthday cake is indispensable, so she practiced in the Immortal Palace no less than a hundred times before she finally made it properly.
There are also longevity noodles. A noodle is pulled to the bottom, put into boiling water, then picked up and poured with hot sauce, which is fresh and fragrant.
The kitchen was bustling with preparations, and Luo Tingshan was severely reprimanding the soldiers in front of him.
"Today's winner will be the captain of the eleventh squad!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the martial arts arena suddenly became lively.
There are only ten centurions in the entire valley. Not only do the centurions have people under them, but their monthly wages are one or two taels of silver more than those of ordinary people, and they can also bring their wives and children to live with them.
The last point is what attracts everyone the most.
There was a lot of noise in the martial arts arena, and everyone was fighting for the power of the eleventh centurion without mercy.
Luo Xiao stood not far away, looking confused. This man was indeed quite capable.
Moreover, why does this training method seem familiar the more I look at it?
This seems to be how their father trained the three brothers when they were young.
"What are you looking at?"
Luo Huai walked over and stood behind him. Seeing his puzzled look, he asked curiously.
Luo Xiao narrowed his eyes and stared at Luo Tingshan motionlessly. After a moment, he suddenly said, "Do you think Feng Yu looks familiar?"
Hearing this, Luo Huai was shocked.
What did you see?
Luo Xiao didn't care about the answer after waiting for a long time. Instead, he continued to stare at Feng Yu who was writing and drawing on the ground with a branch.
Suddenly, his eyes widened.
Luo Huai's heart shuddered: What did he discover?
"Second brother, he..." Luo Xiao swallowed, the rest of the words stuck in his throat, he dared not say them out.
"What's wrong with him?" Luo Huai asked while turning his head to look over, but he didn't find anything wrong.
Moreover, the father had his back to them. What could they tell from just his back?
"Cough..." Luo Xiao coughed unconsciously, his brows tightly furrowed, always feeling that the guess in his mind was too absurd.
He didn't say anything, which made Luo Huai beside him anxious to death, but he couldn't remind him too obviously.
After all, my father wanted to see when they would recognize him.
"Second brother."
Luo Xiao turned around, his expression panicked, and tremblingly stated his discovery, "He writes with his left hand."
After his reminder, Luo Huai, who had not paid attention to this before, also realized that his father had always used his right hand to do things, but he used his left hand only when writing.
Because he always knew the identity of his father, he didn't think there was anything wrong.
Luo Huai blinked, wanting to tell him directly, but he still tried to induce: "So? Is there something wrong?"
Luo Xiao saw that his second brother didn't notice anything unusual, and he remembered sweating on his forehead. He wanted to say something, but was afraid of being heard by others, so he directly dragged his second brother to the sheltered corner.
He whispered, "Have you forgotten that father writes left and right?"
This person appeared next to them for no reason, and his mother trusted him very much. He had reason to suspect that this person had a close relationship with his father.
Hearing what he said, Luo Huai felt helpless.
You already think it's related to your father, so can't you think about it more deeply?
"I'm sure this guy might even know about my father's death!"
Luo Xiao took a deep breath, and the more he thought about it, the more complicated it became: "No, I have to find someone to keep a close eye on them all. I want to know if there's anything unusual."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but Luo Huai grabbed his arm.
“Not really!”
Luo Huai felt that his third brother was sometimes too smart, but sometimes he just didn't understand.
"Of course not!" Luo Xiao turned around, his eyes suddenly red, and his voice couldn't help but increase. He growled, "Father died in unclear circumstances, and we're locked up here. Finally, someone who might know the truth has appeared. I must find out. Second brother, if you're scared, then stay by Mother's side. I'll take care of this matter."
Luo Huai: ...
I felt ashamed for a moment.
It really doesn’t feel good to lie to your child along with his parents.
If my third brother knew the truth later, he would not dare to blame his parents, but he would definitely be in trouble.
Feeling guilty, he coughed twice and said, "Well, don't you think Feng Yu treats us very well?"
"So what? No one can replace father's position in my heart!" Luo Xiao said firmly, looking at his second brother with an accusing look: "You have changed. Second brother, you are the one who admires father the most. Feng Yu only taught you kung fu for a few days, and you speak to him like this."
"Compared to my father, he's nothing... Ugh."
Luo Xiao became more and more excited and started swearing, but before he could finish his words, Luo Huai covered his mouth tightly.
Luo Huai looked at his father who suddenly turned around and looked at him from a distance. He suspected that even though they were so far away, the other party seemed to have heard their conversation.
He struggled to drag Luo Xiao to a farther place.
"release!"
Luo Xiao finally pulled his hand away from his mouth, took a deep breath, his eyes bloodshot. "Why don't you let me speak? Have you forgotten about father a long time ago? He used to be so good to you. I was so envious. Second brother, you are the one who should not forget him the most!"
Ever since the news of Luo Tingshan's death came out, perhaps for fear of touching everyone's heartache, everyone has agreed not to mention topics related to Luo Tingshan.
But scars do not get better the more you cover them up. On the contrary, the longer you cover them up, the deeper they become and the more deeply they take root.
Luo Xiao usually keeps himself busy, so he doesn't spend much time thinking about his father.
But when he mentioned it to his second brother, who was closest to him, he couldn't stop.
Tears immediately flowed like a waterfall, and her voice choked with sobs: "Even if you complain or try to stop me, I will definitely investigate this Feng Yu to the end."
Luo Huai felt particularly upset. His father had been hiding the news of his survival because he was afraid that his father would not survive.
Although his health has improved now, he is afraid that his brothers and sisters-in-law will not be able to hide this news, which will once again bring a fatal blow to the Luo family.
But if you think about it carefully, if it was him, even if he could have a chance to meet her once, he would be willing to do it no matter what it cost.
"Third brother." He patted the other man's shoulder, "Tell Mr. Feng everything you said today, okay?"
Luo Xiao pushed his second brother away and yelled, "Second brother, you are no longer the same person!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran away quickly.
Luo Huai was stunned. If he told his father these words, his father might recognize him.
Isn’t that good?
Who can tell him that his third brother’s current reaction is because he said something wrong again?
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