"My great grandfather said that the black bear demon was nine feet three inches tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist, and his fur was shiny black and slippery. Wherever he ran, the ground would shake three times."

"Especially when it screams, you can hear it from miles away. It's really scary."

At this point, the old man couldn't help but sigh several times.

"Grandpa Li, is the black bear monster still there?" Seeing Shen Xiaoqing's face turned pale with anger, Shen Zhihuan added fuel to the fire.

"He's not here anymore. My great-grandfather said that he seemed to have been shot to death by a hunter with an arrow made of black iron." The old man said with a smile.

Shen Zhihuan raised the corner of his mouth, "Then when I have time, I will also go find an arrow made of black iron, for when I encounter the black bear monster in the future..."

"Zhihuan, come in for a moment. I have something to tell you." Li Qiuhua glanced at Shen Xiaoqing who was about to cry, frowned and looked at Shen Zhihuan, with a hint of coldness in his voice.

Go inside and close the door.

Shen Zhihuan glanced at Li Qiuhua who was sitting beside her bed, then turned around and sat on the bench in front of the dressing table.

Seeing that Shen Zhihuan was still angry, Li Qiuhua couldn't help but sigh.

"Zhihuan, your father is with Xiaoqing's mother because he forgot about us after he was injured. This is not your father's fault at all."

"Won't you come back to see him if you lose your memory? He has lost his memory, not become mentally retarded. Even if he is stupid, his father, Mr. Shen, is not stupid, right? It should take two days and two nights to get from Beijing to Sichuan by train."

"With their means, if they really wanted to come back to investigate, would they not be able to find the truth? In the final analysis, they just don't want to. They think that peasants are not worthy of the noble status of the Shen family. They want to make a clean break with everything that happened before."

At this moment, Shen Zhihuan also lost his patience.

If we don't blame him, should we blame God?

The year the landslide occurred, Shen Jianguo was already forty years old, not fourteen.

In the countryside, how many men in their forties are still unmarried?

"Shen Zhihuan, why do you have to think so badly of your father?" Li Qiuhua's face changed all of a sudden.

"It's not that I think so badly of him, he is just that unbearable." Shen Zhihuan said frankly.

Amnesia was what the Shen family said.

Who knows whether it is true or not.

Even if the previous amnesia was true, who can guarantee that he really recovered his memory after Qin Lijuan became pregnant?

Even this is true.

After regaining his memory, he was in a dilemma. He was concerned that Qin Lijuan was pregnant and worried that her mood swings would affect the baby in her belly.

But sugarcane cannot be sweet at both ends. Now that he has made his choice, there is no turning back.

Now that Qin Lijuan’s true colors have been revealed, the “high-quality” incense that she had been longing for is gone, so she thinks of the group of “substitutes” in the countryside.

How can something be so cheap in the world?!

"Shen Zhihuan, he is your father, not your enemy. You are so old now, can't you understand something?!" Li Qiuhua said angrily.

Shen Zhihuan looked at the furious woman in front of him and suddenly felt a little tired and didn't want to say anything anymore.

"I'm tired and want to take a break. You can go out." Shen Zhihuan opened the door.

"Zhihuan!" Li Qiuhua called out in a deep voice.

Shen Zhihuan said indifferently, "Shen Xiaoqing is not a good person..."

"She's just a child." Li Qiuhua interrupted Shen Zhihuan directly.

Looking at Shen Zhihuan, who was stubborn and showed no sign of repentance, Li Qiuhua sighed, got up and left.

Shen Zhihuan closed the door and locked it.

She lowered the curtain and slipped into the resort.

Standing under the shower in the bathroom of the duty room, Shen Zhihuan closed his eyes lightly, and only opened his slightly red eyes after a while.

She shouldn't force something that is not destined to happen.

It was not until Xiao Weidong knocked on the door that Shen Zhihuan reluctantly put down his high school textbooks and left the resort.

"Third sister, it's time to eat."

Xiao Weidong knocked harder and harder without getting a response.

"Got it." Shen Zhihuan responded as he lifted the gauze curtain.

"Third sister, hurry up, mom has cooked your favorite bone soup." Xiao Weidong said happily.

"Okay!" Shen Zhihuan curled the corners of his lips slightly.

Children are better, carefree, ignorant, simple, happy and pure.

A bold idea suddenly occurred to Shen Zhihuan...

"Third sister, I have prepared the soup for you, please hurry up." Xiao Weidong's voice interrupted her fantasy.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Coming! Coming!" Shen Zhihuan put on his coat and left the house.

The meal was eaten in silence.

After putting down his bowl and chopsticks, Shen Zhihuan was about to get up and leave when Old Man Shen spoke.

"Girl Zhihuan, I heard from your mother that you don't want to take the college entrance examination?" Old Master Shen was a man who had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. He had a pair of extremely sharp eyes and a low and hoarse voice, which revealed the majesty of having been in power for a long time.

"Yes!" Shen Zhihuan nodded.

What she actually wanted to say in her heart was, does it have anything to do with you?

Thinking about his age, he might be suffocated by her.

Her sin is serious.

"You are only seventeen years old. Don't you think this is the right age for you to study and gain knowledge?" Old Master Shen's eyes darkened.

"I don't think so!" Shen Zhihuan smiled gently.

But Mr. Shen saw provocation in her eyes.

"Then what are you going to do? You can't just sit at home doing nothing, right?" Old Master Shen said, suppressing his anger.

"Of course I can't just stay at home and wait for death. I plan to find someone handsome and sweet while I'm still young, and then have a few children to play with." Shen Zhihuan laughed ostentatiously.

Mr. Shen frowned.

It was hard to believe that this was what the report said, obedient, smart, and extremely talented? He saw that out of her 90 kilograms, 89 kilograms were rebellious, and the rest was rebellious tendons.

"Shen Zhihuan, do you know what you are talking about? You are only seventeen years old." Shen Jianguo on the side was so angry that his heart ached.

"The older generation could have children at the age of fourteen or fifteen. I'm already seventeen, so what's wrong with having a few children for fun?" Shen Zhihuan raised her eyebrows and looked at Xiao Weidong beside her, "Little brother, can I give you a few nephews to play with?"

Little Weidong stole a glance at Mr. Shen, whose brows were furrowed, and Shen Jianguo, whose face was almost green with anger, and nodded slightly.

"Okay! Then just wait to become an uncle!"

After Shen Zhihuan finished speaking, he rubbed Xiao Weidong's head, hummed a little tune, and went out to wash up.

"Shen Zhihuan, if you dare to do anything stupid, I will break your legs." Shen Jianguo slammed the table.

The loud noise startled Li Qiuhua, who was cleaning dishes in the kitchen.

Shen Zhihuan glanced through the kitchen window at Shen Xiaoqing who was standing beside Li Qiuhua and comforting her softly, and a mocking arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After washing up, Shen Zhihuan ignored the Shen father and son who were still sitting in the main room, and went straight back to the room, closed the door, and locked it.

Time is tight, and she doesn't have that much time to spend on unnecessary people.

(End of this chapter)