Chapter 93 Lifting up my father’s skull

"Master, this child is too naughty. Why don't you send him to the village to raise him for a while?"

The village halfway up the mountain is an aborigine of Fufeng Mountain. Because it is isolated from the world, it is not subject to the law.

They are called unruly people from remote areas by the outside world.

"How naughty can a one-year-old child be?"

"I'm just ignorant." Song Yu raised his hand to wipe her tears.

This child looks very much like his daughter.

It's not that he is conceited, but how much can a one-year-old child achieve? He can't control a one-year-old child?

"You also restrain the villagers and stop trafficking in people." Song Yu actually didn't like this kind of behavior.

But the villagers of Fufeng Mountain have lived here for generations, and they have always behaved this way.

Most of the entire village was kidnapped.

He and a group of bandits later settled here.

Originally, the water from the wells on both sides did not interfere with the river, but villagers living on the mountainside occasionally leaked information to help them resist the imperial court.

Song Yu then brought them into his protection.

However, he has never been able to accept this kind of behavior.

Although he went out to burn, kill and loot, he only robbed wealthy households and dog officials.

Occasionally, the women brought back to the mountains are the concubines of wealthy families. They have nowhere to go, so they are sent to the villages for resettlement.

"The three women in my room should find an opportunity to send them down the mountain. Don't let others see them."

Song Yu said lightly.

"Take this bag of mushrooms and make it into chicken soup." Song Yu saw that she was like a treasure, so he had no choice but to say.

"Give her another bottle of warm milk."

"Tear off a piece of today's roast suckling pig and give it to her."

Lu Chaochao burst into laughter.

When Lu Chaochao was happy, he hugged Song Yu's thigh and shouted: "Daddy..."

Song Yu? ? ?

The little guy hugged him tightly: "Daddy, Daddy!!" He who has milk is his father! !

Song Yu was startled. The sound of father seemed to overlap with the sound in his memory.

Song Yu's heart trembled. The bandit leader, who had never been soft-hearted even if he burned, killed, and looted, actually had red eyes at this moment.

He didn't respond, just held Lu Chaochao's hand and took a deep breath.

"Good boy."

Madam Dong got it right this time.

He will never return this one.

Song Yu picked her up with one hand, and Lu Chaochao was not afraid of life. He hugged his new father's neck and gave her a sip.

"Daddy..."

"Chaochao, one year old." Lu Chaochao patted his heart.

Song Yu was stunned: "When?"

Lu Chaochao counted with his fingers, and then affirmed: "Tomorrow, it will be my birthday tomorrow."

Song Yu rubbed her head: "Then, I will celebrate your birthday tomorrow."

"Wo wants to invite friends, lots of new friends." Lu Chaochao danced excitedly.

Yuan Man shivered and looked at her in horror.

So many new friends? ? ?

Are you serious?

Song Yu nodded under his fearful gaze.

"Okay, okay, I'm here to celebrate your birthday. Your name is Chaochao? It sounds so nice." Song Yu thought to himself, this child was sent to him by God to make up for the loss of his daughter, right?

"Master, there are many people coming down the mountain." Suddenly, someone came in to report.

Song Yu frowned.

"The first master, the county magistrate and the capital have all sent letters. This time, we are afraid that we will get into trouble." The third master's expression turned pale, and the hand holding the letter shook slightly.

They have been able to stay stable in Fufeng Mountain for so many years. Of course, the DPRK has internal support.

Even the county magistrate here got benefits.

"What are you afraid of? I didn't see you scared when I robbed a second-grade official." Song Yu glanced at him.

"The boss, I'm afraid the problem lies with these two children."

"This boy is actually the only grandson of the first assistant of the dynasty. He has been passed down by a single family for ten generations. He is just a single child." The first assistant is a first-rank official.

Song Yu looked slightly cold: "Just send him back."

The third master stood still.

"And this one in your arms..." The Third Master said in a difficult tone.

"She is the youngest daughter of the Zhongyong Hou family. Although she is not much favored by the Marquis. But..." The problem lies with her!

"But she was the one who caused this." The third master almost cried.

"Master Jingli has sent a secret report. Send the person back immediately without any mistakes."

Song Yu looked solemn and looked at Lu Chaochao in his arms with suspicion on his face.

"That gentleman said frankly that if the eldest master is unwilling to pay back, I'm afraid Fufeng Mountain cannot be saved." The third master said in a difficult tone, looking at the girl in his arms, puzzled.

"The House of Zhongyong Hou. It's really strange that he has no power in the court." The second master was puzzled.

"I heard that both His Majesty and the Queen Mother were furious about this. However, only a small number of people knew about it and did not publicize it."

Song Yu's pupils shrank and his fists clenched.

"Let's discuss it tomorrow." Song Yu waved his hand and didn't want to mention it again.

Several people were anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

"What's in your arms?" Song Yu asked after seeing the bulge in her arms.

Lu Chaochao smashed the ball and said, "Let's play with the ball."

"Daddy will play football with you later." Song Yu was quite cautious about Lu Chaochao.

This caution was for his daughter who died young.

When his daughter was young, he was often away from home and rarely accompanied her.

Even when his daughter was sick, his wife sent three urgent letters but never called him back.

Until, the daughter held on for a breath and waited for him to come back.

He was covered in blood and holding a dying child. Only then did she die in his arms with peace of mind.

The little man stopped breathing, and he was shaking in pain.

Song Yu hugged Chaochao tightly, and he would not give it back.

Song Yu took the time to play a few kicks with her.

"Where did you pick up the skull? Use it as a ball to kick..." Song Yu smiled and kicked, and Lu Chaochao ran around chasing the skull.

I could only vaguely hear the little guy muttering: "I dug it..."

Song Yu didn't care where she got the skull.

"I don't know if you have opened the skull of a big enemy." Song Yu even joked that he could go to the mountain to become a bandit, but he himself did not have much benevolence, justice and morality.

After kicking for a while, Song Yu kicked the skull into the corner.

"The chicken soup has been boiled, it's time for the Master to have dinner."

Today I had some roast suckling pig and it was a bit hot, so I stewed chicken soup with some mushrooms to moisten my throat.

"The snow hasn't melted yet, and the mushrooms haven't grown yet. I don't know where this little girl picked it, but it's so fresh and tender?" The cook put on the small stove, and the mushroom soup was bubbling.

The room is filled with fragrance, which is more appetizing than ordinary mushrooms.

Lu Chaochao swallowed as he smelled it.

But when Song Yu brought the soup bowl to her, her head shook and she refused again and again.

"Where did you pick it? I'm in the back mountain and I've never seen mushrooms before." Someone asked.

Everyone picked up the spoons and took a bite. It tasted extremely delicious.

It makes people's eyes brighten and they feast their hearts out.

"The last three." Lu Chaochao pointed to the back mountain.

"I didn't see any mushrooms in the back mountain." The cook muttered.

"Box, there's something thick inside the box..." She gestured to a long box.

"Soil, dig up..."

She kicked and used her short legs to pick up the skull in the corner: "The bones are so long."

"puff……"