Zhang Min's health was not good. After being frightened, she stayed at Mrs. Xu's house for two days. Fortunately, Yajun took care of her every step of the way and took great care of Zhang Min.

.It made Zhang Min feel heartwarming and at the same time, she felt that it was all worth it. She was not afraid of more terrible things happening in the future. What she was afraid of was that one day Yajun was no longer by her side, and what would happen to her after he left.

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Zhang Min didn't dare to think about it. She didn't want to think that at least now, they were happy.

In the past two days, something happened in the village. Yang Defu's son was buried after finishing his funeral arrangements. The place where he was buried was where Po Xu had mentioned.

Nothing happened to the village chief and Awang. After fainting, they woke up from the cold early the next morning. However, the whereabouts of Master Huang, who was highly respected in the village, were unknown.

The village chief also looked for him, but later he also concluded that Master Huang had expelled the evil spirits, left Hongye Village, and traveled around the world. So the village chief quickly recovered from his disappointment and doubts.

But the saddest thing is Yang Defu. The pain of losing a child is not something that can be erased so easily, especially since the old Yang family is such a one-man family, and all the glory of the ancestors is pinned on Yang Zaizi. After more than ten years of training,

All the savings and energy of the family were put into his son.

When his wife died early, if it weren't for his son who was the backbone of support, Yang Defu might have collapsed. However, when the backbone was broken, Yang Defu also stepped over.

Originally, Yang Defu's hometown was in the village next door. It was said to be the village next door, but in fact, he had to climb a big mountain. He was rescued to Hongye Village. In today's terms, he was a door-to-door son-in-law.

His hometown is in Luofeng Village, and there is no one in his hometown. There is only a dilapidated wooden house and a few pieces of land left by his ancestors. It was because of him that he was able to set his sights on him in the first place.

Long and young and strong.

Now that his son is dead, after finishing the funeral arrangements, he plans to go to his hometown to spend some time. Other people in the village have also stopped him. After all, he is not young, and the fields there have been abandoned for so long, so it is useless. However,

Later, I considered that Yang Defu probably thought of his son because he lived at home and was emotionally disturbed by the situation, so I didn’t say anything more later.

"Brother, don't think too much. Everything has passed. You have to think about it!"

At the gate of the village, Yang Defu took a cloth bag, packed a few things, and seemed to be leaving.

"There is nothing else I can't think about. I don't want to think about it anymore. What else do I hope for? I just want to visit my hometown and stay there for a while!"

Yang Defu's expression was still immersed in sadness. It had only been two days and he looked as if he had aged ten years.

Yang Defu turned around and left shortly after chatting with several elderly men in the village.

Yang Defu hurriedly walked out of the village and walked towards the wild land of the village. To leave the village, he had to pass through the wild land.

I don’t know why, but the weather has been surprisingly hot these days. In previous years, you could still wear long johns in mountain villages in February, but this year it’s a bit strange. The sun is shining brightly every day, making people think it’s a holiday.

summer.

Walking to the path in the wilderness, Yang Defu suddenly thought that the village chief's son was buried in this wilderness. Especially when he thought of the woman wearing the head of the village chief's son in the photo, Yang Defu was still a little scared. He lowered his head hurriedly and quickened his pace.

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After walking out of the wilderness for a while, Yang Defu took a deep breath, and there was some cold sweat on his forehead.

In the past, his courage was famous in Luofeng Village, but now he has encountered many things, and he may not know everything about some things. In addition, he is old and the Yanghuo is not so strong, so his courage is much smaller.

In ancient times, it was not until three quarters to noon that the death penalty was executed. There is a reason why it was not until three quarters to noon.

It seems that Yang Defu himself does not know that there is such a taboo about going out...
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