Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 237
Fang Zilan quietly looked at Wang Shen, who was crying uncontrollably, on the chief seat, and suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.

Since when did it go wrong?No one knows.All the child wants is an orange, and the parents plant a mountain of peaches. The former feels that he doesn't want much, while the latter feels that he has endured hardships.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Zilan heard her own voice, indifferent and cold, "Children should have a temper tantrum. Master Shen, the dead are the worst, please go home, Uncle Wang."

"Having a temper?" Wang Shen looked at Fang Zilan, the sadness in his eyes was almost deep, but it became self-deprecating in just a moment.

Everyone in the world is like a person who knows whether he is warm or cold when he drinks water. If this is the case, why should his state of mind be understood by outsiders?
His hands resting on the table trembled, and then he tightly grasped the corner of the table, and he sighed as if he was relieved from a heavy burden: "Okay, this is the end of the matter, let Uncle Xu invite the old man home."

"Master, Uncle Xu is still locked in the woodshed by you, look..." The servant at the side looked at Wang Shen cautiously, only to see him wave his hand dejectedly, "Go and bring Uncle Xu here."

The boy responded, and then ran out quickly.After a while, he walked back with the help of an old man with a haggard face.

The old man was naturally the Uncle Xu that Wang Shen was talking about, and while the boy ran out, Yun Qinghan whispered to Fang Zilan and A Wan that Uncle Xu was the housekeeper of the Wang family, and he was an old man beside Uncle Wang.

Fang Zilan knew in her heart that if Wang Shen could do anything to drive Uncle Wang out of the house, it would not be unreasonable to lock Uncle Xu into the woodshed.Uncle Xu wanted to dissuade Wang Shen, but he locked him instead.

As a loyal servant and protector of the lord, I don't know how sad it would be if Uncle Xu knew the news of Uncle Wang's death?

"Young master, who's coffin is in the courtyard?" Uncle Xu anxiously asked about the coffin in the courtyard as soon as he entered the hall. Seeing that Wang Shen was silent, he said eagerly, "It can't be...it's... ..."

The tiny hope in Uncle Xu's words was finally extinguished by Wang Shen, who lowered his head and said in a low voice, "It's the old man."

"What?" Uncle Xu seemed to have been hit by a bolt from the blue, and stood there for a long time, unable to move.

After a while, Uncle Xu came to his senses, stumbled into the courtyard, knelt down in front of the coffin, kowtowed deeply, and burst into tears, "Master... how could you..."

A Wan couldn't stand it anymore, ran to the courtyard with red eyes, knelt down next to Uncle Xu, and said softly, "Uncle Xu, I hope you will show my condolences. If Uncle Wang is still here, he definitely doesn't want to see you like this."

Wang Shen remained silent on the main seat and didn't respond. Seeing him like this, everyone in the Wang family boldly walked to the courtyard and knelt beside the coffin. Soon there were bursts of weeping in the courtyard .

Fang Zilan glanced at the sad people in the courtyard, then turned to look at Wang Shen and said, "Aren't you going to take a look?"

"Nothing to see." Wang Shen turned his head away and said in a deep voice, "When I drove him out of the house, it was the last time I saw him."

"Really?" Fang Zilan collected her expression thoughtfully, ignored Wang Shen, and turned to go to the courtyard.

However, the moment she turned around, Wang Shen's voice suddenly sounded behind her, "I'm sorry, old man, I..."

"If you have anything to say, tell Uncle Wang face to face." Fang Zilan interrupted him unceremoniously. She didn't look back. "I'm really not interested in listening to you." After she finished speaking, she walked out.

Yun Qinghan looked at Wang Shen hesitantly, and finally followed Fang Zilan to the courtyard, they stood at the end of the crowd when they heard Xu Bo shout hoarsely: "Master, do you really want to see the master for the last time? "

The almost shrill cry seemed particularly abrupt amidst the sobs.Uncle Xu repeated it over and over again, as if if Wang Shen didn't respond, he wouldn't stop.

After shouting for an unknown amount of time, Uncle Xu suddenly coughed violently, as if he couldn't hold it anymore, he was out of breath.Fortunately, Awan's quick eyesight and quick hands gradually stabilized his situation.

"Master..." Uncle Xu murmured, and while helping him, A Wan said: "Uncle Xu, he won't come over, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, she stopped abruptly, and the crowd scattered to both sides. On the way out was Wang Shen, who looked down at Uncle Xu, "You have been taking care of me since the old man was away. So Even if I drive the old man out, I will still keep you. Just say what you have to say, and I will listen. "

"Master, I know that you have always held resentment towards the master in your heart. You think that the master only cares about doing good and doing good, and doesn't care about you at all." Uncle Xu coughed again while speaking, "Actually, you have misunderstood the master."

Wang Shen snorted coldly and didn't refute. Seeing this, Uncle Xu raised his hand, and said to the boy who was closest to him: "Go, get the sachet under the pillow in the master's room."

After the young man left, Uncle Xu turned to Wang Shen and continued, "Master, Madam gave birth to you with difficulty, so you were not in good health when you were young. For this reason, the master once invited eminent monks to visit him at his house, and all eminent monks said Young master, you committed Tai Sui, and you will not live to be seven years old."

He sighed faintly, "Master didn't believe it, and spent a lot of money to seek medical advice from all directions, but it still didn't work. Seeing that you were about to turn seven years old, Master was extremely worried. When he was helpless, he only thought about what he could do to make you happy. It's good too."

"The old man would have such a heart?" Wang Shen snorted, but saw the boy who had just gone to fetch the sachet came back.

The boy was about to hand the sachet to Uncle Xu, but unexpectedly he looked at Wang Shen and said, "You don't need to give it to me, give it to the young master."

"What is this?" Wang Shen frowned and looked at the worn sachet in front of him, but didn't take it.

Uncle Xu put his hands on his chest and said with a sigh of relief: "You will know when you open it."

Impatiently, Wang Shen took the sachet and tore it open casually. Inside was a piece of yellowed paper.He took out the paper and unfolded it, only to see that it was written crookedly: May there be no beggars in the world.

"You wrote this, young master." Uncle Xu explained, "When you were six years old, you saw a child who was dying of hunger on the side of the road. The child was as old as you. It is impossible to save the child. The master knows that if there is one, there are two. Once the relief work starts, he can’t stop, otherwise he will be pointed at the spine and scolded as rich and unkind, but he still saved the child for you. Not only that Children, and many refugees and beggars behind."

Wang Shen listened to his words, and the hand holding the paper trembled uncontrollably, "What happened next?"

"Later, when you were seven years old, you were really seriously ill. You fell into a coma with a high fever. All the doctors said you were hopeless. Only the master didn't believe it, and he guarded you all night." Xu Bo recalled the past with a gentle expression, "Until Later when you woke up, the master found the sachet under your pillow. In the dark, the master thought that your wish moved the gods and Buddhas of the heavens and saved your life. Since then, the master has put the sachet in his Under the pillow, I regard it as my own wish and pray for you."

"You mean, everything the old man did was because of me?" Wang Shen squeezed the paper in his hand in disbelief, Fang Zilan stood outside the crowd and watched coldly, feeling indescribably sad.

Maybe one day, the child who wants oranges will know the story behind that mountain of peaches. It's just a childish talk that he once mentioned casually but left behind, but the parents not only take it seriously, but also give everything for it.

And the child only thinks that the oranges that he wanted most desperately but was not satisfied are precious.As everyone knows, if he got oranges at that time, he would still have other regrets.

The unbearable paper was finally broken into pieces in Wang Shen's hands, and it fell on Uncle Wang's coffin.

"Father, I'll pick you up and go home."

　Everything has a truth that is different from the obvious.

　　It's just that no one knows what is hidden behind the truth.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)