Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 129

Wei Zhengdao?
"Is he not dead yet?"

If Wei Zhengdao hadn't died, Li Zhuiyuan would have been very disappointed.

Because all the guys he saw who had achieved a lifespan beyond the limit of human beings, without exception, had become neither human nor ghost.

The one in the Wanjiang Underground Palace, Yuxuzi from Zhengmen Village, and even the "it" who is talking to him now, are all like this.

The boy has read Wei Zhengdao's books and likes his writing style.

This is a very narcissistic guy, someone who is not bound by rules and likes to walk around and test the edge of taboos.

Li Zhuiyuan would not admit that he admired him, but he could not deny that he admired him very much.

I am willing to dig out his stories step by step, explore the footprints he left behind, and uncover his life.

But the boy didn't want to see him still alive, living a humble, dirty and twisted life.

He should have died. A normal death would have made him the perfect Wei Zhengdao.

This feeling is like the attitude of the three disciples named Xue, Zheng and Zeng towards their master Yuxuzi. The Yuxuzi who sacrificed his life to seal the monster was the master they recognized and respected in their hearts.

It: "I don't know..."

"You don't know if he's still alive, and you want me to kill him?"

"I'm still alive..."

"But just because you're alive doesn't mean he's still alive."

"What if..."

"Don't you think your 'what if' is ridiculous?"

"You have really grown up and dared to talk to me like this..."

"I'm just telling the truth."

"Is it the confidence that Zuo Jiang gave you or the broken tablets of the two families..."

It knows the Qin and Liu families.

It and the Qin and Liu families were not born in the same era.

But since it broke its slumber because of the water monkey incident, it opened its eyes, turned over, and indirectly became the "land temple" guarding this place, making other evil spirits dare not approach or even be born.

Then it is impossible for it not to sense the Qin Liu family who lived in the same village with it.

I think Grandma Liu should also know of its existence.

It's just that one is in self-imprisonment, waiting for time to completely wear him down, while the other is living in seclusion, praying for some luck to cure his granddaughter's illness.

There is indeed no reason or necessity for a conflict between the two sides.

There is no need to even communicate. They can sense each other and know each other's existence, so there is no need to proceed to the next step.

and,

It really doesn't want to cause trouble.

It’s not that I don’t dare, but that I’m lazy.

The water monkey had nearly twenty people, and it skinned them just like that. If he had looked up a little longer, he and Run would have probably become boiled shrimps on the plate.

Therefore, when Li Zhuiyuan came back, he was willing to go to the dam where Big Beard lived and offer sacrifices to it.

Without waiting for Li Zhuiyuan to answer, it spoke again:

"If I wasn't funny, how could I have been fooled by him..."

"I'm just a ridiculous fool..."

"A hopeless fool..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Do you need me to try to comfort you?"

"You can try……"

"Thank you for bringing peace to this area."

"Thank you for wiping your ass..."

"That's it."

Because of the incident with the little yellow warbler, I saw another side of this world. I then found those books in the basement of my great-grandfather's house and officially got started.

Li Zhuiyuan once studied this theory of dirt accumulation.

If he wanted to stop walking along the river, he had to light the lamp again and admit failure. Grandma Liu's special method of seclusion required him to always be careful to avoid being contaminated by cause and effect. At that time, he was reading and studying, and with the influence of his grandfather's good fortune, dirty things came to him one after another.

During that period, it felt like there were dead bodies everywhere in Nantong and evil spirits everywhere, and there was no time to rescue them.

So, it’s not wrong to say that it is cleaning up its own mess.

Because at that time, I didn't know how to hide and didn't know the cause and effect, I was like a child holding a real gun in my hand.

"Help me kill Wei Zhengdao..."

"If he were still alive..."

"I told you that you are very similar to him and you also learned his black book..."

"If he were still alive, the river would have pushed him and you closer together..."

"It is precisely because I am still alive that I don't want him to be alive..."

"I hate him……"

"But I don't want him to live as ugly as me..."

Hearing this, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly understood the other party's intention.

Because its intentions, to some extent, are the same as mine.

It hates Wei Zhengdao, but it doesn't want the Wei Zhengdao it hates to become corrupt and dirty.

Li Zhuiyuan could only sigh in his heart: Wei Zhengdao's personal charm is indeed strong.

Even those who have hated him for nearly a thousand years hope that his image can remain intact.

"If I meet him, I will kill him, but not to help you, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Thanks……"

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and looked behind him.

A man stood there, but his face kept changing.

At first, it was the uncles and aunts in the village, then it was crazy, laughing, cold, stupid...

It chose to suppress itself under the peach forest, knowing that it was a scourge, and perhaps many times it would forget who it was.

But it still remembers Wei Zhengdao.

"As a thank you, I can be one of the waves before you become the Dragon King..."

"Lang, can it still be arranged like this?"

When asking this question, Li Zhuiyuan already had the answer in his mind.

It should be possible to arrange it this way.

Isn't it also a kind of cheating under the rules to look for waves in advance to get rid of the evil spirits in advance?
Heaven is ruthless because it only needs one result.

You have the ability to kill this big evil spirit, even if you persuade it to commit suicide willingly, that is just your good eloquence and your ability.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was able to persuade the King of Ghosts to repent and recruit him under his command, which is also a great supernatural power of Buddhism.

The dishes cooked by Yin Meng are so delicious that evil spirits will explode with love.

In fact, ideas can be opened and opened again.

The one under the peach tree forest is truly qualified to be a wave, and a big wave at the later stage. After passing it, you will be very close to becoming the Dragon King.

Applying the thinking of the "question setter" yourself is equivalent to just finishing all the previous questions, and there will be a big question that will give you easy points at the end.

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly realized that he had further removed a layer of mystery from "Walking along the River", making it even more boring.

It: "What he was best at was making the treacherous river water and the mysterious way of heaven look boring..."

Li Zhuiyuan: “…”

The man began to retreat, moving away from the crowd and walking down the dam.

Li Zhuiyuan chased after him and stopped at the edge of the dam, watching the man walk step by step towards the pond in his dream. In reality, this place was already a peach orchard.

When the man's figure was sinking into the pond, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Li Zhuiyuan.

At this moment, its face returned to its original appearance.

With gray hair on his temples, he looks both mature and youthful, which is in line with the aesthetic standard of men in that era: gentle, free and easy, and romantic.

However, its gaze seemed particularly deep, and a little doubtful:

"Besides the one I gave you, have you read any other books by Wei Zhengdao..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "If I have the chance, I really want to read more of Wei Zhengdao's books."

"His books are all written on Buddha parchment, which is human skin. Do you know why..."

"why?"

It reached out, pinched the flesh on the side of its face, and gently pulled it outward.

"Snapped!"

Its skin was broken, and a woman's face appeared underneath. The woman's skin was still squirming, as if it was eager to break out.

It doesn't matter because it's used to it.

"He suspected that his endless blasphemy against the Way of Heaven would eventually lead to its real disgust..."

"and then?"

"Be careful or the Heaven will peel off your skin with its own hands..."

It sank into the pond.

This dream also began to darken, which was a sign of its end.

The villagers who were watching the funeral troupe's performance, including Pan Zilei and his companions, stopped cheering, the volume of the speakers began to dim, the little yellow warbler stopped dancing and singing, and put down the microphone in his hand.

This dream performance is about to end.

Li Zhuiyuan turned around and walked back, pushed through the crowd, and stood back in the innermost circle.

The sky is getting darker and darker.

Everyone's face was gradually hidden.

Little Yellow Bird stretched out her hand towards Li Zhuiyuan, wanting to touch this exquisite boy who was obviously different from other children in the village, just like she did that afternoon more than a year ago.

She placed her hands on the boy's face.

"Do you want to continue singing?"

The little yellow warbler hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work. Help me take care of my grandfather."

Li Zhuiyuan raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"Snapped!"

In an instant, it was light again.

In the dream, everyone's faces became clear again, the cheers gradually grew louder, and the environment that should have been quiet became noisy again.

"Then play music, then dance."

……

There is no such thing as an absolute advantage without paying a price in this world. The salary that Grandpa paid Little Yellow Ying was obviously far from enough to compensate Little Yellow Ying for her efforts here.

So last night, Li Zhuiyuan paid the additional wages.

This also causes a lot of mental exhaustion because of maintaining the Yin state.

I got up late in the morning and my head is still a little groggy.

But even so, the first thing he did when he woke up and opened his eyes while lying in bed was to turn his head to look at the bedside, the desk, the door, and the chair.

The objects were there, but the girl was not.

Fortunately, although things and people have changed, the girl did not fly far.

After getting out of bed, washing up, Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs.

Lin Shuyou bought a lot of drinks as gifts yesterday. Since they were his own things, he simply opened the box, took out a bottle, and drank the whole can before breakfast.

The intake of sugar made the boy's brain feel better.

"Xiao Yuanhou, you're awake. Come and have breakfast."

"Grandma, where are Grandpa and the others?"

"There's a factory owner in the east. His father passed away, and he's planning on having a big celebration. He wants a lot of tables, chairs, bowls, chopsticks, and so on, and he wants everything in the house.

Your grandfather took Run Shenghou, Zhuang Zhuang and that classmate to deliver the goods."

"Okay, I get it now."

Probably the happiest thing for my great grandfather was to deliver goods with the family’s mule.

It was one before, then two, and now three. This gave the grandfather a sense of accomplishment in playing the role of a landlord and rebuilding his family fortune.

Breakfast was porridge and pickles, and Cui Guiying peeled two salted eggs for Li Zhuiyuan.

"Little Marquis Yuan, I'm afraid your great grandfather and his family won't be back for dinner tonight. Why don't you go to your grandparents' house for dinner?"

"Okay."

"Yeah, okay, okay, drink the porridge quickly before it gets cold."

While eating, Yin Meng came back.

"Good morning, Brother Xiaoyuan."

When Cui Guiying heard this call, she just smiled, thinking it was a joke among young people, and turned around to go to the kitchen to clean up.

Li Zhuiyuan asked, "Where did you go?"

"I just took a walk, breathed some fresh air, and caught some snakes, insects, rats and ants."

Yin Meng picked up a bag of fertilizer, but fortunately she knew Xiaoyuan was having breakfast, so she didn't open it.

“It’s a nice touch.”

"There are really a lot of snakes in Nantong, and they are easy to catch. Most of them are water snakes, but they are not as venomous as those in the mountains where I live."

"Do you want to go home?"

"I don't really want to. I don't have any relatives at home."

"That's not true."

That Yin Changsheng is most likely still alive, but he is probably not in the state of becoming an immortal.

In other words, from the perspective of the ancients, that state was no different from becoming an immortal.

The setting of the immortal with a fairy-like air is itself the result of generations of artistic processing.

"My ancestral land. To be honest, I really want to go and see it. At least I can go there and pay homage to my grandfather."

Even if Yin Meng wanted to go home to worship his ancestors now, he couldn't find the grave.

"I will go, and it won't take long."

Li Zhuiyuan finished his breakfast.

Yin Meng stood up and wanted to help clean up, but Li Zhuiyuan picked up the dishes and walked towards the kitchen first.

In the afternoon, Tan Wenbin called through Aunt Zhang's grocery store, and Yin Meng went to answer the phone.

After receiving the tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks, the factory owner invited Li Sanjiang to have a vegetarian meal. He estimated that he would be busy until night before going back.

Tan Wenbin asked Li Zhuiyuan if he wanted to come and have some fun together.

Li Zhuiyuan refused, and Yin Meng didn't go either.

In the afternoon, Li Zhuiyuan sat on a rattan chair on the second-floor terrace, enjoying the breeze and looking at the scenery.

Yin Meng went back to her old job. The materials were prepared in advance, and she started making coffins according to the drawings.

Although with the promotion of cremation, coffin shops have gradually become a sunset industry, but at least now, as long as you make one and the price is right, you will have no trouble selling it in the village.

The elderly are very obsessed with this. Even after some people are cremated, their urns must be placed in coffins and buried.

When Shitou Huzi and the others knew that Brother Yuanzi had returned, they came together to visit him. They also brought some snacks and stickers as small gifts. They were not valuable, but they all came empty-handed and they also brought the best and newest things they could.

They were really poor before.

It wasn't because the family's financial situation had reached such a state, but because the four uncles left the children with Li Weihan and Cui Guiying, and they were afraid that they would be taken advantage of, so they seldom gave the children anything, and they only received pocket money during the Chinese New Year.

Now that my grandparents are working for Li Sanjiang, and there is no school at home, my younger brothers have more money financially.

At least I have the time and energy to educate my parents.

Li Zhuiyuan accepted their gifts and then took them to Aunt Zhang's store as he did before.

Shi Tou Huzi and his friends were so happy that they raised their hands and cheered, calling their friends to show off along the way.

"Hey, this is my brother Yuanzi."

"My brother Yuanzi is back!"

"Brother Yuanzi, take us to Aunt Zhang's to buy things, hehe!"

They had anticipated this scene when they came.

Children always have an unusual fondness and expectation for people who are willing to spend money on them. Well, adults are the same.

In the past, everyone ate at their grandparents' house and just managed to fill their stomachs. The arrival of Brother Yuanzi from Jingli really added some beautiful memories to them.

Moreover, Brother Yuanzi is a very generous person. His grandmother would secretly give him some pocket money, but every time Brother Yuanzi got the pocket money, he would take everyone to spend it together.

In fact, there was not much money. Even if Li Lan sent money regularly, Cui Guiying could not give too much money to the child.

However, all the good things in childhood will be magnified, and they will talk about them over and over again when they grow up, because... growing up is sometimes really boring.

Seeing Li Zhuiyuan coming with Li’s brothers and sisters, Aunt Zhang also smiled.

Li Zhuiyuan let his brothers choose the things themselves and he would pay the bill.

There weren't any valuable things for sale in the canteen, and the little brothers and sisters knew what was going on, so they wouldn't take too much.

The boys generally chose a type of instant noodles that contained Water Margin cards, which they could collect or use to play card games.

The girls were not interested in this, but after the boys' persuasion and negotiation, they also chose that kind of instant noodles and gave the card to their brother.

This bag of instant noodles was really not cheap for the children. After taking it, they refused to buy anything even if Li Zhuiyuan asked them to choose more.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan asked Aunt Zhang to pack some snacks and hairpins that girls liked in the bag and let them share them, which caused everyone to cheer again.

After paying the bill, Shi Tou Huzi and his friends couldn't wait to open the bags, take out the cards inside, compare with each other to see which Water Margin hero they had chosen, and then immediately call other friends in the village, gather in groups of three or five, and play cards.

First, stick the cards on the wall and let them fly. You can pick up the one that flies the farthest. Then hit the other cards. As long as you knock over one, it belongs to you.

Whoever has the most cards is the "rich man" in the village and is the envy of all the other children.

Some children have already lost, so they can only stand silently by, open the seasoning packet and pour it into the instant noodles bag, shake it vigorously, and then chew the noodles while watching other children continue to play.

Shi Tou also took out his own stock and said that he could lend it to Brother Yuanzi so that Brother Yuanzi could also participate.

Li Zhuiyuan refused.

Although he is not much older than them, he has persisted in practicing the basic breathing skills, and his qi strength is now quite strong. He is also good at controlling strength. If he participates in this kind of game, he will soon be able to "get rich".

Aunt Zhang leaned her elbows on the counter, watching the children playing happily in the corner, and couldn't help but smile:

“I really don’t know what’s so fun about this game.”

Li Zhuiyuan gave Aunt Zhang a shy smile and did not answer.

What’s fun may not be the cards, but the feeling of a group of friends getting together to focus on doing one thing.

The latter is irreplaceable, and as for the former, even if it is not this kind of Water Margin card...

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at the cigarette cabinet behind Aunt Zhang. Even if the Water Margin cards were replaced with cigarette boxes, the children could still have a lot of fun.

After leaving Aunt Zhang's store, I returned to Grandpa's house and found Cuicui there.

She brought her homework and wanted to ask questions.

Cuicui's academic performance is very good, and Li Zhuiyuan knows that this is just an excuse for her to come over and play with him.

After he taught her two questions, Cuicui started to do her homework on her own. Li Zhuiyuan sat on the bench, looking at the scenery in the distance, experiencing it carefully, feeling it carefully, and trying hard to remember it.

A while ago, when I was taking Professor Zhu’s ideological and political class at the university, in order to illustrate a theory, Professor Zhu cited the example of Jiangsu’s mobilizing the masses to dig rivers over decades.

Li Zhuiyuan experienced this example personally.

Later, he asked students from other provinces in the class and learned that similar large-scale folk projects were being carried out across the country.

One of the students, who was from Inner Mongolia, said that he had followed his parents to compact grass and fix sand since he was a child.

Students who had never lived in a desert or near a desert didn’t understand what this meant. The student from Inner Mongolia tried hard to describe it but still couldn’t make it clear. In the end, it was Professor Zhu himself who explained this principle in detail to everyone.

The old professor has a wide range of knowledge, and he doesn't mind his ideological and political courses going off track.

Li Zhuiyuan benefited a lot from this class. Of course, the benefit was not in desert management.

His emotional state is similar to that of a desert. The biggest problem with a desert, or the most direct problem in managing it, is not the lack of water, but the inability to store water or hold sand.

It's like every time after I control the dead evil spirits, their extreme emotional consciousness enters my heart, and I can only experience and feel it like watching fireworks, and then it's over...it's over.

Because, I can't keep it.

First, we need to fix the sand so that it won't move and be buried over a large area. Then, we need to select specific grass and tree species and plant them as the initial foundation. Then, we need to take slow steps one by one to eventually turn the desert into an oasis.

My hometown, this village, the rice fields and the people in the village make their own hay to fix sand.

A'li and Taiye were the first seeds he planted in this circle of sand, and then he planted Runsheng, Binbin, Mengmeng and others one by one.

He originally did not understand the principle of sand fixation because he had never studied it, but through practical exploration, he realized that this is actually what he did. Now that he knows the principle, he can do things more clearly.

With them by my side, this barren desert of mine will gradually turn into an oasis in the future.

Li Lan also has a desert, but her approach is as naive as that of an outsider. She hopes to simply plant a tree called "son" and have it thrive in the desert to provide her with shade and shelter.

So, what a stupid mom.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hands, pressed his temples, and said in his heart:
You can’t think like this, you can’t think like this. Thinking like this will easily make you sick.

Ugh,
Li Lan is really a stumbling block on my road to recovery.

Cuicui would do her homework for a while, then look up at Li Zhuiyuan who was sitting next to her.

The boy is looking at the scenery, and at the same time, he is also the scenery in the eyes of others.

After Cuicui finished her homework, she talked to Li Zhuiyuan about what happened at school for a while. It could be heard that she was trying to make the things she found interesting as interesting as possible.

She also told Li Zhuiyuan that the owner of the house who asked her grandmother to write the couplet came to her house on a bicycle this morning to express his gratitude and brought relatives from the village to order another batch.

Because when the batch of sealed couplets that were taken here earlier were burned together with the cardboard boxes and paper figures, the sealed couplets made a "crackling" sound as soon as they caught fire, and then green smoke rose up!

Relatives, friends and acquaintances all praised him, saying that his filial piety moved his deceased ancestors, and that the ancestors would bless his family with peace.

After hearing this, Li Zhuiyuan was slightly stunned, but then he felt relieved.

He never thought that the couplet he wrote would have this kind of effect, but it was normal for it to have this kind of effect.

Cuicui went home.

For dinner, Li Zhuiyuan took Yin Meng to his grandparents' house.

Four uncles and aunts also came, and grandma Cui Guiying prepared two tables of food.

The two of them secretly organized this reunion dinner when Li Sanjiang was not at home. If Li Sanjiang was there, they would definitely be scolded.

But sometimes, being a parent is like this, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten, and both the giver and the receiver seem to think it is natural.

Li Weihan drank a little more wine, and said to Li Zhuiyuan with red eyes:
"Little Marquis Yuan, your grandfather and I, your grandmother, didn't do anything to help you, but when you grow up, you must be filial to your great grandfather. Your great grandfather is really good to you."

Li Weihan said that Li Sanjiang took the initiative to urge people to pay the final payment, and also urged the paper-making process to be faster at home. He had given up his work a long time ago, but he started making paper-folding again these days.

Because he had to give money to his great-grandson who was attending college, and he couldn't let his classmates look down on him because he had no money.

In fact, he doesn't need to earn this money, because Li Lan will send him living expenses every month.

However, Li Sanjiang did not allow Li Weihan to transfer the money to Li Zhuiyuan, saying that she did not want the child, so the child should not use her money, otherwise the child would not have the confidence to treat her badly when he saw her in the future.

After the meal, Li Zhuiyuan refused Li Weihan's offer to see him off as his grandfather was drunk.

Yin Meng took a flashlight and walked home with Li Zhuiyuan under the moonlight.

After arriving home, it was a long time before Taiye and Zhuangzhuang came back.

Today's vegetarian ceremony was very lively. The factory owner was willing to spend money, so the old man held a ceremony and performed a great show to pray for the salvation of the boss's father.

Lin Shuyou also participated enthusiastically and put on a performance as an official general.

However, knowing that he would have a bad temper after his face was opened, they did not let him open his face, but instead found a mask for him to wear.

The locals had never seen Guan Jiangshou before, and the performance attracted everyone to watch. In addition, Lin Shuyou was very skilled, and he not only had both spirit and form, but also performed many difficult moves.

In conjunction with the grandpa's opening ceremony, it can be regarded as an exchange and performance of folk customs between the two places.

The factory owner was very happy and stuffed an extra red envelope into the bag before leaving.

Grandpa and Lin Shuyou shared it. Lin Shuyou didn't want it at first, but Grandpa hit him several times on the scalp, saying that it wasn't just for him, so he should take it.

Before going to bed, Li Zhuiyuan went into his great-grandfather's room and chatted with him for a while.

Li Sanjiang actually had nothing more to talk about, but he was reluctant to give up this time together, so he just started telling Li Zhuiyuan stories.

He talked about his experience as a corpse mover in Shanghai. He said one night, he thought he had carried a dead person, but he found out that the person was still alive and bleeding, as if he had been shot. There seemed to be someone chasing him, so he carried the person for five or six miles in one breath...

Next, there’s the snoring.

The old man told such a good story that he fell asleep.

He must have drunk a lot of alcohol since he was fasting and eating at the banquet during the day.

Li Zhuiyuan first emptied and cleaned the beverage can that his grandfather used as an ashtray, put it back on the bedside table, and then covered his grandfather with a quilt.

Before leaving, I took a look at the tiles on the floor of my grandfather's room, and couldn't help but recall the time when my grandfather drew a lucky charm for me here.

My grandfather’s fortune-changing formation is drawn differently every time.

Li Zhuiyuan bit his lip and a smile appeared on his face.

I tried hard to laugh, but failed.

The boy was not discouraged. He felt that perhaps at this moment, a simple smile of understanding would be enough.

It seems that normal people wouldn’t suddenly recall something funny and burst into laughter.

When I left Grandpa's room and was about to go back to my room, a gentle cold wind blew over me.

But this time, the cold wind was a little too weak.

Li Zhuiyuan looked down and saw a little yellow warbler standing outside the dam.

Originally, Li Zhuiyuan thought that the little yellow warbler might not want to sing tonight and just came to say good night to him.

But upon closer inspection, I found that the little yellow warbler's body was constantly leaning forward and then backward on the dam, then leaning forward and then backward again.

This means that she still wants to come and perform singing tonight.

The reason why she didn't come up directly into the house like she did last night was because there was an officer's head lying on the first floor.

When she came yesterday, she also chose the two time periods when Lin Shuyou was not there.

Li Zhuiyuan rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.

It took him a whole day to recover his mind.

The little yellow warbler seemed to have discovered Li Zhuiyuan. She raised her head and looked at the boy standing on the second floor. At the same time, she accelerated her forward and backward swings, as if urging him or begging him.

Li Zhuiyuan really couldn't refuse.

If last night was compensation for previous wages, then tonight should be considered an advance payment for future wages.

I will not return to school until the day after tomorrow, so I will probably have to continue setting up the stage for Little Yellow Nightingale to perform tomorrow night.

It's a headache, but having a little yellow warbler in this house is like the guardian deity of the Northeast.

Besides, it’s not like I haven’t asked for help from others before. Last time, I even used someone as a telephone pole. I apologize to Ali.

Li Zhuiyuan went downstairs. Uncle Shan had already returned home. There were three coffins in the corner of the first floor, one for Runsheng, one for Binbin, and one for Lin Shuyou.

No wonder Yin Meng was in a hurry to make a new coffin today, but she didn’t rush to paint it after it was done. It turned out that she saw Runsheng and Tan Wenbin both had coffins last night, and Lin Shuyou also wanted one.

This guy, before he shows his face, is so shy and timid that normal people can't stand it.

The three men had been accompanying Li Sanjiang to work all day and were all tired. They were now competing to see who could snore louder. Especially because they were all lying in coffins, the snoring was amplified, as if three large speakers were playing a symphony.

When Li Zhuiyuan passed by the first floor, the snoring of Runsheng and Tan Wenbin became a little quieter. They must have become alert even in their sleep, but they soon recognized the footsteps and their snoring became more intense again.

This is not a difficult task, because many students can quickly distinguish the sound of their father's wheels, engine, footsteps, and key chain.

However, there was no change in Lin Shuyou's snoring.

Li Zhuiyuan walked to the bottom of the dam and stretched out his hand.

The little yellow warbler stopped swinging, stood there, and looked at the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan understood what she meant and turned around.

Soon, a pair of cold hands rested on his shoulders.

Every time Li Zhuiyuan took a step forward, she would follow.

It was like returning to the beginning, the only difference being that there was no grandfather leading the way in front, and I no longer had to hold the incense burner in my hands.

Moreover, this cold feeling can now be easily endured.

The road on the dam was easier to walk on than last time. It was no longer bumpy and shallow like the river bank. When Li Zhuiyuan walked in front, he could feel the little yellow warbler following him and twisting his body.

She loves beauty and she is also really sexy.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with showing one's style and charm. Although the current trend is gradually becoming more open, it has not yet reached that level. If Xiao Huangying was born ten or twenty years later, she might still be relatively conservative.

When they entered the first floor, Runsheng and Tan Wenbin were still snoring as usual. Anyway, as long as it was Li Zhuiyuan's footsteps and there was no cry for help or other noises, it would not trigger their sensitive nerves.

But there was one person who sat up from his coffin in his sleep.

He opened his eyes, his pupils vertical.

It’s the White Crane Boy!
It may be that although Lin Shuyou did not officially enter into a state of possession today, he performed the entire set of warm-up movements over and over again, so that when he was suddenly stimulated while sleeping, he inexplicably succeeded in entering into a state of possession.

It is no wonder that Lin Shuyou is regarded as a genius from the lineage of officials and generals in the temple of his hometown.

Behind him, the little yellow warbler grabbed Li Zhuiyuan's shoulders and began to exert force.

Her body was also shaking, giving her a "gorgeous" look that was typical of a dying person.

The boy didn't dare to look at the one under the peach tree.

But the little yellow warbler was obviously not among them, and the boy felt that He was okay again.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the boy and made mouth shapes:
"sleep."

The boy tried to stand up from the coffin.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes narrowed, carrying a clear warning.

Originally, upgrading and reforming the system of gang officials and generals was just a matter of convenience rather than the main goal. Especially after he had helped Lin Shuyou double the number of times he had consulted with the spirit writing board and the boy had shown signs of surrender, Li Zhuiyuan had no motivation to continue targeting him.

But if you don't listen and insist on going against me, then I will concentrate on studying it carefully.

The boy stood up halfway, then sat back down, and then he lay down again.

He was really afraid.

In the past, even if he encountered other river walkers or even faced the Dragon King, to be honest, as a Yin God, he had nothing to be afraid of. The worst that could happen was that the mediums would be killed and the temples would be destroyed, and their progress in gaining merit would be affected.

But the one in front of him really has the ability to transform their Yin spirits from high-ranking gods to mules and horses in the hands of mediums.

This is really more difficult to accept than killing them.

The little yellow warbler seemed happy. Not only did it stop trembling, it also started to twist its body a little.

Maybe it was really because the man under the peach forest helped her share her pain, her temperament was really like when she was alive.

Li Zhuiyuan got two bottles of drinks in the living room, then took her up the stairs, passed by the grandfather's door, and led her into his own room.

Walking to the bed, the little yellow warbler let go of the boy's hand and lay down on the bed.

She lay neatly with her hands folded on her chest. Her face was as pale as if she had been covered with thick makeup, and her lips were bright red.

If she changed this overly flashy tight black cheongsam into a more formal dress, then her bed would become a standard corpse place.

Li Zhuiyuan stood beside the bed, watching the water dripping from the corner of the bed.

He pointed to the board above the bed, indicating that she could go up.

You've made the whole bed wet like this and I really can't sleep.

The little yellow warbler closed its eyes, unmoved.

Li Zhuiyuan nodded, and simply pulled out the chair behind the desk, placed it next to the bed, sat on the chair, leaned back, and then.

"Snapped!"

Snapped his fingers.

This is a new dream based on the principle of helping people to the end and sending them to the west.

There was a wide stage, a huge banner, and the audience below was filled with well-dressed people like an auditorium.

At the back, dancers appeared and the expensive sound equipment started up.

Li Zhuiyuan moved here the venue where his parents took him to watch the company gala in his memory as a child.

There's no way, he has a good memory, so he can restore all the furnishings and layouts.

In addition, he had already mastered the skills in Wei Zhengdao's black book.

So now, it is equivalent to Li Zhuiyuan changing the little yellow warbler's memory.

Only this time, it wasn't to control her.

Because you don't have to control her to do anything you want her to do, and she is not on guard against herself.

If Wei Zhengdao knew that he had used his own unique skills in this way, even if Wei Zhengdao was really dead, he might be so angry that he would kick open the coffin, pretend to be dead, and fight him to the death.

but,

Given his personality, it's hard to say.

It is also possible that after reviving, it will come over and listen to the concert with me, or even go on stage to sing with the little yellow warbler.

At this time, the little yellow warbler was standing on the stage, facing the microphone stand.

In the dream, she had completely recovered to the way she was when she was alive.

She began to cry and kept wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands.

She didn't wipe her tears like this before, she would just use the back of her hand or fingers to wipe them directly. But now this is a big stage after all, so she started to become reserved.

She began to sing, swaying her body to the rhythm.

Her dancing movements became less aggressive, she began to hold back, and her singing became more focused on intonation, and sometimes when she knew she couldn't sing anymore and was about to break her voice, she would still remember to pass the microphone to the audience.

She was a little uncomfortable with the stage, but she enjoyed it very much.

Li Zhuiyuan was sitting down there with his head down.

He suddenly realized that he had overlooked one thing, that is, he had reproduced the scene in his memory too carefully.

So at this moment, the person sitting on his right was Li Lan.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't want to see her, so he waved his hand and the seat next to him became empty.

As for the left side,

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and looked over. There was a gentle and handsome man sitting there, applauding the performance on the stage.

This is my father.

He is always so warm and kind, without any bad habits of a kid from a rich family, and is as gentle as jade in his dealings with others.

It was precisely because of these qualities that Li Lan chose him.

Of course, it must be Li Lan, whom he was pursuing madly.

But Li Zhuiyuan knew very well that Li Lan had already decided on him before he started pursuing her.

He knew himself too well, and he knew Li Lan too well. It was really easy for the mother and son to be liked by an outsider.

In interpersonal communication, most of the time, the mother and son are actually like taking an open-book exam, and the kind where they look up the answers.

Li Zhuiyuan took another look at his father. He was still very young, and Li Lan's condition had not yet completely deteriorated. At least the skin on his face could still hold up.

According to the timeline of this performance, in another year and a half, Li Lan will no longer be able to pretend.

Then this man was tortured beyond recognition, with untidy beard, red eyes, and mental confusion, which was his normal state for a long time afterwards.

He loved Li Lan too much, and Li Lan knew too well how to hurt him.

The top level of cold violence in ordinary families is so low-level that it is not worthy of being shown in one's own home.

Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan did not have any resentment towards the fact that his father joined the geological survey team after the divorce and had not contacted him since then.

Fortunately, his father inherited some of Grandpa Bei's fortitude. If he were a normal man, he would not be able to withstand such mental torture and blow.

At this time, the little yellow warbler ended its song.

The man stood up and cheered and applauded, which led a group of people nearby to stand up and show their enthusiasm and greetings to the performers on the stage.

He really looked like a little sun, with soft white light blooming from his body.

Just like that day in his memory, he lowered his head and looked at himself.

"Xiaoyuan, does it sound good?"

"Yeah, that sounds good."

In my memory, next, I would imitate my father, stand up, cheer and applaud.

Li Lan, who was sitting by, stared at him with a puzzled and obscure look.

It’s good now, there’s one less disappointed look.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up and followed the man to applaud the little yellow warbler on the stage.

The little yellow warbler bowed in thanks, and applause rang out. She bowed several times in all directions below.

"Next, I will bring you a song... "Unforgettable Tonight"."

Everyone continued to applaud enthusiastically, and Li Zhuiyuan applauded even more enthusiastically this time.

Since it’s already “Unforgettable Tonight”, Little Yellow Oriole plans to end it early this time.

Then I can have a good sleep.

When the accompaniment sounded, the venue fell silent and Li Zhuiyuan sat back.

"I will never forget this night. I will never forget this night. No matter where in the world we live, we are all in the same embrace..."

As it turned out, Li Zhuiyuan was overthinking.

The little yellow warbler sang this song not to indicate that the party was over and it was time to go home, but because these were the songs she was probably best at.

After "Unforgettable Tonight" ended, the little yellow warbler continued to perform, in addition to singing, she also had her solo dance.

One show follows another tirelessly, with no end in sight, as if they wanted to make up for all the regrets in their lives on this stage tonight.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down below, holding his forehead with his hand, and lowered his head:
"Oh, I have a headache..."

……

In the morning, everyone had breakfast on the dam.

Everyone else was there, except Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Sanjiang blamed himself, "Alas, I shouldn't have talked to Xiao Yuanhou for so long last night. I don't even know when I fell asleep."

Tan Wenbin smiled and said, "It may be that the bed at home is too comfortable and fragrant, so Xiaoyuan stays in bed."

After hearing this, Li Sanjiang also laughed: "Of course, sleeping at home is the most comfortable."

After coaxing Uncle Li, Tan Wenbin quickly finished the porridge in the bowl, put down his chopsticks, and went upstairs.

Brother Xiaoyuan will stay in bed?

He knew how strict Xiaoyuan's schedule was. Even if he went to bed at five in the morning, when the sky was just turning pale at half past five, Xiaoyuan would get up as soon as he was told to.

Having woken up late for two days in a row and not having breakfast with everyone, Tan Wenbin was really worried that something had happened to Brother Xiaoyuan.

As soon as I walked to the door of Xiaoyuan's room, I saw Xiaoyuan push the door open and walk out.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Li Zhuiyuan felt his head buzzing and numb.

He had never been so exhausted in his recent battles with evil spirits.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, do you want to take a rest?"

"Need not."

"Then Uncle Li will take us to catch crabs later. Brother Xiaoyuan, do you want to go?"

"go."

Although he didn't feel like moving right now, considering that he had to go back to school tomorrow, he was unwilling to give up this time with his grandfather.

I washed up, went downstairs and had breakfast.

Li Zhuiyuan deliberately asked Tan Wenbin to bring him a few more bottles of drinks to drink on the road.

This crab is not a hairy crab, but it is quite big.

The method of catching them is also very simple. Just follow the ditch and look for the crab holes everywhere, and then you can dig them out.

These crabs are not purely wild, they have owners, but Li Sanjiang had informed the owner in advance.

It is not uncommon for relatives and friends in the village to send each other buckets of crabs when the season comes. However, even if they want to sell them, it is not that convenient.

Li Sanjiang demonstrated first, and then the young men took action.

Li Zhuiyuan just stood next to Li Sanjiang and watched, clapping occasionally.

Runsheng is the most efficient in catching crabs. It seems that when he followed Uncle Shan to catch crabs, he caught a lot of crabs flying in the sky and swimming in the water.

Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin were also good at taking out the food, and each of them had a lot in their buckets.

The least efficient was Lin Shuyou. His agility was of no use at this time. Instead, his hands were pinched by crabs several times. His eyes widened in pain and he almost had a ghost.

Li Sanjiang couldn't bear to watch from the side: "Why don't you just forget it and focus on eating it after it's done steaming. You're cross-eyed again because of the pain."

After catching crabs, Li Sanjiang took everyone to catch fish in the villagers’ fish ponds.

The host family was watching with a smile on their faces. When Li Sanjiang talked about money, they waved their hands and said no, saying that Uncle Sanjiang was slapping himself in the face!

Li Sanjiang was just being polite and didn't really pay.

People living in the same village all have their own scale in mind, and social interactions do not necessarily require cash.

Because it was not yet time to release the water and collect the fish, the owner originally wanted to set the net himself and then put on rain pants to help drive the fish, but was rejected by Li Sanjiang.

He patted Runsheng: "Marquis Runsheng, come on!"

Runsheng took off his clothes and shoes, dived into the fish pond, and soon floated to the surface, holding a big, fat fish in each hand.

"Uncle Li, is that enough?"

"That's enough, fish soup drinker, who told you to catch it so quickly?"

The children are back, and he wanted to do some entertainment activities with them. However, Runsheng is very good at catching crabs and fish. Does he have to finish work and go home so early?

However, when Runsheng was getting dressed, Li Sanjiang came closer curiously and looked carefully at the circle marks on Runsheng's body.

"Runsheng, are you doing cupping?"

"Yeah, get rid of the moisture."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? It's only been a few days since I had the cupping done. It's not good to use cold water. It's easy to get cold air in."

"It's okay, Mr. Li."

Run Sheng had been pierced with sixteen coffin nails. The wounds had healed after the nails were removed, but the circular mark could not be removed for the time being.

With these valves, Runsheng can do anything, not to mention fishing in the fish pond. Even if he is asked to build a house in the river, he can do it.

Next, Li Sanjiang took everyone to another family's house to catch chickens.

Li Sanjiang's family does not raise poultry because he thinks they are smelly and he has no one to take care of them. Anyway, it is a profitable business, so he can just buy them when he wants to eat. These things are not expensive in the village.

Runsheng took the initiative to step forward again, but Li Sanjiang pushed him back and stopped the big mule from continuing.

Li Sanjiang: "Cross-eyed, go catch the chicken."

Lin Shuyou is still waiting to see who is called "cross-eyed".

When he noticed that everyone was looking at him, he realized that it was me who was cross-eyed.

These chickens are semi-free-range in large fences. They run fast and will peck people, so it is not easy for ordinary people to catch them.

However, Lin Shuyou lived up to his skills this time. Before the owner opened the railings and gave him the net bag, he jumped into it, rushed forward, and grabbed the necks of the frightened chickens one by one with his hands.

Soon, he came back with two chickens.

Li Sanjiang looked at the sun, then at the two chickens, and could only nod helplessly.

He has no activities to do. There are only so many people in his family. He can't just go to someone else's house and buy a pig in advance to kill it for the New Year, right?
Moreover, he vaguely discovered that these children seemed to have grown up and changed a lot after returning from Jinling.

If they were really asked to kill the pig, it wouldn't seem like it would be much trouble.

After returning with the harvest, everyone participated in the food processing and helped to make fire and cook, except Yin Meng.

Even Li Zhuiyuan picked up a brush and sat by the well to brush the mud off the crabs.

The dishes were served one after another and everyone started to feast on them.

Everyone was so full in the end that even Runsheng patted his belly to indicate that he couldn't eat any more.

In the afternoon, everyone sat around on the dam, chatting and digesting their food.

Since Li Sanjiang was familiar with the other people, he specifically asked Lin Shuyou questions, and Lin Shuyou began to introduce the story of his hometown.

The warm sun and gentle breeze, coupled with lazy people and a young man who chatters non-stop, this scene is indeed pleasant.

A passing villager brought news that a screen was being set up on an open space in the town and a movie would be shown in the evening.

Everyone was too full at noon and had no appetite for dinner, so they all picked up their stools and ran to grab a seat early.

Li Sanjiang was chatting with the villagers around him, and all he said was, "Isn't this my little Yuanhou who is back?"

A lot of small vendors came behind. Yin Meng picked out some hair bands, and Lin Shuyou bought a bubble pot and blew bubbles at the back of Tan Wenbin's head, wetting the back of Tan Wenbin's head.

On the way, Li Zhuiyuan went to a small vendor under the pretext of going to the toilet, bought two bubble pots and carefully selected a few small accessories.

A'li has everything she needs. Given Grandma Liu's habit of smashing a top-grade official kiln when she gets angry, it would be meaningless no matter how valuable the gift you give her is.

So at this time, the gift given is not precious, but memories.

Li Zhuiyuan remembered that when he went to the movies with A-li, A-li sat next to him and liked to blow bubbles.

After watching the movie, everyone walked home along the road. They were all gone, and not many people were talking. Li Sanjiang, who was walking in the front, had a cigarette butt flickering in his mouth.

There were not many places to eat midnight snacks in the village, so after arriving home, Li Sanjiang took out the gifts bought by Lin Shuyou and shared them with everyone to fill their stomachs.

In the evening, Li Zhuiyuan wanted to talk to Li Sanjiang and listen to his stories, but Li Sanjiang refused: "Little Yuanhou, go to bed early, you have to get up early to go back to school tomorrow."

Late at night, Li Zhuiyuan heard the sound of the wind again.

He walked out of the room and came to the terrace. Outside the dam below, the little yellow warbler appeared there again.

Under the night sky, her long hair hung down wetly, and her black cheongsam made the red high heels on her feet look particularly strange.

However, just as Li Zhuiyuan was about to go down to pick her up, she just looked up at Li Zhuiyuan.

Then, he let his arms hang lightly at his sides, turned around, and disappeared into the darkness.

She had had a great time in her memories over the past two nights.

So tonight, she came here specifically to say goodbye to Li Zhuiyuan.

Tomorrow, as soon as Li Zhuiyuan and the others leave, Xiao Yingying will take care of the household affairs, return to Li Sanjiang's house, and continue to work.

Li Zhuiyuan looked up at the incomplete moon in the sky and went back to his room to rest.

The next morning, after breakfast, everyone said goodbye.

Li Weihan stuffed peanuts, crackers, sausages and other things into the car.

Cui Guiying packed various pickles and sauces from her home into a net bag and delivered it over.

Li Sanjiang gave everyone a red envelope. Lin Shuyou's was the thickest, twice as much as the others because it was his first time coming to his house.

Perhaps the groundwork had already been laid yesterday, or perhaps in the eyes of the elderly, it was just the children's day off from school, and there was a feeling of parting, but it was far from being that exaggerated and passionate.

The three old men stood by the village road and waved at them. After the pickup truck drove away, they put down their hands but did not leave. It was not until the pickup truck completely disappeared from their sight that Li Sanjiang patted his trouser legs and said:

"The little sparrow at home has flown away again."

……

Compared with the elderly people's free and easy-going attitude, the atmosphere in the pickup truck on the return trip seemed a bit serious and dull.

It's time to leave Peach Grove Nature Reserve.

Laughing without restraint and sleeping soundly again have become a luxury.

Although life was not so stressful and depressing in the past, and everyone lived a normal life most of the time, but even if there was just a little bit of final peace of mind missing, or just a little bit of extra risk factors, the mentality would be completely different.

Li Zhuiyuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head, opened the rear window, and looked at Runsheng and the others who were sitting in the back.

“According to the time and the stage, it’s time for the next wave. The easy and safe time has passed. Everyone should remember to switch to a good physical and mental state.

Cheer up and be alert.

You can lose due to lack of strength, you can fail due to flaws in planning, but you must never die due to stupidity.

Everyone,

We can face all the results calmly, except for the regrets. "

Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, Yin Meng: "Understood!"

Lin Shuyou: “I know!”

Tan Wenbin, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror and a smile appeared on his lips.

In the past, Brother Xiaoyuan would not say these words seriously. He would use very simple words or even just a look to warn you.

What he just said was obviously not Xiaoyuan's style. Xiaoyuan showed more patience than ever before.

It seems that for Brother Xiaoyuan, going home can add a human touch just like going to see A-li.

In that case, as the one shouting at the bow, I naturally have to be more passionate and unrestrained!

Come on, let the passion burn.

Tan Wenbin reached out and pushed the tape in, pressing the play button. Fei Xiang's voice came out from inside:

"You are like a fire in the winter, the blazing flame warms my heart. Every time you quietly approach me..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "So, next..."

I am!

Tan Wenbin was so scared that he quickly turned off the volume.

Then he turned his head and whistled out of the car window, as if he was not the one who played music and interrupted the Dragon King's speech.

“So, next, don’t deliberately avoid daily interactions, but make choices based on your own heart:

Will you pay attention to this kind of person? Will you do these things?

You must learn to look three steps ahead when you take one step, and think of yourself as a dot. All the people and things that have to do with you should be stretched out into lines.

Grab any drop of river water that splashes out before the wave comes.

I am not good enough in this regard, so thank you for your hard work. "

Tan Wenbin, Runsheng, Yin Meng: “Yes!”

Lin Shuyou: “Understood!”

Lin Shuyou: “…”

Li Zhuiyuan finished speaking and took the initiative to turn up the volume to the highest setting:
"You are like a fire, the blazing flame warms me!"

……

After returning to school, life returned to its normal track.

When Runsheng was selling goods in the store and met his fellow student Hua Hou, he would speak a few words of Nantong dialect to him.

Yin Meng still goes shopping with Zheng Jiayi. The two have similar styles and habits and like to just shop without buying.

However, the two of them would occasionally go to the antique street, and Yin Meng needed to understand and become familiar with the market conditions.

Her ancestors were wealthy, but that was two thousand years ago. If her grandfather hadn't had Xiaoyuan, she wouldn't have been able to send her grandfather to the ancestral tomb.

So her understanding of antiques and curios is not much different from that of ordinary people. If she reads and learns more, it will be convenient for her to pick up antiques next time she goes out, sell them and save some money to buy a bus?
This way, when going back, Xiaoyuan can bring A'li with him and sit in the last row without being affected.

Yin Meng felt that his plan was very good. As a member of a team, sometimes it was not to flatter, but to show his ambition.

Tan Wenbin runs between classes, home, and auditing. Fortunately, he doesn't need to restock his pickup truck every day, so he can drive it out. Otherwise, the taxi fare alone would be heartbreaking.

Lin Shuyou's activity trajectory almost overlaps with Tan Wenbin's. The only area that does not overlap is the time when Tan Wenbin and Zhou Yunyun are alone. He will disappear obediently.

Li Zhuiyuan continued his "school-wide elective" teaching model and continued to recruit outstanding teachers.

Sometimes, when Tan Wenbin has no classes, he will follow Xiao Yuan's schedule to attend the classes of those teachers. Don't say that for teachers certified by Xiao Yuan, no matter whether he can understand the things he teaches about other departments, he really thinks that this teacher has something.

Tan Wenbin feels that when the school evaluates outstanding teachers at the end of the year, the principal should really take a look at Xiaoyuan's class schedule, as there is absolutely no personal connection involved.

For the third and fourth classes this morning, Li Zhuiyuan chose Professor Zhu's Ideological and Political Science class.

There was a very obvious phenomenon in the classroom. That was that Professor Zhu really used his solid theory and his ability to guide the students to link theory with practice in every class to gradually change the teaching atmosphere of the class.

Many students really listened and started to think.

In the classroom, there are fewer sarcastic voices, and occasionally there are "awakened" and "independent thinkers" who say something shocking...

What we get is no longer everyone's booing, but dissatisfaction with the teacher's disrespect and disruption of the learning atmosphere.

In the tide of depression, there are always some people who silently act as a light, persisting in illuminating and influencing the people around them. Only time can prove whether they are right.

At the end of the class, everyone was still reluctant to leave, and some students hoped that Professor Zhu would continue to talk.

Professor Zhu: "Next time, the students are going to have lunch, so we have to go to the cafeteria quickly."

The students laughed, packed up their things and left the classroom.

Li Zhuiyuan was the last one to leave as usual. Professor Zhu also walked towards him:

"Xiaoyuan, do you have anything to do at noon? Although it's abrupt to invite you at the last minute, my wife wants to meet you. She is very interested in you, a young man who likes to read ancient books."

"Thank you for your invitation. It's my honor."

At first, Li Zhuiyuan did not think it was anything special, worthy of recording, but not something to be surprised about. But when Professor Zhu said the next sentence:

"Alas, I should have invited you to my house a long time ago, but my wife just had a strange illness a while ago, and now she doesn't seem to be getting better. I wanted to wait until she got better before inviting you, but now, I'm afraid she can't wait any longer, alas."

浪，
coming!

(End of this chapter)