Mu Jingheng felt that he might be getting old, and lately he missed Xu Xinning more and more. Perhaps because he thought about her so much, he started to hallucinate, and it seemed that he could really hear Xu Xinning's voice.

He's so tired!

I'm so tired I don't want to open my eyes.

He wanted to go find his Xin'er.

But when he actually heard Xin'er's voice, he couldn't open his eyes no matter what.

He felt as if he had entered a boundless place shrouded in darkness.

There was no wind, no sound; the silence was terrifying.

They couldn't even hear their own heartbeat and breathing.

Just when he thought this was a good thing, he heard the voice of Xin'er, whom he had been thinking about day and night.

He thought that there might really be a netherworld in this world, otherwise how could he hear Xin'er's voice?

Xin'er's voice was still the same as he remembered, seemingly a little cold, but unintentionally revealing warmth and care.

Like the muttering she's making now, it seems like she's blaming him, or maybe she's feeling sorry for him. But he seems to hear that his Xin'er cares a lot about his face.

Yes, he had already noticed that Xin'er liked to stare at his face.

As long as he likes her, he will use his face to bewitch her. As long as he can see her again, he will never let go of her hand.

Perhaps it's only after losing someone that you realize how important they were, so important that just thinking about them causes heartache.

He seemed to hear Jiang Juecheng's voice as well, no, his uncle and Uncle Xu's voice as well.

I told you, the underworld isn't so bad after all. At least he can still see these people, and he's no longer alone.

Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Mom, and Brother, they should be here too, right?

very nice!

They're reunited!

So tired!

He wanted to sleep for a while.

They probably wouldn't reincarnate while he's asleep, would they?

It was already dark when the group arrived home. Grandma Xu and Grandpa Xu stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking around anxiously, while Wang Ying and Chen Jianguo silently kept them company from the top of the wall.

Since Old Mrs. Chen suffered a stroke, this wall has become Chen Jianguo's territory. He often sits on the wall chatting with Xu Laosan, sometimes with Wang Ying and Yao Dahai also there when they need something.

It seems that suddenly everyone in the Chen family has figured out the fun that Old Mrs. Chen enjoys climbing over the wall.

Upon seeing Mu Jingheng lying lifeless on a few pieces of wood and Xu Xinning looking disheveled, Old Mrs. Xu couldn't help but burst into tears.

In her memory, Mu Jingheng was always the one with a sweet tongue, who loved to make them happy and was a bit childish. How could she not feel heartbroken to see her good child suddenly turn out like this?

Grandma Xu: "What's wrong with Xiao Heng?"

Then Xu Xinning explained the situation again.

Grandma Xu and Grandpa Xu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Grandma Xu had another thought: Mu Jingheng really liked her granddaughter, otherwise why would he do such a dangerous thing for her?

They are all good children, such good children!!!

When Mu Jingheng woke up, it was already a day later.

The typhoon arrived as scheduled.

Yang Chunqin patted her chest in relief. Fortunately, they had harvested in time, dried all the rice and stored it in the warehouse, and delivered the grain quota they were supposed to deliver. Just when everything was done, the typhoon came.

Unlike the neighboring village, where the rice missed its best time to grow for two more days and the quota grain hasn't been delivered yet, the brigade cadres are in a panic and have even come to Xujia Village brigade to borrow people and land.

Xujiacun Brigade is not usually afraid of typhoons. They have been experienced for many years. Long before the typhoon comes, the brigade members have inspected all the places and reinforced the houses that need to be reinforced.

When Mu Jingheng opened his eyes, his gaze was a little unfocused. He felt a bit strange seeing the room's layout. How did he end up in the room where he stayed at the Xu family's house when he went to the countryside?

Mu Jingheng laughed self-deprecatingly. It turned out that he really was lovesick and had even gone to his room.

Hearing the noise, Xu Laosan rushed in from outside. Seeing Mu Jingheng staring blankly with his eyes open, he took a step forward, hugged Mu Jingheng, and then burst into tears.

Xu Laosan was truly terrified this time. He never imagined that taking Mu Jingheng to that place because of his playfulness would lead to his death. If anything were to happen to Mu Jingheng, Xu Laosan felt he would live with guilt for the rest of his life.

Xu Laosan: "Brother, brother! You're finally awake! You scared everyone to death!"

Xu Laosan?

Xu Laosan as a child?

Mu Jingheng stared at Xu Laosan with wide eyes in disbelief.

Mu Jingheng: "Xu Laosan? I... am a living person?"

Just that one sentence left the excited Xu Laosan speechless.

Isn't he a living person?

Can the dead talk?

Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey

Children speak without restraint.

Heaven, please don't be angry! Heaven, please don't be angry!

Xu Laosan looked at Mu Jingheng carefully. Could it be that his smart and wise brother had also damaged his brain?

Oh my god!

What should we do?!

"Sister, sister, come quick! My brother is acting strange, it seems like he's hit his head!" Xu Laosan shouted outside.

Xu Xinning estimated that Mu Jingheng should be waking up, so she was cooking porridge and medicine for him.

Yang Chunqin went to the brigade; she and the other brigade leaders had to do a good job in typhoon relief.

Xu Yaozu has been staying at his workplace these past few days, as they also have to do typhoon relief work.

County leaders, commune leaders, and some leaders from various units were all transferred to various places to do typhoon relief work, especially the salt field and the farm by the sea, which are important units in the county and the top priority of this work.

The salt fields are separated from the sea by only a dike. If something happens to that dike, it will be no joke. Not only will the salt fields suffer, but the nearby farmland and villages will also be affected.

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