The stars were shining brightly today, and the moon was half full, so we could see without a flashlight. Besides, we were familiar with the road, so the three of them walked slowly under the starlight.
Qi Monan turned his head to glance at Song Yun. He couldn't see Song Yun's expression at the moment, but he could feel that Song Yun was not affected by her grandfather's words. She was still the same as before.
"If your parents stay here all the time, will you stay here too?" Qi Mo Nan finally asked.
Song Yun nodded, "Yeah." It would only take a little over three hours, and by then her parents would definitely be able to return to the city. She certainly couldn't stay in Qinghe Village forever, and neither would her parents. There was no need to say these words, as they weren't that familiar with each other.
Qi Mo Nan actually understood Song Yun. He had originally planned to give up his position in the army and was determined to be sent down with his grandfather. It was his grandfather who threatened to commit suicide and forced him to publish an announcement in the newspaper to sever ties with Song Yun and force him to stay in the army.
If his grandfather hadn't forced him like that, he would have chosen to stay here like Song Yun and use his own strength to take care of his loved ones.
Song Yun was actually a little curious about the situation at Qi Mo Nan's family. Why didn't the son come to ask about the old man's situation, but Qi Mo Nan, the grandson with a bright future, came all the way here to see the old man, giving money and effort without thinking about the consequences?
Because she didn't ask, it was their privacy, just like she was not willing to mention the affairs of Song Weiguo's family in Beijing.
The three of them walked down the sunny slope and saw from a distance a figure lingering at the foot of the wall of the deserted courtyard, as if looking for a suitable foothold and trying to climb over the wall to get in.
Song Yun pulled Qi Mo Nan, took Song Ziyi, and walked towards the small door in the backyard.
The small gate at the back of the deserted courtyard is close to the mountain path. Because no one has taken care of it for a long time, the weeds almost submerged the entire path. It was only after Song Yun moved in that a path was created. From a distance, it still looks deserted, so no one would deliberately come to the back.
After the three of them entered the yard through the back door, Qi Mo Nan asked Song Yun and Zi Yi to go into the house. He pulled out a handy piece of firewood from the firewood pile and stood under the wall where the man outside was walking around, listening to the sound of the man climbing the wall.
When they were renovating the house, Song Yun asked them to raise the wall. People outside who wanted to climb over the wall would need stepping stones. When they saw the man outside just now, he was probably looking for stepping stones.
Under the moonlight, Qi Mo Nan stood quietly. At the door of the woodshed, Song Yun and Zi Yi stuck their heads out, waiting to watch the show.
Quickly, two hands climbed up the wall, followed by a head.
Qi Mo Nan didn't move.
He is catching a thief and seizing the stolen goods. If he starts to attack before the thief even comes in, he is wrong.
If a thief gets in, he deserves to be beaten to a cripple.
The man on the wall obviously didn't observe the situation in the yard carefully. After climbing up the wall, he jumped directly in. After all, at this time, the whole village was asleep, so how could there be an exception here?
As his feet landed on the ground, he grinned, rubbing his hands and said, "Little beauty, your man is here to love you."
As soon as these words came out, a cold light flashed in Qi Mo Nan's eyes, and the wooden stick in his hand hit the tall and thin man's back with incredible precision, knocking the man to the ground.
Then the stick rained down on the man.
Over the deserted yard, there were echoes of a man's ghostly howling cries for mercy, followed by screams for help, and finally, silence.
Song Yun walked over and kicked the man on the ground. "Beat him to death?"
Qi Monan threw down the stick and "fainted." He was measured in his attacks. He could injure him, make him suffer excruciating pain, but he would never let him die.
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