Chapter 33: Shen Hanxing's Past
Wen Zhenyi looked at his mother: "Was it an accident?"
Ma Yinghe nodded. "When Han Xing was three years old, his father had to take an exam and would be away for almost half a year. His mother was afraid that his father wouldn't be able to eat well, so she left him to be taken care of by your Grandpa Shen. Unfortunately, on the way there, they encountered robbers and both died on the way."
"It was also from that time that Han Xing stopped eating and talking, which made your Grandpa Shen very anxious. During that time, you could see him losing weight visibly, and he didn't respond to anyone who spoke to him."
At this point, she seemed to have thought of something and suddenly laughed out loud: "But he is a special case for you."
Wen Zhenyi turned to look at her: "Me?"
"Um."
"You were only one year old at that time. You didn't cry or make a fuss, but just sat there blankly all day. One day, I carried you over and put you on the stool, and you sat there obediently."
"At the beginning, Han Xing glanced at you and found that you were motionless. He glanced at you again and found that you still didn't react. Then he ran over to you and started talking to you."
"When your Grandpa Shen saw it, he was so excited that he cried and asked me to take you there often. I also thought that maybe one day you would be able to speak like him, so I would take you there often."
Wen Zhenyi could feel her emotional fluctuations. She had no memories of these things. After all, she was too young. "Mom."
Ma Yinghe held her hand and said, "Fortunately, you are fine now. Although Han Xing is a little weak, she has grown up after all."
"Mom, what happened next?"
"Later, he still didn't like to eat, but in order not to worry Grandpa Shen, he would eat a little. But he would secretly give you his favorite candy."
"Later, your Grandpa Shen went to teach at a private school in town in order to support Han Xing. He followed him and would only come back once every ten days, so our contact became less frequent."
Wen Zhenyi never thought that a little fool like him would have the chance to save others from danger one day.
When the two arrived at the door of their house, they saw quite a few people in the yard.
Ma Yinghe frowned: "What happened?"
Wen Zhenyi saw that she was a little anxious and held her hand tightly: "Mom, don't worry, look at the expressions on their faces, it shouldn't be anything bad."
Ma Yinghe nodded: "Let's go back and take a look first."
When the two returned home, they saw many people sitting in the yard, including the village chief Dong Li.
There were still a lot of things placed on the table in the yard.
Wen Zhenyi looked at Old Man Wen and said, "Grandpa."
When Old Man Wen saw them coming back, he quickly waved to them, "Yi Yi, come and sit down."
Wen Zhenyi walked over to them and sat down: "What is this?"
Dong Li said with a smile: "Wen girl, we are here today to apologize and thank you."
Wen Zhenyi knew that the villagers were actually not bad people. They were all quite simple and honest. Plus, there were only about 20 or 30 households, so everyone was quite friendly. She didn't want to make things too awkward. "Grandpa Village Chief, I accept your apology, but how can I express my gratitude?"
The person who had been shouting that Wen Zhenyi was a monster said at this time: "Wen family girl, we were wrong before. We shouldn't have called you a monster. If you hadn't said that the Taoist priest was lying, we would still be in the dark."
"Yes, yes, yes. We went to the county government office yesterday and told the magistrate the whole story. The swindler confessed before the magistrate could even torture him. This guy is so evil. He has killed many people."
Zhou Chunhua's grandmother interrupted with saliva flying, "That's right, many people around here have lost money or their lives because of him. It's really hateful."
Dong Li spoke at this time: "We came here today to ask something else."
Wen Zhenyi actually guessed something when he saw his expression: "Grandpa Village Chief, I know what you want to ask. Actually, I lied to you about the Immortal Grandpa. There is no such thing as an immortal."
"Ah! Then why do you have so many things?"
"I had a very long dream. There were many things in the dream that I couldn't put into words. When I woke up, these things seemed to be engraved in my bones."
The villagers opened their mouths wide, looking at each other. They originally thought that Wen Zhenyi had really met a fairy, and wanted her to say good things to the fairy and bless them.
Now it seems that it is not what they thought: "Is there really no such thing as a god?"
Wen Zhenyi shook his head: "No."
Dong Li felt a little regretful, but then he thought, if there really were gods, seeing them bullying their apprentice like this, they would probably be in trouble. "If there aren't any gods, then there's nothing to worry about. But I still want to ask you, are these Taoists all liars?"
"No, the Taoist priest who said I would wake up was a man of real ability. He never asked my family for money."
Old Lady Wen nodded. "That's true. He passed by our house that year and said that to us when he saw the two children. I was thinking that no matter whether he was right or not, I would give him some money. When I turned back to get the money, he was gone."
Zhou spat out melon seed shells all over the floor. "So, that wandering Taoist priest is really a god?"
"It's hard to say. After all, I haven't seen him since then."
Wen Zhenyi looked at the villagers and said, "But in the future, don't put too much faith in these weird things. After all, there is no basis for them."
"Yeah, you're right. We'll all remember this from now on."
Old Lady Wen asked everyone to take their things back. After all, who among the villagers is living a wealthy life?
Seeing that they refused to accept it, Dong Li had no choice but to let everyone take it back.
After everyone left, Old Lady Wen looked at Wen Zhenyi: "Yiyi, do you feel wronged?"
"No, in fact, although the villagers all have some problems, big and small, but generally speaking they are not bad."
"I'm glad you think so. Did your trip to the Cheng Mansion go smoothly today?"
"It's going pretty smoothly. There isn't much to do these days. We just need to continue with our business. Once the Cheng Mansion birthday party is over, we can pay off our debt."
"Yiyi, tomorrow your grandfather, father, and brother have to go to the fields to tidy up the crops and weed, so they can't go to town with us."
Wen Zhenyi had forgotten that he still had two acres of land to tend to at home: "I see, let's make something simple tomorrow."
"Okay, what are we going to prepare for today?"
"We'll make porridge tomorrow."
"Porridge? Isn't that a little too simple?"
"Grandma, you have to put something in the porridge. It takes a lot of skill to make it well."
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