Chapter 006 Return to Sikun Mountain
Yang Zengyue went directly to the high-speed rail station. A few hours later, she met her good friend and brother Fan Jinggang who came to pick her up at the high-speed rail station.
As soon as he saw her, Fan Jinggang walked over, took her backpack off his shoulders and carried it himself: "Man Yue, I have prepared everything according to your requirements. The construction team can enter the site tomorrow."
The friendship that has been forged since childhood means that the two people never waste words when communicating.
Fan Jinggang knew Yang Zengyue's character very well, and he never asked too many questions about what she told him.
"Well, I'll settle the bill after I clear out everything in the medicine field." Yang Zengyue calculated the amount of money needed for this project and his own savings, which should be enough for the time being.
She currently has no idea how to make money from the subsequent projects.
There will always be a way when you reach the mountain, so don't rush.
Fan Jinggang was driving, and Yang Zengyue was sitting in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, looking very tired.
Yang Zengyue knew Fan Jinggang's doubts. She said that all the medicinal fields had been cleared, which meant that they would no longer grow medicinal herbs in the future. Fan Jinggang understood.
She didn't open her eyes, but just said, "Wait until I see the master, and then I'll tell you the reason."
It is a long journey from the high-speed rail station to Sikunshan, and Yang Zengyue feels extremely complicated at the moment.
She looked out the window at the unfamiliar environment, thinking about how to start the conversation when she saw the master.
In the more than ten days since she came back, she has been busy looking for information and making plans without a moment's rest.
She worried that there simply wasn't enough time.
When I returned home, it was not peaceful.
Before sunset, Yang Zengyue returned to Sikun Mountain after seven years and finally returned home.
At the foot of the mountain is a village with only more than 20 households, all of whom are permanent residents.
Going up the winding mountain road, behind the layers of trees, there is a three-story detached villa closest to Sikun Mountain.
The outside was painted white, the top floor was built with a steel frame, and a popular roof was made, so there were high upturned eaves, and the glazed tiles were somewhat dazzling in the sunset light.
This is her home.
The small Western-style building has a large courtyard, with a small house on each side of the building. On the left is a garage with a black pickup truck parked inside, and on the right is the bathroom and washing area.
On the west side of the yard there is a grape vine full of fruits. Bunches of unripe grapes hang on the branches, looking green and juicy. On the east side of the wall stretches out a pomegranate branch, with many pomegranate fruits hanging on it.
On the east side there is a hand-cranked water well that looks quite old. The water in the basin is still shaking, obviously someone has just used it.
There are many flowers and plants planted around the wall. Some of them look different from ordinary flowers and plants and look more like herbs.
This yard has a very lively atmosphere.
An old man with white hair and beard, who looked like an immortal, was sitting under a grape tree, slowly waving a palm-leaf fan to cool off.
When he heard the sound of a car, the old man immediately looked in the direction of the sound.
Yang Zengyue opened the car door, pushed open the gate and looked up, his eyes met the old man's.
Unable to conceal her excitement, tears welled up in Yang Zengyue's eyes. She called out "Master" in a low voice.
He pushed open the gate and strode in.
Yang Zengyue threw herself into the old man's arms like a young swallow flying into the forest.
Before she reached Jiuxiao, the dog Pumpkin suddenly jumped out and tried to pounce on her, but was swiftly kicked away by Yang Zengyue...
After landing, Pumpkin was confused and didn't understand why his owner disliked him. There was a light flashing in his eyes and he looked aggrieved.
Chen Jiaer, who was preparing dinner in the kitchen, heard the sound of the car. She threw the carrots she was about to shred onto the chopping board and ran out of the kitchen.
Then, she saw the beautiful sister whom she had been thinking about day and night for more than ten days - her belief, Yang Zengyue, who was still a young girl at that time, but a big boss in the last days.
Seeing Pumpkin's eyes again, I wondered in my heart if this dog had become a spirit...
Jiuxiao saw his granddaughter's movements, which were clean and neat with good control of strength, and knew that her kung fu had improved again.
He gently patted the top of Yang Zengyue's head as she threw herself into his arms: "Okay, Grandpa is being obedient and not going anywhere."
Yang Zengyue suppressed the grief in his heart, raised his head and stared at Jiuxiao, afraid that he would disappear again in the blink of an eye, "Master..."
"Yes, I'm here." Jiuxiao clearly felt his granddaughter's sadness.
He didn't know where this almost devastating sadness in his granddaughter came from, but there must be a reason.
Watching all this from a distance, Chen Jiaer, who had the same experience as Yang Zengyue, understood.
That was lost and found.
Just like her mood at the moment.
Her sister Zengyue is back too.
very nice.
Fan Jinggang was also surprised.
Yang Zengyue usually doesn't show his emotions.
When he led others to fight with her as a child, he never saw her cry even when she was seriously injured.
However, although there were no tears in the eyes of the girl who had grown up, Fan Jinggang knew that she was crying.
He seemed to be feeling regretful, self-blaming, and happy.
It's a very strange and complicated emotion.
After a brief loss of composure, Yang Zengyue regained her composure. Then, with a calm expression but great excitement in her heart, she looked at Chen Jiaer who was standing at the kitchen door.
This girl should be traveling somewhere, enjoying a luxurious life, and shouldn't be here.
The pretty and lovely girl ignored everything when she saw Yang Zengyue, and ran over and hugged Yang Zengyue tightly.
Jiuxiao saw that the girl didn't slow down when she came in front of him, and his granddaughter didn't show any intention of kicking her away, so he knew that this was really an old friend.
Normally, my granddaughter wouldn't let anyone get this close to her, no matter who that person was.
Unless she allows it.
Yang Zengyue was actually a little silly. Not only did she see her master, but Chen Jiaer was also there.
Before she understood what was happening, she was hugged by the waist by the cute girl who was a little shorter than her.
She gently reached out her hand, stroked the girl's hair, and said softly, "Jia'er?"
"Yes, it's me." The heavy nasal sound and sobbing sounded into Yang Zengyue's ears, as familiar as before.
"Jia'er said that she would reunite with Sister Zengyue in her next life. I couldn't wait, so after waking up, I immediately took care of everything and then came to Sikun Mountain. You said before that Sikun Mountain is your home."
Chen Jiaer raised her head, tears still on her face, but her eyes were already full of smiles.
The oath he made before his death actually came true.
God knows how surprised she was when she woke up more than ten days ago and found herself back in time to before the apocalypse.
She can still meet Sister Zengyue and the others, and they can still meet again.
What Chen Jiaer just said in her ear was what Chen Jiaer said to her before he died during their last battle at Zhaoqi Mountain.
Yang Zengyue remembers it very clearly.
"Are you still the same as before? Are you not afraid at all?" Yang Zengyue was a little helpless. Chen Jiaer kept holding her and had no intention of letting go.
"I'm not afraid. As long as Sister Zengyue is here, I dare to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire. What's more, Sikun Mountain is your territory." Chen Jiaer shook his head like a rattle.
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