Chapter 609: How are you, old man?
After that day, Yang Zhi never saw the five people again.
Three days later, news came that the shepherding tribe had migrated to the west of the desert, a place thousands of miles away from Luosong Village.
Then, on the top of the cliff facing the sea on the west side of the sea, a flag fluttering in the wind appeared at some point. The flag had a black background and a red border.
In the decades since the flag appeared, no outsiders have disturbed the peace of Luosong Village.
The living conditions in Luosong Village also began to change significantly. Nansang opened a small checkpoint near the Houhai border. There was a small trading market inside the checkpoint. The local government posted official documents at the checkpoint. The current residents of Luosong Village could do business in the small trading market based on their identity, and the children in the village could attend private schools in the city.
When Yang Zhi heard the news, he sat in his yard with red eyes.
In the eyes of Bai Yu and Tian Bao, this move may just be to compensate Luosong Village for the incident in which it was implicated.
But in the eyes of the people of Luosong Village, this is a great grace.
Although Luosong Village has avoided many disputes due to its secluded location, it has also suffered many inconveniences.
Especially for children in the village, it is extremely difficult to go to school.
Their benefactors carefully thought about this and solved the problem for them.
When the villagers of Luosong Village learned that their children could attend private schools in Nansang, they were almost crazy with joy.
"Lao Yang, Lao Yang! You've been doing business for so many years, can you take everyone with you and go to the market inside the pass?"
"It's a great thing that my child can go to school! If he can finish his studies, it will cost a lot of money every year. I have to find a way to make money!"
"A little business, some odd jobs, anything's fine! We haven't left the village in years, and we're completely in the dark when we go out. This time, I really have to rely on you, Brother Yang!"
The villagers poured into the Yang family's yard and surrounded him, arguing with each other. All the little knots in their hearts that were left over from the shock they suffered due to being implicated by the Yang family disappeared at this moment.
Yang Zhi looked at the people around him, meeting their pairs of eyes that were dazzlingly bright and full of hope. He patted his chest and agreed with a bold gesture, "Alright! As long as you have an idea, I'll lead the way for you!"
When Luoluosong Village was celebrating, Tianbao and his party had already arrived at the southern border of Nansang.
Passing by this place, a few people turned to the Yuan family army camp to visit Uncle Duan Dao, whom they had not seen for many years.
It was afternoon when we arrived at the military camp.
The Broken Blade Man was not in the camp. He took his soldiers to the valley for field training.
Today, Dai Viet enjoys peace and prosperity, but we must be vigilant in times of peace and never slack off in training our soldiers. We must always be in the best condition.
But if called, he can go to the battlefield at any time.
Among the soldiers who stayed in the camp, many veterans still recognized Tianbao and Bai Yu.
Even the new recruits could recognize Su Wu and the wheat ears.
So when a few people came to visit, the soldiers on duty took them directly to the Marshal's tent, asked them to sit and wait inside, and even brought out some wine and side dishes from the kitchen.
As the sun gradually set in the west, the old man Du walked back and forth in the tent with his hands behind his back.
"Grandpa also knew General Yuan before? Is he really an old acquaintance? Is he also my son—my godson?"
"That's out of the question. How could a gangster like Grandpa hang out with people from the imperial court? He's a general, and he sounds respectable! Grandpa would never associate with such a respectable person! Are you guys really not kidding me?"
"Before he comes back, tell me the truth. Is he filial to me? If he is, I will treat him well later. If he is not, I will give him some good medicine! Hehehe!"
"No, no, no, stop talking, no one of you! Grandpa will think about it carefully, maybe he can remember something! Don't move! That plate of peanuts belongs to Grandpa!"
After walking back and forth a few times, he suddenly discovered that half of the peanuts in a plate had been eaten. The old man rushed forward anxiously and slapped Su Wu, who had eaten the most.
"Unfilial grandson! Why are you so greedy? Do you understand respecting elders? Respect elders! Grandpa is the oldest! You've been eating all by yourself, and Grandpa hasn't even tasted a single grain! Give it to me, give it to me! Don't fight over it!"
"Grandpa Du, you only remember to respect the elderly and forget to love the young. We are young, so please love us more. Don't fight over them, don't fight over them. Eat two more pills! Bai Yu! Pass them over quickly!"
Su Wu played tricks on the old man and teased him, making him so angry that he started beating left and right.
Several people were making a commotion around a small table, and the table was knocked all over the place.
Amidst the quarrel, a man's deep and rich voice rang out from outside the tent, his words arriving before he even showed up. "Old poisonous creature, I haven't seen you in years, and you're still as noisy as ever."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then he opened his mouth subconsciously, "Son, you're back!"
Sweetie four, "..."
"Hahahahaha! Grandpa Du, you may not remember things, but you still remember what you used to say!"
When Grandpa Du used to hang out with Uncle Duan Dao, didn't he often deliberately insult his son?
The tent curtain was lifted from the outside, and a man walked in. His tall figure made the tent seem cramped.
He was wearing gray cloth armor, his hair was already gray, and his face was weathered, adding unfamiliar traces of time.
Only those eyes remained unchanged.
His dark, deep, sharp eyes always revealed a sense of closeness and rare gentleness when he looked at them.
Tianbao stood up, walked in front of the man, pursed her lips and smiled, her throat was blocked and a sour taste rushed to the tip of her nose.
She called out, "Uncle Broken Knife."
Broken Blade lowered his eyes, scrutinizing her face, tears flashing in his eyes. After a moment, he placed his big hand on her head, the warmth just as before. "Good girl, I'm glad you're back."
After he appeared, the noisy old man quieted down, and the dog leaning beside him looked him up and down furtively.
After sizing them up, he poked his head between the two of them and said, "Are you Broken Blade? You have the aura of a general, not bad at all, son!"
As soon as the old man opened his mouth, all the sadness brewing in the air was instantly cut in half.
Duan Dao raised the corner of his mouth high, pulled the old man over with one hand and hugged him in the air, weighed him twice, and said lightly, "You have a bad temper and always want to take advantage of others verbally. I won't bother with you this time. I hope you are well, old man. I have always missed you."
The old man's triangular eyes bulged out, his face full of disbelief.
People are going crazy.
The bastard actually touched him?
Who are you insulting!
"Put me down! I'll settle the score with you later! How can you hug someone like that? I'm not a girl! This is so insulting, you bastard! Hey!"
I'm so pissed! I'm stuttering from anger!
The old man put his hands on his hips and tried to look fierce.
Actually, I'm not really that angry.
I just feel like crying.
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