Chapter 82 Wedding and mourning (13)
Time was running out, so the guests decided to first go to places where they could get ingredients for dinner, such as Moon Creek in front of the farm house and Moon Mountain behind it. They were the best choices as they were not far away and had dense access to ingredients for dinner.
After hearing the program rules from the guests, Yang Yun was also quite curious about what kind of dinner the guests would prepare.
After all, Zhang Wubing had just communicated with him that instead of using the modern kitchen commonly used in farmhouses which was no different from those in cities, he wanted to borrow the old-fashioned stove in the farmhouse for the guests to use, allowing the guests to experience the whole process from collecting firewood, chopping wood, making fire, to cooking.
Although the mountains surrounding Jiazifen Village now have an autumn scenery and many dead branches can be used as firewood, it may still be difficult for inexperienced people to go up the mountain to collect firewood.
Moreover, the old-fashioned stove in the farmhouse is already old, and it may take a while to clean it. The big iron pot is also heavy, and it is difficult for an adult male to lift it. If Zhang Wubing really does what he said, the guests will have a hard time.
Thinking of this, Yang Yun looked at the guests with sympathy, and secretly shared some experiences with the guests who came to ask him for directions without Zhang Wubing's knowledge. For example, where to find fruits on the mountain, which trees are better for firewood, which section of the Moon Creek is better for fishing with the help of terrain, etc.
Yang Yun, who has lived here since childhood and depends on his mother for support because his father died early, is very familiar with the situation in the surrounding area. After all, he had to go up the mountain to collect firewood, catch small animals as snacks, and go into the water to catch fish and shrimp, trying his best to enrich the table for mother and son.
Although my childhood was hard, I now think of it as warm and happy because of my mother's company.
So when Yang Yun talked about these things with great interest, he also brought in his own emotions, and described the originally boring and tiring tasks as full of adventures and fun, as if going up the mountains and down the streams were all adventures in search of treasure.
The guests nodded repeatedly and exclaimed that it was very interesting.
Zhang Wubing and the director team were originally hiding far away at the edge of the yard, coordinating the program in a place where the live broadcast equipment could not reach.
But he looked at the crowd that had gathered at the gate of the yard for a long time, and the more he looked, the more puzzled he became. Then, after glancing at the interested smile on Yan Shixun's face, he realized belatedly...
They are cheating!
Zhang Wubing got up from the rattan chair and hurriedly took out the loud speaker next to him and shouted, "Don't invite outside help. This is considered cheating! Boss, let them be self-reliant and experience farm life. Don't tell them."
The guests dispersed and pretended that they just happened to pass by and heard it.
Yang Yun was so amused by the guests and Zhang Wubing that he couldn't even stand up straight. He waved his hands at Zhang Wubing and said, "After all, the mountain is too big. I'm just worried that they will come back too late for lunch."
Zhang Wubing was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself that it was true, especially since he had seen a corpse on the mountain before. Although the probability of encountering it again was very low, if the guests went too far into the mountain, they would easily get lost...
Before Zhang Wubing could finish his thoughts, he saw Yang Tu being pushed out of the farm building next to him. He was still wearing gloves and looked like he was working.
It turned out that when the guests gathered around Yang Yun, Yan Shixun turned around and went to the kitchen to find Yang Tu.
Before Zhang Wubing made a decision or even reacted, Yan Shixun had already considered the safety of the guests in advance and called Yang Tu, who knew the guests well, to follow the guests up the mountains and down the streams to ensure their safety.
After all, Yang Tu often came to Jiazifen Village to play in the past. From what Yang Yun said, he knew that Yang Tu was his best playmate and they often went up the mountain and down the stream to have fun together. So Yang Tu must be very familiar with this place. With Yang Tu around, there was no need to worry about the guests getting lost or going to dangerous places.
Yang Tu turned around and looked at the kitchen behind him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Brother Yan, I still have to help prepare the ingredients in the kitchen, otherwise I won't be able to make it in time for lunch..."
"Just leave it to Zhang Dabing."
Yan Shixun walked out of the kitchen leisurely with his long legs, his muscular arms lazily resting on Yang Tu's shoulders, like a large cat basking in the sun, exuding a lazy sense of power.
"So, their route up the mountain is left to you. You are familiar with this area, right?"
Yan Shixun was half a head taller than Yang Tu, and with his good figure from years of exercise, his strength brought him great pressure.
"Don't worry, this isn't cheating. You just need to follow them and make sure they don't get lost. You don't have to do anything else. They like you very much, don't you want to chat with them more? Besides, this is a good opportunity to slack off. How can working in the kitchen compare to playing in the mountains?"
When he lowered his head slightly and looked at Yang Tu, Yang Tu was unable to say no.
Yang Tu smiled and shook his head, taking off the gloves on his hands: "I really can't argue with Brother Yan. I always feel that Brother Yan seems to have a special physique. What makes Brother Yan think it's reasonable when he says it? I can't find an excuse to refuse."
"Okay. Then Brother Zhang, the work in the kitchen is left to you." Yang Tu smiled and threw the gloves to Zhang Wubing who was stunned on the other side, waved to Yan Shixun, and then ran two quick steps to catch up with the guests who had already walked out of the yard.
When passing by Yang Yun, the two men smiled and bumped their fists, looking like they were good brothers.
Zhang Wubing no longer cared about anything else. He fumbled in the air several times in a panic before he caught the gloves thrown by Yang Tu. When he looked up, Yang Tu had already run away.
"This, you want me to work?" Zhang Wubing couldn't believe it.
Yan Shixun came over, grabbed Zhang Wubing by the collar, and threw him towards the kitchen, sneering nonchalantly, "I think you really need to experience the pure farm life, Zhang Dabing. Farmhouse fun, the director takes the lead in having fun with the guests, and the tour guide is responsible for cheering on the side."
Zhang Wubing glanced into the kitchen and saw a huge pile of vegetables on the floor.
Obviously, this was the food Yang Tu had just prepared in the kitchen for lunch. Now, this task was handed over to Zhang Wubing.
He looked at the pile of ingredients weighing dozens of kilograms, then looked down at his own arms. His heart trembled, and he felt that he would be exhausted to death in the kitchen.
Zhang Wubing dared not to be angry, but to ask tentatively with a sad face: "Can, can you not do it?"
Yan Shixun patted Zhang Wubing's shoulder and threw him into the kitchen coldly and ruthlessly.
"come on."
Zhang Wubing: “QAQ.”
The audience who saw this scene laughed out loud.
[Director, what does it mean that you will suffer the consequences if you do evil? You just forced others to work, and now it’s your turn, right? I laughed so hard that tears came out. I didn’t expect Brother Yan to have such a talent for variety shows. The show was very effective.]
[Hahahaha, when the director just pulled out a big speaker and appeared in front of the camera, I got really scared. I thought he was going to get mad, but he was just kindergarten-level. How come he’s a little cute?]
[Hiss, squatting in front of Brother Yan's split screen was a conscious decision. I didn't miss Brother Yan's heroic figure at all. My God, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. It was like a blink of an eye. When I looked again, Brother Yan had already walked from the courtyard gate to the kitchen. What is this? Qinggong? ]
[??? The previous one, isn't the Qinggong a bit outrageous? I would rather call it - magic! What that guy said is right, it's like Brother Yan has special abilities, everything he said seems to make sense, it's impossible to refute it, I always vaguely think that Brother Yan is right.]
[When Brother Yan lowered his head just now, my heart was immediately moved! Haha, is this a benefit for Yanmai? I didn’t expect that this death angle could be so beautiful.]
[I am dying of laughter. The previous part is just Oatmeal’s self-cultivation. He is trying to get benefits by himself. But are they going to the mountains? The scenery is so beautiful... I am moved. I also want to travel and see the maple leaves. This show is really a travel variety show. I believe it! ]
Because of the beautiful scenery and relaxing atmosphere in the farm house, the audience gradually got rid of their previous anger and fright, and began to immerse themselves in the leisurely travel atmosphere of the program.
Previously on the mountain, because the staff reacted promptly and quickly adjusted the angle of the live broadcast main screen, not many viewers saw the scene of the hanged person in the woods.
Occasionally, a few screenshots were shared, but they were quickly deleted by video and social platforms on the grounds of "image violations" and did not spread widely.
Therefore, although the program encountered an unexpected live broadcast accident, fortunately, it was safe. With the timely reporting to the authorities, it was handled well.
Because similar incidents had happened to the program crew before, the official public opinion team is now very skilled in handling the situation and quickly deleted all related screenshots and discussions on the Internet.
They also watched the screenshots and screen recordings. After using official technology to restore the clarity and slow down the video frame by frame, they could clearly see that what the production team saw in the woods was a long-dead hanged corpse with a horrible appearance. They all found it horrifying, not to mention the ordinary people who were usually well protected.
This type of screenshot should not be circulated on the Internet.
only……
"Why do I feel like something is wrong?"
One of the members of the official abnormal incident handling department who had previous relevant experience pointed to the picture on the screen that was magnified to the point where every detail was visible, and asked in confusion: "Although I haven't been to the scene to see it, judging from the degree of decay, it must have been at least half a year. And the body was not hung too high, so it stands to reason that animals from the mountains should have come to eat the body, but there are no such signs here. What's going on?"
Another member was also attracted. "Indeed, and it's strange that the hemp rope used to hang the body doesn't have much wear and tear. After half a year, the corpse oil and fluid from the rotting of the body in the high temperature of summer should have corroded the hemp rope, causing the fibers in the part where the hemp rope and the body come into contact to break. At the very least, it should be half broken, instead of being firmly hung on the tree now."
"At first I thought it was someone who deliberately went to the mountains to end his life. After all, there are many such behaviors in recent years. Some people want to die in a place they like and don't want to cause trouble to others. After dying quietly, they will be eaten by animals in the mountains, rot into soil, and return to the earth. But."
The member motioned for the others to look at the clothes on the body in the screenshot: "This person looks like someone from the local village, and there are no backpacks or anything like that around him. This doesn't fit the label of the type of person I just mentioned."
"But if someone from the village really hanged himself here, why hasn't anyone discovered it? And the villagers are well-informed about each other's news. If someone didn't come back for a long time without any signs, wouldn't it attract the attention of the villagers?"
"A village is different from an urban community. I've seen the terrain nearby. Jiazifen Village doesn't have any access to the outside world. If you want to go out, you have to cross Moon Mountain first. In this relatively closed environment, every family should be familiar with each other. Not to mention someone disappearing for several months, even if someone in the east of the village comes home late at night, people in the west of the village will know."
"Maybe I've dealt with too many special cases, so I can't help but associate them. I want to know, under what circumstances can someone go missing without anyone reporting it? Even if Jiazifen Village is remote and may not have the habit of relying on the authorities, if someone goes missing in the village, there should be some news leaking out of the village. But you heard the conversation between Mr. Yan and the villager named Yang Tu. Yang Tu is on the other side of the mountain, but he knows nothing about it."
"Wait, Jiazifen Village has no access to the outside world? That shouldn't be the case. Wasn't there a plan to build a road before? The Jia Village next door is right next to a highway. Even if Jiazifen Village is not in a good geographical location, there should be a rural road to facilitate their daily life."
"I looked at the archives when I was investigating just now. There was indeed a plan to build a road in Jiazifen Village. At that time, Jiazifen Village was not called this name. It was called Wangzi Village. Jiazifen Village was changed later and it was not reported to the authorities. It has always been Wangzi Village in the official archives, and only the locals called it that. But when the road construction plan was proposed, it was fiercely resisted by the villagers of Jiazifen Village. They believed that the route of the road would destroy the feng shui of their ancestral tombs. Not only would their ancestors curse them in their dreams as unfilial descendants, but their descendants would also not be able to benefit from the feng shui of the ancestral tombs. Because they made such a fuss, the working group at the time had no choice but to withdraw and cancel it."
"So until now, people have to climb over the mountains to enter or leave Jiazifen Village? In this case, not only are they cut off from information, but if something happens in the village, people outside the village won't know either."
"Indeed, but the clan system in the Xiangnan area is well-known. They don't have a village head or village committee, only a clan leader and clan elders' council. Although we are helpless, we can't force them to accept it, after all, it is their own cultural custom."
"Yang? I think I heard some master talking about this surname. And Jiazifen Village... I seem to have met a master who changed the name of a village at work before. I remember that master told me that the village had the heaviest karma he had ever seen. Could the people who died this time be related to this?"
"Although what you said makes sense, without seeing the scene, everything you said can only be regarded as reasonable speculation."
The person next to him said helplessly: "We can only wait for the local medical examiner to send us the report before we can know what happened. If it is just an ordinary homicide or suicide, it has nothing to do with our department. We are only responsible for special incidents caused by ghosts and gods."
Official leaders have no time to answer questions for their subordinates.
After receiving Yan Shixun's call, the official person in charge quickly contacted the local authorities. Although due to Yang Tu's narration, the official person in charge, who had been working for many years and had a keen sense of smell, already knew that the local area was likely to have been infiltrated by the Yang clan, and was afraid that it would be impossible to deal with it.
However, according to the procedures, he did not directly bypass the chain of command to handle the matter. Instead, he still contacted the local authorities, and his voice was so calm that nothing unusual could be heard.
The person who answered the phone happened to be the secretary of an official named Yang.
After hearing the official person in charge say that the body was found in Jiazifen Village and was suspected to be caused by hanging, the secretary politely said that he would hand the matter over to the relevant personnel, and then hung up the phone without asking any more questions.
The official person in charge calmed down, waited for a while, and then called the local police. However, the other party looked confused and said they were not aware of the matter.
However, when he heard that the incident happened in Jiazifen Village, the person who answered the phone paused with some embarrassment, and tactfully said that since the person was already dead, there was no need to deal with it further.
The official in charge's face finally darkened: "What do you mean there's no need to deal with it if it's dead? Was it homicide, suicide, or an accident? Regardless, shouldn't there be a result? At the very least, someone should be sent to take a look, collect the body, and let the family claim it."
Because the official person in charge did not reveal his identity, the person who answered the phone just thought he was a passerby from outside the area. After all, there is a highway outside the mountains surrounding Jiazifen Village, and there are still many people passing by there. Maybe they happened to see him when they went up the mountain to play.
The person who answered the phone sighed and lowered his voice, "You are passing by from another place, right? Since this matter has nothing to do with you and it has not hurt you in any way, I advise you not to get involved in the affairs of Jiazifen Village. Once you are done with your business, leave the area as soon as possible. This is for your own good. Since it has nothing to do with you, don't bring trouble upon yourself."
The official in charge frowned and said, "Why? Are you just going to leave the body there? No one is taking care of it?"
"It's not that we don't care, but we are powerless."
The person who answered the phone thought the other party didn't understand what he meant, so he simply said, "Let me tell you this, the surname of Jiazifen Village is Yang, and the surname of our family is also Yang. Those who are in charge and those who work below are all surnamed Yang. Do you understand? It's not easy for us to intervene in their clan affairs, and we can't intervene. Anyway, they have their own set of methods, so let it be."
Finally, he was still worried and reminded me again: "If you want to stay overnight, it's best to go to the nearby Jia Village, not to other villages, especially Jiazifen Village. Leave as soon as you finish your business, and pretend you didn't see what happened today."
After hanging up the phone, the official person in charge's face was so gloomy that it was unbearable to look at.
He sat in his office for a while, and finally called Shangshang.
"There is one thing I am unsure about. I need to report it to you. You will decide how to deal with it... Yes, Jiazifen Village..."
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After the guests went up the mountain, Yan Shixun picked up the rattan chair that Zhang Wubing had been sitting on with one hand and moved it directly to the gate of the yard. He lay leisurely on the rattan chair, swaying slowly, and looked at the red clouds all over the mountain under the high and clear sky with half-squinted eyes.
The sunlight filtered through the hair scattered on his forehead and sprinkled on his eyelashes, diluting the sharpness between his eyebrows and softening his aggressive and handsome face, making it look like there was a hint of gentleness from time.
Ye Li did not go out with the guests, but stood silently in the shadow under the sun like air, watching Yan Shixun's figure silently.
No one noticed his presence, and even if they passed by him, they didn't know there was someone standing next to them.
At this moment, Ye Li stared at Yan Shixun's handsome face, with a flash of surprise in his dark eyes.
If it is for the gentleness of these years, one can fight and kill enemies three thousand miles away, or one can lay down his arms and return to the fields, turning swords into plows.
As long as I can hold this unique miracle in the world in my arms...
The gate of the farmhouse faces Moon Creek, and you only need to walk a dozen meters to touch the creek.
From the angle where Yan Shixun was sitting at the gate of the courtyard, he didn't even need to look up deliberately. He could follow the swaying arc of the rattan chair and see the high, cloudless sky and the Moon Creek reflecting the beautiful red leaves on Moon Mountain.
The scenery is vast and beautiful.
But Yan Shixun did not completely indulge himself in this leisure.
His attention was also attracted by the village houses surrounding the farmhouse.
Yang Yun had said before that after his father died, the villagers drove him and his mother to the edge of the village to fend for themselves. And judging from the location so close to Moon Creek, it was indeed the case.
But there are still many village houses around the farm house.
These houses seemed to be built not too many years ago, and the bricks and stones had not been worn out by wind and rain. Yan Shixun guessed that the villagers may have seen that Yang Yun's farm house was doing so well, so they gradually built houses nearby. They may have wanted to get a piece of the pie, or they may have thought that this place had good feng shui.
But because the doors and windows of these houses were now closed and there was no sound at all, Yan Shixun could not tell the original intention of the homeowners.
Under the wall outside the yard, red and pink flowers are in full bloom, and the petals are swaying in the refreshing autumn breeze, looking so tempting that you want to reach out and pick one.
Yan Shixun's gaze fell aimlessly to the side, looking at the petals, but his mind was still thinking about other things.
All the events were like clues scattered here and there, he vaguely sensed the connection between them, but he always felt that something was missing, so that they were torn into pieces and could not be pieced together into a complete truth.
First, there was Yang Guang, the owner of the breakfast shop, and Yang Hua, who was taken to the mountain by her sister in revenge and whose life and death were not cared about at all. Yang Yun's words confirmed that Jiazifen Village was Wangzi Village where Yang Hua escaped and Yang Duo died.
When he stayed in Jia Village yesterday, the village secretary looked worried and fearful, and there was a soul-calming well in the backyard. Yang Han and Yang Tu's attitudes were also suspicious, as if there was something that Yang Guang didn't know or didn't tell him.
Zhang Wubing, who was already very sensitive to Yin energy, had a nightmare all night, and there were corpses hanged to death on the mountain.
The body was hung on a tree and rotted to a high degree, but no one noticed it. Even if the road was closed due to a conflict between the two villages, it was a bit strange. Could it be that no one noticed the disappearance of the people around them?
In Yan Shixun's mind, everything was replayed like a slide show, and he tried to sort out the context.
He was thinking about all sorts of things, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the flowers in the corner next to him.
But then a white and tender hand appeared in Yan Shixun's sight, and he reached out to pick a flower.
Yan Shixun looked in the direction of the retracted arm and saw a girl in a beautiful cloth skirt standing outside the wall, happily sniffing the flowers in her hand.
I don’t know why, but the flower seemed wilted and lifeless as soon as it was picked and fell into the girl’s hands.
As if she had noticed Yan Shixun's gaze, the girl turned around curiously. After a brief moment of surprise, a smile appeared in her clean and clear eyes.
"Yeah, it's someone I haven't seen before."
The girl was a little curious and asked Yan Shixun with a cheerful smile: "Are you a guest of the farmhouse? I haven't seen you in the village before. You are really pretty."
Yan Shixun didn't expect that the girl had such a cheerful personality. After a slight pause, he straightened up slightly from the rattan chair to make himself look less casual.
"Well, I'm here to have fun at the farm. Is your home in the village?"
"How should I put this? My home seems to be here, but it's not actually here."
The girl smiled widely, and her eyes were clear without a trace of gloom, as if she was full of sunshine up to that point.
What she said was so strange that Yan Shixun couldn't help but frown.
Moreover, he saw a hint of bookishness in this girl. Different from the cheerful and straightforward nature that Yang Tu and his young friends had developed after running around all over the mountains and fields, the girl seemed to be more like the calmness that she had developed after studying at a desk for a long time.
But now, that calmness and bookish air were all covered up by the girl's cheerful and bright smile, as if all her life's happiness was displayed at this moment.
Yan Shixun has met many people, from all walks of life to peddlers and porters.
Having seen so many people, he naturally developed his own way of judging people. Just by looking at the other person's behavior and dressing habits, he could guess the other person's identity with a high degree of accuracy and never made a mistake.
However, Yan Shixun now felt a little confused when looking at the girl.
What he saw in the girl should be the bookish air and good upbringing that comes from years of studying in the city, not something that belongs to a secluded village. But the girl herself showed herself to be so cheerful and happy.
The problem is that the girls in this village are not supposed to live so happily.
Since entering Jiazifen Village, Yan Shixun has been keeping an eye on the situation in the villages he passed by. However, he rarely saw women appearing alone. Most of them were elderly people basking in the sun at their doorsteps, or young people walking through the village with smiles on their faces.
When the old man passed by before, he pointed at Bai Shuang's clothes and cursed at her confidently, which also shows that this is a common thing for the old man. He thinks that women should dress conservatively, and his age is there, so the younger generation has to listen to whatever he scolds.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be so confident.
The past that Yang Yun told him also showed that Jiazifen Village had very strict requirements for women and that women were not happy living there. The experience of Yang Hua and Yang Duo was the best proof of the cruelty of Jiazifen Village towards women.
However, in this depressing environment, the girl was raised to be so cheerful, without showing a single trace of depression and introversion after being suppressed for years.
The collision of two different pieces of information made Yan Shixun suspicious.
But before Yan Shixun could think clearly, the girl came over with a smile and introduced herself: "My name is Jiang Yanran, what's your name?"
River?
Jiang Yanran?
His surname is not Yang and he is not a member of the Yang clan.
Moreover, the name "Yanran" is so different from the overall naming style in the village. Even boys in the village would be given names that are easier to raise, let alone a girl who is not valued and loved by the village, why would she be so serious about giving herself a nice name?
Could it be that her father loved her too much, so when the whole village was leaning towards boys, he went against the clan's wishes and gave his best wishes to his daughter?
Yan Shixun subconsciously hooked his fingers that were resting on the rattan chair. He felt doubtful but didn't show it on his face. He just smiled and replied, "Jiang Yanran, what a good name. It seems your parents love you very much."
Name and date of birth are important information that most exorcists will not casually share with others.
In this line of work, names and horoscopes are like positioning signals. If others know your name, it's like they have a handle on you that can be used to control you. If the other party has evil intentions, they will easily fall into the trap.
But Yan Shixun only paused for a moment, and under the girl's expectant gaze, he slowly uttered his name from his thin red lips: "I am, Yan Shixun."
"Yes, but my parents died early, and my uncle raised me. He loves me very much, and I love him too. He is no different from my parents."
The girl named Jiang Yanran did not show anything wrong. She was holding the flowers she had just picked in her hands. Her bright smile looked so beautiful in the sun, a scene that was worthy of being painted into an oil painting by a painter.
"Your name is nice too. You sound like someone important."
Jiang Yanran smiled without any gloom and praised Yan Shixun: "You are from outside, right? It's great that you can leave the village freely."
Yan Shixun lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "If you want to leave the village, it's very easy. Yang Yun and Yang Tu are very soft-hearted, right? If you give them the flowers, they will definitely be willing to take you out to play."
Jiang Yanran shook her head, as if she had thought of something. Her originally bright face showed sadness for a moment, but she soon returned to her smile.
"No, I've given up. There's no hope anyway."
"And Yang Yun..."
Jiang Yanran's voice was very soft when she said the last sentence, and even though Yan Shixun had very good hearing, he couldn't hear it clearly.
But when he stood up from the rattan chair, changing from the leisurely posture of lying on his back to a serious posture, leaning forward with his feet on the ground, Jiang Yanran kept silent again.
"You are here?"
"The flowers here are so beautiful. Let's pick one and take it back."
"Okay, after picking the flowers, let's continue to play in the village."
The moment Jiang Yanran shut up, several girls came jogging from the corner of the fence. When they saw Jiang Yanran and the flowers beside her, they all chattered in surprise, and the atmosphere was cheerful and relaxed.
Yan Shixun's gaze slid across the girls as if examining them.
Even though those girls were wearing similar dresses to Jiang Yanran, they had something similar to Yang Yunyang Tu, but they didn't have the unique feeling that Jiang Yanran just gave him.
These girls are all younger than Jiang Yanran. The oldest looks to be only about fifteen years old, and the youngest may not even be ten years old.
Judging from their discussion topics and tone, Jiang Yanran was the center of the discussion.
After the girls appeared, Jiang Yanran's expression twisted for a moment. She didn't continue to say what she was about to say. Instead, she pursed her lips and chose to remain silent.
But before Yan Shixun could look again, Jiang Yanran's face regained that overly bright smile, and she called on the girls to pick flowers and go to the village with her to play. The girls all answered "yes" in unison, looking excited and expectant. I wonder what game could make them so happy.
"Yan Shixun is a very good name, and you seem to be a very good person."
Jiang Yanran, who had already run away with the girls, turned around and jogged back, the corners of her skirt fluttering in the air.
She stopped beside the rattan chair, smiled, and handed the flowers in her hand to Yan Shixun's palm.
"You are a good person, you have no sin, so you should laugh."
Jiang Yanran smiled brightly and whispered to Yan Shixun, "So, if you hear any noise at night, no matter what it is, don't go out."
"After you sleep this night, go, leave the village and return to your own life."
After saying that, Jiang Yanran turned around again lively, with the corners of her skirt flying.
She smiled and waved to Yan Shixun, then ran away: "Goodbye, Yan Shixun."
Yan Shixun subconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to grab the girl and ask her for clarification.
However, the girl was like the flowing wind, and the fog that had never existed soon drifted away.
Can't catch it, can't keep it.
Yan Shixun was half-sitting in a rattan chair, staring in a daze at the figures of the girl and the other girls who ran away in the blink of an eye. His slender fingers loosely held the flowers that were given to him, and he was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"What's wrong?" Hearing the laughter, Yang Yun, wearing an apron and with batter on both hands, hurried out of the kitchen to see: "I just heard a sound, what happened?"
It seemed that Yang Yun was just busy preparing lunch in the kitchen.
Zhang Wubing also poked his head out from the kitchen, looking outside curiously and timidly.
"……nothing."
Yan Shixun shook his head slowly, and his slender fingers gradually closed together, holding the flower in his palm. Then, he put on a polite smile again, looked up at Yang Yun and said, "Just now, many girls came to pick flowers and ran away again."
Yang Yun looked at the plucked flowers nearby and said with a smile, "Oh, they are the girls from the village. Let them go and play."
"Have fun and have fun."
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