Chapter 282, Changes
"Okay, I'll leave at noon tomorrow. If you've made up your mind, come find me and I'll take you away. If you don't want to go, just write me a letter and I'll find someone else then."
He cannot split himself, and he certainly cannot take care of the business over there himself. He cannot bear to leave his wife and children, and his home.
So, he understood An Yong's thoughts.
"Well, Anze, don't worry, I will think it through." An Yong felt that he had to think it through carefully.
After they parted, He Anze went home to be with his wife and children.
When An Yong returned home, his parents and master were there.
Even Xiaowei stayed at home, as if he was waiting for me to come back.
"Brother, you're back." An Wei shouted loudly as he saw his brother across the stream for the first time.
After returning home, He Anyong asked his master directly, "Master, do you really agree to let me go?" You know, if he really goes to help Brother Anze, he will definitely not have much time to read in the early stage.
"Well, go ahead. You are still young and you can't stay locked up in the village forever." Old Master Zhang was actually quite disappointed.
"Dad, what about you? Do you and Mom also think I should go?" After getting the master's answer, he asked his parents again.
Aunt Yong was reluctant to let him leave so far away from home, but He Zhengbei felt that he should go out for some exercise.
"Go ahead, go and exercise for a bit. Your brother Anze won't let you suffer any loss if you follow him." The family is already in this situation, is there any better development than this?
Of course he is happy for his son to have a bright future.
"Let me think about it."
It's different now that he has attachment. If it were in the past, he would have left without a second thought, even if his parents disagreed.
But now...
After He Anze returned home, he saw his sons there preparing things, so he went up to them and asked, "Are you going to smash the fish?" He knew what they were going to do at a glance by looking at the hammer and bucket.
"Brother Anze, are you going?" An Liang was weighing the weight of the hammer.
"Go ahead, I'll go with you." There was nothing to do anyway.
Mei Xue walked out of the house, "Are you going too?" she asked with a smile at He Anze.
"Yes, don't you want to go and have some fun?" He knew that his wife had hit An Liang and the others so hard that they became autistic when she used to smash fish.
"I won't go. I have to take out the quilt and dry it in the sun today to get rid of the mildew."
"That's fine, I'll go with them, and I can take Xiaopeng and the others with me." He Anze nodded.
"Okay, then go ahead."
Looking at their departing backs, Mei Xue smiled.
When Shi Weichen walked out of Grandpa Mu's yard, he saw the beautiful woman smiling, and he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.
Just pure appreciation.
Mei Xue's five senses were very sharp. She turned around to look at him, nodded at him, and turned back to the house.
Shi Weichen touched his nose and thought, forget it, this sister-in-law is really cold.
A simple and peaceful life is the real life. In July, An Liang received his university admission letter.
It was Kyoto University that he wanted to enter.
He Anyong also followed He Anze to Shenzhen Province and started his own life journey.
It can be said that everyone has found his or her own way.
With An Yong's departure, An Wei now takes An Yong's position in Mei Xue's place.
It must be said that in 1988, a major event happened in the village.
For example, with He Anyong's departure, An Liang became the first college student in the village, and He Anmei got married.
The more important thing is that the person who prevented disasters in Hejia Village died.
What is a disaster prevention person?
Every village has a disaster warder who can help the village ward off all disasters.
Simply put, the only fool in the village died.
He is eighty years old this year.
His death also shocked the entire village, and the villagers helped to deal with his funeral.
People came to every household and brought things or money.
"Another one has gone. Who knows when the next disaster relief person will come?" Grandma He said softly, looking into the distance.
If Mei Xue hadn't been sitting next to her, she might not have been able to hear what she said.
"Grandma, why do the villagers take his death so seriously?" Mei Xue couldn't understand.
"Because he is the salvation of the entire village." Grandma He sighed, "As the old saying goes, a fool is not really stupid, but he uses his wisdom to nurture his hometown."
Mei Xue still didn't understand.
Shaked his head gently.
"You don't understand, you don't understand. Forget it. Give me a hundred dollars and a piece of black cloth. I'll go take a look. You and the children don't have to go."
Mei Xue really didn't understand these things, but she was still very surprised when she heard her grandmother's words. It was the first time she saw her grandmother be so generous with so many things.
"Okay, I'll get it right away."
Grandma He left home with a piece of black cloth and one hundred yuan and walked towards the village center.
The fool lives there. His house is not the best in the village, but the place where he lives is definitely the most central part of the village.
The old men looked at the old lady's back thoughtfully.
"It's time, it's fate, it's luck..."
It was too profound. Mei Xue didn’t understand it, and she was too lazy to understand it. As long as it wasn’t a monster, it was fine.
However, after living in this village for several years, this is the first time I heard of someone's death.
During the days of handling the old man's funeral, the whole village was very quiet, and almost every household would burn a fire in front of their house.
They burned it with straw, even the old man and his men were burned.
After the straw was burned, on the day of the funeral, the oldest man in the village pasted red paper on the door of every household. There were words written on the paper, but Mei Xue didn't recognize them.
The words are not really words, but more like paintings. However, if you look closely, they don't look like paintings either.
On the seventh day after the old man left, the dogs in the village started barking innocently from morning to night.
Mei Xue saw Xiaobai standing at the door of her house and barking, and she felt a little scared.
Xiaopeng, Xiaocheng, Xiaoyu and others had been detained at home by the old lady and were not allowed to go out.
Mei Xue picked up Xiao Bai and asked, "What happened?"
The little white mouse kept barking and had no time to reply to his owner, which made Mei Xue feel that something was wrong.
"Xiaobai, what's going on?" Mei Xue asked Xiaobai with her mind.
Only then did Xiao Bai reply in Mei Xue's mind, "Spiritual bodies recognize people."
Spirit?
"Is it a ghost?" Mei Xue frowned as she watched the slowly setting sun. "Didn't you say there are no ghosts in this world?"
"Master, I'll tell you later. Let me bark for a while first." Xiaobai broke free from his master's arms and continued to run to the gate of the yard, squatting and barking.
Mei Xue walked into the main room and saw her grandmother holding her three children tightly while watching TV. She was a little confused.
"Grandma, what's going on? Why is the dog barking all day long?"
Grandma He glanced at Xiaoxue and said, "Come and sit down."
Mei Xue sat down obediently.
"You are still young, it is normal that you don't understand. Today is the seventh day after the death of the villagers, and it is also the time for him to take the blame.
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