A stream of clear water passes leisurely around the village, twisting and turning, gathering the beauty of heaven and earth, creating an excellent Feng Shui treasure place. The dappled sunlight shines on the sparkling water, adding a bit of liveliness and harmony.
By the river, a young agarwood and a clever little yellow cat were immersed in a unique water rafting competition, with laughter and laughter echoing. The pebbles jumped up lightly, tapping lightly on the water, stirring up circles of delicate waves.
ripple.
However, the happy time is always short-lived. In the end, Chenxiang was slightly weaker with a record of 0-100, and ultimately lost.
Agarwood sat slowly on the shore on a large stone that had been carved round and smooth by the years. She held her chin in her hands and looked across the water into the distance. A hint of sadness was inadvertently revealed between her brows.
Isn't he just a little stronger, and he often talks to his grandparents who are not seen by anyone? Why don't the little friends in the village like to play with him?
"Hey!" A soft sigh floated away in the wind, and it seemed that even the wind carried a bit of youthful sadness.
After sighing, Chen Xiang let his body relax, slowly leaned back, and finally lay flat on the soft river bed.
The breeze blew gently, carrying the coolness of the river, the fragrance of nature, and the endless chirping of birds and insects, weaving it into a peaceful melody. In this pure land without mosquitoes, he quickly fell into sleep.
, as if the whole world has become quiet.
I don't know how long it took, but a gentle and continuous cool breeze blew over my skin, waking up Agarwood from her deep sleep.
He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a man in a pure white brocade robe, squatting beside him, gently fanning him with a black folding fan in his hand, his eyes full of tenderness and care.
Chen Xiang couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart. He sat up, looked at this strange and handsome man curiously, and asked, "Who are you?"
Before he finished speaking, a big black dog next to the man suddenly barked like a warning at the sleeping little yellow cat in Agarwood's pocket. The "woof" sound was loud and powerful.
The little yellow cat seemed to be irritated by this sudden provocation. It suddenly jumped out of the pocket, its little face was full of anger and majesty, grinned at the big black dog, and let out a "meow~" in demonstration.
Super fierce!
Immediately afterwards, the little yellow cat jumped out and gave the big black dog a paw without any courtesy. The speed was dizzying.
"Ouch--" The big black dog was instantly hit by the blow and retreated repeatedly, letting out bursts of wailing, apparently unable to parry.
When Chen Xiang saw this, a faint smile appeared on his lips. He was not surprised by the heroic performance of the little yellow cat. After all, in the village, Le Ye was famous for never losing in a fight.
At this moment, Chen Xiang was even more relieved to see that it had not suffered a loss.
Yang Jian took this scene indifferently, having long been accustomed to this kind of "special communication" between Le and Roaring Sky Dog. In his opinion, being "beaten" by Le Ye might be a good thing for Roaring Sky Dog.
A different kind of "honor".
Roaring Sky Dog:......
It’s me who’s injured!
"Has your father never told you about the relatives in your family?" Yang Jian asked slowly with a hint of subtlety in his tone.
Hearing this, Chen Xiang tilted her head, with memories flashing in her eyes, and thought seriously: "Relatives...of course there are! I have many aunts, and they will come to visit me every festival, and they will also bring them
There are many gifts that I love, and the house is always very lively at that time."
Having said this, Chen Xiang's face burst into a naughty smile and continued: "Oh, by the way, there is Le Ye too!
My dad always said that Mr. Le is the most special relative in our family, and his position in my heart is irreplaceable. Whenever I get into trouble and get into trouble, as long as I agree to go with Mr. Le...
Well, that, although it sounds disgraceful, for example, if I secretly observe the girls in the village bathing, Le Ye will stand on my side and protect me from punishment. In this way, my father will not be willing to beat me,
Ha ha!"
After Chen Xiang's words fell, the air seemed to freeze for a moment. Yang Jian's brows furrowed slightly, with a mixture of surprise and helplessness in his eyes. He glanced at the little yellow cat and secretly cursed in his heart.
This is what Le Ye can do!
Then, Yang Jian's face darkened slightly, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes. Then he was silent for a moment, as if he was considering how to speak, and finally asked softly: "Besides these, do you have any other relatives?"
Hearing this, Chen Xiang frowned involuntarily, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes: "And my mother and uncle... Dad always said that they went away from home and it would take a long time for them to come back.
But every time I mention them, my father’s eyes flicker, and I always feel that he is comforting me. In fact, I have a bad feeling in my heart that they...may not be alive anymore."
Yang Jian:......
After another period of silence, Yang Jian's voice slowly sounded in the breeze, with a hint of guidance and expectation: "Agarwood, have you ever thought about what you want to do in the future?"
Hearing this, Chen Xiang gently rubbed his chin with his fingers, his eyes shining with the unique innocence and longing of a child. The corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes seemed to have painted a beautiful picture of the future.
"When I grow up, I want to inherit my father's family business, become a member of the Chen family, and be at ease at home every day. Like him, I don't have to worry about anything. I have maids to take care of my meals, sleep, and bathing.
Occasionally, I would go for a walk in the fields, and all the uncles and aunts would greet me with smiles and compete to give me delicious food!"
Having said this, Chen Xiang couldn't help but laugh out loud, completely immersed in her beautiful fantasy.
However, at this moment, a burst of untimely laughter suddenly sounded, breaking the tranquility. Chenxiang was stunned, and then looked around in confusion: "Uncle, did you hear someone laughing?"
Yang Jian shook his head gently, with a hint of helplessness on his lips.
Chen Xiang was even more confused: "But there are only three of us here, as well as Le Ye and this dog. It can't be the dog laughing, right?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As he spoke, he did not forget to glance at the big black dog who was being "teached" by Le Ye. When the dog saw this, he quickly shut his mouth.
Yang Jian patted Chen Xiang's shoulder gently and said sincerely: "Chen Xiang, you should have a bigger goal. As long as you dare to think, you can definitely achieve it!
For example, go back and study hard. When you are full of knowledge, even if you want to be the prime minister, it will not be difficult to go out with eight sedans, thousands of hectares of fertile land, hundreds of servants, and dozens of wives and concubines!"
When Chen Xiang heard this, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face: "Are we going to study again? This is what I'm most afraid of. Why should I read a book that Mr. Le doesn't even read? I think it's better to stay in the village and work.
It’s good to be free and at ease outside of your personal duties.”
Yang Jian's face darkened slightly, and his tone became a little more stern: "Is this how Chen Fei educated you? If he really does good for you, how could he be so short-sighted? You should have higher ambitions and a broader world.
Waiting for you to explore.”
When Chen Xiang heard this, his face turned red instantly, and he retorted angrily: "Why do you say that about my father!" Before he finished speaking, he leaned over and gently hugged the little yellow cat into his arms, and turned to leave.
, with a bit of determination in his steps.
Seeing this, Yang Jian quickly raised his voice and shouted: "Agarwood, agarwood, wait!" Seeing that he did not stop, he anxiously added: "Chen Fei is a talented man, but he taught you to be like this. If your mother knew
, and will not forgive him!"
This sentence seemed to touch a certain string in Chen Xiang's heart. He stopped suddenly, turned around quickly and ran back to Yang Jian, with expectation and anxiety in his eyes: "Do you know my mother? Where is she?"
Facing his nephew's fiery and urgent gaze, Yang Jian felt mixed emotions in his heart. He lowered his head slightly, avoided those eyes, and replied softly: "I know, your mother is a rare beautiful girl in the entire Huashan!"
At this point, he changed the topic and asked gently: "Well... do you miss her?"
Chen Xiang lowered his head, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes: "Now...I don't think much about it anymore.
But in the past, whenever it was late at night or a stormy night, I would curl up in bed alone; whenever I was punished by my father, or laughed at by the villagers as a child without a mother; whenever I saw other children clinging to their mothers.
I still can’t help but think about it when I’m in my arms.”
However, this loneliness did not last long. Chen Xiang suddenly raised his head again, his eyes glowing again: "But, uncle, is my mother really that beautiful?"
Yang Jian smiled and nodded, his tone full of affirmation: "Of course, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
When Chen Xiang heard this, a bright smile broke out on her face: "That's great! My mother is so beautiful, then I will become a person that makes her proud in the future!"
After saying that, he looked up at the sky and found that the sun was setting in the west. His expression suddenly tightened: "Oh, I have to go back to eat quickly, otherwise dad will be angry again!
Goodbye, uncle!"
Yang Jian smiled and waved goodbye, watching Chen Xiang's hurried away figure, with complex emotions surging in his heart. He didn't slowly look back until the small figure completely disappeared from sight.
He is your uncle!
…
The night falls and everything is silent.
Chenxiang was lying alone on the bed in the room, surrounded by the gentle night, but this tranquility failed to soothe the subtle uneasiness in his heart.
From an unknown moment, an inexplicable chill quietly crept up his neck, as if a breeze or a more subtle breath was blowing gently by his ears, causing waves of inexplicable shivers.
Fear spread silently in his heart like a shadow in the night.
Chenxiang curled up subconsciously and hugged herself tightly with both hands, trying to dispel the sudden chill and uneasiness. He called softly: "Le Ye, Le Ye, where have you been?"
Ever since he separated from his father and faced the long night alone, Chen Xiang had always been unable to sleep. Those nameless fears haunted him like ghosts. It wasn't until Le Ye appeared that his night felt a little more at ease and warm.
However, Le Ye spends most of the year wandering in the wild and rarely stays at home for long periods of time. What's more, although Le Ye is young and small, he seems to have a "weight" that is inconsistent with his size.
Whenever it was late at night and Chen Xiang was sleeping, Le Ye would quietly climb onto the bed and snuggle up next to him. And the next morning, Chen Xiang would always wake up under Le Ye's seemingly magical "weight".
Agarwood's peaceful dream was suddenly broken by a faint whisper.
The whispers in the middle of the night seemed so strange that he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the long-term worker and the maid secretly met under the cover of night?
Driven by curiosity, Chen Xiang's heartbeat accelerated. He quickly put on his clothes, opened the door quietly, and followed the sound carefully.
Turning the corner of the street, a strange scene came into view - a man and a woman, standing in the night, their clothes were completely different, but inexplicably harmonious.
The man is dressed in black, wearing a tall hat, and holding a pitch-black mace, looking majestic and mysterious; the woman is dressed in white, with an unusually pale face, and is shaking a white paper chain in her hand, which adds to the extravagance.
A spooky atmosphere.
Although Chen Xiang was frightened, she could not restrain her childlike curiosity. She quickly stepped forward and asked loudly: "Hey, where are you going?"
Hearing this, Hei Wuchang frowned slightly, obviously surprised by Chen Xiang's appearance: "Can you see us?" Bai Wuchang stood aside, his eyes flickering, as if he had understood everything.
In the mortal world, the only people who can see the two of them are those who are about to die. Looking at the immature young man in front of them, they can't help but show a trace of regret in their eyes.
"Of course I know him. Black and white are impermanent. Who in the world doesn't know him?" Chen Xiang smiled brightly.
Bai Wuchang asked directly: "What's your last name?" Although his voice was crisp, it carried an unquestionable dignity.
"My surname is Chen." Chen Xiang replied readily.
"Chen?" Bai Wuchang and Hei Wuchang exchanged a look, and everything became clear. They sighed softly, and then Bai Wuchang said: "In that case, let us go on our way."
Chen Xiang was stunned for a moment, then asked curiously: "On the road? Where to go? Can you take me to play with you?"
Hei Wuchang said no more and directly grabbed one of Chenxiang's arms, while Bai Wuchang also grabbed the other. The two looked at each other, turned around in tacit understanding, and stepped forward.
As they walked, the air around them seemed to solidify, and the whole world became gloomy and depressing. In the distance, there were little green lights flashing, which were will-o'-the-wisps lost in the void, leading them to the unknown other shore.
"Wait! Something's wrong, something's wrong!" Chen Xiang's heart rang with alarm bells, and he suddenly realized Black and White's intentions, and a chill ran straight from the soles of his feet to his heart.
How could he be led into the underworld like this? He was so young, he had not yet inherited his father's family business, became a member of the Communist Party of China, married a wife, and had maids to serve him.
"Uh... Sir, can I not go?" Chen Xiang tried to calm down, with a hint of pleading in his tone, "My father is still at home waiting for me to go back for dinner. His old man will be worried."
When Hei Wuchang heard this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was low and sinister: "Jie, Jie, Jie, little devil, the King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?
If you want to escape now, it’s too late!”
Before he finished speaking, the white paper chain in Bai Wuchang's hand suddenly stretched out like a living thing, and accurately entangled the agarwood in it, restraining him so that he could not move.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and then they stretched out their bodies and jumped forward at an extraordinary speed. Each step covered a distance of several feet. Chenxiang was dragged by this force.
, followed involuntarily.
Ahead, at some point, a huge white paper butterfly appeared, floating quietly in the air. Its eyes made of paper seemed to be able to see through everything, staring closely at the group of them.
After a while, Chen Xiang's initial frustration and fear gradually dissipated, replaced by a trace of relief.
He then thought about it, and with his father's unruly character, without his own restraints, he might actually marry several aunts and have more sons, in order to "spread the risk."
As for himself, he had neither heirs nor a wife, so he had nothing to worry about.
