Xu Zizhen could still tell whether a wild boar had just died or had been dead for several days. However, the blood on the broken leg of the one in front of him had not completely solidified. It was obviously just killed not long ago. Xu Zizhen thought of the bowl he drank just now.
The soup is rich in meat and fragrant. It must be stewed from the leg meat of this unlucky wild boar.
Xu Zizhen was completely moved. He had secretly observed that there was no other family near Yan Yucong's place, which meant that she hunted the wild boar alone, and she hunted it specifically for Xu Zizhen's injury. It was an adult wild boar.
Yan Yucong's attack power is by no means trivial, and Yan Yucong is still pregnant. How could Xu Zizhen not be moved by taking risks for him, a wounded man.
"What are you doing?"
A cold voice came from the side, waking Xu Zizhen up. Xu Zizhen looked back and saw Yan Yucong came back at some point. He was holding a hen in one hand and a bag of white flour in the other hand. Apparently this was also
Prepared for Xu Zizhen.
Xu Zizhen hurriedly took a few steps and said: "You are inconvenient, why are you running around and don't know to be more careful... Hiss!" He wanted to go over and take the things from Yan Yucong's hand, but he walked faster in desperation.
, and suddenly it touched the painful spot again.
Yan Yucong hurriedly dropped the hens and flour, and came to Xu Zizhen's side in a flash. He supported him, frowned and said coldly: "I'm not that delicate. It's you who should be careful. Don't stay in the room and rest properly."
,What are you running around for?"
Xu Zizhen smiled bitterly and said, "I just want to go to a hut."
Yan Yucong said no more and helped Xu Zizhen back to the house, leaving the hen and flour on the ground.
Xu Zizhen didn't speak anymore, and half leaned on Yan Yucong's arm. He walked slowly. After taking only two steps, his broken bone felt a sharp pain. Xu Zizhen hummed softly and subconsciously put his left hand around Yan Yucong's waist.
With a little help, Yan Yucong's body suddenly trembled, but he quickly regained his composure and did not open his hand.
A faint body fragrance penetrated into Xu Zizhen's nose. It smelled very good. He was very familiar with this smell. His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the nights when he and Yan Yucong were in the same room a few months ago. This fragrance was in the air.
Those nights have been imprinted in Xu Zizhen's memory and will be difficult to erase.
Neither of them spoke, and they just walked slowly towards the room. Xu Zizhen's face was a bit embarrassed, and Yan Yucong's face was still expressionless, but for some reason, the roots of her ears were quietly turning red.
Women have body odor, and men also have unique body odor. She and Xu Zizhen were so close, that manly scent also penetrated into her nose, and Xu Zizhen's hand was still on her waist, and his palm was warm and strong, so
She also inevitably thought of what happened those nights. Although it was a lifetime of humiliation for her, Yan Yucong found that she did not hate him as much as she imagined.
The atmosphere became a little weird and ambiguous. Xu Zizhen wanted to find a way to talk to Yan Yucong several times, but in the end he still didn't dare to speak.
No matter how long the road is, it has an end. Xu Zizhen finally returned to the house. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he still had something to say. He even wished he could walk like this for a few more hours, even though the pain in the broken bone made him break out in cold sweat on his forehead.
Yan Yucong helped him onto the bed without saying a word and tucked him in. Except for her slightly cold face, all her actions were like a gentle wife. Xu Zizhen felt more and more moved, and then he couldn't bear it.
, he gritted his teeth and struggled, because he found that using Yan Yucong to design the Wu technique was an extremely stupid decision.
"I'm right next door. If you call me for anything, don't show off and run around." Yan Yucong dropped these words coldly and turned around to leave.
Xu Zizhen's mind became hot and he blurted out: "Wait a minute."
Yan Yucong stopped and looked back at him: "What?"
"I..." Xu Zizhen opened his mouth, but didn't know how to speak.
Yan Yucong didn't rush him, and just stood quietly, with no sign of happiness or anger in his expression.
Damn, you coward!
Xu Zizhen clenched his fists and cursed himself secretly. Finally, he gritted his teeth and asked, "I want to ask, is this child... mine?"
Yan Yucong seemed to have guessed what he was going to ask. His expression did not change at all, but he still stood there quietly. After a long time, he said: "Yes."
"Really mine?" Xu Zizhen was simply ecstatic. Although he had guessed the result in advance, getting Yan Yucong's personal admission still made him so happy that he didn't know how to deal with it. He sat up from the bed suddenly without knowing it, but his movements
The pain caused him to groan again, and cold sweat oozed out from his forehead.
But Yan Yucong did not help him this time. He just stood there and said coldly: "But I won't let the child see you, and I won't let him know you."
Xu Zizhen took a deep breath to hold back the severe pain and smiled bitterly: "I know you won't forgive me so easily, but the child is innocent. You can't let him be born without a father, right?"
"So what?" Anger welled up in Yan Yucong's eyes, and his tone was so cold that he had no emotion at all, "I will give birth to the child, but it has nothing to do with you, because you! Don't! Deserve!"
Xu Zizhen was speechless for a moment. He knew that what he did was indeed extremely despicable and shameless, but he was never willing to give up, not only for his children, but also for Yan Yucong.
"I will come back after I send you to respond to Tianfu. You don't have to come to me again." Yan Yucong said slowly, but in a firm tone that could not be argued. After speaking, he turned around again and was about to go out.
Xu Zizhen could no longer hold back and shouted: "Yu Cong!"
Yan Yucong suddenly trembled all over, and the foot he had just raised suddenly stopped again, but his tone was still cold and he said without looking back: "I have made up my mind, there is no need to say more."
Xu Zizhen smiled bitterly and said: "I don't want to persuade you, but..." He paused and said, "I want to pay homage to my uncle, can you take me there?"
Yan Yucong hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
Xu Zizhen got up again, endured the pain and slowly followed Yan Yucong outside the house, except for the courtyard to a river not far away.
The river is very wide, but the current is not fast, flowing slowly. There is a jujube tree on the bank, and there is a grave under the tree. There is a monument in front of the grave, but there is no word on it.
Yan Yucong stopped in front of the grave, was silent for a moment, and said, "This is my father." But at the same time, she silently called out in her heart, "Dad, this is Xu Zizhen."
Xu Zizhen lifted his front and knelt down, and said very seriously: "Xu Zizhen, my son-in-law, pay my respects to my father-in-law!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he kowtowed respectfully.
"Xu Zizhen, you...!" Yan Yucong's face instantly turned red, extremely embarrassed.