Chapter 94 The last wishes of the father and son in the 60s

Chapter 94 The last wishes of the father and son in the 60s

Gu Laoliu sighed. Which immortal world did he come from? He looks so ordinary, not even as good as the original owner, Chen Chunhe.

Without giving her time to talk nonsense, Gu Laoliu kicked her directly into the dark door. He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the door disappeared in an instant.

Chen Chunhe, who was lying on the bed in the utility room, quickly rotted away the moment the female soul left, and eventually became a skeleton.

"The original owner had died a long time ago?"

"Well, he drowned three years ago, and the time-traveling girl came here at that time."

After finishing his business, Dayi sent the father and daughter back to the cowshed, and by the way, he looked for a suitable place to build a house near the cowshed. He really couldn't sleep on a large bunk bed. There were eight or nine people in a dormitory, which was just like a train compartment. He really couldn't stay there.

Neither the first nor the third year of high school slept. The two of them went to the county town. If he guessed correctly, they went to the black market. In the late afternoon, they went into the mountains, hunted some prey and exchanged them for money.

They are now penniless and don't even have money to buy a pair of pants.

There are also several abandoned houses near the old cowshed. No one lives there anymore. Some have no roofs and some have collapsed walls. The two without roofs can still be lived in after some repairs.

Gu Laoliu instructed Dayi, "Please take some time to help Gu Yuanxiu get back the properties that he gave to the servants. There are ten of them in total. Don't feel sorry for them. They have contributed to the rapid decline of the Gu family."

"Yes," Dayi accepted the task seriously, but he felt relieved in his heart. Fortunately, it was not the 'old' master who took the young master to do it. It would be more tiring for them to go than for him to go alone.

Watching the father and daughter enter the cowshed, Dayi frowned when he saw the shaky appearance of the cowshed. How could his young master have ever suffered such hardship? It seemed that he had to talk to the village chief.

Da Yi did not return to the Youth League Institute, but left the village. He went to the county town to find Da San and Gao Yi. It happened that he had some grain that had just been harvested two days ago in his bag, so he could exchange two thousand kilograms of grain for some money.

Chang'an and Gu Laoliu went back and fell asleep in a sprawling position. Chang'an kicked her Laoliu's father to the end of the kang, and he slept in a spread-eagle position. Soon, Gu Laoliu put one leg across Chang'an's stomach.

In the second half of the night, Chang'an was awakened by the weight and almost went back to the ferry. No wonder some people suggested to parents that it is best to let children sleep independently. It turns out that sleeping with parents is dangerous.

Chang'an raised his short legs and kicked Gu Laoliu off the kang. The "bang" sound woke up the four old men.

"What's the matter?" Qi Lin got up first, and with the faint light of the fire, he saw Gu Laoliu lying under the kang.

Gu Laoliu got up and brushed off the dust on his body. Could he say that he was kicked off the kang by his son? Of course not, it would be too embarrassing.

"It's okay, it's still early and you can sleep a little longer."

Seeing that he was really fine, the four old people went back to sleep. It was the first time for them to see such a grown-up man fall off the kang while sleeping, and they couldn't help feeling a little funny.

Gu Laoliu climbed back onto the kang and huddled in a corner, trying to stay as far away from Chang'an as possible. Chang'an was spinning in circles in his sleep, rolling around on the kang, and Gu Laoliu dared not move.

The next day, at dawn, Grandma Gu got up to boil water and cook. Seeing this, Gu Laoliu stood up to help, allowing him to enjoy the care of an old lady in her sixties with peace of mind, which was something he could never do.

Of course, apart from his biological father, if his father dared to take care of him, he would let his father feed him.

I sighed again in my heart. It was really inconvenient without Dayi around. I had to do all the housework by myself.

No one went to wake up Chang'an, as everyone agreed that the child was still young and needed to sleep more so that he could grow.

Gu Laoliu thought more simply. His daughter was destined to sleep in and there was no need for her to get up early. In order not to wake her up, he even set up a soundproof barrier so that she could sleep more soundly.

After breakfast, the five adults went out to work in the new cowshed, repeating the work they did yesterday afternoon, shoveling cow poop and cleaning the cowshed. They didn't have to feed the cows, as Uncle Wang, who drove a ox cart in the village, would come to feed them.

In their freshman year, the three of them moved to live near the cowshed. They bought the two roofless houses for twenty dollars, and after two days of repairs, they were finally habitable.

Chang'an's spiritual consciousness wandered around the village and saw Cheng Xizhou being sent home by his comrades on crutches. The aunties and grandmas, young and old, who had been staying at home for the winter, all came out to join in the fun.

Everyone was talking at once, asking questions one after another.

"Xizhou, is your leg injury serious?"

"Xizhou, can you still return to the army?"

"Xizhou, your comrade is so handsome."

"Xizhou, ..."

There were so many questions that Cheng Xizhou didn't know whose answer to first. Aunt Cheng stepped forward at the right time and said, "I'm sorry, everyone. My Xizhou just came back and it's very cold outside. Let them go back to the house to warm up first, and you can all come to our house to play tomorrow."

The village chief squeezed through the crowd, his eyes slightly red, and silently bent down to carry Cheng Xizhou home.

Most of those who came to join in the fun were tactful people who knew that it was not appropriate to disturb others and went their separate ways.

There were also groups of people discussing the Cheng family. Those who were pessimistic were all jealous, and those who were a little worried were those who were more or less related to the Cheng family.

The two biggest events at the end of the year in Yuhe Village were the daughter of the Chen family who turned into bones overnight and the youngest son of the Cheng family who returned home injured.

The Chen family’s affairs have been reported to the police, and the results of the investigation revealed that Chen Chunhe had died three years ago.

Villagers who saw Chen Chun fall into the water three years ago came out to testify, "We did see her fall into the river, but she swam ashore by herself after a while."

Who was that person they usually saw? The villagers shuddered. Did they see a ghost in broad daylight? But they didn't dare to say it out loud. They covered their mouths tightly and tacitly distanced themselves from Lao Chen's family.

The public security comrades also realized that the matter was unusual and beyond their understanding. The comrades in charge of the case immediately returned to the town and reported to their higher authorities.

A special person was sent to investigate the Chen family's case, but nothing was found and it eventually became an unsolved case.

Several of the Chen family's sons who had already started their own families were all wanting to split up the family property. Old man Chen finally had no choice but to agree, and the old couple lived with their youngest son.

The rumors were spread privately and never made it to the surface. After all, the affairs of the Chen family were feudal superstitions and no one dared to speak of them openly.

Chang'an's consciousness floated into the Cheng family's yard. Her sixth father was still shoveling poop for the old cow. She came to the Cheng family alone and saw Aunt Cheng holding her son and crying, muttering, "It's good enough to come back alive, nothing else matters."

Poor parents in the world!!!

She floated into Cheng Xizhou's room and only then could she see his appearance clearly: an angular face, black and flying eyebrows, proud and handsome figure, deep and charming eyes, and lips of moderate thickness. Perhaps because he was a soldier, he exuded an aura of righteousness that could not be ignored.

"You really hit the spot in the girl's heart. Being lame won't prevent you from getting married. People look at your face. Even if you are disabled, they will still like you."

"It's a pity that his eyes were covered with shit. He fell in love with a girl like Xu Yunyun, and spent his whole life on the road looking for his daughter. It would have been fine if he had found her, but he never found her until his death, and passed away with regret."

Cheng Xizhou comforted his old mother, blinked his eyes, and looked around. There were only his parents and the comrades who sent him back in the room. His brothers and sisters-in-law were all outside the room and did not come in. There was no niece in the house, only three nephews. So who was talking?