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They went to the guesthouse near the station and booked two standard rooms, one for the village chief and Yan Junge, and one for Old Zhang and the second kid. After a quick shower, Yan Junge sat on the bed and took a bite of the watermelon, then asked casually, "Village chief, is the second kid Uncle Zhang's son? The second child?"

But when we met just now, I didn't seem to hear him calling me dad, father, or even old man. And he looked familiar! Where have you seen him before?

"I heard that he is a brother's child, the second child, and he only comes here twice a year. I almost didn't recognize him when I saw him today."

“Fuck!” Yan Junge stood up suddenly, frightening the village chief so much that the watermelon in his hand fell to the ground. He picked it up with a bit of regret, “You kid, why are you so startled? What a pity!”

As he was about to go and rinse his face with water and continue eating, Yan Junge took it and said with a smile, "Sorry, sorry, I was a little too excited!"

"Why are you so excited?" The village chief took the rinsed watermelon. Although it was not as sweet as before, he still ate it all without wasting it.

"Hey, uncle, what's the second kid's name?"

"Call him Dingfu. Hey, Xiaoyan, how old are you? See if you should call him Brother Dingfu or something else?"

"Me? I'm 32. By the way, uncle, are they two brothers?" Zhang Dingfu realized that he had made a mistake.

"Boy, I didn't realize it. You look quite young. We farmers look old! Dingfu is estimated to be 28 this year, you can call him whatever you want. He has an older brother named Zhang Dingye, who left home a few years ago and never came back, leaving the baby with Old Zhang."

"Uncle, this means Zhang Dingye is the baby's biological father, and Dingfu is taking care of the child for his brother."

"Yes, it's so pitiful for a child without a father or a mother. Fortunately, Dingfu really loves the child."

"So that's it!"

The two chatted for a while and went to bed. Lying on the cramped bed, Yan Junge had already adapted to the new environment, but he was a little anxious. He had been here for two days, and he didn't know how worried Yanyan would be if she couldn't find him. He pinched the jade token around his neck and fell asleep to the snoring of the village chief.

The next morning, they took the meat and chicks that had been stored at the guesthouse, bought some new clothes and shoes, had their meal, and then went to wait for the bus.

Yan Junge stared at Zhang Dingfu in a trance several times. How come he looks so much like Zhang Tianming? Do all practitioners have Taoist names? If he is really Zhang Tianming, then he is Yanyan's uncle and has watched Yanyan grow up since childhood.

No wonder he was so against me and Yanyan being together!

No wonder Yanyan listens to him so much!

Their eyes met, Yan Junge turned his head away a little guilty, thought for a moment and then moved back, smiling, "I see that you have an extraordinary temperament and spiritual energy in your actions, have you practiced?"

He observed Zhang Dingfu, who also observed him. He smiled and said, "Brother Yan, you are joking. I have only practiced martial arts for two years to strengthen my body. But I think Brother Yan has an outstanding appearance and a good temperament. He doesn't look like an ordinary person!"

"Haha, that's an exaggeration. I've also practiced martial arts for a few years, so I look stronger."

"I see!"

"Hahaha!"

As they talked, they gradually became familiar with each other. It was the same car as yesterday. After getting on, they swayed back. Looking at the scenery that was constantly receding outside the car window, Yan Junge whispered, "I wonder if the baby misses me!"

After saying this, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, and his whole demeanor softened.

Zhang Dingfu, who was sitting in the row behind him, tilted his head slightly to glance at him, then turned to meet the gaze of Old Zhang, who nodded without saying anything more.

Last night, Old Zhang had told Zhang Dingfu everything about the baby, including those incredible words. Zhang Dingfu looked at the mantra written by Old Zhang and found nothing wrong with it. He became even more suspicious of Yan Junge.

After observing him today, I became even more confused. He had not practiced cultivation, but he was faintly spiritual. Thinking about the rope on Yan Junge's body and the thing hanging around his neck, my eyes gradually became deeper.

As the vehicle swayed, more and more people got on, and the car became more and more crowded, making it impossible for people to completely relax. Every time the vehicle turned a corner or drove over an uneven dirt road, it would cause a noticeable shake, as if it would throw people out of their seats.

The air inside the car was filled with a stuffy smell, mixed with a hint of gasoline and people's sweat, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

The village chief poured some water for the chicks in the cage and opened the car window a little wider. "It's almost there, it's almost there. If it stays there any longer, the chicks will suffocate to death."

Finally seeing the familiar bus stop, the four of them got off the bus carrying their stuff. Watching the minibus go away, they all breathed a sigh of relief and walked home carrying their stuff.

As soon as the four entered the village, someone rushed over, clapped his hands vigorously, and shouted anxiously, "You are finally back. Old Zhang, go home and take a look. Wang Hu followed the big machine to the field this morning, and he was twisted into the machine. His brains were all spilled out. His family members carried his body and head to your house to make trouble, insisting that it was the ghost child who cursed him and wanted the ghost child to pay with his life."

Old Zhang was horrified and didn't care what he said about the baby. He dropped his things and ran home, followed closely by Zhang Dingfu and Yan Junge.

The village chief grabbed the collar of the villager who reported the news and shouted, "Tell me what happened! Is there anyone trying to stop us?"

The villager who reported the news pulled back his collar and said, "Village chief, go quickly. Your wife brought several uncles and brothers from her mother's family to block the door of Old Zhang's house. There are also Wang Hu's wife's family. There are probably more than ten laborers. No one dares to stop them."

"Come on!"

The village chief was so anxious that he was afraid that the tiger woman would make a big mistake in the heat of the moment.

Finally, they arrived at Old Zhang's house, but there was no one there. Instead, they heard a commotion coming from Widow Li's house behind them. The village chief clapped his hands and said, "Oh no!"

Only then did he remember that the baby was at Widow Li's house, and he ran back in a hurry, only to see more than a dozen strong men surrounding the door and not letting Old Zhang and his friends in.

Yan Junge and Zhang Dingfu punched each other and rushed in quickly.

"Stop!" The village chief shouted, and the group of people stopped what they were doing, but still blocked the door and refused to let anyone in.

"Village chief, the devil kid cursed my man to death, he must pay for my man's life!"

"He is a nuisance and should not be allowed to stay in the village!"

"It is! It is!"

Listening to the chatter, the village chief became even angrier. "Stop being so superstitious. What's the curse? You're making trouble here because you want to go to jail, right? Get out of the way. I'll handle everything!"

The village chief's face turned red with anger, and he pushed away the people who were blocking the door. The village chief had some prestige in the village. The people looked at each other and shouted, "Okay, we'll give you face! But if we are not satisfied with the result, we still have to make the ghost child pay with his life."

"Yep!"

"Cut the fucking nonsense!"

After pushing through the crowd, they finally entered Widow Li's yard and heard wailing coming from the inner room. They rushed in and saw two or three men pressing Widow Li down on the bed. One of them was Wang Hu's younger brother!

After knocking several people down in a few moves, Widow Li was stunned for a moment. The next second, she was suddenly wrapped in a bed sheet and pulled up. "Where's the baby? Where is the baby?"

Widow Li came back to her senses, and finally saw the people in front of her clearly with her bloodshot eyes. She pointed outside while trembling, and roared, "Backyard, backyard, go! Go quickly!!!"