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The changes in Yanjiawan were obvious to all around.

Regardless of whether it was because of how many bricks and tiles the Zhuangyuan Lang in Yanjiawan added, just looking at the changes in Wuzidang and Liujiatan near Yanjiawan has to make people jealous.

Of course, it is not only the villagers living in Fuyuan Township and Lingqu Township that are eager to see, but also some high-ranking, powerful politicians who are trying to increase their political achievements, reach and continue to rise. They are also beginning to move around.

Up to now, none of them have admitted why they didn't discover the mistake of this piece of rough jade at the beginning. Instead, they are happy that Yanjiawan is within their jurisdiction, and they also regard Yanjiawan, which was originally barren, as a piece of land. A shining diamond treasure.

They didn't reflect on why Yan Jiawan was "soaring into the sky" now, nor did they reflect on why Yan Jiawan would appear in front of everyone with an unstoppable trend.They only know that today's Yanjiawan is full of treasures, a piece of fat and high-quality pork... This treasure, this piece of fat, they are bound to get.

then.

In the bustling underground of Yanjiawan, there is a hidden danger along with the world's attention to Yanjiawan, which is faintly exuding a deep and dangerous atmosphere, mixed in this peaceful and peaceful holy place on earth.

Here.

The sky in Yanjiawan was clear and blue, and a few thick dark clouds drifted inadvertently.

Towards the end of summer, the dark colors are thicker, the golden color is approaching, and a harvest season is coming.

The passenger flow in Yanjiawan did not increase sharply, but it also did not appear in the off-season phenomenon of general tourist attractions. On the contrary, most of these people who came for sightseeing held Yu Zongyi's idea, and most of the elderly tourists would choose to settle in Yan's house near the bay.

Since Yanjiawan is a large clan village, there is no family with a foreign surname in the village, so Liujiatan and Wu Zidang became their best choice of residence.

Because of the arrival of these people, the economy of Fuyuan Township and Lingqu Township has also been driven by the trend, and even Jizhao County has gained a lot of glory... Large and small mountain villas and restaurants with mainly rural scenery have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain. Unlike the farmhouses in Wuzidang Liujiatan, they are larger in scale and more refined in decoration details, naturally attracting guests to a higher level.

Moreover, because of the "natural development" of Yanjiawan, there have been many changes in traffic. You can often see luxury buses going directly to Lingqu Town from the provincial capital every two hours. New customers, send away a bunch of old customers.

Why doesn't the luxury bus go directly to Yanjiawan or Liujiatan?

Speaking of which, this is one of the "Fuyuan Development Strategies" drafted by Huang Shengqun, the new township head, after discussing with Zhang Qitian secretly: the original ecology is wealth, and what tourists come to enjoy is not the original landscape. ?If modern and convenient measures are added between the mountains and rivers, then... tourists, will they come here to enjoy the original rural scenery?

The answer, of course, is no.If Yanjiawan becomes like that, instead of climbing mountains and wading here to see the scenery, tourists might as well take a walk in a nearby park. That would save time, trouble and money, wouldn’t it?

How could Huang Shengqun fail to see such an obvious result?

Therefore, when someone asked to widen and renovate the road into Yanjiawan, Huang Shengqun rejected it without the slightest hesitation.

In this way, when tourists come to Lingqu Town and want to come to Yanjiawan, they must take a rickshaw, and... After time and experience, the drivers of the tricycle can already work online with a tour guide certificate.

After such a series of flow operations, there are no disadvantages. What's more, the "tour guides" reminded us of the infinite nature of Yanjiawan area. In addition, the tour guides talked humorously, and the pastoral scenery along the way washed away the pollution in the city. Hostility and irritability... This is the best start to a beautiful and happy journey.

As the number of guests increased, the villages and towns around Yanjiawan became visibly bustling.

In contrast, Wuxu Mountain, which is no less miraculous than Qiwang Mountain, has regained its tranquility and tranquility, and the fruit trees that are already bearing fruit all over the mountain add a kind of warmth that belongs to harvest.

After the first wave of short peaches were sold, the fruity aroma of the mountains has already reached Yanjiawan tourists' appetites. As the old "customers" of Yanjiawan, they can vaguely recall the peach belt. The wonderful feeling of eloquence came, and I couldn't help but swallowed again, and began to count with my fingers when the next wave of fruits would be ripe: Next time, I must buy more to take home... The family of Taozi ate last time and liked it I couldn’t stop talking, and even brought it to my colleagues to eat, and it was full of praise. The leader also asked where I bought it... Well, I will buy more next time, so as to clear up the relationship with the leader.

As for the plans of the tourists outside, the people in Wuxu Mountain don't bother to know. They just work harder in the fields and give the most considerate care to the fruit trees on the mountain.

Ever since he sold all the peaches at a price of 20 yuan per catty, Yan Guoqiang was not calm. He ran up the mountain three times a day, and he almost regarded this mountain fruit tree as a cash cow.

You know, he has never been able to earn as much money as his son's fruit sales in a lifetime of digging the land!

Sitting in the grass pavilion on the top of the mountain, Yan Guoqiang watched another guest appear from the pass down the mountain. When he walked into Yanjiawan on foot, the corners of Yan Guoqiang's mouth curled up, and he no longer looked like an old man in his sixties. Embarrassed and blushed.

There was faint laughter from the pond at the foot of the mountain. It was the three grandchildren who had been on vacation—Yan Jialing, Shen Chun, and Shen Qiu. The three children were yelling for Zhai Rang to fish by the pond with Yan Guosheng’s rough fishing rod. , it seems that there is a competition, and the loser will help Yan Che with housework for a day.

It has been a few days since Zhai Rang came to Wuxu Mountain. Compared with the ease at the beginning, Xiaojin and Xiaoyin brought snowballs with them when they came back. His life can be described as dire, but even so, he did not see him leave. In other words, he is more like a farmer and more adapted to the life of Yanjiawan.

No, tremblingly avoiding Xiaojin, circling Snowball, being dragged and dragged to the pond by three children, not to mention, I had to tell a few children to pay attention to safety.

Yan Guoqiang smiled, and the suppressed smile spread from the corner of his mouth to his face, to the brows, to the bottom of his eyes... He saw Yan Che, his most proud mistress, looking at the big and small children with a fruit plate and The tea is walking step by step to the grass pavilion in the pond.

"Fourth brother."

Before the smile continued infinitely with the beautiful prospect, Yan Guoqiang heard Yan Guosheng's voice.

Turning around, I happened to see Yan Guosheng who was also imitating Yan Che, holding a fruit plate and tea set, twisting a small teapot and approaching the top of the mountain step by step.

"It's such a hot day, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Yan Guoqiang picked up the things in Yan Guosheng's hands, because the days are comfortable day by day, and these old bones have learned to enjoy them. No, since Yu Zongyi came, They learned the city people's nap again.

"Can you still sleep?" Yan Guosheng pouted, put the kettle on the stone table in the grass pavilion, and began to look for the socket buried under the grass pavilion.

They have gotten used to the life of the old man that they never expected before, and all of this is thanks to San'er.Moreover, after Yan Guosheng and Zhang Chaoying Yu Zongyi settled down in Liujiatan and often went back and forth between Yanjiawan and Liujiatan, they could not withstand the temptation of persuasion. The old couple moved to live at the foot of Wuxu Mountain, and lived with Yan Guoqiang and his son Together, the two families have become one family.

"Fourth brother, tell me, if our peaches sell for so much money, other fruits will soon ripen, hehe." After boiling the water, Yan Guosheng put a slice of mint candy made by Zhang Chaoying and Zeng Yan in his mouth Here, the eyes looking around are full of anticipation, which belongs to the anticipation of the farmers for a year of labor and waiting for a good harvest.

Yan Guoqiang picked up a candied date, and followed Yan Guosheng's gaze for a week, and the smile in his eyes became stronger: "San'er said that the fish in the pond should come out of the pond first."

"Ah!" Yan Guosheng was startled, and the peppermint candy in his hand fell on the stone table, and he became a little excited: "Fourth brother, Saner said that the fish in our pond have grown up?!"

After the pond incident last time, Yan Guosheng felt guilty for a long time. After all, earlier, Yan Che handed over the pond to the old couple.

Looking at Yan Guosheng's expression, Yan Guoqiang's eyes darkened, and he naturally remembered the previous incident: "San'er said that those things will never happen again."

Yan Guosheng nodded, thinking of the last time Yan Che spent money to insure Wuxu Mountain and even the pond, he felt relieved a lot. I heard that if fish die again, the insurance company will lose money. It will be called Saner's loss again.

The two old men on the mountain fell into an inadvertent heaviness.

The young people at the bottom of the mountain were quite noisy.

"Don't do it, don't do it." Yan Jialing, who was already tanned in summer, stood up from the pond, ignored the fishing rod, pointed at Zhai Rang and yelled: "Uncle Di, you are partial, you are partial. "

Zhai Rang saw that Xiao Jin was already thinking of leaving at the gate of the compound, probably after going to Liujiatan to find Xiaoyin, Zhai Rang also had to shudder, raised his brows, looked at Yan Jialing badly, and sighed in his heart: Hey, this is Yan Che's nephew, why isn't Che'er cute at all?Heibuliuqiu, a bad shit, just...he looks so much like that person when he was a child...Damn, so hateful, hateful little brat.

Yan Jialing saw Zhai Rang's appearance, he knew there was no way out, rolled his eyes, and saw Yan Che drinking tea in the grass pavilion, enjoying the cool breeze from the vines, his eyes lit up, He ran towards Yan Che with a snap, and shouted as he ran, "Uncle, Uncle."

Here Yan Che is enjoying the service of Tengzidu. The leisurely Yan Che also opened his squinted eyes after Yan Jialing yelled, and saw Yan Jialing running towards here with all his teeth and claws. , and a soft smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

Tengzi curled his mouth and said in his heart: Brat, come to disrupt the situation again. ... He began to regret that when he heard that Yan Jialing's summer vacation had begun, he went to Yan Jialing to take over Yan Jiawan's dog-legged behavior. This is simply digging his own grave.

When Yan Jialing ran across the corridor bridge, he threw himself into Yan Che's arms, rubbed his face with sweat on Yan Che's chest, and began to act like a spoiled child: "Uncle, Uncle Di is cheating, and he is cheating again."

Yan Che glanced at the proud Zhai Rang by the pond, and also saw the cuteness of Shen Qiu looking enviously at Yan Jialing in his arms, and the cuteness of Shen Chun who pouted bitterly and blamed Yan Jialing for taking her place He picked up a towel soaked in cold water, wiped Yan Jialing's sweat, and handed Yan Jialing a cup of heat-relieving soup made from prickly pear fruit, and said, "Your Uncle Di what happened again?"

After gulping down a whole bowl of sweet and sour heat-relieving soup in one breath, Yan Jialing wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and his comfortable mood was instantly reminded of his previous dissatisfaction, his dark face wrinkled , pointing in the direction of Zhai Rang by the pond, and began to complain to Yan Che coquettishly: "Uncle, Uncle Di cheated and said fishing, but he actually scattered fish food and caught it with a net."

After listening to Yan Che, he thought to himself: It really is the style of the old house.

Couldn't help laughing, Yan Che burst out laughing, and poked Yan Jialing's forehead: "Silly, wouldn't you do the same?"

Yan Che, who was in full bloom in an instant, dazzled Yan Jialing's eyes, and stunned the dissatisfied Fujikodu.

The two nodded dumbly, and murmured: "Yes, yes."

Yan Jialing's stupidity, Yan Che thought it was cute, so Yan Che pinched Yan Jialing's little black face affectionately, and his pampering was beyond words.

Does Fujiko...

Naturally, Yan Che got a big white eye.

Yan Che's expression froze, and when Fujiko felt that he had not been treated fairly, he gave an order: "Go, go and avenge Jialing."

Seeing Fujiko reluctantly leaving with the bouncing Yan Jialing, the smile on Yan Che's brows suddenly disappeared, replaced by a touch of painful entanglement.

Over there, Fujiko snatched a fishing net that was usually used to catch water hyacinths, and came to the pond with a whimper. Yan Che waved the fishing net in his hand, lowered his head and said something to Yan Jialing.

Anyway, after Fujiko said what he said, Yan Jialing, a black monkey, jumped three feet high. If Zhai Rang hadn't caught him quickly, he would probably be taking a bath in the pond right now.

Yan Jialing was happy, but Shen Chun was not happy about pulling Zhai Rang's clothes, his pouting mouth could hang half a catty of soy sauce bottle.

Shen Qiu, who was different from Shen Chun, didn't argue with them, but Wen Wen quietly glanced in Yan Che's direction, and Yan Che nodded his head from a distance, then continued squatting back to the pond, as if staring at Yan Che. Looking at the lotus leaf not far from the pond, and like staring at the buoy that a fishing rod that has no effect at all drops into the water, his small mouth is tightly pursed, resolutely not to be different from the brains of the people around him. Normal people are in the company... That appearance, after coming to Wuxu Mountain, really looks more and more like Yan Che.

Looking at the happy people, big and small, Yan Che rubbed his chest, suddenly shook his head and smiled, asking secretly: What's wrong with me?It seems that he is dying of illness, and he is so reluctant to part with the people and things around him.

Slightly raising his head, through the faintly scented fruit trees on Wuxu Mountain, his eyes stopped at the grass pavilion on the top of the mountain after the short peaches were picked, where his old father and uncle were drinking tea and chatting leisurely .

At the foot of the mountain, there was smoke rising from the two chic bamboo buildings, and Yan Che knew...that was his aunt who was stewing. Yesterday, Fujiko used his first month's salary to go to the town to buy pig's knuckles, saying that he was going to cook it. The pork skin is frozen, so it is better to make cold dishes at night.

Clutching his sore chest, Yan Che picked up the heat-relieving soup on the stone table with his hands, and took a sip. The sweet and sour natural food, compared to those XX herbal teas in the city marked with famous brands, XXX The fruit drinks are no slouch.

only……

Can all this continue like this?

When Yan Che was pulled back from his contemplation by a sound of "cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck", he found that Bold had actually flopped on the stone table, tilting the chicken's head, looking at him with a huge rooster's comb trembling, that look... I don't know Could it be Yan Che's illusion that he actually saw comfort in it.

Amusingly, he stretched out his hand to hug Bold from the stone table, Yan Che nodded Bold's chicken head, and scolded with a smile: "You, didn't you go to toss the snowball today?"

Seemingly disapproving of Yan Che's words, he boldly struggled, lifted the chicken head from Yan Che's chest, rubbed it on Yan Che's neck with a "clack" and began to act like a spoiled child.

When Bold made a fuss, Yan Che also felt that the pain in his chest was relieved a lot, and because of Bold's spirituality, he couldn't help but play tricks in his heart, grabbing its comb and scratching its neck.

Boldly, he didn't feel any pain or itching, and simply nestled in Yan Che's arms enjoying himself.

However, what Yan Che didn't notice was that when boldly nestled in Yan Che's arms, his head was leaning against Yan Che's heart, and strands of dark golden mist invisible to the naked eye were dripping from Yan Che's heart. Boldly absorbed, and under the thick and bright feathers that had absorbed the dark golden mist, the skin was aging little by little.

When Yan Che was not paying attention, he boldly looked at Yanjiawan. No, to be precise, it should be Yan Che's old house behind Yanjiawanwan.

Boldness was born there, although it is not known where the eggs that hatched it were bought, but there is still its root.

Although animals have no feelings?Animals also pay attention to "leaves return to their roots", okay? !

Yanjiawan and Wuxu Mountain are peaceful.

However, it is quite different in Wuzidang.

At this moment, Wu Zidang, a shrill and hoarse roar woke up Wu Zidang, who was taking a nap.

That terrible roar came from the bluestone hut.

Wu Aiguo suddenly woke up from the increasingly beautiful dream, sitting on the bed still in a daze, and rushed to his wife who was sleeping beside him: "Baby, did you hear someone shouting just now?"

Aunt Wu Aiguo mumbled and turned over, opened her eyes suddenly, gave Wu Aiguo a hard look, and cursed: "Your mother, I am tired all morning, and finally took a nap, and you are still tossing my mother!" What do you want to do now?"

Old Wu Aiguo blushed, pulled off the bedside clothes and put them on for his wife, then put on the thin gown himself, and was about to get out of bed: "Just now, I heard shaking my head...it seems to be Teacher Wu's voice."

Aunt Wu Aiguo pinched Wu Aiguo's waist fiercely, turned around, and after another burst of muttering, there was a slight snoring soon after.

Seeing his wife like this, Wu Aiguo scratched his head in embarrassment, and lightly pulled the thin blanket that his wife had taken off so that they could cover his white body. By the way, his hands were also there Touched a piece of white flowers eagerly.

Seeing that his wife didn't wake up, nor did the expected claw skills come, Wu Aiguo hummed a little tune as if he had succeeded, and went out of the bedroom with his sandals and slippers, ready to go to Mr. Dangtou Wu to see if it happened What's the matter - after all, Teacher Wu is the teacher of the youngest son of the Yan family, and the third son of the Yan family can be patient.

If Wu Aiguo could foresee everything he would see, he wondered if he would leave Bai Huahua's wife.

If Wu Aiguo could have predicted what happened, I don't know if he would turn over and get up immediately.

in case……

Anyway, when Wu Aiguo came to Dangtou Qingshi Courtyard, he froze outside the low bluestone wall, unable to move his steps.

Wu Aiguo stared blankly, at everything in the Qingshi small courtyard, at...the bloody Wu Shaokang was twisting a large kitchen knife for chopping noodles in his hand, and his delicate and elegant face was covered with blood. Clear facial features, just opened the mouth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth that are unusually eerie against the backdrop of blood, and smiled silently towards the sky.

There was a pool of blood under Wu Shaokang's feet.

In a pool of blood, two people lay.

Wu Aiguo didn't know those two people, but he could roughly tell that they were one old and one young.

The old one can't move anymore... I'm afraid he's dead.

When Wu Shaokang twisted the kitchen knife and stood still in the courtyard, the one who was missing was quietly crawling towards Wu Aiguo section by section, crawling...a bloody trace appeared: "Save...help me... …help me……"

Suddenly returning to his senses, looking at the blood man who was approaching him little by little, Wu Aiguo trembled all over, and a sense of urination came over him. After trembling, he turned around and ran towards Yanjiawan. Where did the courage come from, and the voice was pulled out: "Come on! Someone is dead! Come on! Come on! Someone is dead, someone is dead!"

Wu Shaokang's parted mouth and open smile froze for a moment, looking at the back of Wu Aiguo who fell towards Yan's Bay, and the bloody man crawling towards the gate of the courtyard, he seemed to be talking to himself, like a warning: " Tell me, Jiang Qixian, tell me, who is the damned person? Who is the damned person?"

"No...no...help me, save me...help me...please..."

The blood man, no, Jiang Qixian crawled out in horror while looking at Wu Shaokang in fear. He was afraid, really scared: "It's not me...it's not...it's my mother...what happened last time...it's What my mother did...really...has nothing to do with me...it's my mother..."

"Oh~~" Wu Shaokang dragged his voice for a long time: "Then, what about Yan Che?"

The bloody Jiang Qixian was stunned when he heard the words.

Soon, the thought of survival forced him to climb to the courtyard door faster, and screamed: "It's not me, no, it's not me, I don't know Yan Che, I don't know, ah——I don't know."

"Don't come here, don't come here, ah--I really don't know Yan Che, really, please, Uncle Wu, don't kill me, please, don't kill me--"

"Uncle Wu, I don't object to the matter between you and your father. I really don't object. I support you very much. It's all my mother, it's all my mother, really, it's all my mother's doing, ah——"