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Half a month has quietly passed since Zhong Wuyan's desolate moment.

Regarding what Zhong Wuyan did this time, everyone has different opinions. Of course, there are mixed opinions.Although it is said that "people are dead, don't say anything to criticize", but there are so many mouths, who can stop them all?

However, Zhong Wuyan's actions this time really shook the hearts of everyone around who witnessed the scene.

Such a Zhong Wuyan should be called a "Wonderful Woman", right?

In today's society, there are really very few women like Zhong Wuyan who dare to love, hate, and bury themselves and their love with their own hands. Moreover, Zhong Wuyan's life is really... nothing compared to the script of the TV series. Not inferior, the one who stands out is Zhong Wuyan.

"In ancient times, there was Zhong Wuyan, the Queen of Qi, who went to war as her husband, and now there is Zhong Wuyan, the widow of the Wu family, who lit a fire as a tomb. She is really a strange woman who dares to love and hate. It's a pity...fate tricks people!"

In the tea shed at Wantou of Yanjiawan, a neatly dressed old man took a sip of the No. [-] scented tea picked from Jiguan Mountain, and the voice of admiration silenced all the locals in the tea shed.

As a local, almost no one has an orthodox opinion about Zhong Wuyan. Such a beautiful widow will inevitably become the center of people's criticism after dinner, and many gossips will be derived from it. If not, how can there be such an old saying—" There is much gossip at the widow’s door”?

Especially Wu Aiguo, who was in the tea shed, gradually bowed and lowered his head in silence.

Thinking of Zhong Wuyan's decision that day, Wu Aiguo knew that he, Wu's current speaker and Wu Jilian's uncle, was to blame. But he didn't mean to help Zhong Wuyan at all, on the contrary, he felt that Zhong Wuyan had lost Wu Zidang's face, and even more so, his words revealed the meaning of expelling Zhong Wuyan.

Not only was Zhong Wuyan born beautiful, but she also had an exquisite heart, even after what Wu Aiguo said, she really left Wu Zidang sadly.

At this moment, Wu Aiguo even thought: If Zhong Wuyan hadn't left Wu Zidang, would something like that happen to Wu Shaokang?If Zhong Wuyan hadn't left Wu Zidang, would Wu Shaokang really have come together with Zhong Wuyan? ...For so many years of ups and downs, Wu Shaokang has been kind to Wu Zidang, there is really nothing to say, but it is a pity that such a good person has always been alone, and now, such a thing happened.

Thinking of this, Wu Aiguo suddenly raised his head, looked towards Wuxu Mountain, and wondered: something happened to Wu Shaokang, will Yan Jiawan bring Wu Zidang to make a fortune together?After all, it was because Wu Shaokang was the most respected teacher of the youngest son of the Yan family that he agreed to take such a small amount of light!

The more he thought about it, the more flustered Wu Aiguo became. In the originally cool weather, Wu Aiguo immediately drenched the back of his clothes with sweat. Once the breeze passed, he couldn't help shivering: If Yan Jiawan repents now, he is not qualified. Go to the beak... Then how do you explain to the Wu clan? !

Wu Aiguo was trembling and trembling in the tea shed under the big banyan tree, but at this moment, Wuxu Mountain came out of the haze, less dull and more relaxed.

Ever since the night when he beat Zhong Wuyan, and knew that Zhai Rang was not kidnapped by bad guys, but by his family members, Yan Che had never left his room, and had been slumbered all day long. People's hearts were raised in their throats, lest Yan Che's heart would become sick from depression, and something good or bad would happen.

Fortunately, last night Fujiko came to find Xiao Xinyu from the town, and the two of them said something in the room. Yan Che got up early this morning and left the room, and made a hearty breakfast for the whole family.

At this moment, Yan Che, who was tidying up the rules, twisted the paper money and went to Wuzidang alone... to worship Zhong Wuyan on the scorched land.

Having said that, the people in Wuxu Villa began to feel angry again.

Logically speaking, since Zhong Wuyan left at such a young age, her natal mother and brothers should also come to clean up, right?

However, after the fire was extinguished on the third day, she called Zhong Wuyan's mother's phone number, but found no one answered.

In desperation, he had no choice but to call Zhong Wuyan's natal brother, only to find that...the phone was turned off there.

In the end, Tengzi thought about it, gave everyone a suggestion, and directly called Zhong Wuyan's natal brother's husband's house.

Good fellow, the mother-in-law of Zhong Wuyan's natal brother is really...really...

Thinking of this, everyone shook their heads and sighed. When they lamented Zhong Wuyan's poor life, they couldn't help cursing the shameful mother-in-law of Zhong Wuyan's natal brother from the bottom of their hearts.

Now that this is the case, Zhong Wuyan's ashes can't just be blown away by the wind, right?

Therefore, everyone had to choose a few strong men to pick up Zhong Wuyan's ashes in the ruins. There is a superstition in the local area that the dead like Zhong Wuyan, who are widowed all their lives, will be sent to the funeral after death. The one must be a strong man... As for why?Then you can understand it yourself... It is said that in this way, some thoughts of the dead widow can be solved, so that they will not become ghosts after death.

After cleaning up Zhong Wuyan's ashes, the Wu family also affirmed Zhong Wuyan heavily, and let him be buried under the burnt yellow bamboo forest behind the ossuary... After all, except for Zhong Wuyan, a widow too Apart from being too young and glamorous, she really hasn't done anything out of the ordinary or ruined her reputation. If her ashes cannot be placed in Wu's house now, that would be unreasonable.

Therefore, Zhong Wuyan was buried next to Wu Jilian's tomb. In the past, the two of them got together less and separated more, but now they are... so that the young couple can reunite in the next place.

Yan Che went to the ruins to pay homage, not only to Zhong Wuyan, but also to Jiang Weichang who died here for Wu Shaokang.

Although Yan Che has always been worthless for Wu Shaokang and hated the Jiang family, but...Wu Shaokang is not free now, and Yan Che cannot help Wu Shaokang get rid of the charges (after all, Wu Shaokang himself confessed, and many witnesses witnessed Witnessed), the only thing that can help Wu Shaokang is probably this matter.

Yan Che, dressed in navy blue, squatted under the blackened stone wall, burning paper money, looking around the charred ruins with sighs and memories: he spent most of his childhood here passed.

Here, there are more memories of Yan Che than Yan Jiawan.

It was in the yard inside the stone wall that I held a pen and wrote a composition for the first time; it was also in the yard inside the stone wall that I first learned about the 26 letters of English; the first time I came into contact with the periodic table of chemical elements, Still in the courtyard inside the stone wall... the person who taught him was Wu Shaokang.

Today, there are scorched black ruins and ruins, and people are gone...

Feelings always make people feel sad and depressed. I stood quietly facing the ruins for a long time, with mixed thoughts.

At the end, Yan Che let out a long and heavy sigh, as if he wanted to exhale all the stale air in his body.

For a long time, hovering over the ruins, lingering, is very heart-wrenching.

Xiao Xinyu was right: "The dead should rest in peace, and the living should continue."

That's why Yan Che woke up from his lethargy, and came to Wu Zidang with paper money to worship... Not for others, but also for himself to draw a full stop.If not, not only the living and caring relatives around me are worried, I am afraid that even the dead Zhong Wuyan will not be at peace, right? ——After all, Zhong Wuyan is really a good sister.

When the paper money was burned to the bottom of the hoop, Yan Che seemed to have burned all disturbing past events, his mood was refreshed, and his vision became clear.

Yan Che's eyes flickered, and the scorched earth in front of him became darker... Yan Che quietly poured the clear water in the Tianyuan Pearl into this scorched earth, he hoped that this place was not a hopeless scorched black, but, Where there is death, there is life again.

Yes, vitality.

Therefore, Yan Che quietly poured clear water into the scorched earth, hoping that all the vegetation seeds brought by the wind would take root and germinate here.

After doing all this, Yan Che stood up in relief.

Because Yan Che got up too violently, he swayed three times, but finally stood still.

Facing the ruins, Yan Che smiled for the first time in half a month: "Sister Yan, don't worry, I feel that I don't hate Fu Zi anymore. Although you said it in a vague way, I really understand now. He's not worth it."

After a pause, Yan Che put away the smile at the corner of his mouth, expressionless: "Professor Jiang, I am here to burn the sacrifice for you for Teacher Wu. This is the first and last time. Applying the previous words, you can It's not worth Teacher Wu sacrificing so much for you, and now you have to pay for the freedom of the rest of your life... You are really not worth it."

He stood silently for a moment.

A voice sounded behind Yan Che, which really made him jump: "Let's go, go home."

Looking back, it was Fujiko standing straight behind him for an unknown how long... I don't know if he saw his previous actions...

Yan Che frowned slightly, and said tentatively, "How long have you been here?"

Fujiko's eyes fluttered, and he began to look around: "Ah, Yan Che, go home quickly, there are many tourists in Yanjiawan today, and several of them are here to buy our family's scented tea? I have appointed you to make it Those kinds of scented teas from here... umm, there are also bamboo core teas, I heard that there are quite a few of them."

Yan Che knew that Fujiko was changing the subject clumsily, but he didn't break the point. He just straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes and asked following Fujiko's words: "Tourists still come after this?"

Seeing that Yan Che was taken away from the topic by herself, Fujiko breathed a sigh of relief, bent over to help Yan Che unscrew the paper money receptacle on the ground, and stood behind Yan Che, Following Yan Che's slow pace, he walked towards Yanjiawan step by step: "I'm also wondering, I just went to the Internet to look it up, oh, good guy, there are a few sentimental posts on the Internet, all of them are about Zhong Wuyan, the downstairs There are hundreds of floors..."

One walked quietly, listened quietly, the other chirped, chattered endlessly, and followed...the two figures, one tall and one short, walked towards the beauty slope, gradually disappearing from Wu Zidang's sight.

I don't know if it's the wind or the echo of the bamboo leaves, passing Wu Zidang, like a sigh of relief, long and long, gradually fading away... At the same time, on the scorched ruins, rustling came to mind.

Not long after, the hard bluestone slab that had been poured with clear water actually moved, ranging from slightly undetectable to obviously slightly shaking and shaking, followed by a small cracking sound of "crack, crack, crack" until The backs of both Yan Che and Fujiko disappeared behind the beauty slope, and a crimson semicircle emerged from the scorched black ground.

Wind, back again.

The ashes of the black-brown paper money were blown away, swaying and lingering, covering all the red dots... In the end, it returned to calm, and everything remained the same.

As Fujiko said, after Wu Zidang's incident, the people who thought their way of life would be cut off were surprised to find that those old people who were thinking about leaving stayed behind.

Not only those old people stayed behind, but within two days, a group of young people appeared in the town, and when they were arrested, they asked "where is Yanjiawan", "how to get to Yanjiawan"... the people in the town also Knowing what happened to Wu Zidang, while being shocked, I really don't know how to answer these young urbanites.

On the contrary, Zhao Cuihua, who has always been straightforward and hot-tempered, put down the kitchen knife in her hand after hearing about it, ran out the door, and went to these young people: "Are you going to Yanjiawan?"

Knowing that these people had heard about the incident of "Wu Widow Jumping into the Sea of ​​Fire", Zhao Cuihua grinned her mouth and waved her hand, showing her straightforward personality: "Ah, what you said That's my home, let's go, I'll take you there."

So, the selfish Zhao Cuihua naturally took the group of people to her man's house, and let the group of people ride in his man's minivan, bumping and bumping to Yanjiawan.

Although Yan Jiang repeatedly stated that he would not accept money and was just passing by, these young people still stuffed money into Zhao Cuihua's hands before getting on the bus.After the group of young people were pulled away by Yan Jiang's pickup truck, Zhao Cuihua held a pile of banknotes in various denominations in her arms, parted her lips, frowned, and went home humming a little tune... ready to tidy up , Go back to Yanjiawan to see my father-in-law, uncle and son.

Yanjiawan has become lively again, and the trend is even hotter than before.

The Wantou tea shed obviously cannot keep up with the demand of tourists, and more and more people are queuing up.

Zhao Cuihua, who followed Yan Jiang back to Yanjiawan, has never been a reckless village woman. As early as when she followed Yan Jiang back, Zhao Cuihua, who was tricky, called Yan Jiamei. The sister-in-law and her sister-in-law collected a tricycle of incense paper money in the town... …especially Zhao Cuihua, who went home again after going out. When she came back, she had a big pannier on her back, not to mention pots, pans, and a lot of seasonings and ingredients.

Yan Jiamei doesn't know what Zhao Cuihua does, because of Zhao Cuihua's past, Yan Jiamei doesn't bother to have a close relationship with her, so she doesn't intend to ask.

But Zhao Cuihua refused, and pushed Yan Jiamei to go back home, insisting on bringing something similar to herself... Seeing Zhao Cuihua like this, Yan Jiamei was still deflated even though she didn't know what to do. Mouth did the same.

After Zhao Cuihua and Yan Jiamei came to Yanjiawan, Yan Jiamei finally understood what Zhao Cuihua...she was going to do.

This is not.

On the small road towards Wu Zidang, there is a joss stick paper money stall. Liu Ge and Liu Qu sister and brother are standing behind the stall, selling joss stick paper money to passing tourists... These people really went to the ruins to pay homage to Zhong Wuyan up.

But Yan Jiamei and Zhao Cuihua, each carrying a big basket, set up a stall next to the tea shed to sell dumplings and glutinous rice balls.

Yan Guochang, who was shocked in exhaustion, saw the stall of Yan Jiamei and Zhao Cuihua as soon as he arrived in Wantou, and he frowned. Cut off the business of Liujiatan and Wu Zidang."

However, at this moment, Yan Jiamei and Zhao Cuihua acted like this... So Yan Guochang turned around and went to find Yan Yuanzhao.

Who would have thought that as soon as Yan Guochang explained his words, he took Yan Yuanzhao's crutches: "Bastard, what I said at the beginning was that the men of our Yan family are not allowed to do these things, did you say that mothers-in-law and aunts are not allowed to do it? Only Outsiders make money, so we are not allowed to make some pocket money?"

Yan Guochang was taken aback, and quickly opened his mouth, without saying hello to Yan Yuanzhao, turned around and ran out of Yan Yuanzhao's courtyard, and went straight to his own small courtyard.

then.

People discovered that beside Yan Jiamei and Zhao Cuihua, small stalls began to be set up one after another.

There are food sellers, embroidery sellers, and odd jugglers...Zero Zong Zong, with the big banyan tree at the head of Yanjiawan Bay as the root, extends to both sides of the stone road that enters Yanjiawan outside, gradually On the ground, it really has the first model of what a scenic spot should have.

Tourists who had been to Yanjiawan earlier came here again this time. Seeing the small stalls that have grown up in the bay, they all sighed in their hearts: who said that the working people are brainless and only know how to dig the ground?Looking at the stalls in front of Yanjiawan today, this is the great wisdom of the working people who can seize every feasible opportunity.

With more and more customers, the items in the small stalls are becoming more and more exquisite.

Almost all the mothers-in-law and aunts in Yanjiawan are no longer idle and have nothing to do, and they no longer rely on their own men to live... They can now make money by themselves. In my eyes, it is a rarity. Even if it sells for one or two yuan, five or ten yuan, tourists will be excited to see it, and they will not be stingy with naughty pockets.

In this way, almost every aunt in the Yan family can earn at least a hundred or so yuan a day. In previous years, the family may not be able to earn even a month!

Therefore, the mothers-in-law and aunts who have made money are full of confidence, their backs are hardened, and they can speak loudly.

Some mothers-in-law and aunts whose men are working outside directly sent a message to their men: "You, stop working outside and go home. Look at the money you earn after working so hard for a month. Not as many as my old lady, come back, come back, I make money and you cook for my old lady, in the future, my old lady will support you!"

The mothers-in-law and aunts of Yanjiawan who had tasted the sweetness became more and more motivated.

The original simplicity has also begun to transform into a vigorous and hard-working spirit. Unlike before, this time they didn't want to move even if they were too tired to go home, but the next day, when they walked out of the house again, they were all full of energy— — It's like how many more battles, the old lady's half of the sky can hold up for you.

Seeing that Yanjiawan is on fire now, the mothers-in-law and aunts in several villages and townships are jealous and ready to move.

Yan Yuanzhao also seemed to see this, and with a cane, he pretended to come to Wuxu Mountain again.

Yan Che was uneasy because he didn't know if Fujiko had discovered his secret, which made him restless and restless. After waiting for several days, Fujiko didn't come to inquire.

Therefore, when Yan Yuanzhao said the matter in a cryptic manner, Yan Che frowned and thought for a while, thinking: If this continues, the previous troubles may appear, and I have to take care of many aspects, Yan Jiawan... I can't stand the toss anymore.

After thinking for a while, Yan Che handed Yan Yuanzhao a cup of freshly baked fruit tea, and sat beside Yan Yuanzhao: "Old Ancestor, how is the vegetable shed?"

Hearing this, Yan Yuanzhao paused while drinking tea in his hand, quickly put down the teacup, looked at Yan Che for nearly a minute, a flower appeared on his old orange-peeled face, and patted Yan Che on the shoulder: "Good boy, good boy !"

While Yan Che was still in the fog, Yan Yuanzhao had already stood up abruptly, and without using his crutches, he walked out of the Wuxu Villa quickly with the crutches on his shoulders.

Tengzi all entered the door, just in time to see Yan Yuanzhao walking out with a chrysanthemum face, and before saying hello, the old man patted the shoulder affectionately: "Xiaoteng, so good, good boy!"

Fujiko entered the door inexplicably, just in time to meet the confused Yan Che: "Old man... what's going on?"

Yan Chena shook his head: "I don't know, suddenly... that's it."

The two shrugged their shoulders and spread their hands at the same time, and then found that their movements were in unison. Fujiko grinned complacently. Yan Che rolled his eyes fiercely and turned to ignore him, but... his face turned red.

That night, the young and old in Yanjiawan had a meeting.

Outsiders have no way of knowing the reason for the meeting.

All I know is that the next day, under the leadership of Yan Yuanzhao, Yan Guochang, a few elders who can stand up and speak out, went from village to house and came back when the setting sun was like blood in the afternoon. However, everyone's faces were exhausted. , all of which are faces with big mouths and giggling faces.

Day three.

The township government and county government were shocked.

They learned from below that Yanjiawan actually built simple and clean asbestos tile sheds next to each other along the big banyan tree in Wantou, with a room of [-] square meters, stretching to the side of the stone road.

But this shanty is simple and easy to build, and it doesn't take a day to do it all by hand.

Fourth day.

Standing in front of Yan Yuanzhao, Yan Guochang said to a group of neighbors and tourists: "These small sheds are rented out. People who rent small sheds only need to pay us [-] yuan a month. As for you to use these shanties As long as it is not illegal and disciplined, we have no right to interfere..." Yun Yun.

Now, everyone understands.

This Yanjiawan, with the help of its own land boundary, started to become a landlord and old fortune, and collected rents by sitting on the ground.

But so what?Who told everyone to take a fancy to these small sheds and want to start a small business here and earn some pocket money?

Ah no, pocket money is too small.Looking at the income of those mothers-in-law and aunts in Yanjiawan some time ago, that's not a small amount of money!

As soon as Yan Guochang finished speaking, the young men in the bay moved a table from their homes, and placed a stack of printed text on it, square white paper - I heard that it was a rental contract.

Seeing this situation, the eyes of several foreign tourists lit up. Before the villagers around them moved, they took the lead to step forward. Each of them signed a contract and paid a year's rent in advance.

When someone started, more people followed naturally.

In less than two hours, the [-] huts erected were all rented out... making those who were hesitant and slow to start beat their wrists and chests.

When the township government and county government were about to reprimand Yan Jiawan for his actions, Yan Guochang, the acting village head of Yan Jiawan, came to the door.

Even if the leaders were cold-faced, Yan Guochang showed no fear. Instead... with a simple smile, he opened the large canvas schoolbag he was carrying, took out a stack of papers and banknotes from it, and put them in front of the leader.

Before he understood why Yan Guochang did this, Yan Guochang rubbed his hands and said with a naive smile: "This, this, this is the tax our Yanjiawan pays, ha ha."