Zhou Fan vomited heart-wrenchingly.
He put his fingers into his mouth again and again, then lay on the ground and vomited violently. He vomited out his lunch, bile, and even his internal organs, but he was still not sure if he had succeeded.
He was very sure that the man in black had stuffed poison into his mouth. If he failed to complete the task, he might die from the poison because he had no antidote.
But, if he completed the task, then----will anyone in the Fang family be able to survive
He didn't want to die, nor did he want the Fang family to die.
Yes, he hated the Fang family and hated Fang Yan, but----this did not rise to the point of life and death.
He wanted to spit out the pill and pretend that nothing had happened. However, no matter how hard he tried, he knew better than anyone that it was all in vain.
He lay weakly in the snow, letting the biting cold wind blow on his cheeks and the scattered snowflakes cover his body. He opened his eyes and looked at the vast sky, which was just like his mood at the moment.
He felt a little regretful. Why did he come here to see Xiaoqingshan? Wouldn't it be enough to just take a look from a distance
He began to hate again, hating Fang Yan and the Fang family. If it wasn't Fang Yan, if it wasn't the Fang family, how could he have encountered such a thing? How could he have been forced to take poison
Even his own wife hated him the same way. That hateful woman, why did she force them and their son to celebrate the Spring Festival in this hellish place
He still had hope. What if this was fake? The man in black was played by Fang Yan or his friends. They just wanted to punish him for his contempt and hostility towards them. This was actually a realistic farce.
He lay in the snow for a long time until the cell phone in his pocket rang, and he finally came back to his senses.
He climbed out of the snow, took out his cell phone, looked at the caller ID, then hung up the call and turned off the phone.
He doesn't want to talk now.
"Either they die or you die-----" the hoarse man in black robe said threateningly.
This is really a dilemma. He doesn't want to die, he can't die, he must live.
But, is this the reason for letting the Fang family die
He searched everywhere and finally found the transparent glass bottle from the snow.
He only needs to pour the drop of liquid in the bottle into the soup, and he will complete the task and get the reward of continuing to survive----
He stuffed the glass bottle into the hidden pocket of his windbreaker, shook off the snow and wind on his body, and walked back home as if nothing had happened.
When Zhou Fan returned to Fang's house, Fang Yijing was already waiting for him at the gate of the yard.
Fang Yijing saw Zhou Fan and said, "Zhou Fan, let's talk."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the room.
Zhou Fan followed Fang Yijing, and after they entered the room, Fang Yijing closed the door.
Fang Yijing looked at her expressionless husband, sighed softly, and said, "Zhou Fan, I know you don't want to come here, I know you don't like my family ----- numerology also says that you are not happy here. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and it is not appropriate to go back at this time. After eating the New Year's Eve dinner tomorrow night, you can go back with the numerology. It's rare for me to go home, and I will stay at home for a while. My father is in poor health, and I have not been by his side for many years. This time I come back, no matter what, I have to stay by his side to fulfill my filial duty."
Zhou Fan held his wife's hand and said, "Why wouldn't I want to come? If I didn't want to come, I wouldn't have come. It's not that I don't like you, it's just that there are some misunderstandings. I will stay and have the New Year's Eve dinner with you. If there is nothing else after the New Year, I will stay here with you for a few days. Your family is my family."
"Zhou Fan?" Fang Yijing looked at her husband in surprise. It had only been a short while since she last saw him, how could he have changed so much? He didn't answer the phone just now and even hung up and turned off the phone. Wasn't it because he was not happy with her and her family
Zhou Fan grinned and said, "I just figured out a lot of things. I do have some problems, and I will communicate with them properly."
"Zhou Fan, thank you." Fang Yijing held her husband's hand tightly and said gratefully.
Eat dumplings on New Year’s Eve.
According to the old rules of Yanziwu, dumplings are not the main dish of the New Year's Eve dinner, but fish, meat, seafood, wild vegetables and wild vegetables are the main dishes, but they are an indispensable reunion meal. After eating and drinking well, eat a few steaming dumplings, leaving oil in the corners of your mouth and a fragrant taste on your lips and teeth. That wonderful feeling of happiness can last from the old year to the new year.
On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, Fang Yan did not go out. He stayed at home with his mother and three aunts making dumplings. His mother, Lu Wan, took out two pieces of white jade from her purse, washed them with clean water, and then solemnly wrapped them into the dumpling fillings, saying, "These are auspicious dumplings. Whoever eats them will be the most blessed person."
Fang Mengying's face was filled with joy, and she said in a crisp voice, "I will definitely eat it."
Aunt Fang Yixin took a look at the white jade of excellent quality and said jokingly, "You are willing to give it up."
Zhou Mingli was sitting on the sofa playing games. When he saw his aunt putting white jade into the dumplings, he said with disgust, "How disgusting. I hope I didn't eat it."
Fang Yan raised his eyebrows and wanted to get angry, but Lu Wan gave him a look that told him not to cause trouble.
Fang Yan didn't want to make his mother angry on New Year's Eve, so he washed the flour off his hands and said to Zhou Mingli, "Mingli, don't you want to see me split bricks with one hand? Come on, I'll take you to see it for yourself."
Zhou Mingli looked at Fang Yan suspiciously and said, "Are you lying?"
"How can you deceive people with something like this?" Fang Yan asked with a smile. "Are you worried that the bricks are fake or that your hands are fake?"
Zhou Mingli thought about it, quit the game, and said, "I want to see if you are bragging."
Fang Yijing looked at Zhou Mingli who followed Fang Yan out, and said worriedly: "Is Mingli okay?"
Lu Wan glanced at her and said, "Don't worry. Fang Yan is a sensible person."
Fang Yixin glanced at his younger sister and said, "Yijing, you should also persuade the father and son to come back happily so that the whole family can spend a happy reunion year together. How wonderful it would be."
Fang Yijing smiled softly and said, "We talked about it yesterday. Zhou Fan said he had figured out a lot of things. He said there were misunderstandings and he would get along well with everyone."
Fang Yixin nodded and said, "That's more appropriate. He is the son-in-law of our Fang family. Otherwise, how could he have the opportunity to eat and drink in our Yanziwu?"
Fang Yijing smiled and didn't respond.
The people of Yanziwu are naturally proud, while people outside think that Yanziwu has nothing to be proud of. The contradiction is too big, and no matter how hard she tries, it is difficult to resolve. Some things cannot be said too bluntly. If she tells her husband that Yanziwu is actually the guardian of China, Zhou Fan will definitely suspect that she has some mental illness.
In this technological age, who would still believe that such a group of people would exist
Fang Yan brought Zhou Mingli to the bank of Shihezi and picked up a complete blue brick from the corner of the backyard of Li's house. He handed the brick, which was still covered with ice, to Zhou Mingli and said, "Lift this brick up and I'll break it."
"How to lift it?" Zhou Mingli asked while grabbing the blue brick, not afraid of getting his hands dirty.
"Raise both hands." Fang Yan said. "Hold one corner with each hand."
Zhou Mingli followed Fang Yan's instructions and raised the brick above his head, and asked, "Is that so?"
"That's right." Fang Yan said. "Hold it up."
Fang Yan gave instructions and began to pretend to be lucky.
His mouth was tightly closed, with his cheeks puffed up high, like a frog with its body filled with air.
"Open." Fang Yan slapped the blue brick.
Zhou Mingli's body took a few steps back, but the blue brick was intact. Not to mention being split in half, there was not even a trace of a crack.
Zhou Mingli stood up straight, looked at Fang Yan with contempt, and said, "Are you capable of this? If not, I'll go back. Who wants to see you acting like a fool here?"
"Try again." Fang Yan said embarrassedly. "The angle was wrong just now. Lift the brick up and I'll chop it again. It will work this time."
Zhou Mingli thought about it and figured that since it was here anyway, he raised the blue brick again.
Fang Yan exerted force suddenly, and his hand knife cut towards the middle of the blue brick like lightning.
Snap----
Zhou Mingli just felt his arms wave, and the blue brick in his hand split into two pieces.
He looked at Fang Yan in disbelief and said, "Really?"
"There's something even more exciting. Do you want to see it?" Fang Yan said with a smile, his voice full of temptation.
"what else?"
Fang Yan pointed to a crooked tree nearby and said, "Climb up this tree and drop the brick. I'll cut the brick off as it falls. When it hits the ground, you'll find that one brick will become two."
"Impossible?" Zhou Mingli's curiosity was aroused. "Do you think this is a movie?"
"If you don't believe me, try it?"
Zhou Mingli looked at the crooked tree and said, "This tree is icy and slippery. I'm afraid I can't climb up."
"Forget it then." Fang Yan said. "I'll show you next spring when you come."
Zhou Mingli hesitated again and again, but still didn't want to give up, so he said to Fang Yan: "I'll try to crawl, you help me."
"Okay." Fang Yan agreed reluctantly.
With the help of Fang Yan, Zhou Mingli finally climbed up the crooked tree after great effort.
Zhou Mingli hugged the tree trunk and shouted to Fang Yan: "Give me the brick."
"Bricks? What bricks?" Fang Yan asked Zhou Mingli with a confused look on his face.
"Didn't you say that I would climb up and throw bricks at you? Will you chop me?" Zhou Mingli had a bad feeling.
"Oh. That's true." Fang Yan said. "But just now I thought about it and felt that my strength is not enough - I will go back and practice. When I am ready, I will come over and split bricks for you to see. Don't worry, I will be able to split bricks in the air by next spring at the latest."
After Fang Yan finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the village.
"Hey, Fang Yan----" Zhou Mingli was scared and hugged the crooked tree and yelled. "Put me down, Fang Yan, you bastard, put me down----"
"Fang Yan, you are nothing. You dare to trick me. Let me show you how I will kill you-----"
"Fang Yan----cousin----help-----"
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Deep in the jungle, a man in a black robe watched the scene like a mountain ghost.
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