Twenty Years of Corpse Hunting in The Yellow River

Chapter 642: See you grandma and grandson

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My mood, I don't know how to describe it, I keep pace, and I keep looking into the room. However, I couldn't see anything, I could only hear the occasional voice of the midwife.

My destiny is so many twists and turns, I am only afraid that I will be involved in Wan Miaoran mother and son. When I was excited, my heart was hanging in my throat. In the end, I couldn't sit still, so I went outside the yard to breathe.

After I left the courtyard, I saw the fortune teller. He was the first friend I met after entering the rivers and lakes. After a few years, the fortune teller was also faintly old. Seeing me coming out of the yard, he came to talk to me, nothing more than to relax my heart.

"Life flies so fast." The fortune teller seemed to be smiling, but also with a lot of emotion: "I remember the first time I saw you, you really looked like a mud-legged man who just came out of the village. You didn't understand anything, you were stupid. Yes, in a blink of an eye, you are the number one person in the river beach. Now you are going to be a father, are you excited?"

"Excited, happy..." As soon as I said, thinking of the child who was about to be born, for some reason, I suddenly thought of Fang Tian.

In my life, there are many unforgettable people and things, Fang Tian, has been like a brand, deeply imprinted in my heart. As long as I am still alive, this brand will not dissipate.

I can't forget the scene before her death, nor can I forget the words she said to me in her dream.

"If Miss Fang is enlightened in the sky, and seeing you now have a child, she will not blame, but will only rejoice." Seeing that my look was different, the fortuneteller was stunned, knowing that I was thinking of Fang again. sweet.

"Yes, she is very kind. She hopes that I can live and live well..." I answered casually, but didn't want to continue. I was afraid that if I continued, my tears would come out again.

The fortune teller accompanied me to chat outside for a long time. Suddenly, a cry of a baby came out of the yard. I rushed back. Before I reached the door, I saw the midwife open the door and said to me: " Daoxi, Daoxi! He is a little young master, white and fat, mother and child are safe!"

"Okay, okay... It's okay if the mother and child are safe..." I heard the midwife's words, and the heart that had been hanging around finally fell. No matter boys or girls, as long as their mother and child are safe, I will be satisfied.

The midwife went back to the house and worked for a while, and when she was ready, she told me to come in.

Wan Miaoran's face was pale, and her hair was soaked in sweat. Her spirit was very weak. She was lying on the bed, and the newborn child, wrapped in a baby, was beside her.

"You have worked hard..." I saw Wan Miaoran like this, and I knew that she was exhausted by tossing, and after a lot of hardship, her heart suddenly became sore, and she raised her hand to wipe off the sweat from her forehead.

"It's not hard..." Wan Miaoran smiled, lightly side of his face, and said: "He is a son, look, he looks more like you, or more like me..."

I gently picked up the child, even though I had warned myself many times, the moment I picked up the child, I was still inexplicably excited, and tears flowed down my eyes.

I don't know for whom this tear is shed.

The child was white and fat. I looked at him carefully, and suddenly felt that he seemed a lot like the baby Fang Tian gave me in Mengli.

His eyebrows, facial features, face plate, there are my shadows,

There is also a shadow of Wan Miaoran. The little guy was still asleep, frowning slightly.

Perhaps I was holding him and disturbed his dreams. The little guy suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw me, he grinned and might cry, but in a blink of an eye, he laughed again.

I was afraid that I was frivolous, so I quickly put the child back in slowly, looked at the child completely, and said: "I know what you think, Fang... Didn’t Miss Fang say it before, just follow her wish, child It's called May..."

This is a big happy event. Whistlezhuang usually has nothing to be happy about. If you don’t work and don’t do anything, the people in the zhuangzi will be bored. Taking advantage of this opportunity, whistlezhuang will have a big banquet. The crowd was drunk and gleeful.

When encountering such a happy event, I naturally drank a lot, my head was dizzy, the wine was dry, a banquet, from supper until late at night, and it was not gone. I was thinking about their mother and son, sitting I was not sure, and when I drank it late at night, I got up and wanted to take a look.

"The banquet hasn't finished yet, are you going to run away?"

"Never escape the wine today. Whenever you drink, I will stay with you." As soon as I stood up, I felt top-heavy and said, "I take a look at the child, and I will drink when I come back."

I went out here and walked towards the small courtyard where the mother and son Wanmiaoran live. Today’s Whistle Village is immersed in joy. There was silence.

I walked high and low, and when I was halfway, I stopped abruptly.

I saw a figure not far away, standing quietly in the dark. I might be drinking too much. My senses were not as sharp as usual. I realized that there was someone in front of me.

"Who!?"

The figure did not respond, but walked slowly forward. After he had walked a few steps, I suddenly saw that it was a corpse hunter from Huangquan.

It's been a long time since Huangquan's corpse hunter disappeared. I never knew where he went and what he was going to do. If you don't care, it is false, at least I already know that he is my father.

In my impression, my father has always been an adoptive father. I grew up with his adoptive father and regarded him as my biological father.

But some things are irreversible. No matter what I think in my heart, I still can't change this fact.

"You..." When I saw the corpse hunter in Huangquan, I suddenly woke up more than half of my drinking spirit. I think that Huangquan's corpse hunter suddenly came to Shizizhuang at this time, he must have known that my child was just born.

The Huangquan Corpse Collector walked in front of me and stopped. At this time, an indescribable feeling floated in my heart.

The corpse hunter in Huangquan may be really old. The time he was separated from him was not short or long. It was during this time that he seemed to be a lot older. His face is full of wrinkles, not only the temples are white, but the hair on his head is almost half white.

Now it seems that Huangquan's corpse hunter is like an old man, dying in the wind.

His spirit was haggard and he seemed to be in poor condition. Actually, the grievances against him in my heart did not disappear. It was because of his assignment that Fang Tian drifted around with the golden boat, and finally encountered Wankun and died.

I once thought that when I found Huangquan’s corpse hunter, I must question him, why he pushed Fang Tian.

Go to the cusp of the storm.

However, when I saw what he looked like at this time, I couldn't ask again.

I think he may not be doing well these days.

"My grandson, let me have a look." Huangquan's corpse scavenger stood for a long time before finally speaking.

"Okay..." I don't know how to refuse. No matter what happened in the past, the relationship between Huangquan's corpse hunter and Xiao Wuyue is ultimately a grandparent.

I brought the Huangquan Corpse Collector to the outside of the small courtyard, but the Huangquan Corpse Collector refused to enter the door. He said that he was like a trampling out of life. He came here just to take a look at the child.

After I walked in, I talked to Wan Miaoran, and then took Xiao Wuyue out. The corpse hunter Huangquan took Xiao Wuyue lightly, and after a closer look, I found that his eye sockets were already moist.

People are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless, Huangquan corpse hunter, he is after all an individual, a living person.

"Okay, okay..." Huangquan's corpse hunter only took a look, then handed the child to me, and said, "The child looks more like you."

While speaking, the corpse hunter Huangquan tremblingly took out a kit from his arms. After opening the kit, it contained a long-life lock made of gold.

Our custom here is like this. Newborn children, parents or elders, must try to give their children a long life lock, which means peace and prosperity. The poor and small households use brass locks, while those with better backgrounds use silver locks. The rich and large households are all golden locks.

The longevity lock he took out was made of pure gold and very beautiful. He stretched out his trembling hand and put the longevity lock on the child's neck.

"I don't have anything for my grandson. This long-life lock is for the child to wear. It is my little heart." The Huangquan corpse scavenger retracted his hand and said: "There is wind outside, take the child back. Don't catch the cold. …"

I couldn’t help but feel sour again. At this moment, the corpse hunter in Huangquan is no longer the master of the human road. He is like the thousands of old farmers on the river beach, looking at his just-born grandson, and his heart is full. Affectionate.

I took the child back and folded back. The moonlit night was silent, and the corpse hunter from Huangquan looked at me and said nothing for a long time.

He may be trying to say something, but after all he can't say it.

"Fang Tian, she... She died..." I don't want to ask him anything, but Fang Tian's death is like a thorn in my heart. If I don't say it, it will eventually be uncomfortable.

After listening to the Huangquan Corpse Collector, I still didn't say anything. I originally didn't intend to embarrass Huangquan Corpse Collector again because of this incident. However, when I asked this question, I couldn't control my heart.

"You tell me, why did you push her out and why?" I took two steps towards him and asked: "You know that she is not good at skill and lacks experience, but you still tell her to go out and kill her, if you don't call her Then, she... She might not die... Tell me, what the hell is this for?"

Faced with my questioning, the Huangquan Corpse Collector kept silent, and I gradually became a little irritable.

"why do not you talk!?"

"If you ask me why, then I will tell you." The Huangquan corpse hunter raised his head and looked at me and said: "In my whole life, there is only you as a biological flesh and blood. Alive. Now, do you understand?"

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