Chapter 1016

It was a very ordinary wooden house. It looked even more dilapidated than Zhang Xiaohua's Guozhuang House. At this moment, the lights in the wooden house were already lit up. The village women must have known that Meng was going to stay in the village tonight.

"We're back!" A man yelled at the top of his lungs, startling a few birds on a nearby tree.

In an instant, the previously quiet village immediately became lively. First, a few children ran out from the small houses, shouting "Daddy!" as they scrambled to be the first to pounce on the men.

When they arrived in front of the children, the men threw their weapons and prey on the ground. Then, they hugged their children and raised them up high. Then, they put their unshaven faces close to the children's faces, causing the children to giggle crazily …

A few village women also came over at this time and took the weapons and prey that the man had thrown down. They stood beside their men and children and looked at them with smiles. From time to time, they would stretch out their hands and knock away the grass, leaves, branches, and other things on the men's bodies. Then, these men and children slowly walked back to the village and returned to their own houses.

Meng and Zhang Xiaohua walked at the back. Looking at the happy family, their hearts were filled with tenderness. At the same time, they also felt a slight pain. Although the pain was different, they secretly held each other's hands. Zhang Xiaohua whispered in Meng's ear, "These … we will have them …"

"Okay …" Meng replied in an even lower voice. Her face was slightly red. Although Zhang Xiaohua's last sentence disappointed her, it was sweet to hear it.

"My parents … are also waiting for me at home. My brother and sister-in-law's children have grown up. If you go back with me, you will be as happy as them …"

"Ya, you … go back to your house first. I will go back and pack up. You haven't been back for a long time. The uncles and aunts in the village will welcome you!"

After Sikong finished speaking, he smiled and took the things to the house not far away.

Zhang Xiaohua and Meng waited in front of the wooden house. They saw Lady Jiu coming out. She smiled when she saw them, "I was about to ask the children to call you. Coincidentally, we met Sikong."

"Yes, where did Si Gong and the rest go hunting?"

"Who knows where they went?

They came back early today. I think they had a good harvest. Ya, um, and Xiaoyao, you guys go in first. The other aunts and I have already tidied up the house.

I will go back to see Niuniu's father and make some delicious food … "

Meng waved her hand and said, "Lady Jiu, don't bother. I … I don't have any appetite …"

"Alas, child, the dead cannot be brought back to life. You have to live well so that your mother and Grandma Qiu can rest in peace in the underworld.

Oh right, I made your favorite rabbit meat soup. You should drink a few more bowls later … "

After saying that, Lady Jiu left in a hurry.

Looking at Lady Jiu's back, Meng murmured, "They are so good to me."

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "Yes, they watched you grow up. They treat you like their own child. Of course, they like you from the bottom of their hearts!"

"But … they have their own lives. I … am not their family after all!"

Zhang Xiaohua held Meng's hand and said, "They are not, but I am!"

"Yes, I know." Meng bit her lip and pulled Zhang Xiaohua into the wooden house.

The wooden house was very simple. In the middle was a room like a hall. There was a large low wooden table with a few low stools beside it. There was a tea set on the table, which didn't look expensive. There were also some common furnishings in the village. It was similar to the central room of the Guozhuang House. There were two wooden walls on both sides of the central room, which separated two rooms. Meng hesitated for a moment and walked into the room on the right. Zhang Xiaohua brought a candle to accompany her.

This was obviously a woman's boudoir. As soon as they entered, they saw a dressing table with a dusty bronze mirror on it. Next to the mirror was a small box. Next to the dressing table was a maroon wooden cabinet. It wasn't locked. Next to the wooden wall was a rough wooden bed.

At this time, there was nothing on the wooden bed, only a bare wooden board.

Meng walked to the dressing table and raised her hand to wipe off the dust on the bronze mirror. Then she looked at her face with the candle in Zhang Xiaohua's hand. She was in a daze. It seemed that under the candle, in the bronze mirror, she saw the scene of her mother putting yellow flowers on the mirror more than ten years ago.

After a long while, Meng sighed and raised her hand to open the small box. There were many compartments in the box, but those compartments were already empty. When Meng was about to close the box, her eyes focused. She saw something in a small compartment on the lid. When she reached out and took it out, it was a wooden hairpin. The hairpin was very rough and there were no patterns. It was similar to a chopstick. Meng carefully rubbed it a few times and held it in her hand.

Looking up at the wooden cabinet, Meng opened it again. As expected, it was empty.

Meng looked at it carefully and then reluctantly put it down.

Looking at the empty room, Meng came to the room on the left again.

The room on the left was obviously bigger than the one on the right. There were two wooden beds, one small and one big. This room was even emptier than the previous one. Except for the wooden bed, there was nothing else.

However, Meng still walked over and sat on the small bed. She closed her eyes and seemed to be thinking about something … At this time, footsteps came again. Zhang Xiaohua looked back and saw Sikong.

At this time, Sikong had changed into a new set of clothes. His face looked a little energetic.

Sikong entered the wooden house. Following Zhang Xiaohua's light, he saw Meng sitting on the bed and said with a smile, "That's the bed you've been sleeping on since you were a child. I helped … Granny Qiu make it. Granny Qiu lives here, so it's convenient for her to take care of you at night."

Then he looked around the room and said, "Before your mother left, she left half of her things to you and Granny Qiu. She gave the other half to the villagers. She … she hoped that the villagers would treat you well … Later, you were lost. Before Granny Qiu left, she gave the things in this room to the villagers."

"You know, the villagers are very kind, but … but they are also very poor …"

"It's okay. Sikong, uncle and aunt live a very hard life. They also took care of me when I was a child. These things should be given to them … I … I just want to see the things my mother used when she was alive …"

Sikong's eyes fell on the wooden hairpin in Meng's hand and said, "This hairpin belongs to your mother!

She didn't give it to anyone. Even Granny Qiu left it behind when she passed away. I don't know why, but I think she wanted to give it to you! "

"Oh, that's good. Sikong, I don't want anything. I just want this hairpin!" Meng nodded.

"By the way, Ya … will you … live here in the future?" Sikong suddenly asked.

Meng shook her head, "No, I … although you are very kind to me and treat me as your family … but … but I can't remember you at all … I …"

Meng was a little sad.

Sikong sighed, "It's good that you don't live here. You're still young and have a long life ahead of you. Although life here is simple, it's also hard. It doesn't suit you … maybe in the future … when you want to come back, you can come back … I'll let the others keep this wooden house for you …"

Meng shook her head, "No, Sikong, life in the village is very difficult. I see that Lady Jiu lives in straw huts. If it's possible, let's let them live in this wooden house!"

"Sigh, your mother was very kind to the villagers. No one is willing to live in this wooden house. It's just a memento …"

"One year, ten years, or forty years can all be mementos. What about fifty years, sixty years?

Sikong, mementos are in the heart. This wooden house is empty anyway. It's better to let everyone live in it! "

"Mm, okay. I'll tell Lady Jiu later."

"By the way, Sikong, I … I don't want to leave my mother, but … she's buried here … I'll miss her …"

Sikong thought for a moment, then said, "Ya, you're still young. Maybe you don't think so much.

Your mother must be someone with a story outside. She … why did she come to this isolated place while pregnant with you and live here for decades?

Didn't she like the peace and quiet here?

After she died, she told us to bury her on the mountain ridge. She didn't say anything else. Didn't she want to breathe the free air here after she died? "

"I think you should respect your mother's wishes and not touch her grave. Let her rest here peacefully. If you miss her, you can come and visit. Anyway, you already know how to get here!"

"Mm, Sikong is right. I didn't think it through!" Meng said after thinking for a moment.

"Also … Fourth Elder Brother, my mother … did she say anything … about what happened to her outside?"

Sikong shook his head, "No, we just guessed that your mother was very powerful outside because she taught us martial arts moves …"

"Then … did my mother … say anything about my … father?" Meng's voice trembled when she asked this question. Her eyes flashed with hope!

However, Sikong still shook his head, "Your mother never mentioned it when she was alive. And … I also asked Granny Qiu. At that time, she wanted to send you to your father because of your serious illness. But Granny Qiu didn't know anything about it …"

"Sigh …" Meng sighed and didn't know what to say.

"Young man."

Si Gong turned to Zhang Xiaohua and said, "Xiaoya is the child of our entire village. You … You must treat her well in the future. If … The old man knows that you don't treat her well, even if I have to risk my life, I will settle the score with you!"

Before Zhang Xiaohua said anything, Meng's face turned red.

Zhang Xiaohua held the candle and said with a smile, "Sikong, don't worry. Ya is my senior sister. Her martial arts are better than mine. She will bully me in the future. How can I bully her?

You should worry more about my miserable life! "

"Zhang Xiaohua …" Meng's face turned red. She forgot to call Zhang Xiaohua Ren Xiaoyao!

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