from the fast-wearing self

Chapter 796 No.30 Four Tasks: The Source of the Curse ([-])

The van stopped at the entrance of Taoyi Village.

The village is full of small roads, and cars cannot enter.

After getting out of the car, Feng Buyu handed 50 yuan to Jiang Jun, but Jiang Jun refused on the spot: "Oh, no money, no money, this way of earning money is something that your father suggested to me, if I accept If you have money, who am I, hurry up and find Aunt Qiu!"

"But..." Feng Buyu wanted to say something, but Jiang Jun rolled up the car window without hesitation. Feng Buyu couldn't help but waved at Jiang Jun, and then dragged the Queen Mother into the village.

The Queen Mother didn't cry any more, she looked thoughtful, her complexion was not pretty, and the emotions in her eyes were very complicated.

Feng Buyu could tell what the Queen Mother was thinking when she saw the expression on her face. She was shocked by what Jiang Jun said just now, let alone the Queen Mother!After all, judging from Queen Mother's actions, she has never forgotten Wang Lin.

The lover in her memory in the past may not be the lover she thought she was, but a werewolf who planned and planned. The impact is not ordinary!
The original owner had never been to Taoyi Village before.

But when he was on the phone with Grandma Wang, Grandma Wang told him her detailed address, asked him to come and play when he was free, and told him a lot of pastoral anecdotes. The original owner yearned for that kind of carefree life, but He didn't want to bring trouble to Grandma Wang, so no matter how much he expected, he held back.

Thinking of this, Feng Buyu sighed again.

Taoyi Village is not big. There are only three families with three surnames, namely Jiang, Tang and Lin. The Jiang family basically lives at the end of the village and is called Jiangjiawan. Good to inquire about.

There are not many people in the village, most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. They are basically working at the moment, or they are picking vegetables in the field. After seeing Feng Buyu and the Queen Mother, they all looked at them with curious eyes .

Feng Buyu walked along the small road, and after walking along the main road for a while, he asked the old man who was driving ducks by the road where Jiangjiawan was going.

"Over there."

The old man held a bamboo pole in his hand, with gray hair and hale and hearty spirit. The duck was driven forward by him, its wings flapping desperately in the air.

"Thank you." After thanking Feng Buyu politely, he took the Queen Mother to the direction pointed by the old man.

It is a small road with overgrown weeds on both sides of the road. The road surface is a dirt road many years ago. It may be because of the rain in the past few days. The muddy road surface is not easy to walk.

It’s okay if you don’t say a word, you can walk forward step by step even if you wear sports shoes, even if they are a little sticky, the queen mother is miserable, wearing high heels, the muddy road is full of holes made by her high heels, and sometimes the heels of high heels I got stuck in the dirt road and couldn't pull it out.

The Queen Mother was not in the mood to think about Wang Lin at the moment, her face flushed with anxiety, but the road was too narrow, and she was afraid that if she pulled her heels too hard, she would fall into the nearby paddy field.

Seeing the embarrassment of the Queen Mother, Feng Buyu could only let the Queen Mother lie on his back and carry her away. At first, the Queen Mother was a little hesitant, but then she thought that it was really difficult for her to walk in high heels. Behind the silence.

The original owner is now an adult man anyway, and the queen mother is not heavy, and carrying her is like carrying a chicken without a word, and there is no burden at all.

The Queen Mother was a little uneasy, and would ask Feng Buyu if she was tired from time to time, and she was relieved only after getting a negative answer from Feng Buyu, but after a while, she would ask again.

The path next to the paddy field is not long, and after a while, I went to the path on the dry field. The path on the dry field is much better, only the middle part is a bit wet. The Queen Mother wanted to come down and walk by herself, but was refused by Feng Buyu: "Forget it. Come on mom, it's better for me to carry you on my back, so that I can walk faster."

"Then are you tired?"

"You're not tired, don't worry."

Feng Buyu was very angry, and the Queen Mother no longer forced herself after hearing what she said.

She has never been to such a poor and backward place in her life. After she was with Wang Lin, Wang Lin never brought her back. After Wang Lin died, she bought a cemetery in the cemetery, and the funeral was from the city. out.

It was getting late, the sun was setting, and the red clouds formed an ink painting in the sky, shining red light on the ground, and there were people digging and farming around, so the wind went up to them and asked them where Jiangjiawan was.

Just like this, I walked all the way and asked, and soon arrived at Jiangjiawan, and arrived at Grandma Wang's house.

At this time, it only took more than ten minutes to walk here from the entrance of the village, which shows how small the village is.

Grandma Wang’s house is very dilapidated. It is an old-fashioned tile-drilled house. There are firewood everywhere in the huge yard. When the wind is quiet, I see Grandma Wang sitting on the threshold and mending clothes in the sun. Jiang Tao sits beside her. Fan her.

Both of them are old, their hair is gray, their faces are full of wrinkles, they squint their eyes when they see everything, and they look completely old-fashioned, especially Grandma Wang, who doesn't look like someone in her 60s at all.

According to what Jiang Jun said, the two bumped into each other when they were young, but now they have a good relationship when they are old, Feng Buyu smiled slightly, with uncontrollable joy in her heart, she stepped forward two steps, and said openly: "Grandma .”

The Queen Mother got off Feng Buyu's back when she arrived in Jiangjia Village. Now she is following Feng Buyu, looking at her former mother-in-law with complicated eyes. This is the first time the two have met since she remarried. When we met, seeing the once young mother-in-law turned into what she is now, the Queen Mother felt a little bit sad.

When Grandma Wang heard someone calling her, she raised her head and looked at the source of the sound. When she saw the person standing in front of her, she was slightly taken aback, then rubbed her eyes suspiciously, and looked blankly at Jiang Tao beside her: "Old man, my eyes seem to be blurred. I saw my grandson coming."

"It's Lin Zi's son?" Jiang Tao was also confused: "Why did he come?"

"That's why I'm dazzled." Grandma Wang glared at Jiang Tao, and after a while she looked at Feng and said nothing: "Why is Ah Lang still here..."

Feng Buyu never expected that he would come to find Grandma Wang, and Grandma Wang's first reaction would be so cute, she couldn't laugh or cry for a moment: "Grandma, it's me, I'm Ah Lang, I'm here to see you."

Feng Silently raised his voice.

Grandma Wang's cloudy eyes suddenly became a little unbelievable. She widened her eyes, and her eyes seemed to be clearer at this moment: "A Lang, why are you back?" She was very happy, and before Feng could answer without saying a word, the wrinkles on her face stretched out: "You said you, and you didn't say anything when you came back suddenly, and there is nothing good at home..."

Jiang Tao slowly stood up from the ground. He was about ten years older than Grandma Wang, but he looked about the same age as Grandma Wang in her 60s. Grandma Wang lost her vitality because she lost her husband and lost her son in the middle age.

"I'll go shopping right away." Jiang Tao smiled. Compared with Grandma Wang's undisguised joy, his eyes were a little more uncomfortable.

When Wang Lin came with him back then, he didn't regard Wang Lin as a human being. He didn't expect that not only would he not hold grudges, but he would also give a sum of money to his family when he grew up. Later, seeing the family's difficulties, he sent money several times one after another. Such a good child, but it is a pity that he did not live long, and died at the age of 22.

I didn't feel much when I was young, but the older I get, the more guilty I feel, the more I like to recall the past, and the more I feel sorry for Wang Lin.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tao sighed slightly.

(End of this chapter)