Mountain gods come to farm

Nan Xun smiled, and could faintly see the little tiger teeth on both sides of him, "At that time, I just wanted to rebuild the mountain temple early." Unlike the orchard, the real temple has been abandoned for many years. All of them are missing one, and it is likely that they were burned by the villagers as firewood.

The words on the plaque had also fallen off, and they could not be seen clearly for a long time, not to mention the dust inside, which was also the case, so that Nan Xun had a space of his own.

As if isolated from the world.

"When I was in college, my grandfather kept telling me that I should study agriculture or animal husbandry. The worst thing I could do was to return to the village and become a village official and lead everyone to get rich. I said yes, and I firmly chose Gujian. Research,"

Nan Xun patted her head embarrassedly: "I thought maybe the temple could be repaired at public expense, but if it doesn't work, I know how to do it myself, so I can do it myself."

Cheap and safe.

Fu Yan couldn't help but sighed softly, "You don't even know what temple it is, but you worship very diligently."

Nan Xun just chuckled, as if he could get rid of his childhood stupidity.

Nan Xun's home is at the outermost edge of the village, facing the roadside, and there are usually not many people walking around.

At this moment, he saw a few people standing at the door from a distance, and there was a black car beside him.

When I got closer and saw that it was the village head and other people, Nan Xun said hello: "Grandpa, uncles, what are you doing here?" It was so strange that it was so lively.

The village chief's face was ugly, and his lips trembled for some reason. Just as he was about to say something to Nan Xun, there was the sound of something being thrown out from the yard.

Nan Youjin sighed, that's all, what should come will come.

Throwing things should only be caused by emotions, and the bigger movement came from a quarrel between a man and a woman.

"Don't talk to me about the child. I've wanted to divorce you for a long time. I said at the beginning that Ah Xun doesn't look like me. You think I, Nan Zhiyong, are stupid and easy to fool, don't you?"

This is Nan Zhiyong who has been working outside all the year round. Nan Xun used to call him "Father". Sometimes he would look at him, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

"I didn't want to keep you. I didn't keep our own child. If I had no child at that time, wouldn't you just divorce me so that you could run away with that vixen?" Xu Xiao'e roared.

"You're getting excited, aren't you? How many times have I told you that she is my boss's niece? If I like her, they may not like me either!"

"Okay, you've admitted it, and you've fallen for the other party's idea. Unfortunately, I insisted on giving you a son, for fear that others would look down on us. If it wasn't for this son, my daughter wouldn't have died. !" Xu Xiao'e patted Nan Zhiyong's chest with her palm, chattering endlessly, spit out all the words she shouldn't have said.

Nan Zhiyong really hated this shrew, but suddenly realized something, and opened his eyes wide: "Please tell me clearly, what a poor daughter!"

Combined with what the village chief said, Nan Zhiyong had a terrible idea. He pointed at Xu Xiao'e: "I said that something was wrong with you at that time. You, you, did you give birth to a daughter in the county hospital?"

Nan Zhiyong was not at home when Xu Xiaoe gave birth. The place where he worked provided a dormitory, but there was no phone in the dormitory. In addition, Nan Youjin bothered Xu Xiaoe like a resentful woman all day long. to hang up.

Nan Zhiyong looked at Xu Xiao'e like a demon, "Did you sell my daughter or...kill her?"

Xu Xiaoe's hair was messed up, her eyes were distracted, and she laughed loudly: "Why, do you actually like your daughter more in your heart? Unfortunately, it's too late, I put her in a bag and threw her into the hospital's trash can?"

Nan Zhiyong felt chills all over his body at this moment, and felt that the woman in front of him was more disgusting than he imagined.

Like a broken pot, Nan Zhiyong pushed Xu Xiao'e to the ground, "I have nothing to say to people like you. We didn't get a certificate back then. I have a legal wife now, not the one you think woman."

"It's a hundred times better than you and that woman. We have several big houses in the city. I was willing to go home every year because we have no children."

Xu Xiao'e kept kicking him on the ground angrily, crying desperately: "I knew it, I knew it, no man who went out could resist the temptation. I have been feeding the dog for so many years!"

After finishing speaking, he crawled over and tore Nan Zhiyong's clothes, "Give me back my son! I gave birth to him with all my might!"

Nan Zhiyong impatiently kicked Xu Xiaoe again. The table happened to be behind Xu Xiaoe. This kick made her head fall back and hit the corner of the table heavily. She looked at Nan Zhiyong with her eyes wide open. I didn't speak anymore.

Nan Zhiyong was also taken aback. After he realized it, the first thing he did was to grab his bag and run out the door, but he obviously didn't know that the people at the door had been watching the show for a long time.

The people outside were also stunned by this series of news, and they didn't react until Fu Yan touched Nan Xun's head with his hand and looked at him with pity.

He never expected to see so many people when he opened the door, cold sweat broke out on Nan Zhiyong's forehead, he looked at Nan Xun pretending to be calm and said: "Your mother accidentally knocked on the corner of the table, I went to the street to get her medicine. "

As he said that, he was about to run out without waiting for anyone's reaction. The village chief's ugly face suddenly changed, and he motioned for others to hold him down.

"Hey, what are you arresting me for, let me go, I can't afford to pay for road repairs like you!"

The village head led people into the house to check, Nan Xun and Fu Yan looked at each other, seeing that Nan Zhiyong couldn't run away for a while, they followed in to have a look.

Xu Xiaoe sat down under the corner of the table, the ground was already bright red.

Nan Xun saw the ghost running out of Xu Xiaoe's body, and said to the village chief, "...he's already dead."

Xu Xiaoe's ghost was a little dazed at first, and after figuring out what was going on, she looked around for Nan Zhiyong's figure, but she was scorched by the sun as soon as she went out, so she quickly shrank back.

A ghost that has just formed is not yet mature.

The village head sighed long, and patted Nan Xun on the shoulder: "Don't be too sad." He didn't know that Nan Xun had already known the truth.

Nan Xun: "I'm not sad at all."

This is the story of a cheating man and a psychotic woman. Everyone is responsible for killing their own daughter. Nan Xun really can't imagine.

So when she was rescued in danger, she stole someone else's son very naturally!

Nan Xun glanced in the direction of Xu Xiao'e's ghost: "This kind of person will go to the [-]th floor of hell after death, I suddenly thank her for ignoring me for so many years, so that when I know the truth, I will not be afraid of you." Hesitantly...hating her."

Everyone in the village was silent, because speaking of it, everyone had gossip to some extent, but no one tried to dissuade Xu Xiao'e from being nice to Nan Xun.

The child is only able to see certain things, and those things are also there in the first place.

The village chief didn't know what to say for a while, he could only sigh again and again, and then said to Nan Xun: "You are a good boy, Grandpa is sorry for you."

Nan Xun said: "Grandpa is not your fault. You have told her many times, and I alone know a lot. It is my...fate."

Originally, I just came back to get some things, but I didn't expect to encounter such a big drama, which ended with Xu Xiao'e's death and Nan Zhiyong being sent to the Public Security Bureau for investigation.

Nan Youjin always felt sorry for his children for so many years, and Xu Xiaoe's death also made him understand that some things cannot be ignored, so he told the police about Nan Youjin's bigamy, and the direction of the case suddenly changed.

Because there is suspicion of intentional homicide.

Before the village chief left the police station, he took a look at Nan Zhiyong, "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, I can no longer watch you do evil."

Nan Xun's nominal younger brother was cheated from Xu Xiao'e by Nan Zhiyong on the grounds that his old mother wanted to see his grandson the day before, and now he is at Nan Zhiyong's wife's house.

Although Nan Xun said that she was not sad, but it was true that her mood was very complicated.

He took his household registration book and the things he needed, took a last look at the house, and left.

Before leaving, he kept only part of his money for living and tuition fees, and gave the rest to the village chief, "Let's build a road. With so much money, build it as long as you can. If it's not enough, I'll earn it in the future." Bring it back."

Nan Youjin waved his hand: "If it's not so much, you can take some back... Well, Ah Xun, don't think you talk too much, why do you have so much!"

He had never seen so much money in his life.

Nan Xun pointed to Fu Yan: "The master helped me earn it. We took some supernatural cases, and the sufferers were very generous."

The village chief looked at Fu Yan thoughtfully, and nodded: "That's good, that's good. In the future... come back and have a look if you want to come back. As long as Grandpa is alive, you will always have your home here."

Nan Xun turned her head, pulled Fu Yan and left without looking back.

On the way, Nan Xun didn't speak, Fu Yan thought about it and said to him: "Is it still sad?"

Nan Xun was stunned for a moment, he couldn't explain his feelings, and said with emotion: "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, you must first work hard on your heart and muscles... You say, what does God want to train me to be? Woolen cloth?"

Fu Yan was amused by the child, and reached out to pat his head: "Cultivate you... how to face injustice must be an upright person."

Nan Xun clenched his fists and said yes, then he recited loudly... "Speaking of a Boy"

The smile on the corner of Fu Yan's mouth gradually deepened.

Each of us has to experience ups and downs, joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in this life to be a complete life. We always want to ask why it is me or why it is not me, but sometimes it is more important than the answer,

How do you still stick to your own heart in the process of finding the answer.

There is nothing to be afraid of in the mud. It is rare to get out of the mud without being stained, isn't it?

There will never be a correct answer to Nan Xun's troubles, but after thinking about it, he feels a lot easier.

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Nan Xun: What should I say...

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