The weasel, who stood up and was half a human tall, lay in the dense forest, staring at Qin Fan with his eyes.

Since that time when Qin Fan drove it to the Qin family's old house, this animal has not been here for a long time.

Thinking about it, he should have been timid in his heart, and he was a little afraid of Qin Fan, so he didn't dare to disturb his leisure at night.

At night, Sanshi Village is unusually quiet, and there is rarely the slightest sound of wind and grass.

The squirming movement of the weasel lying in the forest made Qin Fan's ears almost stand up.

After this person was in a stalemate for a long time, Qin Fan made a compromise move first.

The cold water in the wooden bucket had now bottomed out, Qin Fan didn't look at the weasel anymore, and walked directly to the kitchen with the bucket.

The weasel lying in the forest followed closely behind, but the animal was frightened before, and only dared to shuttle back and forth in the forest of the back mountain, and after a while, it finally disappeared.

After washing the mud and dirt, Qin Fan's whole person felt quiet from the inside out.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and after the room was ventilated, the stench had mostly faded.

Qin Fan didn't think about anything, he just folded his clothes and lay on the bed, after dawn, he had to rush to the field to sow seeds.

As soon as the sky was bright, the courtyard of the Yao family ushered in three people who were about to leave Sanshi Village.

"Alas, old sister, you are really miserable, the child is the flesh of the mother's heart, only those of us who are old and become mothers can understand you. ”

Outside the house, Jin Ju was holding a bran basin for feeding chickens, and people were standing in the yard talking to Aunt He.

She got up early every morning, added the breakfast that people ate to the pot, burned the wood and cooked it, and then began to prepare the chickens and ducks again.

Yao's family raised a lot of poultry, which was not available before, since Qin Fan gave living expenses, Jin Ju used it to buy a lot of chickens and ducks.

In addition, Yao's family originally had two pigs, and this early morning meal alone was enough for her to be busy.

When Qin Fan heard the movement, the rice in the pot was already ready.

He had slept too late the previous night, and his temples were pounding when he woke up in the morning.

Aunt He and the three of them came to say goodbye to Qin Fan, and by the way, they returned the key to the Qin family's old mansion to him.

The three of them came to Sanshi Village, just to see if the missing He Kunsheng was here.

Although the person has not been found at the moment, the TV station promised that it would leave a section in the newspaper to make a missing person notice.

The address left in the newspaper was Aunt He's home address, and since this was done, she always wanted to hurry home, hoping that one day her son would be able to open the door himself.

"Auntie, you're leaving here so soon, why don't you stay for two more days?" Qin Fan asked.

The three of them appeared in the courtyard of Yao's house early in the morning, and when they left, they still looked the same as when they came, looking so honest and simple.

"No, no, I've lived here for so long, it's strange to cause you trouble, and we still need someone to take care of it at home, so we have to go back quickly." ”

Aunt He waved her hand and asked her two godsons to take out cash from their pockets and give it to Qin Fan.

They only lived in the Qin family's old mansion for just over a week, and during this time, they bought all the food and drink by themselves.

Qin Fan naturally wouldn't accept this money, and after several shirks, the three of them finally let go of the idea of giving money.

"This is my phone number, remember to call me when you go back to report that you are safe, and if there is anything going on at home, just call me." ”

Qin Fan left his phone number, wanting to keep the three of them for breakfast again.

But after thinking about it, the Yao family didn't make their own decisions, and when the words came to their mouths, they didn't say it, but carried the burden for them and wanted to send people to the village.

As soon as a few people came out of Yao's yard, Aunt He and they immediately asked Qin Fan to go back for breakfast.

"Good baby, thank you for those things before, if I really have the life to see my son one day, I must bring him to thank you. ”

Standing on the cement road, Aunt He said very kindly to Qin Fan.

Thinking that if He Kunsheng was still alive in the world, I am afraid that he would be as tall as Qin Fan now.

"Remember to call me when you get home. ”

Qin Fan waved to the three of them, and soon in a layer of mist, he watched the people disappear around the corner and walk straight to the village.

In the early morning, Sanshi Village was like water everywhere, wet, standing in the mist, Qin Fan shivered.

He felt a little sad in his heart inexplicably, like sympathy for Aunt He and their disappointed return, and like helplessness about this matter.

After all, the world is big, and I don't know how many people go missing and die every day, and whether they can be found or not is another matter.

"I just saw her give you money, why don't you take it?"

When several members of the Yao family were sitting around the table eating breakfast, Jin Ju suddenly asked Qin Fan.

"It's not easy for their family, it's all life-saving money, how can I ask for it casually. ”

Qin Fan made a deep voice and looked at the white rice porridge in the bowl.

Did Jin Ju listen to what he said before, it is difficult to digest if you eat too much coarse grain porridge, or is polished rice and white noodles more nourishing.

"I didn't expect you kid to be full of sympathy, knowing that some money is hot. Jin Ju sneered and went back to the kitchen with the empty bowl.

She's such a weird person sometimes, she doesn't forgive people with a mouth on weekdays, and she can say anything harsh and mean.

But sometimes when I see someone's family having a miserable life, my heart is like making tofu.

Everyone in Yao's family knew that Aunt He and the three of them came to say goodbye this morning, Yao Qing specially instructed that the house had been uninhabited for a long time before, and now that someone has lived in it, it must be a little more popular.

The house is in disrepair, don't go if you have nothing to do, wait for when you have spare money in hand, you can repair it, and put it there as a souvenir.

"The beams of that house were carried down by me and your father when I went up the mountain, and I haven't gone out since I was paralyzed, you see when you carry me over, I also want to see the old house of the Qin family. ”

Yao Qingdao, when he spoke, his face was very calm, unlike when he talked to Qin Fan before, he always had emotions that he couldn't hide.

"Okay, when I've sown all the seeds today, I'll carry you over. ”

Qin Fan nodded and agreed.

He quickly lowered his head to drink porridge again, and only looked at Yao Qing through the edge of the bowl from time to time.

Since he was paralyzed, Yao Qing always felt that others looked at him with a bit of a strange eye, even if he had a wheelchair at home, he had never gone out.

He suddenly mentioned that he wanted to go to the Qin family's old mansion this time, and he had to make Qin Fan think about it more.