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Ye Lao's family only retired half a month ago, and now it is not worse.

Zhou's life is also bitter, his mother's family is an unreasonable family in Linshui Village, and the family uses her daughter as an animal. is remarrying now, but it still hasn't been a few days of stable life.

Some people even said that the Zhou family's life was too hard and restrained the Ye family.

In the past few years, there have been a lot of things in the Ye family, and Ye Zenan, a well-known showman, suddenly became lame. Ye Huai'an's bones were gone, and Ye Shizhou was even retired from his relatives.

Zhou pushed open the door, and when he entered, he saw a lot of people standing in the village chief's house. Even Lao Lizheng, who doesn't come out often, smokes dry cigarettes one by one.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit dreary.

Ye Shizhou felt Zhou's steps pause, and when he lifted it again, it seemed to be a little heavy.

Everyone's eyes looked at it, and Zhou's face did not change by half a point. just clenched a fist slightly in her hand, and the hair between her temples was carefully rubbed by her on the way. It looks very solemn, as if it is both expecting and deceiving itself.

"Is Huai'an back? Zhou raised a smile and asked, the woman who bent over all the year round has been timid for half her life, and now she is afraid that it is the first time to straighten her waist.

Because of his mother's family, the Zhou family has always been cowardly. Even in front of her stepson and stepdaughter, she didn't dare to speak loudly, she cherished everything she had gotten. Sincerely afraid, but extremely greedy for this rare warmth.

Her panic at the moment can infect almost everyone. Obviously, the woman greeted her husband with a smile on her face, but it made people see a kind of sadness that made people's eyes hot.

"Village chief, you can let my family Huai'an come out. Saying that, Zhou was bold and shouted into the house.

"The head of the house, the head of the house! Ye Huai'an, Ye Huai'an!" the woman's voice trembled slightly. But his face was full of smiles, as if he was welcoming his father-in-law home, which made people's hearts tremble.

Ye Shizhou suddenly felt very stuffy in his heart, as if something was pressing heavily on his heart. She raised her hand to her chest, and her slightly rosy face was a little puzzled. Something seems to be breaking through the ground.

Zhou shouted one after another, and there was a bit of sadness and fear in his voice.

"He's here. I don't know who suddenly broke the heavy atmosphere.

Zhou was stunned, and suddenly shouted with a bright smile on his face: "Master...." It was as if he was frozen, and he was stunned on the spot.

The black ceramic jar sat alone on the table, covered with tiny cracks. I don't know how many places I turned around before I returned to my hometown.

is as lonely as the man who carries a big knife to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Ye Yongan and the others had red eyes on the spot, and the young man who did not accept his father's discipline stared at the black clay pot, as if he could pierce the clay pot.

Zhou smiled slightly and said, "Village chief, my family is Huai'an." The work in the field is waiting for him to do, and his mother talks about it all day long. Let's go back after picking him up, look at the land, look at my mother, and look at my home. Everything is fine..."

The smile on Zhou's face was a little pale. His voice trembled more and more, trembling with almost every word he spoke.

The man next to the black clay pot sighed and stepped forward to give a big salute. "Sister-in-law, Brother Huai'an is gone. "The voice was heavy.

As he spoke, he took out the money bag that Ye Huai'an had been rubbing by his side all day from his waist, and the money bag embroidered with plum blossoms had faded.

There are also portraits of the children in the family, but I am afraid that they are all a few years ago.

Ye Huai'an often came out to look at him at night, and at that time the brothers teased him, saying that he was a man who couldn't be weaned.

Zhou's smiling face was punctured in an instant when he saw the money bag. The footsteps stepped forward and snatched the money bag, the delicate and familiar stitches, which she gave him on the day of marriage.

"How, how. He said he was coming back. There must have been some kind of accident, right? My Huai'an kung fu is so good, how can I not come back. You say, you say!" Zhou, a timid woman, actually rushed forward and grabbed the man's clothes.

She tugged at the clothes around his neck, his eyes full of horror and disbelief.

The village chief and the others shouted and were about to step forward to pull her down, but the man waved his hand to make people retreat.

He was the brother Ye Huai'an recognized when he entered the camp, and even saved his life back then. It was only later that Ye Huai'an was transferred to another camp because of his good skills.

He has rarely seen him since. But every time they met, he said with a tired but smile on his face, he wanted to earn a life for his wife and children at home.

He thought that Brother Ye's family must be extremely happy and healthy.

"Brother Ye is a good man and a hero. He said solemnly. At that time, when the battalion commander brought this crockpot, he also did not believe it.

He didn't even see his body. But everybody said he was gone, the camp was gone, and everything he had. All that's left is this black clay pot and the money bag that has been stored for several years.

Zhou's strength seemed to be drained, and he put him down in a distraction. The whole body seemed to be trembling, so he only held on to his breath before he stood firmly.

She rushed up and hugged the cold black clay pot, her cheek pressed against the black clay pot, and there was not a tear in her eyes.

"Child, her father, didn't you say you wanted to come back? Why don't you come back? Zhou asked in a low voice.

Zhou reverently held the black clay jar and refused to let go, and stood there almost unable to move.

Ye Wanyan and Ye Shiping are only six years old now, and both of them hold Ye Shizhou's hand tightly and refuse to let go.

It's strange that the second sister, who used to be the most scared, can now make them feel at ease.

"Second sister, I want my father. Ye Wanyan's soft voice came out loud, looking at Ye Shizhou's eyes with some fear.

Ye Yongan held back his tears, and the green tendons in his neck came out. The stubborn young man still muttered, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it." ”

Ye Shizhou was silent, she didn't know what she should do at this time. But she doesn't like this heavy atmosphere, she has been alone for many years, in fact, she has a little temptation to get along with the Ye family.

People she doesn't care about have left, and she's generally the kind of person who lets others leave.

But at this moment, she seemed to be able to feel their sadness.

The door of the village chief's house was pushed open, and the old lady with a few strands of silver in her temples rushed in.

"What about my son, what about my son?" Mrs. Liu gasped for breath, but asked urgently.

Ye Zenan, who walked out step by step with a limp, was covered with fine sweat on his forehead, but he didn't raise his hand to wipe it. He stood quietly at the door and didn't dare to approach.

Zhou turned around with the black clay pot in his arms, his face expressionless.

Seeing Liu, Cai said calmly in a hoarse voice: "Mother, Huai'an is gone." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Shiwa cried. Holding the black clay pot, he almost fainted, but he held the black clay pot tightly and didn't dare to let go for half a minute.

As soon as he was weak, he fell to the ground, crying heartbreakingly.

The village chief's house was crying loudly. Ye Shizhou stood in the hall, inexplicably a little sad.

It seems that something has seeped into my heart and is taking root little by little. (To be continued.) )