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In a small village 50 kilometers southwest of Yanjiao, a man in a white coat walks from house to house carrying a medical kit on his back.

"Aunt Qi, you have a bad respiratory tract and have to wear a mask when you go out. Here's your medicine for the month...... How much it hurts to raise money, next time you marinate bacon, give a few more catties! ”

"Uncle Wang, drink less of this lung-moisturizing liquid, it's a Chinese patent medicine, and the foreign devil doesn't know what to add to it. Yes, right, the medicine I prescribed is a little bitter? Why did you become so hypocritical after you were discharged from the army? ”

Going door to door, whether needed or not, the only man in the village will always prepare enough medicines for each family. When coming out of every household, whether it is the elderly or the middle-aged, most of them will ask in surprise: "Zecheng, is this going out?" ”

Lang Zhong's answer was always so ambiguous. But when he went out, every family, regardless of his age, would send him to the gate of the courtyard. Even when he got to the next house, the villagers still had no intention of going back.

With the deepening of Langzhong, the villagers in the village are gathering more and more. They didn't communicate much with each other, and most of their eyes were on the old man squatting at the head of the village.

After a busy morning, Lang Zhong was already sweating. When he turned back to the village, the old man who had been squatting at the head of the village 'knocked' the dry tobacco in his hand twice. The cigarette in the cigarette holder drifted to the ground in the wind.

"Dad, I've settled down in the village. If I can come back, then continue to be this Langzhong. If they can't come back, let them go to Kyoto for a serious illness, and a minor illness can be cured. ”

Lang Zhong squatted in front of the old man, and his eyes fell on the stone tablet at the entrance of the village at the same time. The paint on it has long since faded, but I can vaguely distinguish the three words from the nicks - Woma Gang.

There is only one Womagang in China, Womagang in Beijing and Tianjin.

"Your mother-in-law, do you really agree with you leaving the village?" The old man asked in surprise.

"What do you call that? How to say that I am also the 'pillar' of the family, as a family! Usually let her, in the Zhong family, she is the master of small things, and I am the master of big things. ”

Hearing his son's words, the old man laughed and stroked his goatee, and couldn't help but ask, "Is there something big in the old Zhong family?" ”

was questioned by his father like this, and he seemed to be a middle-aged man with no confidence, and his smile was slightly bitter. 'Hehe' shook his head with a smile. The two were silent again, until the noon haze gradually dissipated, and the middle-aged man muttered: "The affairs of the Zhong family are all small things, and the affairs of Huaxia are all major matters." This time I'm in charge! ”

The old man, who nodded slightly, stuffed some tobacco into his pipe. The middle-aged man who quickly picked up the match on the ground lit it for his father.

The old man who took a puff of cigarette said sentimentally: "South and North Horse, the prime minister gets off the sedan chair, and the general gets off the horse!" But today's Wuzi Town is a 'black smoke miasma'. Wu Baliang is still alive, and those rats don't dare to make too many mistakes. But now that he is 'worse off than dead', naturally some people are 'taking advantage of the chaos'. ”

The middle-aged man who heard this smiled blankly, as if talking to himself, and seemed to muttered to the old man: "Golden Silkworm Gu." The most spicy Gu poison in the Gu poison. The mother and offspring only add 'fertilizer' and 'nutrition' to themselves. The Gu poison contained in itself is also added on top of each other. It takes at least three years to grow from a silkworm Gu to a golden silkworm Gu. Ordinary Kui masters don't have this ability, and few of them, including Dawu, have this mental power. Dad, what kind of sacredness did you say personally gave to Old Man Wu? ”

"I don't know. If you know, you won't need to leave the village. ”

The middle-aged man who heard this grinned. replied softly: "Saving people is secondary, and seeing Huzi's side is the main thing." It's all condensed, and I, the father, haven't helped him a step. ”

"You're a Langzhong, oh yes, a teacher. What can you teach him? Oh yes, Lin Shan sent a 'specimen', third-class forbearance! Or was it your son who personally maimed him. Let you tinker. The old man turned his head to look at the middle-aged man beside him.

The latter replied with a slight smile: "Research and research before leaving." The specific ones have to be done by the second brother! However, there should be enlightenment. ”

"Your daughter-in-law is here." The old man's sudden opening made the middle-aged man frightened into a 'fart and urine'. Originally, he squatted under the old locust tree without any image, but now he quickly stood up and turned his head. When he saw the shadow, through the haze, 'majestic' and high-spirited' walking towards him, he hurried up to meet him with a 'flattering' face.

"Oh, Shanshan. Why did you get out? The air outside is not good. Bored at home? Which dress do you like? Buy ......"

looked at his son's groveling posture and listened to his spineless words. The old man who pouted his lips muttered, "Out of breath." After speaking, he patted his buttocks and walked in from the other road at the entrance of the village with figure-eight steps.

"Mo Dao scholar has no courage, dare to make heaven and earth sink into the sea! My son - Zhong Zecheng. The old man who muttered this sentence burst out laughing with a heroic 'haha'.

However, the old man's laughter was soon drowned out by the screams of the middle-aged scholar. I saw the woman with a graceful face, carrying his ears. Pi smiled and said without smiling: "Zhong Zecheng, have you grown?" Are you ready to carry me out of the village? ”

"Daughter-in-law, listen to me......"

The scholar or Lang Zhong, or Zhong Zecheng, was pulled by his daughter-in-law and walked to the village. The villagers who came out seemed to have been accustomed to it for a long time. Each knocked on the melon seeds and looked at it with interest.

"Xiao Shan, the little tree has to be cut down, and my husband has to take care of it. We support you, don't beat you to death, or no one will treat us. "There are many villagers who 'don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement', and they are still shouting loudly next to them.

What is surprising is that women are only 'fierce' to their own men, but they are always so amiable to others.

"Uncle, please send us the money for last month's medicine. Our family is almost out of the pot. The old man who originally read the joke went back to the courtyard with a frightened face after hearing this. And the rest of the village burst into loud laughter!

The dilapidated courtyard gate of 'Bang Dang ......' was slammed shut by a woman named Xiao Shan. And at this time, Zhong Zecheng, who finally escaped the clutches of the devil, rubbed his ears vigorously!

The former stood at the door with his hands crossed to his chest, muttering even though he was 'a handful of years'. Seeing his wife like this, Zhong Zecheng smiled even more 'flatteringly' with the left sentence of 'wife' and another sentence of 'daughter-in-law'. But the woman just ignored him!

The two confronted each other until almost lunch, when the 'scholar' suddenly said, "I'm hungry." ”

Even if the woman's heart was no longer delicious, she still muttered: "What do you want to eat?" ”

"As long as you do it, I like it." Zhong Zecheng's words made Xiao Shan suddenly laugh, and she cried with a smile. Squatted down the wooden door and buried his head in his hands. between the legs.

The scholar went up and coaxed him in a hurry. I apologized again and again!

The woman with the pear blossom and the rain suddenly raised her head and said softly, "Aren't you going?" ”

The scholar shook his head with a smile.

"Is it dangerous?" The only langzhong and teacher in this village has never deceived his mother-in-law in his life. Not this time!

nodded heavily, and said softly: "At least one first-class forbearance." There should also be a 'ghost king' level witch. ”

Xiao Shan, who heard this, slapped the man in front of her. kept muttering: "Are you just a scholar and a Langzhong, and you went to die?" I have already sent my only son to the front line, why do I need my man? Sons are for duty, faith, and glory, and for what? ”

"For the sake of the son! Huzi will also go there. Hearing this, Xiao Shan was stunned. At this time, Zhong Zecheng was holding the other party's face with both hands. The years have not left too many traces on this woman's face, and it is still beautiful. At least in his eyes, he looks like a fairy!

And Xiao Zhuge who has been 'turning clouds and rain' in the financial world, only in front of this man will she highlight her most 'woman' side.

One has been willful for more than 30 years, and the other has allowed the other party to be willful for more than 30 years. A woman, a man. A strong woman who has moved the world's financial circles, a scholar who became famous at the age of eighteen in the ancient martial arts world and retired to the countryside in his twenties.

One is called Xiao Shan, and the other is Zhong Zecheng. They have a son who has made a name for himself in the special forces world - Facebook, Zhong Zhan, Xiao Zhan......

There is a custom in Womagang. Whenever someone in the village 'goes far away', they will choose a piece of land for themselves in the back mountain. The first handful of soil is also held by himself! If you come back alive, you will fill in the land by yourself, and if you die, this is the land where the leaves fall back to their roots. If you die and you can't even find the body, it will be a 'well-dressed mound'.

Zhong Zecheng, who was wearing a long coat that the world rarely wore in this era, and always had an indifferent smile on his face, picked up the first handful of soil and scattered it elsewhere. Immediately afterwards, several of the village's 'strong forces' dug for him. Directly behind this land, there is also a 'cemetery' that has not yet been sealed. It was just written in cursive with the name 'Zhong Zhan'.

The soil is not sealed because the person is not dead, and the soil is not filled because the person has not returned......

Zhong Zecheng, who was carrying a single bag, said goodbye to everyone at the entrance of the village. His smile was still so calm, natural, and even indifferent. At this time, more than 370 households in the village all put down their 'farm work' and stood at the entrance of the village to send each other off. Only Xiao Shan didn't come......

She sent her son away and has not returned. Now...... She didn't want to send her man away again. She's scared, she's really scared. She was afraid that one day, she would seal the two plots of land.

Sitting at home, stroking the only photo of a family of three. Xiao Shan, who was hazy with tears in her eyes, said to an extremely beautiful woman beside her: "Xiaofang, what do you say Huzi looks like now?" ”

The woman, who was originally silent, was slightly moved at this time. Remembering something, and thinking about something. He shook his head heavily and said, "I don't know." ”

Her name is Xiaofang, Ye Xiaofang, Zhong Zhan's daughter-in-law......