When the whole family came to the village, they were stunned by what they saw.

The villagers who were supposed to be lying in the quilt now appeared at the entrance of the village in unison. All kinds of shapes blocked the already not spacious road.

After seeing the Wen family, the villagers all ran forward and surrounded the carriage.

"Master Wen, did you really leave like this?"

"Then who will tell our baby to read in the future?"

"Zhang's family, now is the time to talk about this"

"I'll just say it casually"

"Brother and sister, this is the steamed bun made by my sister-in-law yesterday, you can take it with you on the road to eat"

"Yes, Mr. Wen, this money is not much, but it is also a piece of my family's heart, if you take it, you will definitely have more places to use the money in the future."

"Yes, yes, I have that too"

"Me too"

……

Wen Qing'an's refusal voice was drowned in everyone's words. By the time Wen Qing'an and his wife came back to their senses, the carriage was already full of food and silver.

Looking at these things in front of him, Wen Qing'an walked in front of everyone with his family, bowed deeply, and then said loudly: "Over the years, thanks to everyone's care, our family can live a good life in the village, here, I, Wen Qing'an, thank you."

Speaking of this, he bowed to everyone again before continuing what he just said: "Before leaving, let the villagers spend so much, which really made Wen feel embarrassed, so please take things back."

"Take it"

"That's it, take it, it's all our heart."

……

and when he saw that the people were shouting again. Lin Shaoyu waved his hand in front of everyone, signaling everyone to be quiet. Then he walked up to Wen Qing'an again and said with a smile: "Okay." Don't grind like a girl, this is everyone's heart, you just take it"

Looking at everyone's nodding looks, Wen Qingan hesitated for a while, and finally agreed to accept the things under the persuasion of everyone.

After the couple packed up the carriage, Wen Qing'an remembered that someone had mentioned the school just now, so he said apologetically to everyone: "As for the matter of the school, I have already entrusted the matter to an old talent I know, if nothing else." Soon he will take over from me to teach the children to read."

Speaking of this matter, Lin Shaoyu shouted to everyone with some dissatisfaction: "Those few people who said this, it's really ......, this matter has long been entrusted by the human master, as for the rest of the matter, I will be responsible, if anyone has an opinion, come to me."

In a word, it made a few people who still wanted to raise this question dare not speak.

And when the adults said goodbye to each other, the children in the village also ran over and gathered around Wen Anze and Wen Anhao.

The leaders are still Erniu, Bingzi, and Xiaowu. These are the children who usually have the best relationship with the brothers.

In fact, since what happened to Wen An'an last time, they have never dared to come to see Wen Anze and Wen Anhao.

However, when they heard that the Wen family was leaving the village, everyone couldn't care about anything. begged my father and mother to follow me early.

Like the adults, the children also took out a lot of things from their arms, such as clay figurines, masks, lanterns, large knives, and so on. Although they are not worth a few dollars, they are the 'treasures' they have treasured for a long time. Usually it is carefully put away. But now, everyone has taken out their treasures. Ready to send a buddy.

Looking at the toys in the children's hands, Wen Anze pointed to the carriage, shook his head with a smile and said: "I can't put it on the car, besides, the two of us will definitely not have time to play with these things in the future, so you better keep it for yourself."

A few children looked up at the carriage next to them, and then looked down at the toys in their hands. In the end, everyone put things away with mixed emotions of a little joy and some regret.

Erniu lowered his head and approached the two brothers a few steps, and said to the brothers with an expression of wanting to cry: "An Ze, An Hao, will you come back in the future?" ”

"Well, my dad said we'll be back later."

"Really?"

"Really?"

Looking at the surprised expressions of his partners, Wen Anze smiled reluctantly. In fact, they all know that the days here will only become memories after all.

Seeing Wen Anze's affirmation, the friends hugged each other and exclaimed a few times, and then each took out some red paper bags from their sleeve pockets and handed them to the two brothers.

"Oh, this is the New Year's money that my father gave me, you can take it."

"It's mine"

"I have it too"

This time, Wen Anze didn't refuse their kindness like he did just now, and he didn't even mean to shirk it, and directly took the money. For him, even mosquito meat is meat, and maybe it will be of great use in the future.

One by one, he took the copper plates handed over, and Wen Anze carried them directly into his arms.

"An Hao?"

It wasn't until someone shouted An Hao that Wen Anze found out that in the past half a day, his younger brother didn't even say a word.

poked An Hao beside him with his elbow and gave him a strange look: "Why don't you speak at this time, people call you"

But even though Wen Anze said this, Wen Anhao still lowered his head and stood there without speaking.

When Wen Anze saw his younger brother like this, he also knew that he still had a pimple in his heart, and he didn't want to say anything more, so he had to defend him: "He is leaving because he is leaving, so he feels uncomfortable."

Hearing Wen Anze's explanation, the children really believed it, and they all came over to comfort Wen Anhao. Some even cried on the spot.

It wasn't until an hour later that everyone reluctantly let the family leave.

Looking at the carriage farther and farther away, the children even ran in the direction of the carriage.

"An Ze, An Hao, definitely, definitely, must come back"

The shouts echoed for a long time on the country roads.

Listening to the incessant shouting from behind, Wen Anhao, who was hiding in the carriage, buried his head between his legs and whimpered and cried.

Wiping his blurry eyes, Wen Anze said angrily to his younger brother: "Now Zhilu Dao is crying, what did you do just now?"

"Anze"

Wen shook his head at his eldest son. Motioned softly for him to say no more.

Seeing his mother say this, Wen Anze had no choice but to turn his head and look out the car window.

But at this moment. The scenery outside suddenly stopped.

Wen Anze stretched out his head to look outside suspiciously, and saw that the carriage had indeed stopped. Immediately shouted in front of him: "Dad, why did you stop?" ”

But without Wen Qingan's answer, several people in the car looked at each other strangely, and then they all lifted the curtain and leaned out of it.

But I only saw a person standing in front of Wen Qing'an, but his specific appearance was blocked and he couldn't see it clearly.

"What are you doing here? See off? Didn't you say don't let us see you again?"

Although he was already prepared, when Xue Er saw Wen Qing'an's indifferent expression, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"I'm not here to see you off, I'm going to go with you."

As if he didn't understand what Xue Er meant, Wen Qing'an frowned and repeated his words again.

"Come with us?"

Nodding. It means that what Wen Qing'an said is not wrong.

Wen Qing'an took a deep breath, then suppressed the anger that was about to erupt in his heart, and then said: "If you still want me to beat you up, you just say, don't do such a thing to anger me"

"I'm not going to let you beat me up again this time."

Looking at Xue Er's somewhat scoundrel appearance, Wen Qing'an really didn't know what to do.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Staring at Wen Qing'an's serious expression, Xue Er lowered his head with some guilt, and said softly: "I was wrong about that matter, I want to do my best." Do something to make up for it."

"Make up"

As if he had heard some joke, Wen Qing'an actually laughed softly.

Make up for? Can he make his daughter's face better?

Make up for? Can their whole family not have to leave their hometown from now on and live a life of wandering?

Make up for. What a joke, what the hell can he make up for?

As if disdainful of everything Xue Er said, Wen Qing'an just snorted. Then he turned around and said with a relaxed expression: "You better go back." Don't you still have an old lady at home? Don't even let your mother down."

Listening to Wen Qing'an's words that were slightly mocking, but seemed to be a little concerned. Xue Er was cheeky to catch up with Wen Qing'an a few steps, and said scoundrelly: "My family has arranged everything, and my mother is also following my brother's family to take care of it, so you don't have to worry." Every time I go to a place in the future, I will send a letter back to my family to report my safety."

Wen Qing'an didn't know how to describe his complicated mood now, a little disgusted, and a little relieved.

But he never forgot what he had said.

Stopped, looked at Xue Er beside him, and said coldly: "I won't forgive you"

Xue Er, who originally wanted to continue, was hurt by this word when he heard Wen Qingan's words.

But then I thought about it, these are what I deserve, and thinking about it like this, I feel better.

He led the horse tied to the tree and followed behind the carriage of the Wen family.

The mother and son of the Wen family who were sitting in the car looked at Xue Er, who was following behind, lifted the curtain, and asked Wen Qing'an in front: "Isn't this Xue Zhutou, why is he here?" Did you take us out of town?"

Xue Er's matter, although the Wen family knew a little bit about it at the beginning, but what happened later, for the family, Wen Qing'an did not mention a word.

It is enough for him to bear these resentments alone, and there is no need for his family to bear these pains together.

After thinking about it, Wen Qing'an spoke: "He wants to follow us to treat An An's illness."

"For what"

After listening to Wen Qing'an's words, several people in the carriage asked in unison.

This really stumped him, and for a while he couldn't find a suitable reason to explain such a thing.

At the end, Wen Anhao suddenly came to him from inside, opened his eyes and said in surprise: "Repay the favor? Is it to hug my father's previous kindness? ”

Wen Qing'an blinked his eyes and digested it for a long time, only to realize that Wen Anhao's 'en' had to be about Xue Erniang's matter. Reluctantly tugging at the corners of his mouth, he nodded perfunctorily.

This kind of story of repaying kindness only heard in the script, but unexpectedly it was staged in reality, and Xue Er's image instantly became taller in Wen Anhao's heart.

Pulling the wall of the car, Wen Anhao shouted at Xue Er: "Uncle Xue, are you really here to repay the favor?" You're really a real man" After speaking, he deliberately gave him a thumbs up.

Ignoring Wen Anhao's whimsy, Wen only lay on Xianggong's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Do you have something to hide from me?" ”

Listening to his mother-in-law's soft question in his ear, Wen Qing'an just stared ahead and didn't speak.

Seeing that Xianggong didn't reply to her words, Wen sighed: "That's it, I don't have so much strength to care about these anymore, now as long as it's for An'an's good, I can do anything."

After speaking, he pulled Wen Anhao, who was still yelling, into the car.

After Wen Anhao entered, Xue Er caught up with Wen Qing'an.

The low voice mixed with the sound of horses' hooves came into Wen Qing'an's ears.

"Brother Wen, thank you" (to be continued......)

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