Chapter 82: Your Family Is Dead

Wen Yanghe took the train, took the shuttle, and changed the carriage before coming to her hometown of Liujia Village in Linxian County.

It's already two days later.

The two had just arrived in the village, and they didn't even have a place to stay.

She first went to the house with permission from memory, but two of the three tiled houses became other people's livestock houses, and some pigs and cattle were fed in them.

The remaining tiles were half empty, and only one of them had broken the roof, which could not even be covered by the rain.

She pushed the door and walked in, there was nothing left, not even pots and pans, her heart was really cold.

These relatives are jackals who eat people and don't spit out bones!

Occupy everything, leave nothing for her.

She searched hard from memory, trying to find a memory that belonged to this family, but found nothing.

"Who are you?"

A boy's voice sounded outside the door, Wen Yang turned around, a tall and thin boy, quite good-looking.

"I'm Wenyang, this is my home, who are you?"

Wen Yang looked at the boy outside the door, as if she had seen it before, but time had changed his appearance, and she couldn't remember it.

"Wen Yang? Are you Wenyang? Haven't you been abducted by human traffickers? You really are Wenyang! ”

The boy excitedly stepped into the threshold and happily circled around with Wen Yang's hands.

"It's me, who are you?"

"I am a pillar! I'm Qin Nanzhu! Remember? Qin Nanzhu danced with his hands and was overwhelmed with excitement.

Seeing their intimacy, he coldly blocked in front of Wen Yang, let go of Qin Nanzhu's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Do men and women understand each other?" ”

"You're a big pillar? I remember! You've changed! You've grown taller! Wen Yang was also very excited.

"Wen Yang, who is he?" Qin Nanzhu looked at the height and appearance of the man who was much more prominent than him with dissatisfaction.

"Leave him alone, just treat him as if he doesn't exist, tell me quickly, why did my family become like this? Whose family is the animal next to it? Why did you close my house? ”

Wen Yang was busy inquiring about things she hadn't encountered in her previous life.

She came back to the village three years earlier than in her previous life, and she didn't know any of these things.

"The livestock belongs to your second uncle's family, and he said that your family is dead, so he raised your family with livestock in it, hasn't the village been engaged in breeding in the past two years?

He even dug up the graves of your father and brother behind the village and built a pigsty to raise pigs.

I didn't listen to him no matter how I persuaded him, you also know that he is a tyrant in the village, my parents won't let me offend him, and I can't beat him, I'm sorry! I didn't take care of your father's and Wen Xing's graves for you.

I'm ashamed to say it, Wen Xing wouldn't have died if he hadn't saved me, I'm really useless! I can't even look at his grave... Wen Yang, I'm sorry! ”

"Dazhu, you don't have to apologize. My second uncle has always bullied the weak and feared the hard, I know that. Well, can we stay at your house for two days?

I came back this time to move the grave of my father and younger brother and erect a monument, you also saw the situation of my family, I really can't live in people, and I can't lick my face to go to my second uncle's house. ”

"Yes, no problem. Go up to my house! It just so happened that my sister went to my grandmother's house, and she was able to stay. ”

Qin Nanzhu led Wen Yang forward with a humble face.

Wen Yang walked a few steps, only to find that Rong Xu was still standing in the room and did not move.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go? Wen Yang turned around and called him.

Rong glanced around the room a few times before turning around and walking out.

It was the first time he knew that Wen Yang's family was so poor, she grew up here, she must have suffered a lot?

The three of them came to Qin Nanzhu's house, Wen Yang and Rong were tired and hungry, Qin Nanzhu told his parents that Wen Yang was back, they were all very happy, and made a few hearty home-cooked dishes to greet them.

They saw Wen Yang come back this time, and he brought a handsome man, seeing that he was dressed like someone on TV, thinking that he must be a rich man in the city.

Wen Yang's dress is also exquisite, he looks white and beautiful, how can he still have the shadow of yellow muscles and thin skin when he was a child?

They didn't dare to admit it!

If Wen Yang hadn't taken out her ID card, which clearly had Wen Yang's name written on it, and she also took a photo of her father and Rong Shanhe and handed it to them, they would have really confirmed that Wen Yang was the real Wen Yang.

"Wen Yang, you beckoned your friend to dinner, the food is not good, you will eat, and the aunt will kill a chicken to entertain you well in the evening, do you have something to do when you come back?"

Qin Nanzhu's mother was a hard-working rural woman, wearing a blue cardigan and her own cloth shoes.

Warm and hospitable, always happy.

In Wen Yang's memory, Zhou Qingfen was nothing but a little timid and afraid.

The sentence she taught Qin Nanzhu the most was to tolerate others, don't make trouble, our family can't afford to pay for it.

Therefore, Qin Nanzhu has always been a little cowardly and does not dare to quarrel and fight with others.

"Auntie, I'll come back and erect a monument to my father's grave."

Wen Yang saw that he refused to pick up the vegetables, so he had to put some in a bowl for him.

Could he be embarrassed?

"Okay! Good thing you're back! Your father's and brother's graves have been ruined by your second uncle!

I don't even want to go. If I have money and can speak, I will move your brother's grave at my own expense.

If it weren't for your brother, Dazhu would have to be beaten to death by the hooligans, this kid, when I think of him, I can't help but want to cry...

Our whole family is grateful to him, and I remember him, and I feel guilty all these years... Wen Yang, can you forgive your aunt? ”

"Auntie, don't be sad, it's all fate. It's all my fault, if I had protected my brother at the time, he wouldn't have been beaten to death by the bad guys.

Without saying this, I want to ask you, have you heard from my stepmother all these years? ”

"Your stepmother? She remarried ten years ago, and not long after you abducted the traffickers, she married and went to Changjiayuan Village, and gave birth to two more babies. ”

Zhou Qingfen had a bit of envy in her words.

"Auntie, you don't know, it was my stepmother who sold me to human traffickers for 2,000 yuan, and when the traffickers took me away on the train, he saved me.

Later, I was taken in by his family, and now that I am admitted to university, I have saved some money to come back to move the grave of my father and younger brother. ”

Qin Nanzhu's father, Qin Darong, couldn't help but interject and asked, "What did you say?" Li Jihong actually sold you to human traffickers? Is this true? ”

"Uncle Qin, why did I lie to you? My stepmother sold me for the sake of my father's land and a few large tiled houses. ”

Wen Yang Zhenzhen has words.

"I believe Wen Yang's words, Li Jihong's mother-in-law beat Wen Yang and beat her all kinds of times when she was a child, and she did this kind of thing.

No wonder, after she divided your land equally with your second uncle's family, she married with the money. Her dilapidated house, she can't sell it, so she has been idle in the wind and rain, and it is about to collapse. ”

Allowed to listen to them quietly all the time, mainly to understand Wen Yang's experience when he was a child, and after listening carefully, he forgot to pick up the dishes.