It was a little dark, and Yichen came to a fence, and he looked at the women working under a tent in the fence. Who would have thought that there would be such a fairyland in such a desolate place, with all kinds of big trees planted on the green meadows, and there are as many as 100 acres of magnificent courtyards and fertile fields.

I don't know what means this landlord used to make this land grow in such a place. Those who starve to death will not dare to have ill intentions against this place, where you can steal or rob, and the landlord can torture you to death on the street in front of the villagers.

Yichen looked at the woman for a while, this woman was his mother, named He Xinran. Because the landlord of this land is flawed, he loves women very much, and women like He Xinran can't put it down, so he can only watch it, so if he is unhappy, he will apply to He Xinran, in order to vent the sorrow of his life.

Yichen didn't say hello, this landlord had already wanted his life more than once, and he was afraid that He Xinran would have nothing to love and find short, so he didn't kill Yichen.

Yichen walked to a double-storey building not far from the racecourse, the door of the building was locked by a big lock, the windows were fixed with iron sheets, and the same was true for the windows on the second floor.

It's just that for some reason, a big hole has opened in the tin window on the second floor of this building. Yichen stepped hard with both feet, hugged the decorative pillar of the floor, turned around and stepped on the window edge of the first floor, jumped up again, grabbed the window on the second floor with one hand, and grabbed it with the other hand.

As soon as you enter through the window, there is a bed made of four planks in front of you. There is also a double decker table. The house was already dilapidated, and there was more than one place where the wind went, so the house was covered with sand and dust, which could be regarded as a small desert, Yichen erected a wooden board to block the window, saying that it was blocked and where could he gamble, but he stood sideways in front of the window, and the three planks on the ground just stood up against the wooden plank, Yichen patted the dust on the board, and then turned around and lay on the plank.

It was dark, Yichen was already asleep, and the whole village was as silent as death. There was a sudden knocking sound from the big lock on the door, and the wind blew again, and from time to time a wind came out of the window blocked by wooden planks, and Yichen tightened his body in his sleep, and the wind whistled like a ghost, patrolling the village for the lost life.

"He's back, he's back!" In the strong wind, a woman shouted downstairs, and Yichen was awakened by the sound outside the house, and quickly sat up.

Under the gale, a woman laughed in the wind, "You have finally returned, do you know how hard we have been living these days" The woman beckoned to the wind and said, "Come, I will take you to our son." ”

Yichen jumped down from the window, hurriedly stepped forward to support the woman downstairs, and said, "Mother, why are you here?"

The woman grabbed Yichen's shoulders with both hands and said, "Chen'er, your father is back, we can go and live a good life, hurry up!" ”

The wind was blowing, and Yichen squinted his eyes in the wind and choked: "Okay.. Okay, mother, it's so windy now, let's clean it up tomorrow. ”

The woman was amazed and hurriedly said, "Okay, then let's go see your father." ”

Yichen grabbed her and said, "I'll go find my father, you go over there to take shelter from the wind." ”

The woman showed a look of disappointment on her face, brushed the hair in front of her ears behind her ears, waved her hand and said, "It's okay, what is this bit of wind." ”

"Mother, you can go!" The woman didn't twist the wing dust after all, but was still pushed into a sheltered corner not far away.

The wind gradually subsided, and He Xinran's mood began to fall. Finally, he finally fell asleep on Yichen's shoulder, and Yichen looked down at his crossed hands in front of his abdomen.

The wind howled, and a tattered wooden door rolled through the street beside Wing Chen.

Yichen took off the fabric on his body, wrapped He Xinran, and held her in his arms.

"Dust.." Yichen was startled, came back to his senses, and looked at He Xinran, only to see that He Xinran's head was still lying on Yichen's lap, looking at the front with a stupid look.

"On that day, your father went out to herd his cattle as usual, but suddenly a strong wind blew, and the wind was stronger that day than every night, and most of the trees outside the village were blown down by the strong wind, and since then your father has not been seen, and the wind here has never stopped. ”

He Xinran put his hand on Yichen's leg and patted it gently, got up and said, "Your father must still be alive, if he doesn't come, maybe he is lost, or if there are other difficulties, if you see him, don't hate him." ”

Yichen looked at He Xinran and said, "Got it... Mother. ”

He Xinran sat up, stroked the messy hair on his head twice with both hands, and said, "It's not too early, I'm going back to feed the horses, don't always run around outside if you're fine" After that, he stood up and walked briskly forward.

"Mother.." He Xinran turned his head and looked at Yichen. Yichen still lowered his head, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and cried, "Let's get out of here." ”

He Xinran's face changed abruptly, and he said, "If we leave, what if your father comes back?"

Yichen stood up and shouted, "He's dead, he can't come back!"

He Xinran took off the coarse cloth that Yichen wore for him, fell to the ground, and said angrily: "How many times has my mother told you, your father is still alive, this bit of wind is nothing to him at all, he must have something else to do, and he can't come back." ”

Yichen shook his hands and shouted, "I can't hold it anymore! We are simply waiting for death like this, and there must be someone outside who can cure my mother's illness." ”

He Xinran looked at Yichen and let out a sigh of relief, turned around and walked quickly, and said calmly: "I'm going to see the horse." ”

Yichen squatted down, choked and forced himself to hold back his cry, picked up the coarse cloth on the ground, and put it back on his body.

He Xinran was about to walk back to the racecourse when his footsteps suddenly stopped. In front of him stood a fat man, who had a black hat on his head and was dressed in black, with two long yellow dragons pierced on either side of his clothes.

This person's name is Wu Changde, is the richest man in this poor village, there are more than 60 servants and servants in the family alone, because of smuggling crimes, he has no choice but to run to this remote desert place to avoid the wind, he uses diplomacy extensively, remote and desolate places manpower, the price of materials is quite cheap, transport goods back and forth, and at the same time organize a camel team, every other day will go to the desert to search for those who pass through the desert and need help, and ask these people for payment, barely maintain his net worth.