In mid-April, spring is thick, and the smoke and rain are clouded, which is the season of early rice in the farm.

In a paddy field, a young man wearing a hat is bent down, briskly inserting the seedlings in his hand into the muddy water one by one, at a uniform speed and neatly.

The rain gradually became heavier, and a gust of wind swept through the hat on the boy's head, revealing a few slightly hideous scars on his face.

With determination in his eyes, the young man continued to work after straightening the hat, and soon filled most of the paddy fields.

"Huzi!"

A majestic voice interrupted the young man who was finishing up, and the young man looked up and saw a burly man in a robe waving to him not far from the ridge.

"Huzi! I'm done, it's time to go home for dinner! ”

"I know Dad, I'll go back after inserting the piece of Tianwei!"

The boy also waved his hand and shouted in a majestic tone.

"Then hurry up, your mother made roast chicken today, I'll go first!"

After the man shouted, he left the ridge in a few big strides and drove towards the head of the village.

The young man glanced at the figure of the man who was moving away quickly, and immediately lowered his head and continued the work in his hands, but the speed of planting rice was faster.

Half an hour later, the boy returned home in the drizzle, and as soon as he entered the fenced yard in front of the door, a woman came up with an umbrella.

"Hurry up, come into the house, this slanted foot rain is the most likely to catch a cold, and you can't stop it at all."

"It's okay mother, I'm in good health, this little rain is nothing."

The young man followed the woman to the eaves with an umbrella, and said as he untied his clothes.

"That's right, what are the big men afraid of this rain?" The man in the room rubbed the bamboo chopsticks in his hand and stared at the roast chicken on the table, "If you don't come back, your mother won't allow me to move the chopsticks, you hurry up and sit down." ”

"Nope." The woman stopped the young man who was about to enter the house, "Mother has prepared hot water for you, go and rinse your body first, don't fall into the cold." ”

The boy glanced at the man in the room who was drinking the wine in the bowl, and ran quickly towards the bathhouse.

A quarter of an hour later, as the family of three sat at the table and ate the dishes on the table, the woman twisted off two chicken legs, one in the boy's bowl and the other in front of the man.

"Thank you, mother."

"Xian'er lightly threw ......"

This burly man who drank and ate meat was Yan Jing, and the woman opposite him with a well-proportioned body and a white face was called Xian'er, who was Yan Jing's wife.

The young man with a scar on his face sitting in the middle is Qiu Hu, who is more than ten years old at this time.

Ten years have passed since Yan Candle's death, and the village has been smooth in the past ten years, and Yan Jing has handled the affairs of the village wholeheartedly after taking over as the village head.

Yan Jing has an eldest daughter named Tong'er, who is seven years older than Qiu Hu, and has married into a virtual family in the town last year.

In this way, Qiu Hu became the only child in the family, and Yan Jing and his wife raised him, and he has long regarded him as his own flesh and blood, and the family of three is also happy and harmonious.

Qiu Hu has created a good body under Yan Jing's training since he was a child, he is only ten years old, but his body is as strong as the adult men in the village, and his strength is amazingly large compared with his peers, Yan Jing is very satisfied with this.

It is said that after Yan Jing said goodbye to Zhang Yi, he kept hanging the piece of warm jade in front of him, and in the past ten years, his figure has become more and more powerful, and his length has grown from eight feet back then to more than nine feet now.

It is said that the villagers who have cattle plough the fields with oxen to pull the fields, and the villagers who do not have cattle are all prepared with wine and meat and queue up to ask Yan Jing to pull it, and Yan Jing is also responsive every time. One is that he has wine and meat to eat, and the other is that he can serve the villagers as the village head, which gives him an inexplicable sense of achievement.

Whenever he pulled the plough and ran wildly in the field, and when he saw his wife and children passing by picking vegetables, he always shouted in his majestic voice, "Xian'er ~ Huzi!" Then put on a smug expression and ploughed even harder.

In this regard, Qiu Hu would respond with Yan Jing's voice beckoning every time, but Xian'er lowered her head and blushed, pulling Qiu Hu's head and quickly fleeing in the laughter of the villagers without looking back.

No one here deliberately mentioned the snowy night ten years ago, and there were no rumors about the man-eating monsters in the Yin Mountain.

It's just that Yan Jing set up Yan Candle's spiritual seat in the lobby of his home, except for the villagers who visit on weekdays, he will take Qiu Hu to kneel in front of the spiritual seat every night to worship incense.

In Qiu Hu's eyes, his father, who usually looks as happy as a silly cow, looks a little silly every time he worships, as if he has changed a person, looking so solemn and his eyes are so deep.

Qiu Hu told Yan Jing about his life experience when he was six years old, but Qiu Hu's reaction was very normal, as if he had known it for a long time.

In fact, Qiu Hu does know.

His memory began on the day of Yan Candle's funeral, when he was held by his adoptive mother Xian'er.

These memories of infancy, as he grew older, gradually became recognized in Qiu Hu's heart.

He knew that his biological father, who had never been masked, was called Qiu Meng, and his mother who died tragically was called Du Mei, and he knew that it was Yan Zhu's grandfather who snatched him back from the king of Hades, and he also knew that Yan Zhu fought with the tiger demon and died.

In his impression, there was also a white-clothed doctor named Zhang Yi who saved his life.

It's just that whether it is his biological parents, Grandpa Yan Zhu, or Zhang Yi, he has never had a clear face in his memory.

He knew that it was because of them that he had survived, but he could not piece together the faces of any of them, nor could he think of the sound of their words.

Maybe he didn't have any contact with these people at the beginning, so in Qiu Hu's heart, Yan Jing and Xian'er are his biological parents, and the sister Tong'er who has taken care of him since he was a child and is now married is his own sister.

Qiu Hu was different from the beginning, his appearance was not ugly but not beautiful, and with the scar on the right side of his face that crossed his forehead from his eyes to his cheeks, he looked far more mature and resolute than his peers at the age of ten.

In addition, he knew very well that his constitution seemed to be different from ordinary people, in addition to being tall and strong, he found that he had the ability to see things clearly at night, and that his strength was also very great, in fact, he had quietly tried to carry a cow.

Qiu Hu didn't tell his parents about his night vision and Juli, and he paid a lot of attention on weekdays, and his performance was not so shocking.

Of course, Yan Jing's kind of second development at the age of thirty or forty, and a brute force is getting bigger and bigger, has long been known in the village, and there is no need to hide it, but it makes the villagers feel more secure.

Some villagers said that it was Yan Zhu who wanted to continue to protect the village after he passed away, and the three souls and seven spirits were divided into Taoism and merged into his son Yan Jing, protecting his son Yan Jing while protecting everyone in disguise.

Qiu Hu only found these rumors interesting, and at the same time sighed at the status of Grandpa Yan Zhu in everyone's hearts. But for his father's peculiarity, he already has a plan in his heart.

Because Qiu Hu could clearly feel that the piece of jade on his father's chest always seemed to exude a certain aura, this aura made Qiu Hu both familiar and a little longing, and he knew that his father's changes over the years were closely related to this piece of jade.

Qiu Hu originally thought that his life could continue as peacefully and happily as he is now, until he became an adult in the future to ask for a neighbor's wife and give birth to a little tiger for his father to enjoy his family.

But all these thoughts were shattered with a man's visit, and Qiu Hu's life changed because of it.