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As soon as it was dawn, Yang Xiaofeng and Liang Haixin loaded the boat and set off with the other young men in the village.

Today is the last shipload of fish. Presumably, after selling the last six baskets of fish, Brother Xiaofeng is leaving.

As soon as she thought of this, the girl felt inexplicably upset.

I don't know why, but in just one month, she has developed a little attachment to this big brother who only knows the name.

It's just that Yang Xiaofeng knows this attachment himself?

Perhaps, he knew. Or perhaps, he didn't know.

However, what if you know how and what if you don't know?

For Yang Xiaofeng, it makes no difference whether he knows or doesn't know.

His heart was as calm as the river beneath his feet.

The early sun is shining, and the green water is still there.

Just like this quiet day, today is no different from yesterday. Today's Yang Xiaofeng and yesterday's Yang Xiaofeng are the same.

Yang Xiaofeng will always be the same Yang Xiaofeng, and he will never change again.

It's just that today he always feels an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

However, he did not know why he was upset.

Until dusk that day.

Many years later, when Yang Xiaofeng told his children about the past, he still blamed himself so much, and even cried again.

What happened that day made him blame himself for the rest of his life. The guilt brought to him by the events of that day also tormented him for the rest of his life.

The fish sold out very quickly that day, and all of them were sold out in the morning.

Yang Xiaofeng wanted to go back directly after selling the fish, and go back to Qingshui Villa, anyway, there happened to be a convoy in the town that went west along the road, and it happened to be a companion. But after thinking about it, let's send Xiao Xin back first, at least in the end, I have to say goodbye to Lao Liang's family, after all, we have lived together for more than a month.

I don't know if it's because she knew that he was leaving, Liang Haixin was a little reluctant, as soon as the fish was sold, she was stunned and pulled him to the town.

This one is a big walk.

When I went back, it was already dusk.

In the past, this was the busiest time in the village.

The children stayed on the banks of the river early, knowing that their father must have returned from the town to buy them toys and good food.

The women were already preparing dinner, and every house was smoking.

However, today there is not a single child on the bank of the river, nor is there smoke rising from the chimney of the house.

The others didn't think anything was out of the ordinary, parked the boat early, and went home one after another.

Liang Haixin also parked the boat, and when he left, he found that Yang Xiaofeng was still on the boat and did not come down, so he couldn't help urging: "Brother Xiaofeng, go quickly."

Yang Xiaofeng didn't move.

Liang Haixin thought of something, and asked with a smile: "Why, aren't you seasick, I haven't seen you seasick the first two times."

Is Yang Xiaofeng really just seasick?

Of course not. Although he had never been on a boat before, he was not seasick either.

"Xiao Xin, something is wrong", Yang Xiaofeng suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

Liang Haixin was puzzled: "What's wrong"?

Yang Xiaofeng looked at the seemingly calm village in front of him, his face gradually became solemn, and he said lightly: "Don't you think the village is a little abnormally quiet?"

After his reminder, Liang Haixin realized that there was not even a trace of talking and whirring in the village, only a few dogs barking occasionally.

However, the girl just frowned, and then smiled: "This is not in the town, of course it is not so lively." Besides, everyone is cooking dinner right now."

Yang Xiaofeng said lightly: "You said everyone is cooking dinner"?

"Of course".

"Then why is there no cooking smoke"?

Liang Haixin was stunned for a moment, looked around, and muttered, "There is really no smoke."

Yang Xiaofeng asked again: "Xiao Xin, didn't you notice that we have been standing here for so long, but we haven't even seen a single person?"

"Ah......", Liang Haixin was startled, looked at the door of his house for a while, and said strangely: "No, where are Xiaojing and grandpa?"

Yang Xiaofeng gradually clenched his fists, squinted slightly and stared coldly at the entrance of the village for a long time, then jumped ashore, grabbed Liang Haixin with his hand, and said lightly: "Go."

I couldn't help but say, and pulled the girl into the village quickly.

Liang Haixin felt that Yang Xiaofeng was clenching his arms tightly, and he was even a little clutched to her. Moreover, the girl suddenly noticed that although he walked steadily, for some reason, his hand holding his arm seemed to be trembling slightly. At that moment, he said in a hurry: "Brother Xiaofeng, what's wrong?"

Yang Xiaofeng did not speak.

At this moment, several extremely miserable screams suddenly came from the village, and the sound should have been from the men who had just returned home first.

Yang Xiaofeng was startled, and instantly pulled Liang Haixin into the house, and then, the two of them were stunned at the same time.

The furniture in the house has been shattered, grandpa is lying on his back on the ground, Xiaojing is curled up in grandpa's arms, and there is a large pool of blood under the two of them.

Obviously, the grandfather and grandson have been killed for a long time

"Grandpa...... Xiaojing ......", Liang Haixin screamed miserably, and pounced like crazy, shaking the corpses of the two of them. It's just that she cried and screamed in every possible way, but no one answered.

How could a dead man agree?

Yang Xiaofeng was completely on the spot, and for a while, he only felt that there seemed to be only a blank left in his mind.

He stood and looked at the corpses of Xiaojing's grandfather and grandson in a daze, and his body suddenly trembled like chaff.

Immediately, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood had spurted out, and the person fell down directly.

At that moment, a baby's cry suddenly came from the next room.

"Big brother...... Sister-in-law ......", Liang Haixin rushed out with an arrow.

Yang Xiaofeng panted like a cow, and after a long time, he finally struggled to stand up, but immediately his feet were weak and he fell heavily to the ground again, but he struggled to get up again and walked out slowly.

The scene in the next room was even worse.

Liang Haigang leaned against the bed, his eyes were still open, but he was dead. One of his arms had been cut off and thrown aside, and his throat had been completely slit. But his remaining arm was holding his daughter-in-law tightly.

This simple and honest fisherman was still protecting his wife when he died. It's just that his daughter-in-law has already been pierced through the chest by a long knife, and the knife is still in her body.

The blood under the two of them had coagulated, but the strong smell was still disgustingly thick.

Fortunately, the baby may have fallen asleep at the time, so he did not encounter a poisonous hand. I was hungry at the moment, and I kept crying, but after being teased by Liang Haixin for a while, I fell asleep again.

Liang Haixin put the baby away, finally turned his head to look at Yang Xiaofeng, and said with tears streaming down his face: "Dead...... All dead. Grandpa, Xiaojing, eldest brother, sister-in-law, none of them are left, they are all dead."

You don't have to think about it to know that this must have been done by those mountain bandits.

Yang Xiaofeng leaned on the door frame to prevent himself from falling, staring at the cruel scene in front of him. Although his eyes were already red, not a single tear came out of his eyes, but he was already splitting his eyes.

He had shed tears many times, but this time, he did not shed tears.

At this moment, there was only one emotion in his heart, not anger, not hatred, but killing intent, monstrous killing intent.

Although he didn't want to kill another person, if he didn't kill all those mountain bandits, how could he be worthy of the family in front of him.

If you don't kill all those bandits, how can the dead souls rest in peace?

Liang Haixin clenched his teeth, and actually bit out blood from his lips, and said hatefully: "Who is this, who did it"?

"It's the bandits from yesterday."