Advising the villains to be kind every day

Chapter 7 Bad luck
At five o'clock the next day, Yan Cheng got up and cooked the meal before calling Zhuang Wan up.

It is unreasonable for a woman to know how to cook, but when she thinks that Zhuang Wan makes a living by begging, there is no one to teach her daughter what she should learn, and she has no idea about the etiquette of men and women, maybe she doesn't understand at all What about marriage between men and women.

Thinking of this, Yan Cheng felt much relieved about whether he married Zhuang Wan because of those outdated rituals.However, since they depend on each other for life now, it means that the two are destined, and he cherishes this fate very much.

After eating, the two of them set off with a small amount of luggage.

Yan Cheng looked back at the home he had lived in for 20 years. Although it was bankrupt, it sheltered him from wind and rain. Although it was poor, it was full of laughter.He seemed to see his mother making a padded jacket for him from the window lattice, and he and his father were flying bamboo dragonflies in the yard, flying high and far...

Zhuang Wan at the side was helpless.He thought he could trap Yan Cheng in this village, but he couldn't escape his fate.

The villain was the general when he appeared on the stage, and everything before that was just a memory, with only a few pens.Judging from this, Yan Cheng must have repeatedly made outstanding achievements in going to the military camp, and was promoted all the way.

She has to "persuade" him well and hold him back...

The two passed by the village, and a woman who came back from washing clothes by the stream with a wooden basin was about to go around quickly when she saw Yan Cheng, but when she saw doubts behind the burden on his back, she called him from a long distance: " Hey~ big cow!"

Yan Cheng hadn't heard someone call his name for a long time, and at first hearing it seemed like a world away.Looking back blankly, he still remembered that it was Aunt Zhang.

He whispered, "Aunt Zhang, what's the matter?"

Aunt Zhang was smiling, but her eyes were still full of fear, not daring to take half a step closer.

"You... are you going on a long trip?"

Yan Cheng replied: "I'm going to join the army, I don't know if I can come back in the future."

After hesitating for a moment, he said: "There is nothing valuable at home, and there are some rice and noodles left in the tank, which cannot be kept for a long time. If Aunt Zhang doesn't dislike it, she can take it herself."

"Oh... that's right..." Aunt Zhang nodded, not showing much gratitude.She is usually the most petty and cheap, and she is so happy to have such free food and rice.

But she dared not touch Yan Cheng's things.

Fear of bad luck!
"That's right!" She suddenly thought of something, "Wait a minute, I'll call all the villagers to see you off!"

"This... Aunt Zhang doesn't need it!" Yan Cheng didn't expect Aunt Zhang to be so enthusiastic, and the kung fu has already disappeared.

"It seems that the people in this village are not so cold-blooded and ruthless!" Zhuang Wan said.

Yan Cheng was also surprised.When his father and mother were there, the people in the village got along very well, and the aunts often gave him dates and melon seeds and various snacks, saying that he would be more promising than his father in the future.But since his parents died of illness, and the fortune teller said that he would kill his parents and bring bad luck to the village, everyone saw him like a scourge.

Now that he was about to leave the village, they still couldn't bear to see him off after all.

Yan Cheng's long-suppressed desire for family affection began to revive. His parents left early, and he lost his relatives, but he has always regarded the elders and fellow villagers in the village as his only remaining relatives in this world.

Soon, Aunt Zhang came back, followed by a group of people, hurried towards them.

Zhuang Wan saw that Yan Cheng's eyes were red as he looked at them, she seemed very moved.

She is also very relieved that the more happiness the villain has, the less chance of blackening.But when everyone came over, she felt something was wrong.

The neighbors all stood at a distance, as if they had an infectious disease.And in everyone's eyes is not the look of reluctance when seeing off, but a kind of hidden joy.

I don't know who asked, "Are you really going to join the army?"

Yan Cheng also noticed that the crowd didn't seem to come to see him off, but with ulterior motives.

He replied coldly: "Yes!"

The stones that a group of people were pressing on their hearts seemed to have fallen to the ground, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, showing smiles like the rest of their lives after a catastrophe.

Someone said in a low voice: "This 'unlucky' is about to leave, it's better not to come back forever."

Someone echoed: "Those who went to the battlefield, there are still a few who can come back alive."

"Then our village will be at peace from now on, it's really great."

For Yan Cheng's departure, everyone was overjoyed and could not wait to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

Zhuang Wan was shocked. She glanced at Yan Cheng with a calm expression, as if she hadn't heard these slanderous words at all.

I don't know if the heart is as calm as the surface.

"Can you speak a little louder?" Zhuang Wan looked at the women who were talking loudly, "Afraid people won't hear you?"

She couldn't stand it anymore.

"Who are you?" A woman looked at her: "You're not from our village!"

"You don't care who I am!" Zhuang Wan scolded angrily, "Hurry up, or my fists won't have eyes!"

"Tch, I was afraid that you would fail!" The woman snorted coldly, "You and that bad luck are in the same company, and I think it is also a bad luck."

"You're right, I'm also unlucky, I'm even more unlucky than him!" Zhuang Wan looked at the people around and said, "Anyone who gets close to me will get sores on his tongue and mouth, and can't speak or eat for a month."

As she spoke, she walked towards the crowd: "If you don't leave, I will pass this bad luck on you."

Everyone retreated again and again, although they felt that she was exaggerating, but it was still necessary to be on guard.

But they came here boldly, and they had to see that the bad luck in the village had really gone before they could feel at ease.

"It's you who should get out! Get out, get out!"

"That's right, get out of the village!"

"Hey! I have a bad temper!" Zhuang Wan rolled up her sleeves and wanted to step forward but was held back by Yan Cheng, his hands were cold and still trembling slightly.

"Let's go!"

"..."

Zhuang Wan sighed helplessly: "Forget it, anyway, you won't go back to this ghostly place in the future, the backcountry is still regarded as a geomantic treasure by these people!"

"Finally gone!"

Seeing the two of them left the village, everyone heaved a sigh of relief and returned home full of hope.

The laughter of the villagers gradually faded away, and Yan Cheng walked at a leisurely pace.

"Are you okay?" Zhuang Wan was worried about the psychological impact he would leave, so she hurried forward to inquire, not to plant any signs of blackening for him.

Yan Cheng didn't stop walking, "I used to not understand that they would treat me like this because of a fortune teller, but today I understand..."

He looked ahead with sad eyes: "Because I don't belong here! But where did I come from, and where should I go? Where can I really be accommodated?"

Upon hearing his words, Zhuang Wan murmured that it was not good, and persuaded: "Don't be so pessimistic, look at me, I am not worse than you."

She began to make up her very miserable life experience, "You have lived at least ten years of being loved by your parents. I don't even know who my parents are. As long as I can remember, I have been begging in the streets and alleys for a living. The ruined temple is my home, and sleeping on the streets is commonplace.”

Yan Cheng stopped and looked back at her, "Then have you ever complained about unfairness?"

(End of this chapter)