Jin Liangyu

Chapter 10 Erlang of the Zhou family
  "My boss, I think it's feasible, but I don't know how to calculate this electronic currency." The couple are both smart enough, and when it comes to doing business, they are very clear-cut.

It’s this electronic currency that I haven’t figured out yet.

System: You can just ask the considerate Xiaojiu to find out.

However, it didn't know that the Jin family's minds were spinning too fast and the story had turned over in a blink of an eye.

As expected of a cook, Jin Sheng's thoughts were faster than those of his wife and daughter. He was already standing on the edge of the green belt, thinking about it.

"I think the green belt is pretty good. If we plant some vegetables or something like that, wouldn't it be considered waste recycling?"

"You can have this."

"When today's matter is settled, I will come in and clean up this place."

"There seems to be some vegetable seeds at home. I'll help you plant them together."

"You don't need to do this little work, just take care of my eldest daughter."

"Ah."

The family was thinking about what would be most reliable to plant in the green belt, and they lost track of time for a while.

Until Jin Liangyu heard something moving outside, as if someone had jumped over the wall and entered the yard, so he pulled his parents out.

"Daughter, you should lie down first."

Father Jin quietly arranged for his wife and daughter, then pulled out the kitchen knife from his belt and walked lightly to the door of the main room.

The person coming from outside seemed to be very familiar with the Zhou family's yard. He rushed to the door of the west wing in a few steps and opened the door.

Seeing that the door was locked from the inside, he banged on the door vigorously: "Daughter-in-law, open the door."

The sudden sound frightened the sleeping baby, who opened his mouth and burst into tears.

The tensed people outside the west wing felt better when they heard their son's powerful cry.

But his wife hasn't replied yet, and he is still worried.

"Daughter-in-law, wife, are you okay?"

At this moment, Jin's father also heard that the person outside was his son-in-law, and hurriedly opened the door.

In the dim light from the east, the faces inside the door were not clearly visible, but Zhou Erlang could still recognize at a glance that the person who opened the door for him was his father-in-law, and he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

My heart was beating wildly, and my mouth kept exclaiming: "You, you, you, you!!!"

He repeated "you" three or four times, just to ask: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

He remembered that in his previous life, he followed his uncles back as escorts, and his father-in-law and mother-in-law were both dead.

They were driving a donkey cart to see their daughter, but for some unknown reason they fell into a ditch and died.

The wife waited for his return with her last breath.

He would never forget it for the rest of his life. He held his wife's cold hand and couldn't warm it no matter how hard he covered it.

The daughter-in-law told him intermittently how she was harmed by his mother and sister-in-law, and how she tried her last to give birth to a son.

The wife stared at him, shedding tears of nostalgia in her eyes, and breathed her last breath.

People familiar with the matter said that his wife was unjustly accused of death, and she could not let go of him and the children, so she refused to die in peace.

He went crazy at that time, picked up the door pole and broke both of Zhu's legs.

If his father and elder brother hadn't hugged his waist and stopped him desperately, he would have smashed Zhu's head to avenge his wife.

But before the wife's revenge was avenged, a large number of refugees poured into Yulin Town, saying that the city in the north had been destroyed by the Tatars and massacred a city.

After hearing this, everyone packed up their food and fled south. He also hurriedly buried his wife on a sunny hillside, hugged his son, picked up the baggage, and left the house without looking back.

No matter how his father kept calling his name from behind, he didn't look back.

The son had just been born, was weak, had no milk, and was on the road to escape. He almost ended up with his wife several times.

He desperately begged for a woman with breasts, begged a doctor, begged God, and his son narrowly escaped with a small life.

But this luck came to an abrupt end when his son was almost one year old. Throughout the winter, he held his son in his arms, keeping him warm.

But that day, her son's little body was just like his mother's before, and he couldn't keep warm no matter what.

He knelt on the ground covered with frost and snow, begging God to open his eyes and take pity on his son, who was still so young.

But his desperate cries were quickly blown away by the howling north wind.

With his son gone, he had no reason to live, so he hugged his son's cold little body and walked back. He wanted to take his son back to find his wife.

Along the way, he forgot about hunger and thirst, and returned to the deserted Shangyang Village with obsession.

The sunny hillside appeared in his field of vision, and he saw his wife waving to him, with deep affection in her big almond eyes.

He hugged his son and ran towards his wife with all his strength. He wanted to tell her that he missed her.

...

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in the ruined temple, unable to think of anything for a while.

It was the second uncle who said that they had just beaten away a group of Jie Dao gangsters, and during the fight, he hit his head on a Buddha statue and fainted.

He couldn't remember whether this had happened before. He sat dizzy for a long time before he thought of something. He seemed to have returned to the day when his wife was murdered and gave birth prematurely.

He hurriedly asked his second uncle what day it was today?

The second uncle told him that it was the sixth day of the lunar month. He jumped up from the ground and ran staggeringly outside the ruined temple, regardless of his dizziness and unsteadiness on his feet.

His second uncle and third uncle were also confused by him, and they all chased him out to ask what was going on.

He didn't dare tell his uncles that it seemed like two lifetimes had passed, so he used the excuse that he had just had a dream in which his sister-in-law caused Ayu to give birth prematurely.

Also, the Tatars are coming.

The uncles all loved their niece and knew Zhu's virtues, so they asked him to hurry back and they followed up as quickly as possible.

He just rode his horse and galloped all the way. After a hundred and eighty miles, he ran back in one go.

...

Father Jin didn't expect that his son-in-law would sit on the ground when he saw him.

It looked like he was still scared!

Although he had doubts in his heart, he still reached out and pulled Erlang up from the ground.

"Erlang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Erlang: My father-in-law’s big hands are still rough and warm in my memory.

That means my father-in-law is alive and not dead.

Zhou Erlang's mind was spinning rapidly. He thought that he could live two lifetimes, and so could his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

After figuring this problem out, he smiled and called, "Dad." Then he rushed into the house.

He wants to see his wife, he really misses her.

But as soon as he ran into the main room, he was stopped by his father-in-law.

"Erlang, please stay by the small stove for a while, go and get rid of the cold so that the cold doesn't freeze the two of them."

"Hey."

In the room, Liang Jing coaxed her eldest grandson, and then complained in a low voice: "You are such a stupid young man, you scared my eldest grandson."

"Pfft." Jin Liangyu couldn't help but laughed when she saw that her mother's complaining voice was as low as a mosquito.

When Zhou Erlang heard his wife's laughter, he covered his chest and silently shed tears.

It’s great that my wife is still alive.

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