The shrew of time travel

Chapter 513 Pack up and hit the road (fourth update)

In one day, not counting the servant in the wilderness with violent corpses, three people died at the same time in a small village in Shuiyu Village.

Among them is Yan Kuan, the only son of Yan Fu's family, the largest landlord in the village.

The news was about to spread, and the whole village was shrouded in a shadow.

No one came to see the excitement, and every family closed their doors for fear of harming the fish in the pond.

The overly quiet village has a depressing feeling that the wind and rain are about to come. Even the nearly two hundred guards camped at the head of the village seem deserted, failing to stir up any waves.

From the moment Yan Fu carried Yan Kuan's body back, everyone in the village was already in danger.

You know, controlling most of the land in Shuiyu Village basically controls the livelihood of most people in Shuiyu Village...

It has to be said that the concerns of the villagers are not unreasonable.

As soon as Yan Fu came back, he had a cold face. When he entered the house, Yan Liu'er greeted him. After Yan Fu vomited blood and left the house, his heart rose up. Now that he saw Yan Kuan's body, his heart was even more serious. It's mixed flavors.

This younger brother who had occupied everything he had for many years died, and his father will only have him as his son in the future, maybe he will be able to live the life that Yan Kuan used to live in the future.

Just seeing Yan Kuan drenched in blood and being embraced by Yan Fu in his arms, thinking of all the benefits that Yan Kuan had treated him these past two days, he couldn't believe that the person who was alive and kicking when he went out was already a dead body when he came back.

He opened his mouth and stared blankly at Yan Kuan's body, but he didn't say anything after all.

"Didn't you look forward to this day? Now that Kuan'er is dead, you have a chance... Don't worry, you are my son, and you may be my only son in the future. What should be given to you is always indispensable." As expected, you are the same as your mother...You won, you won after all...Go and arrange for the servants to prepare for Kuan'er's funeral, don't care about the amount of money, everything should be the best."

Yan Fu's voice was faint, and his whole body was covered with a deep and indelible sadness.

Losing a beloved son in middle age, what could be more sad than this?He doesn't know, and doesn't want to know.

I just feel that all these years of hard work are meaningless.

"Mother, what's wrong with her...Mother, what's the matter?"

Yan Liu'er's heart was completely chilled by that expression full of hatred and sarcasm.

"What? Didn't you come to avenge her? Don't you think I failed her? Now that my son is dead, you are satisfied? Can she smile at Jiuquan?"

After Yan Fu finished speaking coldly, he carried Yan Kuan and walked into the room again, leaving a message for Liu Er to stay where he was, with an inexplicable expression on his face...

"master……"

The old housekeeper who has served for many years has long been waiting by the side.

"Kuan'er has gone..."

Before he finished a sentence, he was already in tears.

"Master's condolences..."

Seeing the grown-up child, now seeing people disappear like this, the old housekeeper is also uncomfortable.

"Condolences...sorry... Kuan'er has gone, alone. He loved women the most when he was alive. If nothing else, he will be lonely when he goes down. Let the women in his backyard tidy up. Follow Kuan'er and go on the road together."

Putting Yan Kuan down, Yan Fu wiped away the old tears on his face again, his tone was light, and if you don't listen carefully, you don't know the cruelty in his words.

"The young master is young and vigorous, and loves to linger in the flowers. The old slave thought, God shouldn't be so cruel, how could he have the heart to let the master be lonely, could it be... Young master Sun is already in the yard, we don't know yet?"

(End of this chapter)