C190 It's Important to Come Back?

After dinner, Fan Wenbin told Duan Xiangmei and drove straight to his hometown. When he crossed the suspension bridge, he consciously slowed down the car and stared at the slowly flowing Yellow River. He wanted to see the River God again. However, even after he got off the suspension bridge, he did not realize that the Yellow River was different from usual.

When he returned to the Fan Family's ferry, the sky had just turned dark when he could no longer see a shadow of a person in the village. He also heard a dog barking. It was pitch black and heavy. There was only the sound of the cold wind wreaking havoc in the open fields, as well as the rustling of the trees. It seemed even more desolate and desolate.

At this time, Fan Youmin and his wife had just eaten dinner, and were surrounding the stove. They chatted with each other without saying a word, and just as they were talking about their eldest son, they heard a dog bark, and then they saw Fan Wenbin walk in with a gust of cold wind.

"It's so late, why are you back?" Wang Fang stared at her son and hurriedly asked, "Is your wife and child here? I haven't seen them for so many days. I really miss them. " Out of the four sons, her favorite was her eldest son. He loved the house and the crow, and he loved Duan Xiangmei and Fan Xueli the most.

This kind of biased attitude that was obviously biased made the other daughter-in-law very unhappy, especially the wife of the second son, Fan Wenlin, Liu Aijuan. Other than very special things, she did not come to the Fan family all year round. Furthermore, she had scolded this mother-in-law countless times behind her back, saying that she was poor and loved being rich.

Of course, Wang Fang also hated Liu Aijuan. She hated her to the point that she did not want to see her again. She believed that Liu Aijuan had always looked down on rural people because she was a city person. She was far less cultured than Duan Xiangmei and was very simple and close to her.

At that time, at Fan Wenlin's marriage, Wang Fang had firmly opposed it. She was worried that her son would be bullied in the future because of his honest and cowardly character. However, it was too late for her son to do so. Her son couldn't help but be a mother. In the end, she could only follow her son's lead and borrow some money from the east and west to let Fan Wenlin marry Liu Aijuan, who had been a temp at that time.

"I came back alone. " Fan Wenbin said very easily, and then he placed the big bag and small bag on the table. He sat by the stove and started to roast. Even though he would return to his hometown every few days, Every time he came back, he would buy a lot of food and drinks. Whatever black sesame paste or cake, it was something that parents loved to eat and drink. His hands had never been empty.

He knew that in order to provide for his studies, his parents had to eat a lot of food and clothing, and they had to suffer a lot. When he was studying at Wu Han University, it was already the beginning of the 1990s. It had been almost ten years since he had booked his property. Although his living standards had changed a lot compared to before, he was still very backward and poor in the vast rural areas in the northwest.

At that time, after his father contracted the property, Besides farming, he often ran around everywhere. He would sell some of the small items that he was short of and earn money to support his family. Later on, In the Summer of Ningxia, he saw that growing cinnamon made a lot of money. He contracted dozens of acres of land in the village and started to grow the plant called "Desert Ginseng" with peace of mind. Thus, He gradually escaped poverty and became rich.

It was precisely because of this kind of strong gratitude that Fan Wenbin felt that he should do more filial piety. He should let his parents, who had suffered for his entire life, live in such a good society that had never been seen before. He should live a few more years and enjoy a few more days of good fortune. That was the greatest filial piety. Of course, other than this gratitude, And it has a lot to do with his experience and upbringing.

Now, as he grew older. . . He realized that there was only one person. . . If even his own parents were not filial, let alone having a big career in society. . . He could not even be considered a qualified person. With such a person, Whether it was in the business world or in life, he didn't do business at all. And he didn't interact with him, let alone make friends.

Fan Youmin was not like his wife, Wang Fang, who would ask questions every time. He was very enthusiastic, and even a little cold. Since he was a child until today, he had always treated his children like this. As a father, he had always been like this.

Because, he always thought that. . . Pretending to the child was the same as indulging the child. . . It was also the same as harming the child's entire life. There was an old saying that was very well said. If one spoiled the child, it was like killing the child. A son was not like a daughter. He could not be spoiled. A pampered boy, when he grows up. . . He had no future. The old flat-headed Wu Zhengzu was a very good example.

Old flat-headed's parents gave birth to four daughters in a row. The fifth child was only a male child, and he loved him very much. Since he was young, he had a lot of food to eat, and he didn't dare to give his feet to his son. He was always worried that his son wouldn't be happy. When he grew up, he became like this when he had a flat head.

In his distant memories, his father Fan Zhengkun had never given his brothers a good look. He had asked them to do all kinds of dirty and hard work. He often said with a straight face, A man who doesn't suffer and suffer hardships, lives in this world. What was the point?

"You came back so late this time. Is there something urgent?" After a long while, Seeing that his wife and son had more or less finished talking, Fan Youmin asked his son in a muffled voice. Ever since the wolf's howl was heard in the middle of the night, He always had a vague bad feeling in his heart, and always felt very uneasy.

According to the father and son's final discussion about this matter, the second brother, Fan Wengong, had slept with his parents for more than ten nights. He saw that everything was peaceful and had nothing to do, so he felt that trouble no longer came. Later on, it was also strange that the wolf's howl never sounded again. At night, the entire Fan Family's Du Ping was peaceful and quiet. Nothing strange had happened.

Even so, the uneasiness in the hearts of the people did not lessen at all. On the contrary, it became even heavier. They even secretly thought that under such a calm exterior, there must be an even more terrifying disaster hidden, making him constantly on tenterhooks, paying close attention to everything around him, especially his children.

A few days ago, when Fan Wenyan, her eldest daughter, heard about this matter, she and her husband Guo Liang, as well as her son and daughter-in-law, and her grandson, had specially come to visit her parents. Fan Wenyan's home, in Guo Village, which was not far from the Fan family, was also under Mei Tanxiang's jurisdiction.

She saw that her mother was very cheerful, as if nothing had happened. They were talking and laughing, and in his father's smile, Fan Wenyan felt her heart sink when she saw that there was a hint of melancholy hidden within her father's smile. She couldn't help but say, "Dad, I heard a lot of people say. . . Now you can't even pick up wolf dung, so how can there be any wild wolves? I think you're just looking for trouble for yourself. Relax a bit. Then there's nothing else.

His great-grandson was six years old this year, and his name was Guo Xiaohu. He was very mischievous and said with a smile, "Great-grandfather. Call me if you have any more wolves at home. I want to learn from Wu Song on television. He killed a tiger. I also want to kill a wolf with my own hands. " As he spoke, he also learned how Wu Song beat a tiger a few times. He kept letting out "hehe" sounds, very cute.

His son-in-law, Guo Liang, was the same age as Fan Wenbin. He was almost fifty years old this year, and he also said with a smile, "Even if there is a wolf, you don't have to be afraid. A living person can still scare a wolf? That night, were you dreaming? Did you dream of a wild wolf?" After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh.

When he heard that news of a wild wolf had come from his father-in-law's house, Guo Liang was shocked. He thought that there was something wrong with the brain of the person who said this. Later, the number of people who heard the legend gradually increased. Only then did he feel that it was very strange, so he came along with his wife and children to take a look. What exactly happened in father-in-law's house? During this period of time, It had actually become the focal point of everyone's discussion in the entire Mei'an Village.

A few years ago, Guo Liang had gathered money to buy a taxi for his son, Guo Shengwu, and had him specially rent it out. Now, people's living standards had increased. Once they went out, the road was slightly further away, so they took a taxi. Guo Shengwu was a very quick-witted person. He was good at reading people's expressions and talking. Business had always been good.

At this time, Guo Shengwu also said in a mocking tone, "Grandpa, don't worry. Even if the wolf comes, there's nothing much to worry about. " After a moment, he said again, "Grandpa, are you frightened by those strange things recorded in the Fan Family's book? It's broad daylight, why are you so paranoid?

He had read the newly revised Fan Family's Book and knew about those things. But he felt that it was very strange and didn't believe it at all. The world was bright and clear. How could such a strange thing happen? Of course, this was just a thought in his mind. In front of Fan Wenbin, Fan Wengong, and his uncles, he did not dare to say out his true thoughts. Otherwise, He would be reprimanded.

Under the guidance of his daughter, son-in-law, and great-grandson, Fan Youmin felt that he had indeed thought too much. He had put in a lot of effort and felt very uncomfortable. However, the shadow in his heart still did not completely disappear, leaving behind a little trace.

Tonight, seeing that his eldest son had suddenly returned, he could not help but ask. Did he rush back overnight because of something urgent? Although it was a verbal question, in his heart, he hoped that his son could say such a thing. There was nothing urgent, he just came back to see you and my mother.

However, his son's words made Fan Youmin feel as if he had been struck by a hammer in his heart. It was as if a rock had been thrown into the Yellow River. The lingering shadow in his heart could not help but expand in circles. Then, he thought of the wolf howl that night. He could not help but shiver.

"I came back so late. There must be something wrong. " Fan Wenbin glanced at his father and spoke the truth. As for what it was, he absolutely could not tell his parents. After a moment, he asked in a cold voice, "Dad, so many days have passed. Has Wild Wolf come again?"

Although he did not believe that there were still rumors about the wild wolf, the story that his father told about the Fan family's ancestor and the wolf, especially the Fan family's first and second generation ancestor in Daan, the Fan family's father and son, Fan Shide and Fan Weigeng, actually died one after another in a very cold morning. It made Fan Wenbin feel that it was unbelievable, but he also kept it in his heart.

When Wang Fang saw her son mention the wild wolf again, she hurriedly said, "I've never been here, I've never been here. If I came again, wouldn't that scare me and your father to death? Even that time, it scared us half to death. " When she thought of that terrifying night, her heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

A few days later, when the news of Duan Xiangmei's accident reached Fan Youmin and Wang Fang's ears, they couldn't help but think of the wolf's howl. They all agreed that it was the wolf's howl that brought a huge disaster to their eldest son's family.

But at this very moment, on this very cold, quiet night, which was also a very long winter night, they surrounded the exuberant furnace. Borrowing the topic that Fan Wenbin had brought up, they couldn't help but discuss the story of the Fan Clan's ancestor and the wild wolf. The three of them were very interested.

Not long after the retired expert from the provincial governor's office who solved the case, the captain of the police, was bitten to death by the wild wolf in the Fan Clan's courtyard, the second generation ancestor, Fan Jinggeng, who played a great role in the history of the Fan Clan, also died without any warning on a very cool autumn night.

Before he died, he was like a wild wolf baring his teeth and howling in the depths of his throat. After running crazily in the yard for a while, he was exhausted and foaming at the mouth. Under the eyes of everyone, he pointed his finger at the deep sky and swallowed his last breath without saying a word. He fell to the ground and died.

The sudden death of the second ancestor, Fan Jinggeng, made the Fan Clan, which was already in a state of panic, once again face a falling apart situation. Some of the members of the clan even secretly thought that the terrain of the Fan Clan was too harsh and unsuitable for the survival of the Fan Clan. Therefore, they had the idea of moving to another place to live.

At this very crucial moment, Fan Tiangeng, second son of Fan Shide, a seemingly honest and useless man, bravely stood out and elected Fan Yongchang, the eldest son of his eldest brother, Fan Weigeng, as the leader of the family. He protected the stability of the family and also consolidated the foundation of the Fan Family in the Fan Family.

After Fan Yongchang became the leader of the family, in order to completely eliminate the fear and uneasiness that enveloped every member of the family, After a secret discussion with his second uncle, Fan Tiangeng, he decided that during the New Year. . . In the Red Groove, taking advantage of the fact that all the members of the family had returned home to reunite. . . The old battalion of the Fan family invited Zhu Yinyang, who was very famous in Daan City, to join them. Only by doing a great deed could the clan be inspired from the source.

Fan Wenbin knew that Zhu Yinyang was the ancestor of the current head of White Cloud Temple, Zhenyang Zi, and a very profound master of Yin Yang. To be honest, even ten Zhenyang Zi could not compare to his ancestor. According to the family records, this law incident had alarmed both sides of the Yellow River, causing the people of a few counties to discuss it for more than half a year, and it did not stop for a long time.

"Great Qing Jiaqing 10th year, Year 1805, Spring Festival. On the first day, the weather is clear and the sun shines. All of the descendants of the Fan family gather in the old camp of the Fan family in the Red Groove. In front of the ancestral tomb, they prostrated on the ground. Flower wreaths and banners are everywhere, covering the entire bottom of the ravine. The atmosphere is exceptionally solemn and solemn.

"Zhu Yinyang wore a Daoist temple on his head and wore a black robe. His expression was calm and full of confidence. He led the disciples and held a magic weapon in their hands. They surrounded the ancestral grave and muttered something. He sang while dancing, and suddenly raised his head and prayed. Suddenly casting a spell on the ground, and then jumping into the air. . . He suddenly stood on the grave. The sound of the magic bell, the Cloud Gong, the Cymbals, and the wooden fish was followed by the sound of the red, red, yellow, white and black Five Color Flag. For a moment, it resounded through the clouds. It shook the mountains for half a day without end.

However, this huge spending of money shook both sides of the Yellow River, temporarily stabilizing the mentality of the family members, and gathering their scattered hearts together. However, it did not stop the Fan family from producing an even more famous figure.

This very famous figure, on the day eight years later, followed a group of Heavenly Justice Disciples and rushed into the Imperial Palace. He almost assassinated the Emperor and almost changed the direction of history. Of course, this big shot also dragged the entire Fan Family into the endless abyss. This person was Fan Chenghan, the direct descendant of Fan Jinggeng's family.

Later, on the day Fan Yongchang, who had escaped death, recovered his vitality, he stood on the high steps of the Fan Family's ancestral hall with great dignity. Facing the bright and warm sunlight, he announced loudly in front of all the members of the Fan Family that there was no longer this Fan Chenghan in the Fan Family.

"In history, the Fan Clan has some influence and reputation in the Daan region. However, who can know about the painful tears inside?" When they talked about the great disaster that Fan Chenghan had brought to the Fan family, Fan Youmin could not help but sigh heavily and say faintly, "That time, I really escaped death. My life should not have ended. "

His attitude was different from his father's hatred towards Fan Chenghan. In fact, it was the complete opposite. When Fan Wenbin first heard the story of Fan Chenghan's ancestor rushing into the palace to assassinate the emperor, another emotion was born in his heart. It was a feeling of admiration that came from the bottom of his heart.

This kind of emotion was just like what his grandfather, Fan Zhengkun, had said when he was alive. If the matter succeeded, the Fan family might have another kind of fate, but he could not tell what kind of fate it was. There was only one thing he was certain of, it definitely wouldn't be like this.