Dressed As a Farm Boy, He Cheated on His Way Out of the Desert.: Chapter 174 The first seventy-four

Chapter 174 Chapter 174: The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift

Mr. Liu couldn't bear to see it, so he helped him sit down with his own hands, "Brother Guo, don't be anxious, let's talk slowly. At any time, you must think more about yourself and your children."

Mr. Guo’s hands were trembling, and it was obvious that he had already guessed something.

Sure enough, Mr. Wen said bravely, "When we were trying to escape, we were almost overtaken by barbarians, so we had to go into the forest and met Brother Li and others from the same village. Because it was difficult to travel in the cold winter, we lived together in the mountains. months.

"One day, suddenly a child in the village was lost. When everyone was in a hurry, a bandit shot an arrow to deliver a message, asking for food and money. There was no money or food in the village, and he wanted to save the child, so he quickly chased after him, killed the bandit, and saved the child. Child. I found this jade pendant from the bandit."

Mr. Guo still had some hope in his heart, his upper and lower teeth were chattering, and he still insisted on asking, "Did the bandits only robbed things? Are my son and the others still safe?"

Mr. Wen looked at Li Laosi and Liu Biaotou. Li Laosi took a deep breath and shook his head to stop the old man's thoughts.

“The four boys, four girls and four children we saw, a total of twelve people, were killed, and we buried them with our own hands.”

Mr. Guo fell down from his chair and passed out.

Guo Qing rushed over like crazy, hugged Mr. Guo, and looked at everyone, his eyes full of hatred and anger.

"You know it, why do you say it? Do you sincerely want to kill my uncle?"

Everyone frowned when they heard this, but they all thought he was so worried that he was so rude.

 At once, everyone helped to help Mr. Guo up. Doctor Zhang also took out the silver needle he had brought with him and quickly injected seven or eight needles into the old man.

Guo Wenhao was young after all, so he was so frightened that he cried pitifully while holding some snacks.

Jiayin hurried over and hugged him, patting him with her little hands.

Guo Wenhao probably didn't expect that Good News would coax him, so he was a little surprised, but he forgot about his fear just now.

Soon, Mr. Guo woke up. The first thing he did was to look for his grandson. When he saw his grandson being held by a fat girl, he showed no signs of panic. He breathed a long sigh of relief and burst into tears. come out.

“I knew it was going to be very bad even though they hadn’t been found for such a long time, but I always hoped that they would have good luck and suddenly appear in front of me. I didn’t expect that... I still didn’t escape it!”



　　Everyone felt sad and tried to persuade him, "Chief, you still have to be strong. You still have a grandson to raise."

Jiayin led Guo Wenhao and walked over. Mr. Guo hugged his grandson and choked with tears.

 “Wen Hao, you are the only one left with grandpa.”

Guo Wenhao didn’t understand what was going on, but he also knew that he was crying with his grandfather.

Guo Qing stood next to an old man and a young man, his expression seemed very sad, but Jiayin was short, and when he looked up, he could see the coldness and resentment in his eyes.

She was startled and subconsciously took two steps back. Mrs. Cui thought she was frightened by Mr. Guo, so she immediately hugged her and retreated behind the people.

Jiayin hugged Mrs. Cui's neck and could not forget the look in Guo Qing's eyes.

Jiayin lay in Mrs. Guo's ear and whispered, "Sister, he is so scary! He looks like a bad person!"

Mrs. Cui was stunned when she heard this. Before she could speak, Guo Qing turned her head and looked over. The residual resentment in his eyes made her heart skip a beat.

Xu Shijian Jiayin was just a one or two-year-old child, and Mrs. Cui was no different. Guo Qing didn't pay much attention and continued to lower his head to comfort Mr. Guo and his grandson.

"Uncle, you still have me. My parents passed away early. From now on, uncle will be my father. I will definitely be filial to uncle and raise Wen Hao well."

“Okay, okay.” Mr. Guo patted his nephew on the shoulder and wiped his tears. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with his nephew. Mrs. Cui hugged Jiayin tightly, not daring to let go. Finally, after thinking about it, she asked the maids to serve hot tea again.

Mr. Guo took a few sips and calmed down a bit, so he bowed and thanked Li Laosi and Liu Biaotou.

"Thank you two righteous men for burying my son and his wife. Can the two righteous men tell you how they died? Are there any suicide notes or relics left behind?"

Li Laosi quickly returned the gift, and then said after careful consideration, "My condolences, Mr. Shan. After your family was kidnapped by bandits, they were locked in a cellar. The weather was too cold. Maybe they couldn't bear it and froze to death."

Mr. Guo shed tears again. His children and grandchildren were spared the physical pain, but they still died miserably.

Li Laosi said quickly, "They didn't leave any suicide note, but they threw a few boxes of books on the way, and we picked them up. My nephew and Mr. Wen chose a few books and have been studying them, and the rest are sealed in our It’s in the cave where I stayed, and I’m just waiting to get it back when I have the chance.”

Having said this, Jiaren took out a book from his arms and held it in front of Mr. Guo with both hands.

Mr. Guo looked at the pages of the book and saw his eldest son’s private seal and his inscription. He couldn’t help but hugged the book and cried bitterly.

Li Laosi took out two more pieces of paper and said, "There are no coffins or other things in the mountain. We can only use suitcases and bury men and women separately. The appearance, age, characteristics of the buried people, and the marks of the boxes are all written down. Please keep them, Chief of the mountain. It's easier to tell when the bones are removed."

Mr. Guo took it with trembling hands and knelt down to kowtow, "Thank you so much for the martyr's burial. The Guo family will surely be richly rewarded."

"The mountain chief's words are serious. If we had gone a few days earlier, we might have been able to save them, but it's a pity." Li Laosi helped Mr. Guo and sighed in his heart when he thought of the women who committed suicide.

Everyone continued to comfort him, and finally Mr. Guo recovered a lot.

He had already guessed it. Now he knew that his children and grandchildren died not too painfully and were buried. The collection of books at home was even saved. This was a comfort.

Guo Qingxu was afraid that his uncle would be even more sad, so he urged him to leave.

Mr. Guo thanked everyone again before taking his grandson away.

Perhaps he was thanking Jiayin for his comfort just now, Guo Wenhao walked to the door, turned around and ran back, crossed his legs and gave Jiayin a small carved wooden horse.

 The little wooden horse is very smooth and exquisitely carved. It is obviously his favorite thing.

Jiayin originally wanted to refuse, but seeing the innocence and shyness in Guo Wenhao's eyes, she subconsciously accepted it.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, even Mr. Guo seemed to feel relaxed.

"It's rare that Wen Hao has a little sister he likes. Let the children play with it. In the future, they will be able to play together when they live close by."

Mrs. Cui brought the good news, bowed and thanked him, and then sent Mr. Guo off together.

Seeing a family of three getting on the carriage, everyone watched for a long time before sighing and going back to sit down again.

 “Pity the white-haired man and send the black-haired man away.”

“Yes, moving the capital has caused the destruction of people’s families.”

 “Fortunately, the mountain chief’s nephew seems to be quite filial.”

Mr. Liu took a sip of tea and comforted everyone, "Don't worry too much about Mr. Guo. I heard that during this period, he has contacted his old friends and plans to reopen Taihua Academy. I believe that as time goes by, the pain will fade away." , it will always get better.”

After hearing this, Mr. Wen asked, "This is a good thing. If it is close, Jiaren can go to study after the academy is built. I was supposed to teach in person every day, but since I first entered the court, I am a little busy. I'm afraid It will delay Jiaren. It just so happens that Jiaren can study hard in the academy and I can give guidance. Wouldn't it be better?"

 (End of this chapter)