After that day, Yang Zhi never saw the five people again.
Three days later, news came that the Shepherd Tribe had moved to Moxi, a place thousands of miles away from Luosong Village.
Then on the top of the cliff facing the sea to the west of Houhai, there was an unknown flag fluttering in the wind. The flag was black with a red edge.
In the decades since the flag appeared, no outsider has disturbed the peace of Luosong Village.
The living conditions of Luosong Village have also begun to change significantly. Nansang has opened a small pass near the Houhai border. There is a small trade market in the pass. The local government has posted an official document at the pass. Current residents of Luosong Village can use their identities to enter the pass. Businesses are done in small trading markets, and children in the village can attend private schools in the city.
When he learned the news, Yang Zhi sat in the yard of his home, his eyes red.
In the eyes of Bai Yu and Tianbao, this move may be just to compensate Luosong Village for having been implicated.
But in the eyes of the people of Luosong Village, this is a great grace.
Although Luosong Village has avoided a lot of disputes because of its remote location, it has also suffered a lot of inconveniences.
Especially for children in villages, it is extremely difficult for them to go to school.
The benefactors carefully thought of this for them and solved the problem for them.
After learning that their children could attend private schools in Nansang, the villagers of Luosong Village almost went crazy with joy.
"Lao Yang, Lao Yang! You have been in business for so many years, can you take the big guys with you and let's go to the market in Guan Nei?"
"It's a great thing for my child to be able to read! If he can read, it will cost him a lot of money a year, so he has to find a way to make money!"
"You can do a little business or find some part-time labor, no matter what! We haven't left the village for many years, and when we walked out, our eyes darkened. I really have to rely on you this time, Brother Yang!"
The villagers poured into the Yang family's yard and started to quarrel with each other. The little knots in their hearts that had been frightened by the Yang family's involvement were all dissipated at this moment.
Yang Zhi looked at the people around him and met a pair of dazzling eyes full of hope. He patted his chest bravely and said, "Okay! As long as you have an idea, I will lead the way for you!"
While Luoluosong Village was celebrating, Tianbao and his party had already arrived at the southern border of Nansang.
Passing by here, a few people made a special trip to the Yuan Jiajun military camp to visit Uncle Duandao, whom they had not seen for many years.
It was afternoon when we arrived at the military camp.
Broken Knife Man was not in the camp and took his soldiers to the valley for field training.
Nowadays, the country of Dai Viet is peaceful and the people are safe, but when living in peace, we must be alert for danger. We must not relax in training our troops at any time, and we need to maintain the best condition at all times.
But when called upon, he can go to the battlefield at any time.
Among the soldiers who stayed in the camp, many veterans still recognized Tianbao and Bai Yu.
Even new recruits recognize Su Wu and Mai Sui.
So a few people came to visit, and the soldiers on duty took them directly to the commander's tent and asked them to sit and wait in the tent. They also specially brought drinks and side dishes to accompany the wine from the kitchen.
Watching the sun shift slightly to the west, Old Man Du kept walking around the tent with his hands behind his back.
"Grandpa also knew General Yuan before? Are they really old acquaintances? He is also my son - godson?"
"That shouldn't be the case. How could a person like Grandpa get mixed up with people from the imperial court? He's still a general. He sounds like he's a decent person! Grandpa would never associate with such a decent person! You really didn't fool Grandpa. ?”
"Before the person comes back, tell the truth to grandpa. Is he filial to grandpa? If he is filial, grandpa will give him a good face later. If he is not filial, grandpa will give him some good medicine! Jie Jie Jie!"
"No, no, no, it's better to stop talking. Don't say anything to any of you! Grandpa thinks about it, maybe he can think of something! Don't move! That plate of peanuts belongs to grandpa!"
After walking around for a few times, Leng Buding found that half of the plate of peanuts had been eaten. The old man rushed forward anxiously and slapped Su Wu who had eaten the most.
"Unfilial grandson! Why are you so greedy! Do you understand how to respect your elders? Respect your elders! Grandpa is the oldest! You are eating it for yourself, and grandpa hasn't tasted a single pill yet! Bring it, bring it! Don't grab it!"
"Grandpa Du, you only remember to respect the elders and not to love the young. We are young, please love us more, don't grab, don't grab, take two more pills! Bai Yu! Pass it over quickly!"
Su Wu deliberately teased the old man and made him angry.
Several people at the small table got into a fuss, and the table was knocked around.
During the fight, a man's deep and deep voice sounded outside the tent, speaking before anyone arrived, "Old poisonous creature, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so capable of making trouble."
The poisonous old man was stunned, and subconsciously opened his mouth, "Son, you are back!"
Four sweet babies, "..."
"Hahahaha! Grandpa Du, you don't remember things in your mind, but you haven't forgotten what you used to say!"
In the past, when Grandpa Du and Uncle Broken Knife were hanging out together, didn't they often deliberately bury their sons?
The tent curtain was lifted from the outside, and the man walked in from the outside. His tall figure made the tent look cramped.
He was wearing gray cloth armor, his hair was graying, and his face was more weathered, adding unfamiliar traces of time.
Only the eyes remained unchanged.
It was dark and deep, and when looking at them with sharp eyes, they always showed closeness and rare gentleness.
Tianbao stood up and walked up to the man. He pursed his lips and smiled. His throat was clogged and sourness filled the tip of his nose.
She called, "Uncle Broken Knife."
Broken Blade lowered his eyes and looked at her face carefully, his eyes flashing with water. After a moment, his big hand touched her head, as warm as before. "Be good, just come back."
After he appeared, the noisy little old man calmed down, and the dog leaning beside him looked at him furtively.
After sizing it up, he poked his head between the two of them and said, "Are you Broken Blade? You have the aura to be worthy of a general, my son!"
As soon as the old man opened his mouth, all the fermenting sadness in the air was immediately cut in half.
Duandao raised the corner of his mouth high, pulled the little old man over with one hand, hugged him in the air, weighed him twice, and said easily, "You are such a bitch, you always want to take advantage of others. I won't do it this time." Don’t worry about it. It’s been a long time, old man. I’ve been thinking about you very much.”
The old man's triangular eyes popped out, his face full of disbelief.
People are going crazy.
What the hell is he trying to do?
Who are you insulting?
"You, you, you, let me down! I'll settle the score with you later! Is there anyone who hugs people like you? I'm not a girl! It's so insulting, bitch! Ugh!"
Grandpa is so angry! They were all so angry that they stuttered!
The old man put his hands on his hips and made a fierce look.
Actually, I'm not really that angry.
I just feel like crying.
