Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wang Yao smiled and said, “OK!”
A life lived with swords and knives could not last long. To be ordinary was the basic tone of most lives lived.
“Sir, in fact, I really want to follow you as a teacher,” Jia Zizai sincerely said, once again bringing up the matter again.
“You are not in the right mood now, so come back in a year,” Wang Yao replied.
“Will you accept me as a disciple then?” Jia Zizai asked.
“Not necessarily, but we’ll see at that time,” Wang Yao said.
“That’s good,” Jia Zizai said. “Will there be any remaining houses here?”
“Why? Do you want to live here too?” Wang Yao asked.
“That’s what I want.” Hu Mei answered this time.
The two of them had discussed the matter before coming. It was an idea put forward by Hu Mei. She wanted to live in the mountain village. She had visited once before and thought it was a good place. Considering that her lover wanted to follow Wang Yao as a teacher from the bottom of his heart, if he could live there, it would be beneficial. Feelings could be gradually cultivated.
“There are houses, but there are a lot of rules to live here,” Wang Yao said. “They are not as free as you think. Things used to be completely cut off. You could not bring any trouble to this village.”
Zhong Liuchuan once provoked several killers. Now, there were two more people who had experienced the same. Wang Yao had heard Zhong Liuchuan say that these two people had done far more and worse than him. No one knew what they could expose the village too.
It was a peaceful small mountain village. No one was allowed to destroy the peaceful life there. That was the most basic requirement.
“We guarantee that if there is any problem, we will solve it and ensure it does not cause any trouble to the village,” Jia Zizai said.
“Well, you could talk to the village secretary,” Wang Yao said. “He knows which houses here are idle.”
“Thank you, Sir,” Hu Mei said.
“Drink a cup of tea,” Wang Yao said. “He should be in the village committee now.”
“We can go and ask him,” Jia Zizai said.
The couple drank the tea in their cups and left the clinic.
“Master, who are they?” Pan Jun asked.
“Two people with great stories,” Wang Yao said. “Liuchuan, go and see how they are doing over there.”
“Yes, Sir,” Zhong Liuchuan replied.
Wang Yao turned to Pan Jun and asked, “Do you work the night shift?”
“No,” Pan Jun replied.
“How about staying here tonight?” Wang Yao suggested. “We could have dinner together.”
“OK,” Pan Jun replied.
At the village committee, Wang Jianli was smoking in the yard when a man, who was a bit unkempt, and a beautiful and memorable woman entered.
“Hello, is Secretary Wang Jianli here?” Jia Zizai asked.
“That is me,” Wang Jianli replied. “What can I help you with?”
“Does this village have any old houses?” Jia Zizai asked. “I want to buy two houses here.”
“Buy a house?” Wang Jianli was shocked and thought, What’s wrong with these people in the city? The people in the village earned a living in the city, but the city people all come to the village to buy a house.
Most of the large houses in the village were idle because of the replacement agreement signed with the Sun Family Group. The ownership of the houses belonged to the Sun family. The son of the Sun family made it clear that everything in the village belonging to his family was to be handed over to Wang Yao. In fact, Sun Yunsheng had put those things under Wang Yao’s name through legal means. Wang Yao did not know it, but Wang Jianli knew because Sun Yunsheng had specifically sought him out regarding the matter. Now, he was only a clerk on the surface. He could deal with the houses but any decision had to be approved by Wang Yao.
“Yes, we want to live here,” Jia Zizai said.
“Do you want to settle down here?” Wang Jianli asked.
“Yes, the scenery here is good, and the folk customs are simple,” Jia Zizai said. “We both like it here.”
Wang Jianli thought, That’s weird! Initially, he had thought they wanted to buy two houses to have a place to relax. He didn’t expect them to want to actually live there.
“Wait a minute, I will ask someone,” he said.
Wang Jianli invited them into the house. He went into another room and called Wang Yao.
“Uncle, what is the matter?” Wang Yao asked.
“Xiao Yao, two strangers came to buy a house here,” Wang Jianli said. “I’m not certain about it!”
Wang Yao confirmed that it was Jia Zizai and Hu Mei.
“Uncle, they already came to me,” he said. “I think it is OK to sign an agreement with them. If there is a problem, let them go.”
Wang Jianli thought for a while and replied, “Well, OK.”
He went back to the other room and said, “Wait a minute while I make an agreement.”
Jia Zizai looked at the time. Since it was in the afternoon, he estimated that it would not be finished that day. He asked, “Should we come back tomorrow?”
“OK, what about tomorrow morning?” Wang Jianli suggested.
In the evening, Wang Yao invited the couple to have a meal at the Xiacun restaurant. They all drank a little wine.
Pan Jun found someone to take them home. Jia Zizai and Hu Mei did not head directly to where they were staying next to Zhong Liuchuan.
“Ah, it’s really quiet here,” Jia Zizai said as he stretched his back.
“It’s very good,” Hu Mei said as she leaned against his arms.
“Let’s apply for a marriage certificate tomorrow,” Jia Zizai suddenly said.
“Do you mean it?” Hu Mei stood up and looked into his eyes.
“Of course I do! Wait a minute.” Jia Zizai picked up his phone and looked at it carefully. “Look, tomorrow is still the day of the zodiac! That’s it!”
“Jia Zizai, I love you!” Hu Mei exclaimed.
It was a night destined to be in a love story.
In the early morning, the sun was shining.
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Thousands of miles away, in south Yunnan…
“Where are you going?” an old man asked.
“I’m going out to have a walk,” a middle-aged man said.
The old man looked at the middle-aged man, whose face was yellowish and pale, and said, “You are in an unstable situation and need rest!”
“Hey, I’m active. It’s not a problem.” The middle-aged man walked out of the room with a hat.
He left to go to a Chinese medicine store. Once he arrived, he asked for some medicinal materials. He soon returned to the place he was staying. He asked the old man about stoves and clay pots. After the old man showed them to him, the middle-aged man began to work.
“What are you doing?” the old man asked.
“Making medicine,” the middle-aged man said.
“Do you know how to do it?” the old man asked.
“I have traveled the width and length of the country and know something about it,” the middle-aged man replied.
This middle-aged man was busy all day. He stopped to rest in the evening. After two days of working, he finally made some pills, ointments, and medicaments.
“Unfortunately, there is not enough time!” His face appeared a little green and black. It was not obvious without looking carefully.
The middle-aged men went out but soon returned. He gave the old man an envelope and said, “Thank you for the past few days.”
“Hey, I can’t, I can’t!” the old man protested. “I have just done what I promised.”
“Take it.” The middle-aged man left the money. “I’m going for a walk.”
“OK, take care.” The old man knew he was about to leave.
The map was already firmly imprinted in the middle-aged man’s mind. He reached the edge of the jungle by car. He got out and carried his bag into the dense jungle.
As soon as he entered the jungle, his movements became agile and fast. It seemed that he was quite familiar with the jungle. He was very anxious and hurried as if he was fighting with death. He quickly headed toward the location he remembered.
On the way, he picked up some wild medicinal materials. When it was time to rest, he consumed the materials he had found. They could help his body and suppress toxins.
The day quickly passed. That night, the jungle was dark, but he was still working his way through the jungle.
He repeatedly coughed. He forcibly suppressed the cough. Blood leaked from the corners of his mouth.
I have to move more quickly!
A few days ago, when he was about to die, he had looked away from life and death. He had relaxed and was willing to return to his hometown to die. Now that he knew that there was a possibility he might live, he wanted to firmly seize the opportunity. He took the chance because of his experience, fighting spirit, and fierceness. He was now back to who he used to be.
This jungle is a good place to die.
Early in the morning, he came to a mountain, which was very high and had thick forests.
It’s here!
He slowed down.
What?
He suddenly fell. There were several bullets shells on the ground.
