Jiang Lan was 38 years old this year.

It is inevitable that some people in the village will die of illness.

After the funeral, Xiaoyu was a little absent-minded. She sat next to Jiang Lan and felt empty.

"Husband, they will all die, disappear from the world, and will never be found again, right?" Xiaoyu asked at Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan touched Xiaoyu's head and said:

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the order of heaven and earth."

"Then, what if I want to talk to them one day? What if I suddenly want to see them?" Xiaoyu's eyes were a little wet.

If you die, you will be gone and you will never find it again.

I won't respond to you, I won't insult you, I won't care about you.

Everything is over.

It was another three years, Jiang Lan was in her early forties and was already in her old age.

My body is no longer as strong as before. Although I am still quite strong, I can’t do anything to do.

"Uncle Jiang, I will support you in the future." Liu Dahu patted his chest with force.

Jiang Lan shook her head and said with a laugh:

"I'm not that old, but hunting is indeed forgot."

Jiang Lan retreated from the hunting team and Liu Dahu took over.

He took out most of his savings and started to make iron at home.

He has been on guard against this day since ten years ago. He has no children and cannot hunt for the rest of his life.

You need to do some work that doesn't have to go into the mountains.

Xiaoyu supported him, but fortunately he had prepared for a long time, and the tools he created were quite useful.

In the days that followed, Liu Dahu and Lin Sisi would come, but they would no longer come to eat candy, but to bring food to them.

Xiaoyu has never had children, and Lin Sisi and the others knew about it, so they helped silently.

The following year, Jiang Lan made a good iron.

Liu Dahu sent his teenage son to Jiang Lan, saying that he would be a disciple of Jiang Lan and learn to make a fool of himself.

It became normal for the apprentice to support the master's old age.

Xiaoyu was of course happy. Xiaoxiao and the others grew up and she had been taking care of these little guys.

It seems that the light of life blooming shines on these children.

Another year, Mrs. Liu fell ill.

Xiaoyu went to visit Mrs. Liu and suddenly cried.

"I'm just sick, why are you crying?" Mrs. Liu said angrily.

"Sister Liu, you have wrinkles on your face." Xiaoyu said as she wiped her tears.

Mrs. Liu was stunned for a moment and said with a funny look:

“It’s been there long ago.”

"But I didn't notice. I thought Mrs. Liu was still the young Mrs. Liu. I thought she would always be young and be fine." Xiaoyu cried even more sadly.

Time is ruthless, she has never noticed it before.

In the evening, Mrs. Liu seemed to be much better, so she asked Xiaoyu to accompany her to have a walk outside.

summer.

Mrs. Liu sat by the river, and Xiaoyu was also by her side.

"Do you remember the past? The little lady of the Yang family fell into the water and you went to save her, and then we saw the scales on your body." Mrs. Liu looked at Xiaoyu and said:

"At that time, we said you were a monster, but you ran away, but you stayed in the village and never harmed us.

You are stupid, people fear power but not virtue. If you bear it silently, we will only become more and more excessive."

"Sister Liu, it's been a few years ago, don't mention it." Xiaoyu said immediately.

She finally got rid of her identity as a demon and didn't want to be a demon.

No one in the village treats her as a demon anymore.

"I want to say it." Mrs. Liu said seriously:

"At that time, I was very afraid of you, very scared, and said something ugly in my mouth, actually thinking in my heart whether you would suddenly eat our whole family.

Especially when Dahu and the others disappeared, I immediately began to doubt you, wondering if they were eaten by you.

If it weren't for the head of the company, I wouldn't be able to help question you.

Later I went to the woods, and I saw the temple and you in the woods.

I saw it even more..."

Mrs. Liu's face was filled with fear, and she reached out to take Xiaoyu's hand and stroked it:

"I saw the fair hand and turned into an inhuman hand.

Looking at the non-human hand pointing to the eyebrows of the three children.

I was so scared that I couldn't move. If I hadn't seen the pain between the eyebrows of the three children disappear, I would have felt that you were murdering them."

As he said that, Mrs. Liu stood in front of Xiaoyu and knelt down:

"I'm sorry, I know you saved three children, but I dare not thank you. I'm afraid, I'm afraid of having nightmares every day.

I have no knowledge, I only know the horror of monsters, but I don’t know the monsters.

I've been worried for a long time, and I've been afraid for many years.

I know you may be a good person. You only dare to say good things to others on weekdays, but you don’t dare to get too close to you.

Until you are busy with the marriage of Dahu and the others, until you are so happy about their children that I realize that you are no different from others.

I'm really sorry."

Xiaoyu had red eyes and quickly helped Sister Liu up:

"Sister-in-law Liu, don't do this. You are very nice to me. I don't think there is anything wrong with you.

And I'm really not a monster, don't be afraid."

Sister Liu didn't ask anything more, she got up and leaned against Xiaoyu and watched the sun set.

Before winter came, Mrs. Liu left, without regrets, pain, and peace.

Xiaoyu cried very sadly, and she couldn't accept it.

Jiang Lan could only touch Xiaoyu's head and let her cry.

In winter, Xiaoyu only figured out one thing, and asked Jiang Lan:

"Husband, more than 20 years ago, Dahu and the others disappeared. Are you right near the temple?"

"No." Jiang Lan shook her head while drinking the broth.

"How could Mrs. Liu, who is in the forest, see the situation in the temple? I went to see it specially. The forest is far away from the temple. She also said that she could see Xiaoxiao and the others' faces relaxed." Xiaoyu asked glaring at Jiang Lan.

"Maybe my eyes suddenly improved." Jiang Lan ate the meat with her chopsticks.

"Suddenly someone caused a sound. I ran out without a single person. Is this man a husband?" Xiaoyu asked again.

"I'm not there again, maybe someone has seen it, and then the desire to survive made him run back to the village. He felt that the village was too dangerous and decided to go to the city to work hard." Jiang Lan said carelessly.

"Husband, you won't kill anyone?" Xiaoyu exclaimed.

"What nonsense? He moved to the city to marry his wife and gave birth to children. His life was no worse than being in the village. He would occasionally go back to the village to visit relatives." Jiang Lan said angrily.

"Hmph, my husband, the immortal, actually interferes in the affairs of mortals." Xiaoyu snorted coldly.

Speaking of this, Xiaoyu lowered her head again and never saw Mrs. Liu again.

Jiang Lan patted Xiaoyu's head without saying anything comforting.

Another three years.

Jiang Lan is 45 years old. Liu Dahu's son is at the age of marriage, but he has never had a good girl, which makes Xiaoyu very anxious.

Lin Sisi didn't care much. Liu Daniu could make a fool of himself and would not have to worry about getting married.

But this year, Liu Dazhu fell ill.

He has always been very strong, but for some reason he fell ill.

That winter, Jiang Lan's door was knocked twice.

"Who?" Jiang Lan asked.

"It's me." Liu Dazhu's voice.

Jiang Lan immediately opened the door and saw an elderly man with gray temples.

It was the older Liu Dazhu.

"Brother Liu, aren't you still sick? Why are you running around?" Jiang Lan frowned.

He is no longer young, with a lot of white hair on his head and many wrinkles on his face.

Not quite strong, he looks a little thin.

"Haha, nothing is wrong, I'm just bored and want to come and have some drinks.

The second brother went to the city and couldn't find him. I found the boy Yang and the boy Lin, so we have a drink." Liu Dazhu said generously.
To be continued...