Chapter 558

Dazhuang saw that song Tianxuan did not speak, and gave a cold hum.

"I know you have a high heart. Although you are in this small fishing village now, you never regard it as your home."

Dazhuang said and sighed again.

"No matter how much I say, it's no use. I won't force others. It's just that children and grandchildren have their own happiness."

Hearing this, song Tianxuan quickly shook his head: "no, uncle! You and your aunt have saved my life. Every drop of kindness should be rewarded by a spring, not to mention your kindness to me. I don't want to marry sister Xiaoju, but I don't know... Does she have that kind of mind for me? After all, she is still young, and many things have not been decided! "

Song Tianxuan said euphemistically, slightly drooping his head, and his hair blocked his cheek.

When Dazhuang heard this, he patted the table and laughed.

"Nameless, don't worry. I'm the father of that girl. I'm sure I know what kind of careful thinking she has. This girl has a good feeling for you

Late at night, song Tianxuan took advantage of everyone's deep sleep and came to Houshan again. This time, he still took the ax with him.

Song Tianxuan took a deep breath, found a deserted place and dug a deep hole in the ground.

There are some things that should be put away. It's not good for anyone to mention them all the time.

He looked at the axe in his hand, put it into the earth pit without expression, and buried it solidly.

Song Tianxuan kept his eyes on the land and slowly closed his eyes.

Dust to dust, earth to earth, things before as gone. He is now a villager of small fishing village, his name is nameless.

He felt happy in the village.

Harvest, family, moving... Song Tianxuan decided to settle down in the fishing village. He will live a good life and catch more fish. When the time comes, he will sell fish for money and renovate it.

Song Tianxuan lowered his head and thought for a moment, as if in silence.

A moment later, he turned away without looking back.

No one knows his past; His present, must grasp by oneself.

In recent days, there are a lot of fish in the sea, so we harvest a lot of fish. The inferior ones stay at home to make dried fish and the superior ones are sold in the market.

Once song Tianxuan stayed at home to build a fence, and Dazhuang went fishing alone. When he got off the boat, he was so excited, and there was water and fish on the ground, so he twisted his foot and fell down. This is very serious. The whole foot is swollen. Like a big steamed bun, you have to go to the hospital to wrap it. You also need to take good care of yourself at home.

After understanding, song Tianxuan took the initiative to contract to sell fish in the market tomorrow.

Dazhuang shook his head, supported his wrapped foot and said, "nameless, my foot is OK, but I twisted it. I'd better join you tomorrow! There is more or less mutual care between two people. "

Song Tianxuan said, "uncle, the doctor has said that you have a broken foot and need to take care of it. I'll go this time! I've been running with you so many times. I've been familiar with the process for a long time. If there's no accident, it's no problem. "

"Oh, come on!"

Dazhuang thinks about it, points to Xiaoju who is playing with the doll and says:

"If you don't let this girl go with you, this boy is smart and diligent. You two can have a companion on the road together, so you won't be bored."

Is song Tianxuan still alive.

"Uncle, I have to get up at three or four o'clock in the morning to sell fish. Xiaoju is still young and should sleep more. Put your heart in your stomach! I can do it by myself

Dazhuang is very pleased. The child also knows that he loves his daughter-in-law. If Xiaoju follows him in the future, the good days will be in the future!

At dawn, song Tianxuan pushed a car full of fish and set foot on the journey.

This time, the fish is fresh and big, and the business is very good. Song Tianxuan sold all the fish in his car and collected a lot of money. When he went home, it was already dark, so he went home with an empty car.

Because the fish sold out, song Tianxuan was also excited and ran home.

It usually takes three hours to get on the road. He only takes one hour.

After Song Tianxuan entered the fishing village, the smile on his face gradually solidified. Every family in the village was closed, and the ground was in a mess, with dragging marks everywhere.

Song Tianxuan felt that something was wrong. Although it was late, the village should also have bright lights and smoke, and every household should open the door to welcome guests. At this time, the fishing village was so lonely that it was like being hit by something.

He didn't dare to think much and ran home in a hurry.

But he found that the door of Uncle Zhuang's house was tightly fastened, and there was no light in the house. It seemed that there was no one at home, but when he got close, he could hear the cry.

What happened at home?

Song Tianxuan had a terrible idea in his head.

In a hurry, he pushed his hands heavily on the door. With a bang, the door opened. I saw Uncle Zhuang and aunt Zhuang crying in the hall, and there was no sign of chrysanthemum everywhere.

Song Tianxuan took out the money he earned and put it in Dazhuang's hand. He said softly, "the money for selling fish."

Dazhuang, with red eyes, threw the money under his feet, choked and said, "what's the use of this money? All the kids are gone! "

"Where's Xiaoju?"

As soon as aunt Zhuang heard this sentence, she couldn't stop crying. She became a tearful person and cried out, "little chrysanthemum, little chrysanthemum, she's been arrested!"

"Ah?"

"In the afternoon, a group of mountain bandits came to the village. They raped and plundered, killed and robbed, and committed all kinds of crimes. They gathered the people in the village together, robbed people of money, and took away all the children under the age of 18. Xiaoju was also taken away. "

Song Tianxuan was furious and his eyes were staring. He asked, "where did those mountain bandits come from?"

"I don't know, my poor child!"

Aunt Zhuang also hates it, and Dazhuang hates it even more. They all hate themselves too much. They hate that they have no ability. Even their children have no way to protect them. They can only watch her captured by mountain bandits.

Dazhuang cried.

Man is not without tears, just not to the sad place!

"That group of mountain bandits really get a thousand knives!" Dazhuang said, "what else can they do if they take the child back? Little chrysanthemum is only fourteen! "

Song Tianxuan's eyes are getting colder and colder. He can't ignore it.

Steady steady God, he said: "uncle, aunt, you must not worry, I go to ask where those mountain bandits are, bring back the chrysanthemum to you!"

With that, he left directly, regardless of the cry of his daughter-in-law.

Dazhuang's daughter-in-law looked at Song Tianxuan's back and sighed helplessly: "this silly boy, I know you have great strength, but those are mountain bandits. There are dozens of people with swords, guns and sticks in their hands. What do you fight with?"