The first thousand two hundred and eighty-fifth chapters(2/2)
The village is still the same village, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with birds singing and flowers blooming.
This year's peach blossom trees are particularly beautiful, with sprinkled peach petals flying between the sky and the earth.
Under the peach blossom tree, Nianwei is still there, or she comes every day, looking at the direction of the fifth life's departure, looking at the distance, hoping that the person she loves will return to her hometown.
Why!
Ye Chen sighed and sat under the peach blossom tree.
This sitting is a Jiazi.
Nianwei still comes every day, and the flowers fade and bloom every year. She has been waiting for her fifth generation for a full sixty years. She has turned her head white, bent over, and has been waiting for crutches. Her beautiful eyes have been turbid. Her life has been dedicated to the sad years.
Today, she has not come again and is unable to come again, so she lay on the hospital bed.
Ye Chen was also there by the bed, but he was silent.
Sixty years are so long for ordinary people. He is watching this infatuated woman from gracefulness to a tranquility and a little bit into a tranquil life.
But she had not yet died until her fifth life.
The moment I closed my eyes, two lines of turbid tears passed through the sad and beautiful cheeks.
For sixty years, she kept her vows for sixty years and deceived herself for sixty years. Finally, before her death, she accepted the sad reality and was unwilling to wait any longer. With regrets and sorrow, she entered the next cycle.
In the room, Ye Chen left silently and looked at Piaomiao.
The fifth generation died, and lived to be eighty years old, with a lot of children and grandchildren.
It was also the moment of death that the fifth generation suddenly recalled the past, the peach tree, and the infatuated woman waiting for him.
In the vague situation, I could still see her and look back at him and smile.
In sixty years, he enjoyed all his glory and wealth, and saw through life and death in the world. He wanted to go back to the small village, but he could not go back in the end.
This cycle of reincarnation has been missed. I hope that the next cycle will be repent.
Repent to your sister!
Ye Chen cursed and left with his sleeves. It was a blessing that he could not participate in the cycle of reincarnation. If he could participate, he would definitely save the fifth life and strangle him to death after finishing his work.
This life makes people really angry.
So much so that Ye Chen was too lazy to see him off for the fifth generation. You are a heartless man, you scumbag, who lived to be eighty years old, so why didn't you let lightning kill you?
Before he walked far, he saw the fifth generation's reincarnation mark, which came from the sky, merged into his body, and intertwined with several other reincarnation marks.
While Ye Chen was experiencing the cycle of reincarnation, he went to the other end of Nanchu.
The fifth generation was buried and the sixth generation was born.
It is still the mortal world of Nanchu, a quiet town, the sixth generation is in a cradle, pink, fleshy, and ignorant big eyes, looking at the world curiously.
When Ye Chen was impatient, the little guy was stunned for a moment.
Ye Chen's expression was soft and he smiled.
He has very little memory of the sixth generation. He will be a doctor and a son who inherits his father's business. However, his life is tragic and he has not lived until his thirty years.
The death of the sixth generation was actually a conspiracy because he brought the happiness to the daughter of the court minister. It was said that this should be a happy event, but unfortunately, the woman had not yet married.
In this mortal country, it is a corrupt rule and a pig cage that is about to be soaked. The court minister wanted to cover up the scandal and sent someone to assassinate the sixth generation.
The fact is just as Ye Chen expected.
One night twenty-three years later, the moon was dark and the wind was high. The sixth generation, who had not yet arrived at home, fell in a pool of blood. A commoner died with confusion. He had never done evil things in his life, but instead accumulated a lot of good fate. Why did he suffer this disaster?
When he died, Ye Chen was present and witnessed it with his own eyes.
Congratulations to the official, Mrs., for being happy!
Chapter completed!