Fresh wife is amazing

Chapter 574 Leaves fall back to their roots
Returning upstairs, Yang Fan felt overwhelmed. He first went to the bathroom to relieve himself, then brushed his teeth, and then washed his face well.

Before he was about to go out, he paused, then turned back and lifted the toilet lid.

After a while, after coming out, Yang Fan walked lightly to the door of Liu Yueyue's room.

Put your hand on the doorknob and twist it lightly.

Ok?
Can't move!
Yang Fan worked hard.

Still can't move!
Yang Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this girl locked the door.

The last time Shisan and Liu Qianqian lived in this room, they never locked the door at night.

"Yueyue, open the door." Yang Fan gently knocked on the door and shouted in a low voice.

She yelled a few times, but the door didn't open, and Liu Yueyue didn't respond, maybe she fell asleep.

Sighing secretly, Yang Fan had no choice but to give up.

Knock on the door again, and shout again, parents may be able to hear it.

This girl, you are afraid of what will happen when you open the door.

Yang Fan didn't say much, Liu Yueyue had enough reasons not to open the door.

On the contrary, the next day, after waking up, Liu Yueyue asked him timidly when she saw Yang Fan, "Yang Fan, are you not angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Yang Fan pinched her slippery face.

Afterwards, after breakfast, they bid farewell to Father Yang and Mother Yang, and the two went out to work.

It was less than four o'clock in the afternoon, and the two bid farewell to their colleagues in the project team and went home after work.

Before going up the mountain, passing by the village called Wooden House Village at the foot of the mountain, Yang Fan turned the steering wheel and drove the car in.

More than half an hour later, the car drove out again.

"Yang Fan, is that family a relative of yours? Why did you make a special trip?" Liu Yueyue asked in the car.

"It's not a relative. The host used to have a good relationship with my dad. The two worked as carpenters together and often went up and down the mountain to find each other for drinks." Yang Fan sighed.

"Your father's good friend?" Liu Yueyue asked, "Is he not at home today?"

After a moment of silence, Yang Fan said, "Uncle Tang, he passed away many years ago."

"Huh?" Liu Yueyue was taken aback.

Yang Fan said: "Before Uncle Tang passed away, he worked as a carpenter to make money to subsidize the family. The family conditions were not bad in the countryside. After his death, the family became extremely poor."

Liu Yueyue was silent.

Later, Yang Fan talked about Uncle Tang's house while driving.

When Uncle Tang died, his youngest daughter was only 3 years old.

The youngest daughter still remembers that when her father was about to leave the house, he said that he would come back after half a month after going out to work.

At that time, she and her second brother asked her father to come back to bring delicious food at the door, and her father laughed and said hello.

Since then, they have never seen their father again.

After Uncle Tang passed away, their family had a difficult life.

The family's mud house collapsed on a rainy day, and his wife Zhu Hong stuffed the family's clothes into three or four snakeskin bags, and took the children under one roof to shelter from the rain.

In this way, for a long time, Zhu Hong and the children traveled around and stayed at relatives' homes.

Zhu Hong was the only labor force in the family. She had to go out to work and left her children at home. The children had to learn to take care of themselves.

The bitterness of the mother pulling three children alone, the children all saw it in their eyes.

There was no way to harvest the rice in the field, so she asked others to pull the rice back with a tractor.

The former dilapidated house has been repaired into a brick house, which was built with money borrowed from my mother.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death...it sounds very sad." Liu Yueyue said.

Yang Fan's words made Liu Yueyue feel like being struck by lightning: "Uncle Tang didn't die of illness, but was murdered for money."

Then, Yang Fan said: "More than ten years ago, the principal criminal was caught and killed everywhere, and the other murderer was only caught three years ago."

After being shocked, Liu Yueyue's pretty face was full of anger: "The murderer is so inhuman."

Then, she asked again: "Yang Fan, has the murderer caught three years ago been executed?"

Yang Fan shook his head: "Not yet, the prisoner has not pleaded guilty, and the trial of the case is time-consuming. The principal criminal who killed Uncle Tang was executed more than ten years ago, and there is no proof of death.

Log cabin village.

Not yet 45 years old, but Zhu Hong, who seems to be in her 60s, has dim eyesight and tears as she touches the big bag of fruit on the table.

The sons of her husband's friends are all so promising, but she and her husband's children...

Until now, thinking of her husband's tragic death, Zhu Hong often cannot sleep at night.

Her greatest regret is the sudden death of her husband, which completely changed the lives of her children.

Due to sudden changes in the family, her three children were unable to continue to go to school after the end of compulsory education.

The family has no money, can't buy a house, and the son has not yet started a family when he reaches the marriageable age.

Zhu Hong has worked as a cleaner in a hotel in Qianjiang for more than ten years, working more than ten hours a day, and has already suffered from low back pain.

But only by persisting in her work can she get the two to three thousand yuan salary every month.

It wasn't until August this year that Zhu Hong fell down at work and injured her leg. She was once unable to take care of herself before returning to the village.

Recently, she has been able to walk with a limp, but not very far.

When the first trial was held, Zhu Hong had traveled thousands of miles to appear in court.

She kept crying during the trial, and her emotions almost collapsed. She questioned her accomplice who was also a woman: "Is your heart made of flesh?"

The accomplice apologized to Zhu Hong, but Zhu Hong did not accept it.

A human life cannot be erased with an apology.

"Old Tang, Xiaofan, who played with our son on the mountain back then, went to college, and now he drives a nice car, and brings his unbelievably beautiful girlfriend home, saying that he plans to get married next year. Our son will go out after graduating from junior high school. Working part-time, two or three years older than Xiaofan, and I haven't got a girlfriend yet." Zhu Hong put on her reading glasses, limped to the gate of the courtyard, and sat on the stone slab.

I remember back then, a family of five, laughing and laughing in the yard, it was so lively.

During the Chinese New Year, the children all wear new clothes, and go to buy fireworks with their father after dinner.

Even if Lao Tang went away to work and did not come back for a month or two, or even a few months, the family was filled with joy and smiles, looking forward to Lao Tang's return every day.

But since Old Tang never came back, this family seemed to be broken up, no longer complete, and riddled with holes.

"I won't be able to go to the next court session." Zhu Hong wiped her tears.

She wanted to go, and wanted to hear the words "death penalty, executed immediately".

The phone rang, and Zhu Hong answered the call.

A voice came from over there: "Mom, the court is about to start again, and I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Dong'er, it's too far away, and the travel expenses are expensive, otherwise, don't go, it won't affect the result." Zhu Hong said.

"No, I'm going!" The son said firmly.

Zhu Hong burst into tears.

The three sons and daughters could all go to college and escape from the bottom of society.

But now, the situation of the children is even more bleak than that of the parents.

Old Tang has fields and a way out.

Children only have a foundation, and if they build a house, they will have no land.

There are two brothers in the same village, their family background is poor, and there are not many fields. The eldest brother went to the southern coast to be a door-to-door son-in-law, and has not returned for many years.

My younger brother works outside and earns some money. Recently, he wants to build a new house.

After the old father heard the news, he stopped him and said that this was the foundation of your eldest brother, and it was also his final shelter.

(End of this chapter)