Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

   Chapter 641 A drop of fear

   Chapter 641 A drop of fear

  Everything is going backwards, Yan Zhiyuan can't describe the shock in his heart in words.

   He was over forty, but he saw his youth, his youth, and his childhood.

  In these retrograde memories, the man who was lying on the bed, like the immortality of an evil spirit, which frightened him, gradually became young and solemn, but sometimes, he also seemed to be a loving father.

   Even his dead mother came back to life in his memory.

Yan Zhiyuan couldn't tell what was going on. He was like a bystander, watching his experience from childhood to adulthood re-enacted. He was just a visitor, unable to touch any scene in his memory, nor to interfere. those things.

   Started with horror, then became dull, and finally fell into silence.

   Yan Zhiyuan found a lot of different things. He found out that he was afraid that Yan Qingyun started from a small thing.

  After Yan Qingyun left, mother Qi Xinyue came and scolded her severely, saying that if he didn't work hard, he would be sorry to her, and if there were other children in the house, he would definitely be killed by others.

Qi Xinyue's punishment was much more severe than Yan Qingyun's. He beat his palms so badly that he kept asking him if he remembered. He was small and weak. He assured Qi Xinyue over and over again, saying that he would remember. .

   Yan Zhiyuan couldn't help trembling when he looked at it, is that so? Is that so?

   But why is it different? In his memory, he had a fever, and after he was healed, he could not remember the reason for the punishment.

  But after this time, he was very afraid of his father Yan Qingyun, afraid of being rejected by his father, afraid of being punished by his father, afraid of making mistakes, and afraid of being unpromising.

   Yan Qingyun showed a little bit of emotion. He was very nervous and afraid. He thought he was afraid of Yan Qingyun, but it wasn't. He was afraid, it should be his mother Qi Xinyue.

  Because he didn't do well, Yan Qingyun often just asked him harshly, while Qi Xinyue would give him a lot of punishment and scolding to make him correct.

He felt too heavy, and felt that Yan Qingyun was a mountain pressing on his heart. Day after day, year after year, there was more and more hatred and dissatisfaction. Be a father.

But when he looks at Yan Qingyun from the point of view of a bystander, his use and ruthlessness towards women are true, but for his descendants, he also teaches and cultivates with heart, and he wants to build prosperity for the entire Yan family. prosperity.

   As a son, he let him down.

   He never even thought that it was his mother, not his father, who had been suppressed in his heart for many years.

   Yan Qingyun is also passively bearing his emotions. He has been very restrained and tried his best not to show his emotions in front of him, but he has never understood the helplessness and disappointment in Yan Qingyun's eyes.

  Yan Zhiyuan also thoroughly discovered that what was pressing in his heart was not his father, but his mother. Whether it was knowledge or marriage, everything was written by his mother, and there were shadows left by his mother everywhere.

  But if he said that his mother didn't love him, he couldn't say it, Qi Xinyue had done so many things for him and Yan Zhenzhen, how could he not appreciate it.

   But, this love is really too heavy, too heavy.

  Yan Zhiyuan felt his cheeks get hot, as if something was flowing from his cheeks.

"wake up."

   As if a cry came from the sky, Yan Zhiyuan woke up like a dream, his eyes were blank.

   That drop of tear fell on the cow's finger and disappeared into his body.

   After a while, Yan Qingyun said in a hoarse voice: "Where are you?"

  The calf smiled slightly and said, "The carriage just didn't go for a stick of incense."

   "It's only been a while."

   Yan Zhiyuan murmured in a trance, it was his whole life for such a short time.

   He suddenly realized that he made a big mistake, but he didn't even have a chance to make up for it. He choked up and covered his face and cried bitterly: "How could this be, how could this be..."

   He thought that he had finally turned his back on it, but it turned out to be like this, he made a huge mistake, and he wanted to kill the entire Yan family.

   He actually did such a disrespectful thing, how could he think that others don't know, how could he think so!

   It's only under fifteen now, and many people in the court are probably waiting for him to take a book when they pass fifteen.

   "Help, help."

   Yan Zhiyuan knelt down in front of the cow. At this moment, he regarded the cow as the only life-saving straw, and prayed that he could point out a clear path.

  Cow sighed lightly: "You and I have a bond of water, and it's over after taking away your tear of fear. It's useless for you to beg me."

   Yan Zhiyuan fell into the carriage, what should I do?

   The more he thinks about it, the more he regrets it. He thinks that he is taking the entire Yan family down the avenue of prosperity, but he doesn't know that this is a road to annihilation. Therefore, how can he have the face to see the ancestors of the Yan family.

  Every time, after he got angry at Yan Qingyun, he would go to the ancestral hall to report it again. Looking back now, Yan Zhiyuan can't wait to go back and slap himself a few times. How could he do such a thing that is inferior to a pig and a dog!

Yan Zhiyuan felt extremely painful, and suddenly a picture came to his mind, he immediately found the reason, he said to himself, "Yes, it's my mother's fault, if it wasn't for her being as harsh to me, I wouldn't My father hated, and it was all my mother's fault. Who made her be so strict with me, who made her so vicious, if there was a son in the house, maybe I didn't need her to be so strict, I can feel it Pressure, yes, it's like that, it's like that."

   Yan Zhiyuan found a reason to convince himself again, the pain has a source, he is much better.

   Wiped away the old tears, Yan Zhiyuan said to the cow: "Little Taoist priest, please be sure to help my father and make him better."

"Your father can't live anymore, only a trace of remnants remains. Even if the Daluo Immortal comes, there is no way to return to the sky. My relationship with him is just to break his remnants and send him away with peace of mind. If you wish , then I'll go, if you don't want it, then forget it, don't just add messy things to others."

  Cow put away his smile, and his tone was not warm.

   His eyes were empty, Yan Zhiyuan looked at him and felt horrified. In just a few short moments, he lowered his head and said quickly, "Don't, don't, it's my mouth, you don't get angry."

   "It's good that you know the fate."

   Cow smiled again.

Yan Zhiyuan was a little dazed. One moment ago, it gave him a sense of horror and fear, and the next moment, he felt like spring blossoms. He was obviously blind, but he seemed to be able to see many things in his eyes. Yan Zhiyuan didn't dare to speak any more. He transferred his hatred to the dead mother, but he didn't dare to blame the calf, let alone make any demands on him.

   (end of this chapter)