Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

   Chapter 642

   Chapter 642

  Yan Zhiyuan didn't say a word until he reached the Yan Mansion.

  Respectfully invite the cow in.

   He didn't have the courage to face the consequences of what he had done being made public, and he didn't have the courage to face the consequences of Yan Qingyun's unrepentant and continued existence. No matter what it was, it was **** for him.

   At this time, Yan Zhiyuan finally understood that the words that the cowboy said to him that day were already dangerous without knowing it, like walking on thin ice... What was behind, he didn't finish listening that day.

   Yan Zhiyuan glanced at the cow beside him. He was always smiling and warm like the sun. Yan Zhiyuan asked sadly, "Xiaodao, can you tell me what you didn't say to me that day?"

  Cow smiled and said gently: "The words after that day are that under the ice is the abyss, and the day the ice is broken is the day it will never turn over."

   Yan Zhiyuan's heart was hit hard, he, has he come this far? After falling into the abyss, there will never be a day to turn over.

   Yan Zhiyuan's face was gray and defeated, and he was severely hit.

   The weather has been very good recently, and the warmth is very comfortable on the body, but the warm sun can't dispel the cold in Yan Zhiyuan's heart.

   Bringing the calf into the main courtyard, Yan Zhiyuan instructed with a calm face: "Call Yu Ran Yuanan here, and no one else is allowed to approach the main courtyard."

  The Yan family will fall, everything is his fault, the two sons may not know what he did.

   The two grandsons are young and can still be taught. At this time, Yan Zhiyuan suddenly understood Yan Qingyun's painstaking efforts. He couldn't help but look at the cow with hope. Can the Yan family have a future?

   It was this thing that kept my father breathless.

Yan Zhiyuan longed for the cowboy to answer, but the cowboy couldn't see it. His smiling eyes were empty and warm, but it made Yan Zhiyuan soberly understand that the cowboy didn't come for him, he had no moral destiny, the cowboy won't confuse him.

After    ordered, Yan Zhiyuan took the cow into the inner room and went to Yan Qingyun's bed.

   Looking at Yan Qingyun, who was as thin as firewood, Yan Zhiyuan lowered his head and shed tears of remorse while kowtowing and admitting his mistake: "Father, everything is my fault, but unfortunately I understand it too late."

After three loud bangs, Yan Zhiyuan got up and took off all those dazzling bronze mirrors.

  Yan Qingyun looked at the cow and saw Yan Zhiyuan again, he wondered, how could Yan Zhiyuan seem to have changed in just one night.

What's up with him?

The calf bowed in the direction of the implantation, and then said, "I know that there is still a puzzle in my heart, so the obsession is hard to dispel. Now I am guided to solve the confusion for the person who is destined. In return, the person who is destined to be The last tear in this world will be taken away by me, if the fate person agrees, just blink your eyes."

   Yan Qingyun's wide eyes remained motionless, he was still thinking.

   He remembered the calf, which he saw next to Su Xiaolu on Chinese New Year's Day.

  Su Xiaolu takes great care of him. This is a child of the same age as Su Xiaolu. Does he know what his obsession is?

  Yan Qingyun was melancholy for a while. He actually wanted to understand a lot of things during these days. He knew that it was strange that he didn't die several times. Like Yan Zhiyuan, he thought that he might become some kind of blood-drinking monster.

But as his body changed day by day, he knew it wasn't. He felt that he was a soul attached to the corpse that refused to leave. His body had become more and more rotten. Although it was not rotten, it seemed to be dry. Like an old tree branch, even if the servant gave him water, he couldn't swallow it.

   He is actually dead.

   Now when Cowboy said it, he felt that Cowboy was more appropriate. His breathless breath was an obsession.

   He is obsessed with the Yan family, and he is obsessed with an answer.

   But can this child really give him the answer?

  Yan Qingyun's thoughts were surging in his heart, and they kept expanding in his mind bit by bit.

  The calf didn't rush, his face was gentle, and his eyes were always looking in the direction of Yan Qingyun.

After Yan Zhiyuan put away the mirrors, he knelt down in front of Yan Qingyun's bed, he bowed his head and cried and confessed to Yan Qingyun: "Dad, hit me, scold me, I'm wrong, it's always my fault Now, I shouldn't hate you, I humiliated the lintel of my ancestors, I killed the entire Yan family, you can beat me."

   It was not easy for Yan Qingyun to make the entire Yan family come to this day, but it took him only thirteen days to destroy it.

   He is sorry for Yan Qingyun's cultivation and his love.

   What he didn't see and didn't think about before, is now constantly being staged in his mind, even including the matter of his mother Qi Xinyue.

  Is the father really indifferent? Did he really never love his mother?

   He didn't, he actually loved it, otherwise why would he condone his mother not to allow her sons and daughters to appear, and to recognize her mother is love.

   He and his elder sister Yan Zhenzhen are actually not outstanding. Ministers of the same rank as Yan Qingyun, the concubines and concubines in the family are much better than them. The only thing they are proud of is their identity.

   Yan Zhiyuan was very painful, he understood too late.

   Yan Zhiyuan continued to talk about the things he couldn't understand. He told Yan Qingyun that he understood now, he understood.

   Yan Qingyun looked at Yan Zhiyuan with mixed feelings in his heart, it was too late, too late.

   Yan Yuran and Yan Yuanan also came. They were really shocked when they saw Yan Zhiyuan crying and tears. Seeing Yan Qingyun's thin and ghostly appearance, they didn't dare to look at it again, and knelt down in panic.

   Listening to what Yan Zhiyuan said, they were also at a loss.

Yan Qingyun finally turned his gaze back to Cow Cub. He blinked his eyes with difficulty. He felt that Cow Cub should not be able to see, but Cow Cub seemed to sense something, and Cow Cub said gently: "Yuanren agreed, then this Let’s clear up doubts for the sake of fate.”

Yan Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and then he felt as if he was sinking into a strange place. The surroundings were as thick as ink, and he couldn't see anything. He looked at himself in surprise, was frightened, and muttered to himself: "I, Can I move?"

   He looked at his hands and then at his feet, and suddenly he could move, but where is this?

   "The fate has been waiting for a long time."

   An ethereal voice sounded.

   Yan Qingyun looked at it and saw that the thick ink spread out, and a figure came out from the thick ink, it was the cow.

   He smiled slightly, which made people feel very friendly and kind, Yan Qingyun took two steps back, and he said in doubt: "You, what have you done to me."

   Cow said gently: "I didn't do anything to you, this is your place, the place in your heart."

  Yan Qingyun was stunned for a while. He looked at the place like thick ink. He didn't know what would come out of the thick ink. Is such a terrifying place in his heart?

   Knowing it was in his heart, even if it was terrifying, Yan Qingyun slowly calmed down. He looked at the cow and said, "You said you could solve my confusion, but really, how do you solve it?"

   (end of this chapter)