Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

   Chapter 643 Breaking the Remnant 2

   Chapter 643 Breaking the Remnant 2

   He didn't want to live like a walking dead like that, unable to move or breathe.

   For him, the cessation of residual thoughts is liberation.

   Yan Qingyun looked at the calf and only thought he was credible.

  The calf smiled warmly, he looked at Yan Qingyun and said, "The answer is in my heart."

   Yan Qingyun shook his head with a wry smile. He felt sore in his eyes. He was helpless and said with a wry smile: "If I knew, how could I be so painful."

   He is just asking for an answer, but he doesn't know who can give him the answer.

   Cow Cub stretched out his hand and pointed at Yan Qingyun's heart, he said slowly: "If you don't believe me, just see for yourself."

  Yan Qingyun still wanted to speak to refute, but in the next moment, the calf moved further and further away from him, all the thick ink invaded towards the calf and instantly wrapped him.

  Everything started to go backwards, Yan Qingyun was also dumbfounded in an instant, he watched the scene after scene that shocked him in disbelief.

   He was young, he was young, he was young, he was middle-aged…

   He himself had forgotten, those memories buried deep in his heart seemed to have broken the seal and came back to him again.

   It turns out that the answer is really in the heart.

   It turned out that he had already made preparations.

   It's just that he forgot.

But now, he remembered it again. The answer was when Yan Zhiyuan was twenty-seven years old. For the first time, he discovered that Yan Zhiyuan had gone the wrong way. For the first time, he regretted pushing Yan Zhiyuan into the officialdom. At that time, he was exhausted for him. In danger, at that time, he felt that Yan Zhiyuan might be in trouble.

   So he left a secret letter, ready to wait for when he really couldn't hold back Yan Zhiyuan, and hand it over to the emperor personally.

  When he was an official, he worked hard to achieve political achievements, just thinking that when the time came, the merits and demerits would equalize, he was preparing, but there was also a glimmer of hope in his heart, in case Yan Zhiyuan came to his senses.

   But in the next decade or so, only heart-wrenching disappointment has been accumulated repeatedly, and only hatred is not steel.

   This year, he suddenly collapsed, which he did not expect. He thought he could arrange it before his death, but he didn't want to have an accident. It turned out that he didn't have this chance.

   And he was in a hurry, and he forgot that he had made a plan.

   Those painful memories passed by one by one, Yan Qingyun sighed, his life was an extreme failure.

   "Renren has the answer."

  The surroundings returned to thick darkness, and the cow came out again. He asked softly with a warm and kind smile on his face.

   Yan Qingyun sighed and nodded: "There is an answer, but there is one more thing I can't let go."

   He looked at the cow, very nervous.

Niu Zai smiled lightly and said: "In the world, no one can understand what is right and wrong, and there is no need to worry about things that fate people are worried about. How the family is, what will be after now, the fate of the younger generation, that is another fate."

   "Yes, is that so?"

   Yan Qingyun's heart trembled. He remembered the dilapidated house in his memory, and the days when he was hungry. The Yan family, do you want to go back to those days?

   He has been going around for decades, but nothing has changed.

   They are all used to expensive things. Once there is nothing, can they get used to it? How can I survive, can the two great-grandchildren still be able to study knowledge?

   In such difficult days, will there be any women who are willing to marry, and will there be women who send their children to read and read like his mother? In the end, the Yan family will never be able to stand out, and will only be drowned in the years, becoming all ordinary people who face the loess and turn their backs to the sky, and drown in the dust of the years without a name.

   Yan Qingyun sighed: "Whether it's worth it... it's worth it... It is already the greatest grace to save one's life."

   Anyway, they can live, maybe they, just like Su Saburo and Zhao, have made their lives by their hard-working hands.

  What people fear most is not being poor, but laziness and cheating.

  Yan Qingyun only felt a line of hot tears slide down his cheeks, his vision began to blur, very blurry.

He turned his eyes with difficulty, his eyes fell on Yan Zhiyuan, his mouth made a whirring sound, he returned to this dead body, Yan Qingyun sighed helplessly, he thought he was speechless, and the knot in his heart was untied, He knew he had let go.

   The last breath is about to let go. This time, he clearly knows that he will not be alive again.

   "Daddy, Daddy—"

   Yan Zhiyuan seemed to feel something, he raised his head and looked at Yan Qingyun guiltily.

  Yan Qingyun sighed and spoke in a very weak voice: "Diligence - integrity - steadfastness - remember, remember -"

   Yan Qingyun swallowed his breath, this was his last dying words.

  Yan Zhiyuan choked and cried: "I remember it, baby, I will remember it this time, keep it in my heart."

   Yan Zhiyuan turned back and ordered his two sons: "You guys, tell your grandfather, you remember it too, hurry up."

Yan Yuran and Yan Yuanan haven't figured it out yet, but they didn't dare to disobey Yan Zhiyuan. They just thought it was Yan Zhiyuan's words to let Yan Qingyun go. They immediately said 'Grandpa, don't worry, grandson remembered '.

   To tell the truth, Yan Qingyun is their grandfather. They were both respectful and afraid. They knew that he could not die if he dragged his breath, and they were also afraid of death.

   Seeing Yan Qingyun like this today, they were all scared to death, how could there be such a terrifying person.

   Yan Zhiyuan cried and looked very sad.

   Yan Yuran and Yan Yuanan also showed their filial piety and cried together.

   This time, Yan Qingyun never came back to life.

   He is dead, really dead.

   Yan Zhiyuan felt the cold gradually as he held his hands like bones.

   His tears never ceased, making people wonder who he was crying for.

   Niubi took out the secret letter hidden by Yan Qingyun and handed it over to Yan Zhiyuan, Yan Zhiyuan was a little dazed.

   Cow said lightly: "This is something that can save you from making a mistake. Send this to the palace and confess your guilt. As always, your father has taken care of it for you."

  Yan Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with brilliance, he wiped away tears, took the secret letter and kowtowed to Yan Qingyun a few times and said, "Dad, don't worry, my son will never let you down this time."

  Yan Zhiyuan got up after he finished speaking, and immediately entered the palace to ask for the Holy Face.

   Cow also left the Yan family.

   He was not far from the Yan Mansion when he heard a familiar voice calling him.

   "Junior Brother, I'll take you home."

  Su Xiaolu walked towards the cow, and she was relieved to see the cow safe and sound.

  The calf showed a bright smile and said, "Okay, thank you, Senior Sister."

  Cow's hand reached out, grabbed a corner of Su Xiaolu's clothes and followed her home. He told Su Xiaolu about Yan Qingyun.

   "Virtue is not right, no matter how far you go, everything will be empty in the end. Dao, is that so?"

  Su Xiaolu said this after pondering.

"right."

   Cow smiled back.

   (end of this chapter)