1837: C1837 You Are a Catalpa

C1837 You Are a Catalpa

It was winter in the north, and it was getting dark very early.

It was only five o'clock in the morning, but Eunuch Sun had already left his work. He greeted the moon and disappeared into the horizon.

When the surrounding mountain forest gradually turned into a place where he could wash his face and rinse his mouth.

Yue Zitong, who was lying on Lee Nanfang's back and sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes and saw a torch that was lit up in the distance.

There were four people standing there like bears.

Yue Zitong didn't know who it was, but she instinctively struggled and jumped down from Lee Nanfang's back.

The closer she got to 800, the more nervous she became.

Of course, this nervousness was not out of fear of being thrown into a snake den.

Instead, she wanted to be Lee Nanfang's woman to come here to meet her parents-in-law.

Her father-in-law was the old man that the Yue Clan didn't like at all, and her mother-in-law was the elder sister whom she hadn't seen much in over ten years.

None of them were strangers.

However, knowing that her past actions had left a very bad impression on her "in-laws," she still took the initiative to stand on the ground and walk into the eight hundred by herself.

If Lee Nanfang was allowed to carry her, what would he look like?

Lee Nanfang was very happy with Yue Zitong's performance.

At the very least, no matter how arrogant and despotic Yue Zitong appeared in front of him, she still understood the necessary etiquette when treating her elders.

A well-mannered person could always give others a favorable impression.

"Don't worry, Mistress is probably waiting for us at home. Someone is coming to pick us up." You know him too. "

Lee Nanfang whispered into Yue Zitong's ear.

Yue Zitong was stunned for a moment before she came to a realization.

The person standing at the entrance of the village should be the person who participated in the Mexico rescue operation.

But there were three at that time, so who was the extra one?

Yue Zitong couldn't guess.

However, Lee Nanfang didn't need to close his eyes to see. Just by listening to the sound of breathing, he was able to determine who the four bears were.

Shitou, Locked, Idiot, the other one must be Silly Girl.

As Lee Nanfang's footsteps approached, Second Fool was the first to leap forward.

Using his forehead to press against Lee Nanfang's head like a sheep, the two of them used all their strength to prod the cow for a long time, then mysteriously took out two hot eggs and stuffed them into Lee Nanfang's hands.

Lee Nanfang knew that he stole another egg from the widow's house.

However, this time he was a bit bolder and actually stole two of them.

It was hard for a fool to be so diligent, but wasn't he afraid of his legs being broken by the pretty widow?

The fool hurriedly said it wasn't stolen. Lee Nanfang didn't believe him.

If the eggs weren't stolen, why did Silly Girl remind him nervously to bury them after he finished eating?

Lili stood by, watching Jack and Second Fool's empty, illogical conversation.

It was really difficult for her to connect that kind of valiant and invincible God of Slaughter on the Mexico Battlefield with this retard in front of her who obviously had a problem with his IQ.

Then, he saw a bunch of colorful magazines that were tied up and rubbed into a weird shape, then stuffed into Lee Nanfang's arms.

He whispered that Lee Nanfang was tired of watching them and wouldn't dare to watch them again, so he asked Lee Nanfang to take them back.

The hand that was tied up was still unwilling to let go. As it moved forward, it grabbed tightly, as if it was trying to bring his wife out.

Waiting for Lee Nanfang to ask him what was going on.

Second Fool and Stone laughed heartily. The story of tying down those 'impure' memories had already spread throughout the entire village, causing Lee Nanfang to laugh as well as he held his stomach.

Angry and furious, he tied her up. Without a second word, he threw himself on her, laughing the loudest, and started rolling and fighting in the snow.

Silly Girl was frightened out of her wits and rushed over to stop him.

Only Lee Nanfang and Shitou were so confident, so they kept on cheering on the side.

Yue Zitong had imagined her coming to eight hundred different welcome scenes, but she had never expected the reality to be like this.

Of course, he easily dodged the fist that was used to tie up Second Fool's head, but it left a ten centimeter deep imprint on the ground.

However, this scene instead made Yue Zitong incomparably believe that the people who had saved him at Mexico back then, were precisely the few people before her.

The cold wind howled, and the fight between Second Fool and the man tied up continued.

Jack laughed and turned his head, holding out a freshly cooked egg to Yue Zitong.

It was this scene that was glimpsed at from the corner of the eye by the nearby rock.

Among the three brothers, Rock, who had the highest IQ, let out a long sigh. He waited for Lee Nanfang and Yue Zitong to finish eating the eggs together, then said, "Lee Nanfang, wait here, I'm going to get my dad."

After saying this, Rock turned around and left.

From start to finish, he did not even look at Yue Zitong.

Eight hundred villagers were simple, and they would take great care of their own people.

They thought that when Lee Nanfang needed their help, they didn't care about their lives.

However, a simple person would always have a stubborn personality.

Even if they brought two eggs, they would still welcome Yue Zitong, proving that they had already accepted this woman.

However, when they recalled the matter of Yue Zitong using Lee Nanfang's ashes, they felt uncomfortable.

Accepting, yet not accepting. It was a very contradictory mentality.

As innocent as they were, they had no choice but to avoid Yue Zitong's gaze and the awkwardness of not knowing what to say.

Even though Yue Zitong was nervous, it did not mean that her IQ would drop as well.

Of course, she could tell that Rock and the others weren't very enthusiastic about her. They could only fearfully eat their eggs, not knowing what to do as they held their eggs in their hands.

Until Lee Nanfang reached out and grabbed her palm.

"Don't worry, father Shitou is the village chief. Whether you can enter or not requires the village chief's permission. In a while, the Village Chief will come and see you.

While speaking, Lee Nanfang took away the eggshell in Yue Zitong's hand.

It was much easier to soothe Yue Zitong's incomparably apprehensive heart.

The two of them raised their heads and looked at the first house near the village entrance.

Three days ago, Xie Qingshang came back early and told the villagers that Lee Nanfang would bring his woman back to the village today.

When outsiders enter the village, they must pass through the Village Head.

However, as the eight-hundred village chief, it was impossible for him to take the initiative to run up to the village entrance and wait for the others.

He couldn't put on airs and wait for someone to come to him.

Then he could only send the stone here as a messenger.

If Stone knew about this, he definitely wouldn't be able to hide it from Second Fool Er and the others.

Naturally, Silly Girl, who should have given Er Wenzi children a year ago, also joined the group to welcome him.

At this moment, the stone left.

The duo, who were fighting to the point of no return, immediately separated and ran to Lee Nanfang's side.

Every time the Village Chief tried to show off his skills to others and determine whether that person could enter the eight hundred years old, it would always be when they were the most excited.

They wanted to know if the Village Head could really open the Heaven's Eyes.

If he learned that skill, then he would be able to see the pretty widow bathing through the wall.

Or maybe, to see if the child in Silly Girl's womb had grown up at all.

Accompanied by the light from a kerosene lamp, the village chief, who was even taller and more imposing than a rock, strode out.

Rock gave Lee Nanfang a meaningful look from behind.

Before Lee Nanfang could understand the meaning behind the gaze, the Village Head had already stood in front of them.

Similarly, she did not look at Yue Zitong, but her tiger-like eyes shined brightly as she looked back and forth between Lee Nanfang and Er Fa Zi, the juniors.

Lee Nanfang understood.

The village chief wanted to speak to Yue Zitong alone.

"Silly Girl, I've finished eating the egg. Where's the eggshell?"

Lee Nanfang asked as he gently held Yue Zitong's hand and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon after I bury the eggshell."

Yue Zitong really wanted to hold Lee Nanfang's hand and tell him not to leave.

However, when the Village Head's gaze stopped on her, Yue Zitong couldn't even say a word. She just stood there quietly, waiting.

Silly Girl was happy.

Her favorite thing was to help others find a place to bury their eggshells, so she pulled Lee Nanfang to the side.

Stupid and tied up, he really wanted to stay.

Unfortunately, Stone pulled with all his might, and the two of them were also healed and chased after Lee Nanfang.

After they disappeared into the darkness of the grass.

The Village Head's gaze towards Yue Zitong finally eased up a lot.

Not only did it ease up, there were also traces of gratification and respect.

"What should come will eventually come, and what should go will never be left behind. "You are, Zitong?"

The moment the Village Head opened his mouth, he started his speech in a mysterious manner, which caused Yue Zitong to be confused, unable to understand what he was saying at all.

On the contrary, her last greeting, which was called "Zitong," gave her an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Zitong was her nickname.

In the past twenty years, only the family's elders would call him that.

At this moment, a strange old man called out.

Yue Zitong didn't feel so close, nor did she feel displeased about it. Instead, she felt a sense of pride erupting from the bottom of her heart.

Where did this pride come from?

If it wasn't for the fact that she felt that way as the head of a certain family, even the eight-hundred village heads wouldn't care about any family head.

The "Zitong" that the Village Head spoke of.

It was an intimate name given to the queen by ancient emperors.

Eight hundred village chiefs stood here, behind them was Monarch Valley, representing a certain emperor who had guarded over eight hundred generations of generations.

Standing here, Yue Zitong represented herself. She was also the reincarnation of a legendary woman.

He asked, "You are, Zitong?"

A reply: "I am, Zitong."

The biting cold wind suddenly stopped, and all the bells in the Monarch Valley began to chime without any wind.

In just a short moment.

Yue Zitong seemed to be able to see the figure of a mother appearing from the depths of eight hundred miles.

After a moment, the cold wind blew again, and the surroundings became quiet.

The Village Head's gaze, which had been fixed on Yue Zitong without any trace of excitement, finally shifted.

His rapid breathing suppressed his heart that was raging like thunder.

Just now, the Village Head looked at Yue Zitong with disdain.

Now, it was obviously with the intention of not daring to look directly at the past.

"Within the Monarch Valley, no one alive is allowed to approach. Within seven days, he was married to Lee Nanfang. If you are not a married woman of eight hundred, you cannot stay here for too long. "

After saying this, the Village Chief turned around and walked away.

At the same time, five Tiny Skull s appeared from behind a tall wheat straw stack not far away.

"Shitou, what kind of martial arts did your father use?"2

"I don't know. I didn't understand it, and I didn't learn it."

"Idiot, I finally got such an opportunity but I didn't manage to grab it. What should I do in the future?"

Lee Nanfang and the others seemed to be far away, but in reality, they had just turned around and hid here.

No one could tell what had happened to the suddenly motionless wind.

Lee Nanfang was a man of his word. He would not care about so many things as long as the Village Head agreed to let him bring Yue Zitong into the eight hundred.

That was enough.

"Zitong, let's go."

Lee Nanfang walked back quickly and grabbed Yue Zitong's hand.

"What did you just call me?"

"Zitong."

"OK, Nanfang, let's go."

Yue Zitong smiled and held Lee Nanfang's hand as they walked into the 800 village.

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