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Chapter Two Hundred and Eightieth: A Corner of the Heart Is Missing

Guo Mazi thought that Yang Jiuwa helped him hard at the moment of his life, and decided to live in the village and not leave, help his close friend rebuild the house burned by the fire, and accompany Yang Jiuwa through another emotional turning point in his life.

All the property on the mountain was hidden. When the rebels attacked the mountain village, they could not find the cave where the property was hidden. The brothers who fled around came back one after another. The robbed village had collapsed a few thatched huts, and nothing else was basically lost. However, Yang Jiuwa lacked a corner and was filled with regrets and hatred. He lost the most precious thing in the world. For some reason, he regarded Xiangyu's chastity as more precious than his own life.

Although Yang Jiuwa knew that a weak woman was so forced to do so in front of a strong and strong man, he did not intend to abandon his beloved wife, but when he slept together at night, he always felt that there was an insurmountable trench between them, and the love between them could not find a gap to break through.

The child fell asleep, Xiang Yutou covered her quilt and cried. Yang Jiuwa was upset, and sat up all of a sudden and shouted: "Stop howling! I'm not dead yet"!

Xiangyu suddenly knelt down to Yang Jiuwa: "Brother Yang, I have followed you for the past two years and have truly tasted the taste of being a woman. I will never regret it if I die. It's not that I want to live, but that I can't abandon this son."

Yang Jiuwa softened his heart. Seeing the overlapping figures on the wall, he wanted to hug Xiangyu tightly and use his heart to warm his beloved wife... His open arms stopped in the air, and it seemed that some god had used his fixed body to quickly extinguish his ignition. He lowered his arms helplessly, sighed, and said something weak: "Xiangyu, let the past happen, for the sake of his son, I will not abandon you."

Think about it, it was still the trouble caused by those opium. If Yang Jiuwa did not block the road and robbed those opium, it would not have caused so much trouble. Everyone understood the principle of human beings and birds died for food. However, in the face of the temptation of wealth, he chose to take risks. Although the play ended, there were no winners on both sides of the battle, and everyone was covered with scars. It is said that Xing Xiaoman broke his leg when he was captured, otherwise he would not be able to capture Xing Xiaoman. The thin hemp rope was tied into Xing Xiaoman's shoulder bones, Xing Xiaoman shouted loudly, screaming at the top of his lungs, biting his tongue and spitting it out... It was a man who was used by the Japanese devils. It was very likely that the devils would give less favors and brib Xing Xiaoman's hearts. Xing Xiaoman was devoted to the devils, like a dog, working for the devils.

What do you think about those things? Should I arrange a way out for myself, He Xiangu’s advice sounded in my ears again: “Take your little woman to a place where no one knows, work hard for the years but endure life.”… He sat up, saw that the little woman had cried enough, hugged the child, and was still choking in his sleep, looking for a trace of conscience: “It’s just that I, Yang Jiuwa, have no ability and cannot protect my woman. I can’t swallow this anger and have to swallow it! I, Yang Jiuwa, have become a grasshopper in the autumn, and have only been jumping around for a few days.”

After thinking about it, he slept smoothly. He lay on the kang, in a large shape, snoring. The temporary thatched hut was leaking from all sides, and he could see the stars in the sky. In the middle of the night, Yang Jiuwa woke up by the cold and reached out to touch Xiangyu's quilt was empty. He was shocked and sat up and saw Xiangyu tied a hemp rope to the beam of the house, intending to hang it on the beam. Yang Jiuwa roared: "Xiangyu! You can't" - jumped off the kang and hugged Xiangyu tightly, and saw the stars in the sky falling all over the room. There were countless golden stars in front of his eyes, releasing the rift, and a few drops of hero tears fell into Xiangyu's neck.
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