A red Maserati Quattroporte quietly passed by on a country road. The dense tree shades on both sides blocked the sky. Looking forward, it looked like a green tunnel.

Rice fields, villages, and an occasional roadside shop... everything looks so familiar to my eyes.

It was very quiet in the car, no one spoke, no one wanted to break the silence.

Gu Yimin even had tears in his eyes. Here are his bits and pieces of memories, a period of his life with his favorite people, and the sustenance of his life's happiness.

"Zi——"

The Maserati parked next to a house on the edge of the village.

The countryside has changed dramatically in recent years. Villagers who have money have begun to renovate their own houses. Therefore, this old house, which was already somewhat dilapidated, looks even more unusual.

Compared with the tall, spacious buildings with bright windows around it, this old house looks like a sickly old man, with a stooped figure that makes it even smaller.

Because it has been unoccupied for a long time and has fallen into disrepair, the entrance and yard of the old house are covered with weeds. Even on the roof, there are weeds or small trees growing vigorously, lifting up all the debris on the roof.

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"Yimin, are you back?"

Gufeng and the others stood at the door, quickly attracting the attention of the people nearby.

They came out one by one and greeted them warmly.

"Yimin, is everything okay?" This was an implicit question about Gu Yimin's imprisonment.

"Gu Feng, are you coming back with your dad too?"

There were young and old alike, and they were all very enthusiastic and happy to see Gu Yimin and Gu Feng.

Gu Yimin and Bai Bingbing have lived in this village for more than ten years. They have always been kind and generous, and they get along well with most of their neighbors.

Everyone also understood what happened to Gu Yimin more than two years ago. Not only did no one discriminate against him, but they all sympathized with him very much.

"Well! I'm back!"

"Hello, Father Wang!"

"Uncle Sun, your body and bones are still so strong!"

Looking at these villagers, Gu Yimin had a sincere smile on his face and responded to them one by one.

"You won't leave when you come back this time, right?"

"Well, I'll stay for a while!" Gu Yimin took the cigarette handed over by the uncle next to him, lit it and smoked it. His movements were natural, as if he was one of them.

"Who is this pretty girl? Gufeng's girlfriend? She is so handsome!"

A fat middle-aged woman with a gossipy look on her face. The naked look in her eyes made Guan Zishao blush.

After finally dealing with these enthusiastic villagers, I opened the door of the old house.

Through the courtyard wall, you can still vaguely hear the discussions of the folks in the street:

"Yimin drove his car back. Did he make a fortune outside?"

"Not necessarily! Buying a car is nothing now, and this car seems to be of a different brand, right? I know all the signs of good cars, such as BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi, Volkswagen... this is none of them. It's of a different brand, right?

Your car shouldn’t be worth much, right? Many people in our village have bought cars!”

"Well! After all, Qiang Shan went out to work and gained a lot of experience!"

puff!

Gufeng held a bottle of mineral water in his hand, and the first sip he took took a sip and he immediately spurted it out. I really wanted to rush out immediately, grab that Qiangshan’s ear and shout:

Dear! Look clearly at the trident logo. This is a Maserati! In what way is it inferior to BMW and Mercedes-Benz? Not to mention the road-going Volkswagen.

Guan Zishao also smiled for a while.

How can the common people in the village expect how high their level of attainment is? Although they have a good relationship with Gu Feng and his son, it is inevitable to discuss, evaluate and compare behind their backs.

…

Although the furniture in the house is simple, it is complete, but it has been unused for a long time and has become covered with dirt.

After simply tidying up and letting Guan Zishao rest here, Gu Feng and Gu Yimin brought the yellow paper and other objects they bought in advance to worship Bai Bingbing.

On a mountain outside the small village, there is a lush greenery and a solitary grave.

Gu Yimin burned the yellow paper and put away the ancient style. He sat alone next to the solitary grave with a bottle of white wine, murmuring in his mouth, describing his life in the past two years and recalling the details of life in the small village.

Bit by bit, I cried and laughed.

Standing in the distance, looking at the lonely and slightly old figure, Gu Feng was infected by this emotion and felt sad.

In his previous life, although he was a gifted magician and enjoyed life to the fullest, it was because his parents died very early that he did not enjoy the affection of his parents.

Even, he doesn't have anyone who truly loves him and whom he loves.

Now, looking at Gu Yimin, he can feel that this is true love.

Love, family affection... Gufeng felt that something seemed to be beginning to sprout in his heart. And the responsibility on his shoulders was getting heavier and heavier.

The breeze is gentle and the grass is green.

This sudden realization made Gu Feng feel that the surrounding scenery seemed to become clearer.

This kind of clarity is unprecedented and is a great improvement in the state of mind.

A faint smile appeared on Gu Feng's face.

Although the improvement in his state of mind just now cannot allow him to directly advance in cultivation, it will be of great benefit to his future cultivation.

This is equivalent to broadening his potential and improving his talent for cultivation.

It wasn't until the sky darkened that after Gu Feng's repeated persuasion, Gu Yimin dragged his body smelling of alcohol back to the village.

When you arrive at the door of the old house, you can see the fiery red Maserati parked on the roadside. However, it is pitch dark inside the house with no lights.

"Huh? What's going on? Did Guan Zishao go to Fat Aunt's house?" Gu Feng secretly speculated.

Crunch!

The door opens.

"who?"

Immediately, a slightly trembling voice came out.

Gu Feng felt funny in his heart. This voice was naturally that of Guan Zishao. He wanted to scare her with a prank, but suddenly felt that the girl was a bit pitiful, so he suppressed the idea.

"Me! Why don't you turn on the light?"

"Ah! You are finally back!"

Following the cry, "Bang!" and the sound of a wooden stick falling to the ground, a figure almost rushed over and threw itself into Gu Feng's arms.

Gu Feng immediately understood that Guan Zishao was holding a wooden stick in his hand to defend himself just now.

"Why are you just coming back now? I'm almost scared to death here!"

Guan Zishao's body was trembling, not sure if it was because of the cold or something else, but his voice was crying. She clearly looked like a girl who was inexperienced in the world. How could she look like the all-powerful "Mr. Guan"?

"I'm sorry! I thought you would leave first if we didn't come back!" Gu Feng also felt a little apologetic in his heart.

"If you didn't come back, how could I leave on my own? I originally wanted to call and ask, but I was afraid of disturbing you, so..."

Guan Zishao did not continue, but Gu Feng already understood the meaning.
Chapter completed!