Mu Nianci carried Yang Guo back to Niu Village and moved into the old residence of her foster father, Yang Tiexin. He stayed there for nearly ten years.
The neighbors in Niu Village had seen Mu Nianci before. Now that they saw her bring a child back, they also called her " Madam Yang " and took good care of the widow and orphan. They would also invite Mu Nianci and her son to join them during festivals.
Mu Nianci remembered the kindness of the villagers. She would help them mend their old clothes, do embroidery, and take care of the children when they went to the fields. They could get along well.
The embroidery she did could sometimes be sold for some money, which could be used to subsidize the family and buy some firewood, rice, oil, and salt.
Although he was from a poor family, Yang Chang had grown taller and taller in the past few years. He had also reached the age where he could share the housework with his mother.
Mu Nianci had learned martial arts before. She saw that Yang Guo was a little thin and he was interested in learning martial arts, so she slowly taught Yang Guo some introductory martial arts so that he could strengthen his body.
However, Mu Nianci's martial arts wasn't very high and she didn't know how to teach, so she could only teach Yang Guo randomly. Fortunately, Yang Guo did not let his mother down. Other than catching a cold when he was young, he had never gotten sick again after he grew up.
However, a disaster still happened!
Mu Nianci had contracted a disease due to overworking herself. She had even vomited a few mouthfuls of blood two days ago, and now she could only lie in bed.
Yang Guo was a little sad. His family had no money to hire a doctor to treat his mother. He did not know medicine, and his mother did not want him to trouble the villagers.
Yang Guo looked at his mother's haggard face and felt very uncomfortable!
Yang Guo's consciousness was Dao, and he was very clear about it. If he wanted to cure his mother, he only needed a thought. The Heavenly Dao would operate, and Mu Nianci would naturally be cured. However, the Tao was natural, and the birth, aging, illness, and death of humans were the laws of nature.
As Yang Guo, he did not have the ability to do so. As a Dao, he could not do it!
Mu Nianci could see her son's sadness, so she raised her hand with difficulty and stroked Yang Guo's head, whispering,"Guo 'er, don't be sad!" Mother's life has been too bitter. Death is also a kind of relief. After death, she might be able to reunite with your father. Don't be sad! Guo 'er, after I die, remember to cremate my body and bury it at Yang Tieqiang Temple in Jiaxing. Your father's grave is there, and you'll bury me next to it. You've been smart since you were young. I'm sure you can live well without mother.”
"Mother!" Yang Guo finally couldn't hold it in anymore and cried on the edge of the bed.
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Not long after, Mu Nianci passed away due to illness.
This year, Yang Guo was eleven years old.
With the help of the villagers, Yang Guo cremated Mu Nianci's body. He placed the ashes into a clay jar and bid farewell to the villagers of Niu Village before setting off for Jiaxing.
Niu Village was just outside Lin 'an City, about 150 miles away from Jiaxing. For Yang Lai, this was a long and risky journey.
Yang Guo didn't have much money on him, so he couldn't afford to buy food or stay in an inn. He could only carry the bag containing Mu Nianci's ashes and spend the night in the forest by the road. When he was hungry and thirsty, he would go to the forest to catch some pheasants to eat and find clear streams and rivers to drink.
Now that he was alone and had nothing to tie him down, he was not in a hurry to hurry. Just like that, he spent half a month swaying unsteadily before arriving at Yang Tieqiang Temple in Jiaxing.
Here, he saw his father's grave again. In just ten years, Yang Kang's grave was covered with long weeds again.
Yang Guo decided to weed his father's grave first before burying his mother's ashes.
After a few meals, Yang Guo had cleared most of the weeds and ignored the rest.
At this moment, he was in a dilemma." I don't have any tools, but how can I bury my mother and father together?"”
Although he knew that his father was a bad person, he couldn't hate him because he made his own choice. Yang Kang knew that he was a Han, but he still wanted to be the young prince of the Jin Kingdom. Yang Guo had no reason to hate him. However, Yang Guo felt that it was not worth it to help Mu Nianci.
After choosing the cause, one had to accept the corresponding effect!
Therefore, Yang Guo decided to " borrow " some tools such as hoes and shovels so that he could bury his mother.
He searched for a nearby village and found a shovel in the farmland at the entrance of the village, but the owner was not there.
Yang Guo thought to himself, My luck is really too good!”He picked up the shovel and ran away quickly.
To be honest, Yang Guo did not feel any psychological burden at all. After all, he would always put the shovel back in its original place. He was really borrowing it.
After working for a long time, Yang Guo finally erected a small grave beside Yang Kang's grave.
Yang Guo kowtowed to his mother's grave and said,"Mother, I can only do this much. Please forgive me!" May your soul be reunited with your father in heaven.”
Yang Guo stood up and bid his final farewell. He had already decided to wander the Jianghu in white, and he didn't know when he would return.
Yang Guo tidied up his tattered clothes, patted the dust off, picked up the shovel, and left.
How can I not have anything in a day and a night?
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Yang Guo returned the shovel at a bad time because the owner of the shovel was still looking for it. Yang Guo carried the shovel and bumped into him, and he recognized the shovel.
The owner of the shovel was a middle-aged man. He grabbed Yang Guo and was about to hit him.
"Boss, what are you doing? How could he hit someone? He was still a child?”A loud voice was heard. It was the wife of the owner of the shovel who had come to find him for dinner.
"Woman, you don't know. This little bastard is the thief who stole our shovels!”
"I didn't steal it, I just borrowed it temporarily!”Yang Guo retorted.
"Even if I haven't studied, I know that taking without asking is considered stealing. You still dare to say that you didn't steal it?"
"Boss, don't say anymore." The woman stopped the man and asked Yang Guo," Child, tell me, why did you borrow the shovel?"”
"Bury my mother." Yang Guo answered truthfully.
"You're quite filial, so I won't pursue the matter.”The man was a reasonable person. After hearing Yang Guo's words, he no longer held Yang Guo back.
"Child, is there anyone else in your family?”The woman asked very "kindly".
"No more!" Yang Guo replied sadly.
"Then, child, you can stay at my house for the time being. Look at your tattered clothes. Let me change them for you.”
" Woman, you…" The man looked at the woman in shock.
"Why? Can't I?" The woman glared at the man.
"Hehe, whatever you say." The man shrunk his neck and replied.
"Then I, Yang Gaizhi, will thank Aunt first!”
"There's such a name? Then, we'll ask you to change it. You can call me Aunt Li and call him Uncle Li.”
"Yes, Aunt Li, Uncle Li!"
Yang Guo really decided to go to Aunt Li's house to rest. He had to make some preparations to wander the martial world!
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