Madam Nan stayed by the baby boy's bed all day long, frowning, not thinking about eating or drinking, and gradually lost weight.
Nan Xiangtian felt pain in his heart. Was he really wrong? Was it a mistake to bring this baby boy back? He questioned himself over and over again in his heart.
Nan Xiangtian had advised his wife to give up more than once. However, Madam Nan did not seem to care about this. She believed that the baby boy was her child and had to wait for him to wake up no matter what. No matter what her husband said, Madam Nan looked at her child quietly, her face full of love.
That kind of gaze was clearly looking at his own flesh and blood.
"Is this fate? Why did the heavens tease our family like this? Is the heavens unfair?" Nan Xiangtian looked up at the sky and sighed.
Then, he picked up his bow and spear and went into the mountains to hunt.
No matter what, life had to continue!
Time flew by like a song. Fifteen years had passed in the blink of an eye.
In fifteen years, the baby boy had not woken up for a day, let alone regained his consciousness. Strangely, the baby boy did not grow an inch taller in the past fifteen years. His appearance did not change, and it was almost the same as when he was in a deep sleep.
It was as if time had stopped flowing on his body. There were no traces of time passing.
For fifteen years, Madam Nan had never left her side. She had waited by the baby boy's side, hoping that one day she would be able to see her child wake up. This was her hope for survival.
Madam Nan was getting older and older. Unknowingly, wrinkles crawled up her forehead, and her hair was gradually turning white.
She was no longer as energetic as before. At this moment, she was sleeping soundly by the bed due to excessive fatigue.
At this moment, Nan Xiangtian was bending over and hammering away at his cottage. He nailed some hard and thick wooden planks together in an orderly manner and then painted them black.
He was making a coffin, but the coffin was only three feet long. From the size, it should be prepared for children.
The wooden planks were made from over a hundred years old mulberry trees that Nan Xiangtian had hunted in the deep mountains. He had cut off the sturdiest part of the tree trunk and then used his neighbor's big yellow cattle to pull it back with great effort.
The coffin made of it was not only waterproof, but it could also prevent the wild beasts in the mountains from digging up the grave and destroying the corpse.
The matter of making a coffin for the baby boy was secretly carried out by Nan Xiangtian.
He didn't want his wife to know, and he didn't want her to guard a 'living dead' every day. All of this was too cruel for her.
And the cause of all this was actually a personal thought of his back then.
Fifteen years had passed, and Nan Xintian had already become extremely old. His hair was white, his face was full of traces of vicissitudes, and his sideburns were thick, making him look a little sloppy. His figure was still tall, and his slightly hunched back gave people a feeling of powerlessness.
A few dozen feet away, a middle-aged hunter who lived at the foot of the mountain returned with a fat long-horned deer on his back. It was his prey for the day.
Obviously, he was very satisfied with today's harvest. With a happy expression, he hummed a little tune as he walked. When he looked up, he saw the southern sky not far away.
"Old Xiang, didn't you enter the mountain today?”
The middle-aged hunter was obviously familiar with Nan Xiangtian. He shouted at Nan Xiangtian from afar.
However, there was no response from the south.
Perhaps it was because he was too far away and did not hear it, or perhaps he was too focused on his work and did not hear the other party's greeting, or perhaps he was old and weak.
In short, Nan Xiangtian did not hear or reply.
"How pitiful! It was sad and lamentable! Such a kind family, why did the heavens have to play a trick on them to become like this? God, open your eyes! Good people shouldn't end up like this."
The middle-aged hunter looked up at the sky and sighed. He hastened his pace and walked further away.
After a long while, Nan Xiangtian finally put down the hammer and straightened his back with some difficulty. Looking at the result of nearly half a month under his feet-that small black coffin, he couldn't help but laugh at himself."I actually want to bury my own child with my own hands. I actually personally built a coffin for him?”
A white-haired man sending off a black-haired man was the most desolate scene in the world. The air seemed to be filled with silent grief.
Nan Xiangtian was thinking about how to make his wife accept the fact that the baby boy would not wake up. Although this was a little cruel, he did not want to see his wife grieve day after day.
"It's time to end this past!”Nan Xiangtian seemed to have made up his mind. He turned around and dragged his tired figure back to the courtyard.
"Creak!"
When Nan Xiangtian pushed open the wooden door in the courtyard, he had a feeling that something would happen today, and it might even affect the fate of this family.
Nan Tiantian quickened his pace and walked into the room. When he saw his wife sleeping soundly by the bed, he finally relaxed.
"Mother, I'm back!" Nan Xiangtian said as usual.
He took out a fur shirt made of fox fur and draped it over his wife's body, lovingly stroking her white hair.
Even though she had aged, his wife was still as beautiful as ever in his heart!
This love had long surpassed time and boundaries!
Although her face was old, her true love was eternal!
But in the next moment, Nan Xiangtian's expression froze.
When he came in, he did not pay much attention to the situation in the room because he was concerned about his wife. It was only now that he realized that the baby boy was missing?
"Mother of the child, what happened?”Nan Xiangtian immediately woke his wife up.
Madam Nan looked at the empty bedding with a dull expression, as if she had seen something unbelievable.
The baby boy who had slept for fifteen years had actually disappeared when he woke up. All of this happened while Madam Nan was sleeping soundly. She obviously did not know what had happened during this period.
"My child, where is my child? Who stole my child…"
Madam Nan's soul seemed to have been stung by a poisonous scorpion. She covered her head and screamed crazily as she rushed out of the room.
Countless children who had been protecting her day and night had suddenly disappeared into thin air. One could imagine the impact this matter had on her.
"The child's mother!" Nan Xiangtian quickly chased after her. If anything happened to the Nan family, he would live in self-reproach.
In front of the courtyard, there were two cows and a dozen long-bearded goats. They were originally savage beasts that lived in the mountains, but after a few years of captivity, they had been tamed.
It turned out that Madam Nan had considered that her husband's physical strength was not as good as before as he grew older. There were often strange birds and beasts in the hinterland of the mountains. In order to prevent her husband from encountering danger, she should reduce the number of hunting in the mountains.
The goat's milk and goat's milk produced by the long-bearded goats and cows were undoubtedly good choices for non-staple food. When the snow closed the mountains, they would slaughter a few long-bearded goats to survive the harsh winter.
"Moo, moo!"
At this moment, a commotion came from the cowshed. Cows and long-bearded goats were jumping around uneasily. It seemed to be driving something away.
The Nan couple had already rushed over when they heard the news.
"Could it be…he really woke up?”
Thinking of what had happened just now, Nan Xiangtian had a bold guess in his heart. Although this thought was somewhat unbelievable, it still made him extremely excited.
His unchanging life was like he was in a fog and did not know where the future was.
Now, everything was going to change?
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