Last Wish, I Hope They Can See Me…
Hearing the woman's words, Zhang Ye couldn't help but ask curiously,""What happened to him?"
The woman wanted to say something, but she immediately swallowed her words."Don't ask around. Listen to Auntie. Don't stay with him for too long.”
The woman was unwilling to say more, so Zhang Ye did not probe further.
Just like that, the two of them walked through the village.
They walked for more than ten minutes.
When they reached the edge of the village, the woman pointed at a lonely house not far away."Then it's Anping's family."
"Remember what auntie said, don't stay too long, he…he's a bit abnormal.”
With that, the woman left in a hurry.
Zhang Ye looked at the woman's departing figure and then looked at the house where "An Ping Jie" lived.
The woman had described the Anping Knot as if it was a terrifying existence.
As for Zhang Ye, he did not believe all this nonsense at all.
Without thinking much, he walked towards the dilapidated house.
Arriving at the door of the house, Zhang Ye looked at the door that could be broken into pieces with a single kick. He went forward and gently knocked on the door.
"Excuse me, is this the Anping Family?”Zhang Ye asked.
A series of hurried coughs could be heard coming from the house, followed by a weak voice,""Who is it? Are you here for me?"
"Sorry to disturb you." Zhang Ye replied. He carefully opened the door and walked inside.
The room was very dark. Even if sunlight shone through the window, it did not have much effect. It was still a little dark.
With the help of the weak sunlight, one could vaguely see the cracks on the wall that looked like spider webs.
There was also a strong smell in the room, which was commonly known as the smell of old people, as well as the smell of some rotten food.
Standing in the middle of the room, Zhang Ye finally understood why the woman had said that Anping was being mysterious.
Inside the room, a patched daoist robe hung on one of the walls, a peach wood sword that looked like it would turn into powder with a light touch, and on the broken table below, there were some Daoist tools.
Other than these things, there was nothing else in the room.
The four walls of the house were nothing more than this.
He walked towards the house where the old man had spoken.
Only then did Zhang Ye see the Anping Knot.
An Pingjie was lying on the bed, covered with a dirty blanket.
His face was extremely old, his wrinkles were deep, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his teeth were about to fall out.
"Young man, who are you?" When An Pingjie saw Zhang Ye walk in, he struggled to get up from the bed and stared at Zhang Ye with his turbid eyes.
Zhang Ye looked at the old man and smiled." Old Master An, did you sell Yang Chun noodles a few years ago? At the foot of a mountain."
Upon hearing this, An Pingjie's turbid eyes moved."How did you know? Young man."
Zhang Ye did not answer this question. Instead, he continued asking,"When you were selling Yang Chun noodles, were there always a few soldiers who always ate on credit?”
Anping Knot's spirit recovered a little, and his turbid eyes shone."Yes, sir! A few soldiers went over to eat noodles.”
"Young man, how do you know all this?”An Pingjie asked anxiously.
Zhang Ye gently comforted An Pingjie." Don't be agitated, don't be agitated. Old Master, they were the ones who asked me to look for you.”
"Alright, alright. How are those kids doing?" An Pingjie nodded. Did you suffer in the army?"
"At that time, those kids came over to eat noodles all day long. They said that the food on the mountain was so bad. I saw that they were quite good people and never asked them for money. Anyway, they couldn't eat much.”
"I have no children in my life. Looking at them is like looking at my own children.”
"However, one day, those young men never came again. After that, my body was a little weak, so I returned to the village.”
An Pingjie muttered to himself.
Zhang Ye stood at the side and listened patiently.
"Alright, it's good. Someone still remembers me. It's good, it's good.”An Pingjie muttered to himself. His tone revealed joy but also sadness.
Zhang Ye's Adam's apple bobbed as he said with a smile,"They're doing very well now. Don't worry about them.”
He didn't tell the old man that the soldiers had passed away and that there was only one person left, but he didn't have much time left.
In the current state of the Anping Knot, it was not an exaggeration to bury the soil up to his neck.
If he was told that the soldiers had died, he was afraid that An Ping would not be able to accept it.
Especially when An Ping treated the soldiers like his own children.
"Old Master, they came to me this time because they wanted me to pass the money to you. They ate so many bowls of noodles from you back then, and they still remember how good you were to them.”Zhang Ye took out six kraft paper bags from the pocket of his windbreaker. Just by looking at the thickness of each kraft paper bag, it was worth tens of thousands.
Zhang Ye held onto the knot and placed the kraft paper bag in front of it.
Anping Knot didn't even look at the six kraft paper bags and continued to mutter to himself,""Young man, take the money back. If I did it for money, I wouldn't have let them pay on credit.”
"Besides, you've seen my old body. How many days can I live? What's the use of taking this money? I don't have any children. This money is useless to me.”
Following that, An Pingjie looked at Zhang Ye with anticipation in his eyes. He held Zhang Ye's hand tightly."My only wish now is for those kids to come and see me before I die. I'll be satisfied.”
Zhang Ye turned his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
They won't be able to see you in this lifetime…
But Zhang Ye could only say this in his heart.
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