The three of them entered the village and went straight to Liu Xiaoyu's house.
Liu Zhong was chasing the road to the town, so he naturally couldn't catch up. At this time, he had already returned and was sitting in the house with his wife, worried about them. Seeing that the three of them had returned safely, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
Xu Yunfei and the other two entered the house. Liu Xiaoyu was like a bird, chirping and gesticulating. She told Wan Dancao and his second son about how they had intercepted them in detail. Her face was full of victory.
For the honest Liu Zhong, it was worth celebrating that he didn't cause any trouble this time. He didn't blame Xu Yunfei and Liu Xiaoyu too much. He instructed Aunt Liu to prepare lunch and asked Han Tuo to stay for lunch. Liu Xiaoyu ran to the backyard to pick up Xiao Ji.
After Xu Yunfei's ruckus, many of the villagers who had been bullied by the audacious family felt relieved.
For so many years, only Wan Daolao had the guts to bully others and cause trouble at other people's houses. Who would dare to cause trouble at his house?
Unexpectedly, Xu Yunfei, who was so young, not only kicked over Wan Dancao's table in front of the townspeople, but also beat Wan Dancao and his second son. He also blinded one of Wan Dancao's Tibetan Mastiff's eyes and made Wan Dancao's family turn upside down. In the end, he even forced Wan Dancao to agree to give disaster relief funds. This was really satisfying.
Although they were satisfied, they were also worried about Xu Yunfei.
Everyone knew in their hearts that Wan Guanchao would not let the matter rest just like that. He would definitely find an opportunity to take revenge.
After learning that Xu Yunfei was bitten by the Tibetan Mastiff, the neighbors quietly came to Xu Yunfei's house to visit. They did not come empty-handed. Some brought more than ten eggs, while others left five or ten yuan. When Xu Yunfei returned home after lunch at Liu Xiaoyu's house, the ceramic basin and washbasin used for kneading dough had been filled with eggs.
At night, Xiao Ji fell asleep with the small radio in his arms. Xu Yunfei gently took the radio out of Xiao Ji's small hands and turned it off. The musket to smoke mosquitoes had been lit, and the smell of sandalwood permeated the room. The round table in the middle of the room had been wiped clean, but the yellow paint on the table had almost fallen off, making it mottled.
Xu Yunfei took out a notebook and a ballpoint pen. He sat in front of the round table and was silent for a moment.
Life is full of trials and tribulations,
His heart was as hard as iron.
I would rather suffer myself,
I won't let my ambition be ruined.
After he finished writing, he read it twice and felt very satisfied. Then, he wrote down the date in the lower right corner and closed the notebook.
The weather was a little hot and stuffy. Thunder could be heard faintly from outside the house. It seemed like it was going to rain.
Xu Yunfei got up and went out of the house. Blackie was lying by the door. Seeing Xu Yunfei come out, it got up and wagged its tail at him.
Seeing the shovel standing under the east wall, he walked over and brought it under the eaves to prevent it from rusting from the rain.
When he returned to the house, he suddenly remembered something. When he was fighting with the Tibetan Mastiff of Wan Dancao's family yesterday, his pants and jacket were torn. Strangely, the belt on his waist was not damaged at all. Thinking of this, he stood up and unbuckled the belt. He pulled the belt out from the waist and held it in his hand to check.
This belt was much wider than a normal belt. There was a ruler on the table. He measured it with a ruler and found that it was less than five centimeters wide, just enough to pass through the pants.
The leather of the belt was not thick, and the material did not seem to be cowhide. It was black and oily, and it felt a little cold to the touch. From the patterns, it looked like fish scales.
He suddenly remembered that his father had told him before he died that this belt was passed down from his ancestors and that he must take good care of it. Later, because he did not have a belt to use, he had been wearing this belt.
At that time, he was young and did not take it seriously. Now, it seemed that this belt was strange in every way.
He held the belt with both hands and moved it under the light. Suddenly, he realized that there was something strange about the end of the belt buckle. He used his nails to scratch it. It seemed to be double-layered. Perhaps because it was old, the two layers were stuck together. If he did not look closely under the light, it would not have been easy to notice.
After a few seconds of being stunned, he got up and took out a pencil sharpening knife from his bag. He pulled out the blade and carefully inserted it into the sticking area. Then, he slowly cut it open on both sides and in depth. The six to seven centimeters long blade was completely inserted into it. Only then did he realize that there was actually a layer in the belt.
"It's just a belt for tying pants. Why did you go through the trouble of making a sandwich?”
Xu Yunfei felt strange.
He put his fingers into the mezzanines and felt that they were uneven. He could tell that there were words carved on them.
He used his fingers to check the opening and looked at it under the light for a long time, but he could not see anything.
This time, he was really stumped. There were clearly words engraved inside, but because the opening was too small, he could not see the words clearly unless he used scissors to cut open the top layer.
However, if that was the case, wouldn't this belt passed down from his ancestors be destroyed in his hands? Moreover, his father's last words told him to take good care of this belt.
She walked around the room with the belt, but she couldn't think of a way to see the handwriting without breaking the belt. Helplessly, she put the belt on the table and stared at it in a daze for a while.
Then, he got up and carried the stool to the big wardrobe. He stepped on the stool and took the golden saber from the top of the wardrobe.
That heavy feeling made people naturally want to wave it.
Xu Yunfei waved it a few times, and the room was suddenly filled with golden light.
He stopped his movements and stroked the long and narrow blade with one hand. He silently recited the line of words engraved on the blade: He was the descendant of the dragon.
Xu Yunfei couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, What a treasured saber!”
Looking at the golden saber in his hand and the belt on the table, he suddenly had an idea. He picked up the saber with one hand and the belt with the other, trying to insert the saber into the belt.
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