Blind for three years, all my students have become saints

Yan Hanchen withdrew his gaze, turned around, and looked forward.

In a vegetable field by the roadside, a simple woman was standing.

The woman held a few white radishes in her hand, with a smile on her face, and waved to him, gesturing for him to go over and take some white radishes back.

Yan Hanchen's heart warmed up and he immediately smiled and said, "Okay, thank you Aunt Qin."

He stepped over and took the white radish from Aunt Qin's hand while responding to the other party.

"I heard that you became a student of Longmen Academy, right?"

"Yes."

"It's amazing! If your parents are alive in heaven, they will definitely be very happy to see that you are so promising. Come, take a few more radishes back and give them to your brother too."

"Okay, Aunt Qin, I can't take any more..."

"It's okay. You can carry it with your clothes. I heard them say that those who can enter Longmen University will protect their families and the country in the future. Looking at your skinny body, how can you not supplement your nutrition?"

"Thank you Aunt Qin."

"Hey, you kid, why are you so polite to me? By the way, are you coming back this time because the school is on vacation? Or are you specifically asking for leave to come back to see your brother?"

Yan Hanchen lowered his head and glanced at his pocket. There were more than a dozen white radishes and two bundles of green vegetables in it, and he felt heavy in his heart.

He was also a little flustered and confused. He didn't know how to answer Aunt Qin, so he had to say casually, "I'll come back to see Xiaobei."

Aunt Qin didn't think much about anything else. She smiled and waved her hand, "Okay, then go back quickly. I know your time is very tight, so I won't delay you."

"Goodbye Aunt Qin."

Yan Hanchen bent down and thanked him, then continued walking towards his home.

Along the way, there were many villagers along the way. After seeing his figure, they all smiled and greeted him.

"Hey, Han Chen is back?"

"Han Chen is very promising now. He is a good man of the Yan family!"

"Xiaochen, how long do you plan to stay when you come back this time?"

Looking at the enthusiastic smiling faces and the familiar voices of the villagers, Yan Hanchen also smiled and answered them one by one.

However, there was a bit more helplessness and bitterness in his smile.

The villagers didn't know yet that he had been eliminated from Longmen Academy.

He didn't know how to speak about this matter, so he had to bury it in his heart for the time being.

"After I accept the punishment, I will come back and tell the folks..."

Yan Hanchen thought silently in his heart.

I took another look at the contents of my pocket. In addition to white radish and green vegetables, there were also several pieces of bacon, a handful of ribs, half a chicken and a bag of beans.

These are the things that the villagers forced on him just now.

Just like when he was eight years old, his parents unfortunately passed away. The villagers took turns supporting his two brothers, and they survived year by year.

The villagers also said the same thing as Aunt Qin, asking him to replenish his body and work hard to become stronger, so that he would have the strength to protect everyone and this light-picking village.

Just when Yan Hanchen was about to reach the door of his house, he suddenly stopped and looked back.

The folks who had just greeted each other had dispersed to go about their own business.

Looking at those busy figures, Yan Hanchen suddenly felt that the whole village was a little brighter.

The presence of the villagers was like a ray of light to him and his brother.

They were all lucky enough to be illuminated by those lights.

Yan Hanchen felt a little less anxious because of this, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his face.

"elder brother!"

At this moment, a loud shout of surprise sounded in his ears.

After Yan Hanchen heard this familiar voice, the smile on his face grew wider. At the same time, he subconsciously turned around and looked at the door of his home.

That's when he turned his head.

A thin figure, like a gust of wind, jumped directly into his arms and hugged him tightly with both hands.

"Wow, brother, you are finally back! I thought, thought you..."

Yan Hanchen was stunned for a moment, then patted his younger brother Yan Xiaobei's shoulder with his other hand, shook his head and said with a smile, "You thought I was killed by those foreign objects? Are you kidding, your brother and I are very strong, okay? You Don’t think about what you have or don’t have all day long, focus on studying.”

"I know, brother, let me tell you, I got No. 1 in the class in this exam."

The thin figure raised his head, revealing a face with well-proportioned features and delicate brows, and winked at Yan Hanchen.

Yan Hanchen smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad, have you told your parents?"

Yan Xiaobei nodded and said, "Of course, I told them right away."

"Then my parents must be enjoying themselves."

"Yes, that night, I dreamed that my parents gave me a thumbs up. Unfortunately, you were not at home at the time, but it's not too late to share it with you now."

"You kid..."

Yan Hanchen smiled, ruffled his brother's hair, and found that the little guy who followed him and shouted "Brother, slow down" was now almost as tall as him.

Then Yan Hanchen let go of his brother, showed what he had in his pocket, and explained, "On my way back just now, Aunt Qin and my uncle gave me some dishes. Let's go to the kitchen. I'll fry two for you." Your favorite dish.”

"It feels good to have my brother here. I finally don't have to cook."

"You have a beautiful idea, come here and give me a hand."

"Then you beg me."

"Where are the clothes hangers at home? Let's see if I can take advantage of it..."

The two brothers walked into the kitchen and started to light a fire to cook while laughing and making a fuss.

In the kitchen, the laughter of the two brothers could be heard from time to time, both talking about their respective experiences in the past few months.

Soon, the food was ready, steaming hot, and the aroma filled the entire earthen house.

After Yan Xiaobei filled two bowls of rice, he shouted into a room. "Brother, after dinner, what are you doing in the room?"

"coming."

After Yan Hanchen finished cooking, he wiped his hands clean, went into the room, placed three pillars of fragrance on his parents' memorial tablets, and whispered, "Mom, Dad, I'm back."

He took out a yellowed notebook and a ballpoint pen, and walked out of the room.

He walked to the square table, sat down, and motioned to his brother to eat first.

"Xiao Bei, you eat first. Brother, first write down all the things Aunt Qin and Uncle gave me, so as not to miss some..."

Yan Xiaobei knew that his eldest brother had always had this habit, so he didn't say anything more. He just muttered in a low voice, "Can't we finish the meal first and then remember it?"

Yan Hanchen shook his head and said, "It's okay. Eat it while it's hot. I'll finish it soon."

Yan Xiaobei looked at the two dishes and one soup on the table, swallowed his saliva, and finally put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, looked at the notebook, and muttered, "Okay, let's eat together after you finish writing." .”

Yan Hanchen knew his brother's temperament, so he said nothing more and began to write down carefully what Aunt Qin, uncle and third uncle had just given to him.

This notebook is also filled with things that the villagers have given me over the years.

At the same time, it also witnessed the growth years of their two brothers.

Soon, Yan Hanchen finished writing.

The tip of the pen touches the paper.

He looked up at the scene outside the door. It was a peaceful and peaceful Shiguang Village, with the sounds of children laughing, adults talking, and the roar of motorcycles and tractors.

These sounds mixed together and became another light in Yan Hanchen's heart, illuminating the years of his growth.

He was suddenly touched, looked back, opened the last page of the notebook, and wrote a sentence on it.

After finishing writing, Yan Hanchen looked at the sentence and recited it silently in his heart. Then he smiled with satisfaction, put away his notebook and ballpoint pen, and put them aside.

"Okay, Xiaobei, let's eat."

"Oh yeah! Let's eat."

Yan Xiaobei immediately cheered and quickly picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

At the same time, he did not forget to pick up a piece of chicken, put it into his brother's bowl, and then laughed happily.

"Brother, please eat more and finally come back. If you don't eat enough and your parents find out, they won't say that I abused you?"

Yan Hanchen glanced at the chicken in the bowl and couldn't help but shake his head and smile. Just when he was about to say "you kid", the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang with a special ringtone.

While Yan Xiaobei was eating his food, his cheeks were bulging, he looked at his brother with a bit of confusion in his eyes. He was curious about who would call his brother at this time.

After Yan Hanchen heard the ringtone, he immediately took out a mobile phone from his pocket without hesitation.

This mobile phone is also a special mobile phone provided by Longmen Academy to each student, and can only be used for internal communication.

After Yan Hanchen unlocked the screen, he saw an urgent message just sent by instructor Shen.

"Return to the team immediately!"

Seeing these four words, Yan Hanchen's pupils shrank and formed a conditioned reflex. He immediately stood up and said, "Xiao Bei, the school has called me back. I have to leave."

Yan Xiaobei suddenly opened his mouth wide, and there was still food in his mouth that he had not yet swallowed.

He looked at his brother in astonishment, a little flustered, and a little reluctant. He quickly stood up and said hurriedly, "But you haven't eaten yet, brother. It's not too late to leave after finishing this meal, right?"

Yan Hanchen, who had already turned around and walked two steps, suddenly stopped.

He looked back at his brother's expectant face, then at the still-steaming food on the table, thought about it, and walked back.

Yan Hanchen quickly picked up the chopsticks, picked up the piece of chicken in the bowl, and threw it into his mouth. While chewing, he raised his hand to ruffle his brother's hair, smiled and said, "It tastes good. When I'm not around, Remember to study hard, eat well, and sleep well before leaving."

"elder brother!!"

Yan Xiaobei quickly chased after him, his eyes already red.

He watched his brother's back go away, holding back the tears in his eyes, "When will you come back again?"

Yan Hanchen was walking on the road, with his back turned to his younger brother, he raised a hand and waved twice, laughing loudly.

"Xiao Bei, there's no need to be sad. You and I are brothers and we will see each other again one day."

"Okay! This is what you said, I'm waiting for you to come back!"

Yan Xiaobei immediately shouted, and worried that his brother wouldn't hear, he quickly added.

"Brother, you must come back safely!"

Until the brother's figure had walked away, then disappeared from sight, and disappeared at the entrance of Shiguang Village.

Yan Xiaobei still didn't look away and stood there blankly.

It wasn't until a hot wind blew by, drying the tears on his face, that he finally came back to his senses as if he were waking up from a dream.

He turned around and walked back to the house, but was stunned when he looked up and saw the food on the table.

He didn't cry, but he didn't continue to walk in. Instead, he turned around and sat down on the edge of the threshold, looking in the direction of the village entrance, as if he had lost his soul.

After a while, Yan Xiaobei put his arms on his knees and buried his head between his arms.

The thin body seemed to have been drained of all its strength in an instant, and also lost the support of strength, and began to tremble non-stop.

"elder brother……"

A gust of cold wind blows.

The food on the table has cooled.

The notebook lying next to it was blown open by the wind, and there was a "clatter" sound.

Just like the oath he made when he was young to fight the sword to the end of the world, the blood boils and boils forever.

Soon, the notebook was turned to the last page.

The black pen and ink has dried.

But a line of vigorous and powerful words appeared on the paper, which looked extremely shining and dazzling.

"I hope that one day, I can become the light of heaven and earth, illuminating this shabby but warm world." (End of this chapter)