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Chapter 60 Forgotten Noodles

Shan Yue's eyes were calm, but her tightly twisted mouth revealed overwhelming hatred and stubbornness, as if she was determined to kill anyone who stood in her way - this was the closest she had been to those high and mighty "nobles" in all these years, and even if she only had a three-point chance of winning, she would still give it a try.

In order to seek revenge, she could lean over to a scum like Cheng Xinghe, be gentle and soft-spoken, and whisper in his ear; if necessary, wielding a knife to kill the kind-hearted person who was in her way would not be a difficult hurdle.

Eight years ago. Wei Ruchun. Pingning Mountain in northern Anhui. Fushou Mountain.
Putting those words together, Cheng Xingyu somehow recalled the sudden forest fire in Fushou Mountain eight years ago.

Pingning Mountain and Fushou Mountain are actually one mountain, but people in Songjiang Prefecture like good fortune, longevity and prosperity, so they call it Fushou Mountain; people in northern Anhui pay attention to good weather, peace and tranquility, so they call it Pingning Mountain. It is a long mountain range, with Songjiang Prefecture holding the southern mountaintops and the main peak, and the northern mountains and shady areas are in northern Anhui.

He was very young at that time, and was lying in Pingning Mountain waiting to die. At night, he heard someone shouting at the entrance of the village, "Fire, fire!" He ran out holding the only valuable straw mat in the house, and then he smelled a burnt smell blown by the wind.

Later, when the fire was extinguished by rain, a brave village thug climbed up the rocks across the border between the two prefectures to take a look. When he came back, he picked up a lot of wax-burned porcelain bowls, silver plates, and fragrant wooden racks, and described it vividly: "There were charred human bodies everywhere, more than 30 of them, some hugging, some curled up, some huddled up, some hiding. It was like a village being punished by heaven."

Some villages have strict rules. If a member of the tribe makes a mistake, they will either be soaked in water to death, or be asked to commit suicide by throwing a long white cloth at him. It would be a strange thing to burn the person to ashes.

Could it be that the head of this village is the reincarnation of an evil ghost, who could have come up with such a cruel and inhumane method?

These strange things are just for fun, as there are many strange things in the village.

When I went to see it again three or two days later, I found that the land on the mountain had been cleaned up, even the charred soil on the ground had been pried up three inches. The next day, a stranger secretly came to the village to inquire "Did you hear any strange noises in the past few days?" After a few rounds of inquiries, the village hooligans who climbed the mountain had their house searched, and the burned wax porcelain and silver wares they had hidden were all taken away. Those village hooligans fell off the cliff at night, broke their necks, and died on the spot.

His uncle was merely invited by the village hooligans to see a cold and have some drinks, but he was pushed off a cliff in the dark and windy night. He is still alive, but his legs are broken.

Cheng Xingyu was stunned for a moment, then he loosened his grip and let the weathered swordsman slip out of the wilderness.

Shan Yue moved very quickly. Shang Lu replaced the ginseng slices and threw them to Cheng Xingyu: "Changing the medicine is just the first thing. I have done what I wanted to do. You have to do what you want to do to cure diseases and save lives. If the real medicine is put into the warehouse and the pharmacists in the pharmacy find it and report it to Cheng Xingyu, people in the city will still not be able to eat good medicine."

Cheng Xingyu said, "Starting tomorrow, I will ask to sit in the clinic and see patients. Cheng Xingyu will agree. It's better than me staying at Cheng's house and eating his food for free."

That's fine. She changed the medicine and he prescribed some medicine, drawing a circle to form a ring.

As the night fell, the noise of gambling behind the warehouse was suppressed a lot. The bicycle frames had been almost replaced, with only one or two left. Wei Ruchun was helping Peng Da and Peng Er push the bicycle frames.

The little girl grew up in the mountains. She looked weak, but actually she had a lot of brute strength. She stuck her butt out and helped to push the wheel ruts from behind, growling "one, two, one, two" to make it easier for her to exert force, like a calf. She was stronger than an ordinary skinny man.

Shan Yue looked over, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously. Over the past seven or eight years, his heart petals that had been shattered into pieces, miraculously returned to their positions with the powerful command of "one, two, one, two".

"Do you have any connection?"

Cheng Xingyu stood with his hands behind his back beside the mountain moon. In the distance, the dusk was deep and the mountains stretched endlessly. The steep mountain peaks were rounded into gentle curves due to the distance. Only a crescent moon was left, emitting water-like brilliance.

He glanced sideways at the mountain moon beside him. The girl was cold and vigorous, with a face as white as if it was carved from ivory. Blue veins were faintly visible under the thin layer of skin. The coldness of her whole body complemented the wind in the mountains after the beginning of autumn and before the beginning of winter.

His weak and incompetent heart seemed to be getting better, beating "thump, thump, thump" non-stop.

Now it is truly a mountain moon—a mountain moon within a mountain moon.

Cheng Xingyu turned his head, trying to see more clearly in the darkness.

He actually saw a trace of kindness in the eyes of this weathered swordsman?

Shan Yue and Miss Wei are sisters, right? Although their temperaments are completely different, they gave him a vaguely similar feeling from the beginning.

Sisters? Cousins?
Cheng Xingyu didn't expect Shanyue to respond to him: The vicissitudes of life swordsman has always been alone and doesn't easily talk to others.

Since there was no response, I let my thoughts scatter like eight spiders. They couldn't be aunt and nephew, right? Shan Yue's generation was really high.
"Do her parents treat her well?" Shan Yue whispered, "From what you heard, she has a younger brother? Is that family really willing to support her? How old is her younger brother?"

Cheng Xingyu's thoughts were pulled back, and he looked up and thought: "Miss Wei, oh no, Miss He"

That wouldn't work either. What if they were cousins? He couldn't even tell the name of their mother.

It would be nice if I could get it cleared later.

Cheng Xingyu said in a hurry: "The girl is from the eastern corner of our village. The Wei couple are honest and simple. Villagers in the east often ask them to take pulses and prescribe medicine. If they really don't have money, they will allow people to buy on credit. The Wei family's child is just over seven years old and it is the right time for him to start school. Her father, her adoptive father, is here to raise money for the child's education."

Cheng Xingyu was not familiar with Wei Ruchun, but he still wanted to tell Shanyue more. After thinking about it, he said, "That girl is open-minded and kind. She grew up in the mountains and is not homely. Her father had a leg injury, and her mother cried a lot. She packed her bags and came with me to Songjiang Prefecture to seek justice. She only said, 'If you don't expose this evil person, you will have a leg injury now, and you will die in the future!'"

She is just silly sometimes, yawning with her big round eyes open. She looks smiling, but she is lazy at heart. She only likes to sleep and eat, just like the youngest sister in the family.

"If you have a connection, you can slowly tell her."

Cheng Xingyu saw at a glance how cautious Shan Yue was in trying to get close to him: "Even if she is taken care of by the Wei couple, she will definitely be happier to be recognized by a family member who is related by blood."

Silence again, nothing but the wind.

Cheng Xingyu curled the corners of his lips gently: The voice of the weathered swordsman is really elusive.

"Don't tell her."

After a long time, the silent and experienced swordsman miraculously spoke: "It's enough for her to live happily."

She had heard of cases where people had lost their memories after experiencing a major accident or serious injury.

It's good that Shui Guang has forgotten those things. Only by forgetting them can he truly cross the Naihe Bridge, recover his blood and grow flesh, and grow up without any worries into the calf he is today, happily pushing the mill with his butt sticking out.

She just needs to remember those grudges.

Only one.

"I still owe her a bowl of noodles." Shanyue's voice trembled slightly in the dark.

The bowl of five-shred noodles that I didn’t get to eat.

I have to take her to eat.

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