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In Fang Shijie's mind, the patriarch of a wealthy family must be a strong and heroic old man with unparalleled bravery. He never expected that the third grandfather Xiahou Zilong mentioned would be like this.

With white beard and hair, wrinkled face and a kind smile, this is the clan leader of Xiahou Village.

After several people entered the yard, they saw this slightly thin old man sitting on a low stool in the yard, peeling peanuts in a hurry.

"Third Grandpa, I brought someone to you!" Xiahou Zilong's words made Fang Shijie feel nervous, wondering what they were up to.

Patriarch Xiahou was still peeling peanuts under his hands. Hearing Xiahou Zilong's words, he raised his head and smiled, and said kindly: "Is this Brother Fang? Tongtong, are you here too?"

Han Tongtong came to the Xiahou clan leader in a few steps and said: "Third Grandpa, please don't mess with Shijie's ideas!"

"Haha! Has your third grandfather always been a bad person in your heart?" The Xiahou clan leader looked at Han Tongtong with a smile.

"Hmph! Anyway, I don't think it's a good thing!" Han Tongtong still looked fearless in front of the Xiahou clan leader, and she still acted like a young lady.

The Xiahou clan leader knew that Han Tongtong was like this and didn't care. He turned to Xiahou Zilong and said, "Go and bring some stools."

Xiahou Zilong quickly moved a few stools out of the house, and several people sat in front of the bamboo basket filled with peanuts and started peeling the peanuts.

"I, Xiahou Zhenyue, you can follow them and call me Third Grandpa!" Xiahou Zhenyue said to Fang Shijie slowly.

Fang Shijie said: "Fang Shijie has met Third Grandpa! I don't know how Third Grandpa would think of meeting me, a nobody like me?"

Xiahou Zhenyue did not answer Fang Shijie's question, but said with emotion: "The outside world has changed a lot in these years! I haven't left the village for more than seventy years!"

Fang Shijie was a little surprised when he heard this. Although Xiahou Zhenyue had white beard and hair, he had a rosy complexion and a clear voice. He was only about seventy years old at most. But listening to his words, it seemed that his actual age was much older.

What surprised Fang Shijie was that Xiahou Zilong was even more surprised after hearing the old patriarch's words. Xiahou Zilong asked in a surprised tone: "Third Grandpa, you actually left the village? Tell me, what did you do when you left the village?"

Already?"

Fang Shijie was speechless. Feelings, Xiahou Zilong thought that his patriarch had always been in prison, staying in the village all his life and never leaving the village?

Moreover, looking at Xiahou Zilong's anxious look, it seems that it must be a big event for Xiahou Zhen to leave the village.

Xiahou Zhenyue said calmly: "Why did you leave the village? Of course it was to kill someone!"

He said it so naturally, as if killing someone was as normal as peeling peanuts to him.

At this time, a voice like a silver bell came: "Third Grandpa killed someone? This is a rare thing! What a coincidence that I came, and I happened to be listening to the story too!"

Fang Shijie turned around and saw a young girl wearing a short shirt and a short skirt walking towards him with light steps.

This girl has short hair, a healthy wheat complexion on her face, and a pair of smart big eyes that shine with wisdom. Seeing this girl's bright big eyes, Fang Shijie's first impression was that she was an extremely smart woman.

"Lan Mei, I didn't have time to find you, but you found me first!" Han Tongtong jumped up, rushed over and hugged the girl in her arms.

The girl tried her best to break away from Han Tongtong's excessively affectionate embrace and said angrily: "Call me senior sister! What kind of Lanmei Lanmei, so unruly!"

Xiahou Zilong stood up hurriedly. It seemed that he also valued this girl Lan. He solemnly introduced to Fang Shijie: "This is my cousin Xiahoulan, and this is Fang Shijie from Wu'an City!"

Xia Houlan extended his hand generously: "Hello! I heard that Brother Zilong has heard of you, and you seem to be great!"

Fang Shijie hurriedly held her hand. It felt soft and elastic. Although there was no callus, it looked like she had practiced it. He said, "Hello, Miss Xiahou! I'm new here. Please take care of me!"

Xia Houlan let go of his hand just in time: "It's easy to talk about! Maybe there will be a day when I need your care!"

Fang Shijie didn't know what she meant by this. When he was confused, Xia Houlan had already changed the subject. She asked Xiahou Zhenyue with great interest: "Third Grandpa, tell me, when have you ever killed someone? We all want to hear it.

Woolen cloth!"

Everyone sat down again, peeling peanuts, and prepared to listen to the Xiahou clan leader telling his old stories from more than seventy years ago.

"This is a long story!" Xiahou Zhenyue shook his head and said, "Even your parents have never heard of this, so you are lucky today!"

Fang Shijie vaguely felt that the matter was not simple, and it might have something to do with his presence today. Otherwise, why would a story that had not been told for decades be made an exception today?

Xia Houlan, who was next to him, said exaggeratedly: "Wow! Then we have to listen even more! Third Grandpa, tell me quickly, what's going on?"

Fang Shijie couldn't help but secretly thought: "You are playing a double act! There is no need to cooperate so well, right?"

Xiahou Zhenyue seemed to be recalling that long memory: "That was seventy-two years ago..."

Following his words, tragic scenes emerged in front of the eyes of several descendants.

A certain village more than a hundred miles away from Xiahou Village ushered in a group of Japanese Japanese soldiers in the evening when the setting sun was like blood.

The Japanese Japanese soldiers had always carried out the activities of burning and killing Japanese people under the banner of co-prosperity of East Asia. But this time, they had other intentions.

More than two hundred villagers in this village were gathered on the wheat field at the entrance of the village. On several surrounding walls were several machine guns. On the wheat field were hundreds of fully armed Japanese soldiers, surrounding them tightly.

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After the leading Japanese officer babbled, the Chinese translator, whose waist was as weak as if his spine had been removed, shouted in a high-pitched voice: "The chief of the imperial army said that there is a village nearby where every family practices martial arts.

, who can tell where this village is, the imperial army will reward you greatly!"

Pity these villagers. Some of them have never left the village for more than ten kilometers in their lives. Who would know such a village? Naturally, no one responded.

Seeing that no one said anything, the translator immediately wiped his neck with his hand: "If you don't say anything, you will die!"

This translator has been with the Japanese for so long that he can no longer even speak the native language.

His response was still silence.

The panicked and confused expressions of the villagers obviously irritated the Japanese officer. After he spoke again in the language of birds and beasts, the translator wiped his sweat and shouted again: "The chief of the imperial army said that if anyone reports to the imperial army, he will be rewarded ten times."

What a waste! If you don’t tell me, everyone will die!”

Just when the villagers were at a loss and didn't know what to say, half of a man's head was exposed on the roof ridge in the distance.