Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Zhou Leng held the TV at the side of his arm, carried a cloth bag on his back, and walked slowly towards the bus station holding the old man's hand.

Wang Xiuli put on her reading glasses, but she wasn't used to it and kept pushing the frame with her hands.

The rattling noise of the bus makes people drowsy.

Finally, the two got off the bus when the sun was setting, and this time they returned with a full load.

Wang Xiuli was a little tired after a whole day of hard work. In fact, she could no longer walk, but she still gritted her teeth and walked slowly. Patience was her strong point.

Zhou Leng glanced at the old woman and said, "Grandma, sit on the rock at the entrance of the village and wait for me. I'll take the things back first and then come back to pick you up."

"Girl, grandma can still walk. I can even farm our five acres of land, let alone these few steps."

The mark on Zhou Leng's soul began to burn. It was Chen Wang who felt sorry for the old lady. The other party didn't know how hard the old lady worked to finish planting the land, how the old lady went out early and came back late, and how she lived frugally to leave all the money for her. But she didn't make her grandmother proud and did so many wrong things.

"Grandma, I feel sorry for you. Sit and wait for me. Be obedient." Zhou Leng loudly coaxed the old lady in the tone of coaxing a child.

Wang Xiuli sat on the stone, her face smiling like a flower. She nodded and said, "Be obedient, grandma, be obedient."

Zhou Leng held the TV in both hands, and as the old man, who was holding his glasses, watched, her figure slowly disappeared at the end of the dirt road. She walked home quickly, put down her things, and returned to the village.

Wang Xiuli was still looking at the end of the path intently. Until she saw her granddaughter, she slowly stood up and waited for her granddaughter.

Zhou Leng walked up to the old man, squatted down and said, "I'll carry you back, climb up slowly."

"Enjoy your life, grandma." After saying this, the old woman slowly laid on her granddaughter's back. Her breathing slowed down a little and her whole body was tense, wanting to make her granddaughter feel more relaxed.

Zhou Leng carried Wang Xiuli on his back and walked home step by step.

The old man's hoarse voice sounded behind him:

"Wang, you inherited your father's physique. He was also very strong when he was young and was a good hand at construction sites. It's a pity."

"Grandma, I'm here. I'll accompany you."

"Grandma knows."

The figures of an old man and a young boy slowly walked away on the path.

Zhou Leng’s choice was right. Companionship is the greatest happiness for Wang Xiuli.

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Zhou Leng is taciturn most of the time. She doesn't like watching TV or socializing. Her greatest pleasure is meditation.

There is no spiritual energy for cultivation in this world. While she is training her body, she also hopes to find a way to strengthen herself by absorbing energy. This may be the obsession of the cultivation maniac.

She meditated beside Wang Xiuli while she watched TV.

When Wang Xiuli was basking in the sun, she would still meditate beside her, but Zhou Leng was also busy sometimes.

The old lady always felt that she had to pass on all her skills to her granddaughter so that she could gain a foothold on this land. She would teach her granddaughter how to select seeds, breed, weed, and harvest; what kind of chickens are easy to raise, what kind of wild vegetables pigs like to eat the most, how to make clothes, shoes, quilts, embroider simple patterns, when to dig wild vegetables, and when to go to the hills to pick mushrooms.

In the second year after Zhou Leng returned to the village, Wang Xiuli put on the cloth shoes and cloth shirt made by her granddaughter. She walked around the yard again and again with joy, seeming to forget the tiredness. In her mind, this was both filial piety and proof that her granddaughter could live independently.

The Chen family has been changing little by little after Zhou Leng came back. Everyone in the village also knows that the girl from the Chen family has stopped studying and returned to farm. No matter what people say behind their backs, no one bullies them in front of them.

As time went by, apart from the occasional marriage proposal, few people paid attention to their family affairs. After all, these two people really had no sense of existence.

In the fifth year after Zhou Leng returned to the village, she finally found a new method of cultivation. She turned her body into a container for energy conversion, and then converted the energy into internal strength for cultivation by consuming more food.

Doing such things at this age will have some side effects - Zhou Leng has now grown to a height of 1.75 meters. As her body grows taller, the density of her muscle tissue has become greater, and she looks much slimmer than before.

Wang Xiuli's physical functions have obviously declined since the beginning of this year. Her body does not allow her to work in the fields. However, she still takes care of the vegetable garden at home by herself. This is her little world.

Time slips away slowly as the old and the young depend on each other. Only their memories and each other's smiling faces bear witness to the past years.

The eighth year that the two have depended on each other.

Wang Xiuli's legs and feet are getting worse and she can no longer stand for long periods of time. The old woman spends most of her time lying on the kang, watching TV or looking out the window.

Zhou Leng went to the county to buy silver needles. Her medical skills were decent, so she gave the old woman acupuncture when she was asleep to reduce her pain.

But when people get old, there is no magic medicine that can rejuvenate them or bring back the youth of dead trees.

The two have been together for ten years.

Wang Xiuli was already lying on the kang and couldn't turn over by herself.

Every day Zhou Leng would wipe the old woman's body, feed her, boil medicine for her to maintain her life, change her diapers in time, make sure the old woman was comfortable, and keep her clean.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the real Chen Wang may not be able to do this, nor may he be able to accompany the elderly in this way.

Old lady Wang Xiuli is often confused now and only becomes clear-headed occasionally.

An ordinary day, the sun is shining.

Zhou Leng carried the old man outside to bask in the sun, and she sat beside him with her eyes closed in meditation.

"Girl." A weak voice came into Zhou Leng's ears.

"Hey, grandma, what's wrong? Is the wind a little cold?"

"Grandma is gone... Don't be buried with your grandfather. He's been buried for so many years. Don't bother him. I've lived comfortably by myself for decades. When I die, I'll also want to live comfortably by myself."

"I'll listen to you, but didn't you just tell me the day before yesterday that you're in good health, don't worry." After Zhou Leng said this, he patted the old man's arm comfortingly through the quilt.

"I've been a burden to you. You've been taking care of me for so many years, and no good family has come to propose marriage. When I'm gone, you should look carefully and make sure to find a good family and a good husband."

"I'll do whatever you say. I'm so hardworking, I'm sure I'll marry a good man."

The thin blanket covering the old man moved, and slowly a skinny and shriveled hand stretched out from under the quilt. Zhou Leng held the other's slightly cold hand.

Wang Xiuli took a few breaths slowly, and when she had gathered her breath, she spoke again: "Grandma, you are just talking. Just think about what you have thought about... You are blessed. When I see your father, I will tell him that you have fulfilled his filial duty for him."

"Then you have to have a good talk with my dad. After so many years, you should scold him and beat him up a few times to vent your anger."

After hearing what her granddaughter said, Wang Xiuli laughed out loud, then coughed a few times. Zhou Leng reached out his hand and gently helped her to calm down.

After basking in the sun for a while, the old man felt drowsy.

Zhou Leng gently carried the old man back to the house to rest.

Everyone has to run out of energy, and Wang Xiuli's life came to an end.

The old woman had told her granddaughter countless times over the years what she should say and what she should explain. At this moment, she was lying on the kang, unable to utter a word, and only her weak breathing showed that she was still alive.

In fact, the old woman is clear in her mind. She knows that her granddaughter can live a better life without her burden. She is a filial child who has been with her for so many years.

Wang Xiuli was a traditional person. After her death, someone offered her a bowl of fruit and wore mourning clothes. She was very content. When she arrived at the other side, her son was waiting for her there early, and she had someone to accompany her, which was good.

Zhou Leng watched the old man stop breathing, as if it happened in an instant, his chest was still the next second. She tried to calm down, then took a warm towel and gently wiped the old man's body, changed him into the shroud that had been prepared long ago, and invited the village trumpet craftsman to come to her house to play, and also invited people from the same clan in the village to come and help with the funeral.

Zhou Leng felt that he had done everything he could as a younger generation, and had tried his best to leave no regrets, which made her feel more at peace than crying after death.

Wang Xiuli's funeral was quite grand. The villagers saw everything Zhou Leng did. In their minds, such a filial child would have a good future and would definitely be a grateful person. So everyone came to help at the funeral and all the acquaintances came to pay their respects.

The old man's body was kept in the hall of his home for three days. After receiving everyone's tributes, it was taken to the county crematorium for cremation. Then Zhou Leng held the urn and returned to the village for burial.

The Chen family has an ancestral cemetery in the village, where three generations have been buried. Wang Xiuli's grave is next to her husband's and son's graves. She always said she wanted her own grave before she died, otherwise it would be too crowded, so they were not buried together.

After the funeral, Zhou Leng finally came to terms with the cause and effect.

It is late autumn now and winter is about to come. Zhou Leng plans to leave here and travel far away after the beginning of next spring.

This is the life that Chen Wang exchanged for his soul. She can't leave just because she has completed the mission. She wants to take Chen Wang to see the outside world. Besides, she also wants to see what Brother Hu and his people are doing now. One must have a beginning and an end in mind when doing things.

Zhou Leng seldom visits other people's homes in the village and rarely goes out. Besides filling her stomach and exercising, she meditates at home. Meditation can relax her body and mind.

After all, the person she had been with day and night for ten years left, and she was deeply touched. She needed to allow herself to slowly get through this period of time.

Chen Wang has two wishes, one is to be filial to her grandmother, the other is that the person who deceived her will be punished.

Although there is an old saying that goes "forgive others when you can", Zhou Leng has never been a person who repays evil with kindness. If he repays evil with kindness, how can he repay kindness?

It should have been three years since Brother Hu was released from prison. Zhou Leng wanted to see for herself that he was not doing well, only then could she feel at ease.