In this way, he walked forward aimlessly. As he walked, he unknowingly arrived at the small river at the foot of the mountain behind the village.

There is a two-meter-wide wooden bridge across the river. There are half-man-high wooden stakes nailed to both sides of the wooden bridge, and there are iron chains on the wooden stakes.

After passing this bridge, you can lead to the school on the hillside in front.

This bridge did not exist originally. When the school was first built, Qing'er and Sanshu led the villagers to build it.

When the water rises in spring and summer, the river is almost submerged to the small bridge, and iron chains are pulled on both sides to ensure the safety of the students.

It's the middle of winter now, and the water level has long since receded, leaving a shallow water level in the river. Standing in it, you would be submerged up to your chest at most.

Yang Yongxian recalled in his mind that at that time Li Xiuxin often walked all the way from Lijia Village to the foot of the mountain behind Changping Village by gathering firewood or hunting pigweed.

Many times, she stood on this small bridge, tiptoeing in the direction of the hillside school.

He led the students in the school to read and memorize the Four Books and Five Classics.

Occasionally, you can see her figure when you look down from the window.

How wonderful it felt at that time.

There is a kind of silence that is better than sound, and there is a tacit understanding in it that can only be understood but cannot be expressed.

Why?

Why is it like this when you get married?

Yang Yongxian's mind was in a mess, with a bunch of pictures flashing through his mind, a bunch of questions, and most of all, doubts about his own body and low self-esteem.

A biting cold wind blew over, and he shuddered, his stomach suddenly churning.

All the wine I drank tonight is making a fuss in my stomach.

He held onto the wooden stake beside him with one hand, covered his mouth, leaned down and vomited wildly.

I was so sick that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the sun and moon had no light.

After vomiting, he felt a little more awake. He raised his sleeves to wipe the stains from the corners of his mouth, straightened up and was about to turn around.

I didn't know what I stepped on, and I fell into the river behind...

When the gastrodia was bright, Luo Fengtang and Luo blacksmith Yang Huazhong all dragged melons, fruits, rice wine and went to the Tutu Temple in the south of the village to burn incense.

Everyone brought home-made snacks and other snacks, gave them to each other, and then toasted each other, burned incense, set off firecrackers, wished each other new year, and said auspicious words.

Yang Huazhong searched around the crowd, and then asked Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou: "Where are the boys in the big house? How come you see Yongzhi?"

Yang Huaming also looked around and said, "Yes, where are Yongxian and Yongjin?"

Yang Huazhong asked: "When you two came here to burn incense, didn't you go to the front yard to call them?"

Yang Huaming shook his head and said: "The young couple is sleeping, go over and say sorry."

Yang Huazhou also said: "When we separated at night, I specifically told the three brothers to come over and burn incense at dawn."

Yang Huaming grinned and said: "This is not easy. Young people are full of blood. Maybe they hugged their wives after returning home and did something else. They were tired and couldn't get up!"

Yang Huazhong rolled his eyes at Yang Huaming and said, "As an elder, can you be more serious?"

The man subconsciously glanced at his son-in-law Luo Fengtang and niece-in-law Ahao, who were a few steps away, lest they hear him.

Fortunately, Luo Fengtang and Ah Hao both had sharp ears, but they had a tacit understanding and pretended not to hear.

Yang Huazhong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then looked away and said to Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou: "Yongzhi is over there. Let's go and call him over and ask."

Soon, the Yang Huazhong brothers squeezed in front of Yang Yongzhi in the crowd. At this time, Yang Yongzhi was holding his own snacks and giving them to others around him.

Seeing Yang Huazhong and others coming over, Yang Yongzhi's eyes were filled with joy and he said: "Third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle, come and try my Liu'er's craftsmanship, stir-fried rice cake with sugar."

Yang Huazhong and others couldn't resist, so they took a piece and tasted it in their mouths, and then praised it a few times.

Yang Yongzhi was very happy and said: "If you, Uncle San, think it's good, I'll ask my Liu'er to make more of it later and give some to the children from house to house."

Yang Huazhong said: "Okay, so what, Yongzhi, why do you come here alone? Where are your eldest brother and second brother?"

Yang Yongzhi was startled for a moment and said: "Second brother, there's no need to shout. He played cards with Brother Baozhu and the others all night long and didn't even come back to sleep."

"I went to my eldest brother's house to shout, and my sister-in-law told me that my eldest brother had gone out and was not in the house either."

"I thought he went to play with you, Uncle San, but why, he didn't go?" Yang Yongzhi asked.

Yang Huazhong shook his head, "I haven't been here since I paid New Year's greetings. Where did this Yongxian go?"

"As the eldest grandson of Lao Yang's family, it would be disrespectful to come here to burn incense. If your father finds out about this tomorrow, the old man will definitely not be happy!" the man said.

Yang Yongzhi panicked, "What should we do? Is there anyone in this crowd?"

"No, I just looked again and there is no Yongxian." Yang Huazhou said.

"Then why are you still standing there? Let's find him quickly!" Yang Huazhong said.

So, they split up to look for it, and made an appointment to meet at Yang Huazhong's house after a bowl of tea, no matter if they couldn't find it or not.

A bowl of tea passes quickly.

"I've searched all the houses in the village that I might visit, but there's no one there," Yang Huaming said.

"I asked Da'an and Dajie, but they didn't go either," Luo Fengtang said.

"I searched in front of and behind the village, but there was no one there," Yang Huazhou said.

"Now we have to wait for Yongzhi," Yang Huazhong said with a frown, "He has gone home to look for him. Maybe while we are looking for Yongxian everywhere, we don't know for sure that Yongxian has gone back!"

Everyone else nodded, this is of course the best.

But then Yang Yongzhi ran back in a hurry, followed not by Yang Yongxian but by the equally impatient Li Xiuxin.

Everyone understood when they saw that it was Li Xiuxin who was following.

"Third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle, what's going on? What's wrong with Yongxian?"

Li Xiuxin stumbled into the door and asked with fear on her face.

Before Yang Huazhong could say anything, Yang Huaming spoke first.

"Wife-in-law Yongxian, what you are asking is that you are his wife and the person he shares the same bed with. I also want to ask you where my eldest nephew is!" Yang Huaming said angrily, his eyes glaring.

In the past few days, Mrs. Liu has been gossiping with Yang Huaming a lot, just adding fuel to the fire and jealously saying how unfaithful Li Xiuxin is and how she is not popular.

Yang Huaming originally liked this dignified and taciturn eldest nephew and daughter-in-law, but after hearing Mrs. Liu's words, Yang Huaming's opinion of Li Xiuxin dropped several feet in an instant.

Especially at this moment, the man is missing and the wife is still in the dark!

"Daughter-in-law Yongxian, just tell me honestly, did you and Yongxian have a fight tonight?" Yang Huaming continued to ask.
Chapter completed!