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Chapter 3: Deadly Wind Chill

He used his hands to wipe off the blood from his face. Wang Zheng, who had just killed a few people, did not look nervous about whether there were other salt ditches around him, but he did not look nervous about killing people just now, as if killing someone was just a common thing.

He used the clothes and jackets of these people to wipe the blood from someone's waist knife, and then hung the waist knife around his waist. No resources could be wasted, so Wang Zheng squatted down and searched all of these people.

However, Wang Zheng was disappointed. Apart from these four waist knives, he only found more than a dozen cents. Then Wang Zheng took a look around. Apart from this broken house, the one that caught his eye was a flat land.

It is basically everyone's consensus to destroy corpses, but at the moment, without any tools, Wang Zheng could only drag these corpses into the broken house one by one to cover up the matter.

Then, with the memory in his mind, Wang Zheng walked slowly towards the north.

On the road, Wang Zheng could still see the footprints of Huang Yang and his group passing by here. It seemed to be in some habit, or out of kindness, Wang Zheng cleared the traces they left behind while walking.

Wang Zheng walked for more than an hour, but finally, when it was getting darker, Wang Zheng finally saw his destination - Yijingzhuang.

......

From a distance, the impression that this Yijing Village gave Wang Zheng was broken, and all he could see were cracked loess houses. When Wang Zheng stepped into Yijing Village, an old woman was hanging clothes covering her mouth.

He hurriedly stepped forward to catch Wang Zheng, looked carefully from top to bottom twice, and suddenly remembered something and said anxiously.

"Xiao Zheng, why are you covered in blood? Shengzi and the others said you were killed by the thief inspector. Your mother was still crying just now. Go back and take a look!"

The woman in front of her was wearing a white scarf on her head and a thick gray-white coat. Wang Zheng recognized her. This was Huang Yang's mother. She helped "Wang Zheng"'s mother take care of him since she was a child.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng showed a smile on his face and said with a smile: "It's okay, Aunt Huang, I just killed three salt dogs, these are their blood."

Hearing this, Aunt Huang looked surprised on her face, and she opened her mouth wide and looked up and down again. When she saw the three waist knives hanging around Wang Zheng's waist, she sighed.

"It's fine, it's fine, go and see your mother!"

Nodding, Wang Zheng walked to the place in his memory, and saw many villagers from Yijingzhuang along the way. These people saw Wang Zheng walking past the road like nothing happened, and his clothes and coats were still stained with blood. They were talking about it now.

"Isn't this the boy from the old Wang family? Why are you back?"

"Yes, Shengzi and the others came back not long ago and said they were caught by the dog inspector. What's going on?"

"Who knows..."

Wang Zheng could naturally hear the discussions of these people around him. Many of them were surprised, and some of the little boys sneered, but Wang Zheng did not have the leisure to care.

For some reason, the more he walked in, the more Wang Zheng could feel his anxiousness. He had never met this old lady. I think it was the remaining obsession in the heart of the original "Wang Zheng".

Wang Zheng murmured: "Okay, just take it as apologizing for you, I will try my best to take care of her..."

Thinking of this, a small courtyard suddenly appeared in front of Wang Zheng. The low wall and even Wang Zheng could jump over directly. Once the rotten wooden door was pushed open, it made a sharp "squeak".

It seemed that the person in the room heard Wang Zheng pushing the door, and walked out of the inner room and was about to say something. When he saw Wang Zheng's face suddenly frozen, and an unbelievable expression appeared.

"King...King Zheng!?"

Huang Yang widened his eyes and looked back and forth around Wang Zheng, "You... why are you alive again?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng punched Huang Yang in the chest. Wang Zheng only used three points of his strength. He often greeted him in the army in this way, but Huang Yang was still beaten back three steps, grinning on his face.

"You...When did you become so strong?"

At this moment, a woman walked out of the house, and a delicate and gentle voice came from while walking, "Huang Yang, who is here? Ah..."

The woman was shocked when she saw Wang Zheng. She covered her small mouth with her white and tender hands and stammered: "Zheng...Brother Zheng?"

"Strike brother?"

When he heard the woman in front of him call him, even Wang Zheng didn't react. When did he have such a beautiful sister?

I saw the woman in front of me wearing a coarse white cloth and a blue belt around her waist. Maybe she couldn't afford a hairpin, and her long hair shawl was just wrapped in a blue coarse cloth.

Despite this, her beautiful appearance cannot be concealed.

Looking at Wang Zheng's eyes were both surprised and more joyful. There was a hint of sadness hidden in his expression. His eyes were dodging and his bright eyes and white teeth were very pleasing.

Wang Zheng thought hard, but he couldn't find any memory of the woman in front of him from his mind, so he had to laugh awkwardly.

"Sister...Sister, let's go in and see how my mother is doing. I'm not in a serious condition."

Hearing this, the woman in front of her looked at Wang Zheng in a daze, and suddenly a trace of tears flashed on her face, and she burst into tears and laughed: "Brother Zheng, you finally called me."

Wang Zheng frowned when he heard this. No wonder he couldn't remember what this woman was called. It turned out to be the original "Wang Zheng" never noticed others. It was like a violent deception...

Wang Zheng didn't know the name between young men and women at this time, so he thought it was his sister. He laughed and took her little hand and ran into the house. He didn't pay any attention to the tenderness in his eyes.

...

After entering the house, before he could watch the decorations around him, Wang Zheng heard a shout from a distance.

"Zheng'er...is it Zheng'er?"

After hearing this, Wang Zheng was standing on the ground. How could the sound be so familiar? He walked to the edge of the bed a few steps and looked at the weak woman lying on the bed.

Wang Zheng's legs became weak and he actually knelt down with a "thump". He knew that the old woman was his own mother, Wang Liu.

Wang Zheng didn't quite understand this, but he knew that Wang Liu was called Wang before, but when Wang Zheng's father passed away, in order to distinguish himself from others and to indicate the identity of a married woman, he added his previous surname and called Wang Liu.

Seeing Wang Zheng come back, Wang Liu's face was filled with tears. He stroked Wang Zheng's clean and neat short hair on his head with her wrinkled hands, trembling slightly.

"Zheng'er, Zheng'er, you have changed..."

Wang Zheng felt nervous. Was he discovered?

At this moment, I heard Wang Liushi tremblingly say: "Zheng'er, you have changed, and you have become more like your father when he was young. Your father was the same as you now..."

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Zheng took Wang Liu's hand, looked at her rough and cracked hands, and choked.

"...Mom, mom, please have a good rest, it's okay for Zheng'er!"

He waved to the woman behind Wang Zheng. Wang Liu held the woman and Wang Zheng's hands together, and smiled and said, "Zheng'er, you must take good care of Yu'er."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng looked at Yu'er again. Seeing the shy expression on her face, even if Wang Zheng was elm-headed, he would understand what was going on.

"Mom, isn't Yu'er my sister?"

Seeing the inquiring look in Wang Zheng's eyes, Wang Liu sighed lightly and said, "Zheng'er, you forgot that Yu'er was picked up by your father when he was in the General Banner..."

...

After hearing Wang Liu's words, Wang Zheng suddenly realized that "Wang Zheng's father was the chief banner officer of the Qianhu District of Qishan, but he died a long time ago for some reason.

However, this is not important to Wang Zheng now, and Wang Zheng has no feelings for his cheap father.

Speaking of the woman who Wang Zheng always thought was his sister, she was actually Wang Zheng's sister, but she was not a brother and sister.

She was picked up by Wang Zheng’s father in the early years and was named Wang Yuer.

It is said that Wang Yuer was like a mud ball at that time. Who would have thought that she would become so graceful and elegant later that she was already a beautiful woman in Youming in a village of 10 miles away.

Many young men often come to propose marriage with cattle and sheep, but whether they are strong or rich peasants with a few acres of land at home, they are all rejected by Wang Yuer, saying that they already have a part in their hearts.

Although Wang Yu'er didn't say it clearly, over time, everyone could see a rough idea from the look she looked at Wang Zheng, and even a fool could see some clues.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng suddenly felt someone patting him from behind, and turned around and saw that it was Huang Yang, and pulled Wang Zheng out of the house.

Looking at Huang Yang's frown, Wang Zheng was a little unhappy and frowned and said, "What happened? Don't hesitate."

Seeing Wang Zheng's decisive words, Huang Yang first looked at Wang Zheng in surprise, and then sighed: "My aunt suffered from a cold. Including the few cents of our family, it was not enough to go to the city to buy medicine and hire a doctor... It seems..."
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