After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

The two turned around following the sound.

Seeing that it was Yan Chenfeng who came, he was shocked!

The man was wearing a black coat and stood there motionless. He didn't know how long he had been here, and he didn't know how much he had heard.

"Yan, Mr. Yan... aren't you sick?" The village chief faltered, with obvious guilt in his tone.

"It's ready." Yan Chenfeng's expression was calm, "Besides, this reception banquet is specially prepared for us, so it would be inappropriate not to come?"

The corner of the village chief's mouth twitched, and he gave a stiff smile: "Then go and sit down!"

Yan Chenfeng stared at the two of them for a while with narrow eyes.

In the end, without saying anything, he turned and walked towards Shen Zhiyi.

The village chief's throat almost jumped out of his heart.

"When did he come, didn't you see it?"

"No……"

"Just now he said that there is a treasure under the ground of Black Bamboo Village, he must have heard what we said!" The village chief scratched his head anxiously, "It's over, it's really over now..."

"Calm down!" Yun Xiang grabbed the village chief's hand, "We only said that there is something underground, but we didn't say what it is. He can't let someone dig it now, can he?"

"Even if we don't dig now, we will dig when we renovate the school..."

"That's a matter of the future. There is still such a long time in between, and we can always think of a way."

Under Yun Xiang's comfort, the village chief finally felt better.

He held Yun Xiang's hand back: "Daughter-in-law, thank you, if I knew you were so good, I should treat you wholeheartedly..."

It's good that the village chief didn't mention it.

When this matter was mentioned, Yun Xiang recalled the time when he chased after Mo Jingrou's ass and licked the dog.

She hummed and said, "It's too late for you to be nice to me now."

……

"Miss Shen, I must respect you with this glass of wine..."

"Sorry, my wife can't drink well, so she can't drink white."

Yan Chenfeng walked to Shen Zhiyi's side, blocking the man's hand.

Shen Zhiyi was taken aback, "Why are you here?"

"I'm hungry, come to eat." Yan Chenfeng smiled slightly, and sat down beside her.

The villagers all heard about Yan Chenfeng's illness, and no one dared to toast him.

A natural barrier was formed around the man.

He even protected Shen Zhiyi.

"You should rest in the hotel." Shen Zhiyi was a little worried, and raised her hand to touch Yan Chenfeng's forehead.

Fortunately, it is no longer hot.

"Your husband is in good health, so you don't need to be so careful." Yan Chenfeng put a piece of meat on Shen Zhiyi's plate, "The hotels in the town are in good condition, so I can sleep well tonight."

At the end of the banquet, the village chief came over.

The look has returned to normal.

"Mr. Yan, I heard that you are willing to invest 800 million yuan to build a school in Mozhu Village. The villagers and I are very grateful, but I still have a heartfelt request..."

The village chief pursed his lips and lowered his voice: "You heard it just now. There is indeed something buried under the ground of Mozhu Village."

"This thing... is the treasure handed down from our Cao family."

Yan Chenfeng raised his eyebrows when he heard the words.

motioned him to continue.

"I heard from my ancestors that this treasure has the function of stabilizing the house. If it is dug out, it will break Feng Shui..."

"So the village chief means that the school will not be built?"

"No, no, no, the school must still be built. After all, this is Teacher Mo's last wish."

Shen Zhiyi: "Then what do you mean?"

"As I said in the morning, building the school in the city will not damage the Feng Shui of Mozhu Village, and save a lot of money. Why not do it?"

Shen Zhiyi frowned.

Just as he was hesitating, he heard Yan Chenfeng say: "Let's think about this matter again."

"Okay, take your time to think about it, don't rush..."

……

After the banquet, Shen Zhiyi and Yan Chenfeng returned to the hotel in the town.

The man took off his coat and handed Shen Zhiyi a newspaper, "Look at this."

Shen Zhiyi took the newspaper and found that it turned out to be a morning newspaper from more than 20 years ago.

The newspaper is very worn out, but the words on it can still be read clearly.

【Grief!Bai Yan, a young teacher in Mozhu Village, encountered a landslide when he went out to collect wind. He died on duty, and his remains have not been found so far...]

Shen Zhiyi's pupils shrank, "Where did you find this?"

"In the drawer of the hotel." Yan Chenfeng said, "Do you think there is something wrong with the content on it?"

Shen Zhiyi read the obituary carefully.

The unreasonable place was soon discovered.

"It says that my father is a geography teacher, but he went to the steepest and most dangerous places to collect wind during the rainy season."

"And no bones left after the landslide."

"It's all too coincidental."

Yan Chenfeng was noncommittal, and told her about the conversation between the village chief and Yun Xiang that he heard at noon.

"The attitude of the village chief and Yun Xiang is very abnormal. Seeing me is like a mouse seeing a cat, a treasure of a town house, so they won't be scared like that, and it won't be like they said, digging it out will be a 'dead end'. "

"And..." Yan Chenfeng sat next to Shen Zhiyi, "I have already asked someone to find out. The village head pursued your mother in the early years, and there was a lot of conflict between him and your father."

When Shen Zhiyi heard the words, his heart cooled down inch by inch.

"You mean, the one buried under the ground in Black Bamboo Village is very likely..."

"It's just an inference now." Yan Chenfeng put his arms around Shen Zhiyi, "However, you don't have to be afraid, I will always be by your side."

……

Because of this incident, Shen Zhiyi lost her appetite for dinner, and sat on the bed fiddling with the combination lock distractedly.

She returned to Black Bamboo Village this time because she wanted to learn about the place where her mother lived before her death.

I didn't expect to unearth such a terrible old thing.

If there was something wrong with her father's death, then she must make the culprit pay the price.

After all, the death of the father is the fuse of all tragedies.

If he was still alive, his mother would not have been unhappy and died young.

Shen Jiaojiao didn't have to go to the orphanage and became dark and twisted.

The children of Mozhu Village don't need to be trapped in this cage, and they will never have a bright future.

only……

What exactly is the password?

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind!

Shen Zhiyi quickly tried it.

With a "click", the lock opened.

Staring at the four-digit number on the lock, Shen Zhiyi's nasal cavity was inexplicably sour.

It turns out that the most important day for a mother is not her birthday, not her wedding anniversary...

It was her first day as a teacher.

Ning Xiu told her that her mother came to Mozhu Village on the vernal equinox.

Spring Equinox, March 21st.

0321.

This day carried all my mother's hopes for this small village.

It's just that she didn't know that this hopeful day was also the beginning of a nightmare.

Shen Zhiyi opened the small wooden box.

Inside was my mother's teacher qualification certificate, a pen, and a diary.

She opened the diary and read page by page.

The more you look, the colder you feel.

……

When Yan Chenfeng came out of the shower, he saw Shen Zhiyi holding a diary, with a bad expression on his face.

He hurried over and asked, "What's the matter?"