Chapter 058 Nanyun County

The Qingshui River is a large river that runs through Jiangnan Province, with countless tributaries, so Jiangnan Province, throughout China, is known as a water township.

Two days have passed since the appearance of assassins in the villa. In the past two days, there has been a big earthquake in Jiangnan Province. Tang Zheng did not know his life or death, and Wei Qianqian was extremely angry.

Many people were sent to look for it, but still found nothing.

"If you want to see people in life, you want to see corpses when you die!"

This is what Wei Qianqian said. In the villa, there was a sad and sad cloud. Why did things become like this?

"uncle!! Mom, I miss my uncle!" Song Yingying pleaded, but there was nothing she could do. Tang Zheng couldn't see it. Where did they look for it?

"Tang Zheng..."

Song Qinghan locked herself in the room and burst into tears. She complained about herself. If Tang Zheng hadn't protected herself, she might have caught the assassin long ago. How could this happen? She lay down on ** and cried.

"Bum!"

Song Weiguo punched the wall, his heart was sad and angry, and his eyes were red. He gritted his teeth and said, "Black clothes..."

"If no one is found, maybe it will be okay!" Wei Susu persuaded her that she believed that Tang Zheng was still alive and would be fine, but two days later, there was no news at all. How could she not worry?

"Alas!"

Su Qinghe sighed. He only came for a few days, but so many things happened. Is it really jealous of talents? Xiao Zheng, if you are alive, I just hope you can call us so that we can know...

Nanyun County.

This is a very backward small county, located in the southernmost part of Jiangnan Province. It is economically backward and has no characteristics. If you don't look carefully on the map of Jiangnan Province, you will often automatically ignore it.

The Qingshui River, a tributary, runs through here!

On this day, a bamboo boat drove slowly on the river. An old man, with a vicissitudes of life, supported by a long bamboo, and next to the old man, was a seven- or eight-year-old girl with two small braids, which was very cute. Her name was Nannan.

"Grandpa, can we cast the net now?" nan nan dao

"Wait a little longer!"

The old man smiled kindly and said that he was an old fisherman. His ancestors had lived here. He had never married in his life, but he adopted a child. Although life was difficult, he was very satisfied and happy.

"Grandpa, are you ready?" The other way.

The old man smiled and said, "All right!"

With that, he put down the long bamboo in his hand and walked to the center of the boat, where there were fishing nets. The old man gradually put down the fishing nets very skillfully, fell into the water, and turned up a few waves.

"Grandpa, can we catch a lot of fish?" The little one asked very much.

The old man said, "A lot of fish? Maybe!"

"Grandpa, look, look, we have caught a fish!" Suddenly, the little boy became excited and saw many waves fluttering in the water, and several fish were struggling violently.

The old man also laughed.

With the passage of time, several fish jumped out of the water from time to time and tried to escape, but they were trapped by fishing nets. How could they escape? When the old man saw this, he also smiled and was very happy.

I have gained a little today, so I won't go for nothing.

"Huh"?

Suddenly, his face was stunned, because the whole bamboo boat sank, as if a very heavy thing was dragged behind. The old man was experienced and knew that if it went on like this, the fishing net would definitely be torn and jumped into the water.

"Grandpa, Grandpa!" The little one shouted.

After a while, the old man surfaced, waved his hand at the little boy, and then dived down again until a long time before he surfaced, with a look of frightening.

Because he held a young man in his hand.

The young man's hair is white, his face is swollen, and his body is even more dilapidated and miserable. The old man did not throw the young man back into the river for fear of trouble like others, but tried to get him into the bamboo boat.

"Grandpa!" The little one was scared, blinked her big eyes and burst into tears.

"Nan, don't be afraid, this brother is still alive!" The old man said.

"Grandpa, he... his hair is gray. How can he be his brother?" The little one ran to the old man, poked out her head, and said timidly.

"Maybe something happened to him!"

The old man sighed and looked complicated. I don't know how many people fell into the river every year. He also saved many lives, but many more died. The old man saw too much. At this moment, he looked at the young man and couldn't help sighing.

"Grandpa, brother... It's too bad. Can we save him?" The little girl is a kind-hearted girl. Although her brother is "unbearable", she still asks.

The old man said, "Wh whether he can live or not depends on his creation!"

The old man took the young man back to his bamboo house and took good care of him, but after a month or two, the young man had not woken up, leaving only one breath. The old man did not know the young man's origin, so he had to put him here and could not contact his relatives.

On this day, a snow fell.

The bamboo house is located on the bank of the river. It is very cold outside. The snow has been heavy for several days!

"Grandpa, hasn't your brother woken up yet?" The little girl was wearing a worn-out cotton-padded jacket, her little face was red in the firelight, and her body trembled from time to time. Although she was roasting by the fire, she still felt very cold.

The old man sighed, "No, but it should be soon!" In order to get better quickly, he also took the young man to the hospital and spent his life saving money, but a week later, the young man did not wake up and spent all the money and was kicked out of the hospital.

"Son, I can only do so much for you. Whether you can wake up or not depends on your creation!" The old man whispered. On the fire, a hanging pot was boiling, in which there were two small fish, some wild vegetables, fluttering, and the fragrance was very strong.

"Grandpa, the meal is ready!" The little one said.

She is very sensible. She knows that her grandfather is old and diligent. She wants to help her reduce the burden. At her age, she should have gone to school, but she has no money and is dependent on her grandfather.

"Alas!"

The old man sighed that he was about to spend all his money for the young man. He wanted the little one to go to school after spring, but now...

The little boy brought a bowl of soup with two small fish in it!

The old man said, "Nan, it's time for you to grow up now. I'll give you this fish!"

"No, grandpa, my brother is not well yet. He should give it to my brother, so that he can get better!" The little girl said very sensiblely. When she spoke, she glanced at the little fish in the bowl and swallowed her saliva. Finally, she turned around and ran to the fire and filled a bowl for herself. It was very rare. She drank it slowly and looked distressing.

After another week, the sky and the earth are white. This year, the snow is very heavy, and the weather is particularly cold. Fortunately, in the bamboo house, there is a lot of dry wood, and a fire is burning. The little maid holds a dilapidated book in her hand and reads carefully.

She doesn't know most of the words in

, but she still reads them with relish, as if there were infinite treasures in them.

In the afternoon, the snowflakes fell again, very big.

The old man is cleaning the snow in the yard, and the little one is also helping.

"Ah..." Suddenly, the little girl shouted and was stunned, because she saw that the big brother stood there by the door, smiling at her.

"Brother!" She shouted eagerly.

The old man also turned his head, saw the young man, looked stunned, and then laughed.

"Son, it's cold outside. Come to the house!" The old man said.

Back in the room, the old man asked, "Son, how do you feel when you wake up?"

"Did you save me?" Young people.

The little one blinked her big eyes and said, "Brother, it's grandpa who saved you in the river!"

"Son, you're awake. Can you tell me your name so that I can contact your family?" The old man said.

"Name?"

Suddenly, the young man had a headache, as if he had forgotten something, couldn't remember, and had a splitting headache.

"Son, don't think about it!" Seeing the young man like this, the old man was distressed, and the little boy also said, "Brother, if you don't want to, you won't have a headache!"

"I... I seem to remember, my name is Tang Zheng!" Young people speak.

This person is Tang Zheng.

After being slapped at his heart by Yu Tianming, he was seriously injured and fell into the river. If it hadn't been for his practice of magic skills, he would have died long ago.

Even so, he was in a coma for more than two months, and once soaked in water for two or three days. As the river galloped, his body was hit by the rocks at the bottom of the river many times. This time, he woke up and forgot a lot.

"Son, I picked you up in the river. If you don't die, you will be blessed. You are still very weak. Don't think too much!" The old man said.

"Brother, is your name Tang Zheng? That's great. My name is my grandpa!" The little one was very happy, and my brother finally woke up.

"Nan?"

Tang Zheng muttered and his smile bloomed. His hair was white and his face was extremely vicissitudes. He looked quite strange. In the last war, he consumed too much life and his body was extremely haggard.

"My name is Tang Zheng!"

He said to himself, tried to think, recall everything about himself, and endured severe pain. However, many pictures were intermittent and finally connected. It was not until two days later that he recalled everything he wandered around the world before returning to Jiangcheng.

However, after entering Jiangcheng, no matter what happened, he could no longer recall it. When he thought about it, he had a splitting headache, like a thousand knives.

"Son, don't think about it anymore, you won't be able to stand it!" The old man is distressed.

"Wow!"

Tang Zheng took a long breath, his face pale and sweating like rain.

"Grandpa, I know!" Tang Zheng nodded.

"Child, let nature take its course. When the time comes, you will always think of everything!" The old man is relieved.

Tang Zheng smiled and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I won't think about it anymore!" Looking at the old man, Tang Zheng was distressed. The old man and the little one gave too much for himself. He would try his best to repay him so that the old man and the little one could live a good life.

"Son, you are a sensible child, and everything will be fine!" The old man said, sighing in his heart.