A month later, Wang Jingzhe traveled to many places in Qilu, running all the way, sleeping in the open air, and making trouble like a dog, and being haggard.

Unfortunately, the efforts were never rewarded, and he removed all the people he found, and the thick stack of information was also rapidly reduced, so the optionality was naturally much less.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wang Jingzhe left Qilu and went to Anhui Province, which was separated by a province. From southern Anhui to northern Anhui, he became accustomed to disappointment after walking along the way.

It was almost late autumn, and half of the order was removed.

Xiaocao called him halfway through. Apart from chatting about family matters, the topic they talked about never touched on Wang Jingzhe himself. They seemed to be deliberately avoiding this serious and sad topic.

Then, when the atmosphere seemed slightly dull, Mao Qingshui's voice suddenly came from the microphone: "It's better to be unfilial to have three no descendants..."

Year after year, it passed quickly.

At the end of the year, Wang Jingzhe temporarily gave up searching and returned to Wangcun in Chaoge to go home.

The three members of the Wang family are particularly interesting. They almost never contact each other on weekdays. A father and a pair of children are completely free and lost. To put it bluntly, if Wang Jingzhe died outside, they might not know the news.

But behind this state is silent attention and dedication, because Wang Xianzhi and Wang Dongzhi have been busy all the time and have never stopped.

When he returned to Wang Village, Wang Xianzhi was basking in the sun in the yard of his home. Last time Wang Jingzhe and Xiaocao got married, he went to Baguailipo to invite Wang Fengrao's soul out. He hadn't been busy with anything for almost this year, because he had done what he could do, and the rest was all up to God's will.

As for Wang Dongzhi, the same is true, but she couldn't stay idle at all and just wandered outside alone.

When Wang Jingzhe came back, the father and son's reaction when they met was the same as when Wang Jingzhe went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. The conversation was extremely simple and dull, and there was no joy that should have been generated after not seeing each other for a year.

"Are you back?" Wang Xianzhi drooped her eyelids and asked after seeing Wang Jingzhe walk in.

"Yes," Wang Jingzhe took out two cigarettes from his body and said, "It's cold, you're still running outside to sit."

"Is it very cold in the room? At least I can borrow some light from the sun." Wang Xianzhi took the cigarette and lit it. Wang Jingzhe took a chair in the room and sat next to him.

At first, the father and son seemed to have nothing to say. They were silent for a moment, and after smoking a cigarette, they didn't enjoy the next topic.

Later, maybe Wang Xianzhi couldn't help it anymore, so he asked, "What are you busy with recently?"

"I'm busy looking for people and finding people who borrowed their lives in Bazi. I've been away for about two or three months, and I've got nothing at all. There are many target candidates, but unfortunately there is no one suitable one. At the beginning, I thought it wouldn't be difficult even if it's not simple, but after searching, I found that it's so difficult to meet the conditions."

"Then what?"

"Then continue looking for it..."

Wang Xianzhi shook his head and said, "Some things you can't be too deliberately. Do you know there is a law that is very strange. When you deliberately look for something, you will always be disappointed, but sometimes it may be accidentally, but it will be natural."

"Then it's embarrassing."

"It's not embarrassing, why do you have to search deliberately?"

"I don't have much time anymore," Wang Jingzhe was silent for a moment and said slowly.

Wang Xianzhi frowned, at least he could not see any reaction on the surface, and said, "So fast..."

Wang Jingzhe heard it, and it seemed that in an instant, Wang Xianzhi's tone became much older and full of a particularly vicissitudes of life.

It was said to be very fast, but more than twenty years have passed, but for the three of the Wang family, it was like a flash of fingers.

Where has the time gone?

Back in Wang Village, Duotian Wang Jingzhe stayed at home honestly and didn't go anywhere. Then he had three meals a day with Wang Xianzhi, cleaned the room and chatted. He said that he didn't have much time left, not only did he have less time left, but he actually didn't have much time left left with Wang Xianzhi.

It was about to be the Chinese New Year, and Wang Jingzhe was about to leave. He spent this year in Longxi. Wang Dongzhi was not at home here in Wangcun. Wang Xianzhi thought about going around the cloud again. He had no need to come back if there was no one at home.

On the day before leaving, Wang Jingzhe went to the backyard and burned incense and worshipped the tomb of the ancestors of the Wang family. After worshiping, Wang Xianzhi sent him away and walked to the entrance of the village.

"After you leave, I'm going to travel around the clouds."

"Uh-huh"

"When will it be over, and when will it tell me?"

"Uh-huh"

"If it's nothing," Wang Xianzhi's words suddenly stopped. Yes, if it's nothing, he wouldn't receive any news from Wang Jingzhe.

Then, Wang Xianzhi seemed to have grown much older?

Wang Jingzhe waved his hand to him and left. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said, "How about you find a wife, you are alone, what if Wang Dongzhi's family gets?"

"You just think, which old lady would like me like me?" Wang Xianzhi pointed at herself.

To be honest, Wang Dongzhi looks like Wang Xianzhi. He looks so ugly, but Wang Xianzhi is like an old farmer who has just finished planting the land. There is really nothing worthy of attention from the old women.

Wang Jingzhe smiled: "You have a good temperament!"

"Get out!"

"Leave, leave..."

This is the conversation and getting along between father and son. It is very plain, as plain as water. Even if I haven't seen it for a year or two, there is no spark between them, just like two people who are not familiar with each other on the road and greet them.

After Wang Jingzhe left, Wang Xianzhi returned home and sat on the recliner with his eyes closed. Suddenly, a breeze blew, and two tears fell from the corner of Wang Xianzhi's eyes.

They are all people who are not good at expressing themselves!

After Wang Jingzhe left Chaoge, he returned to the Li family in Longxi directly because he was about to celebrate the Chinese New Year. He prepared for the Chinese New Year and was about to settle down and left nothing behind.
Chapter completed!