Chapter 447
This story gave Yang Fan a strange feeling.
The local tyrant surnamed Yang, because he liked some special tunes, kept his childhood sweetheart in captivity.
He didn’t like fitting into a mold, but this matter involuntarily made him think of himself.
As he was thinking this, he suddenly noticed that his sister-in-law and the others were looking at him with a strange gleam in their eyes.
"Why are you all staring at me like that? I’m not that rich man," Yang Fan coughed lightly and said.
It turned out that not only did he have this outrageous feeling, but they all felt the same.
"The rich man surnamed Yang, fond of somewhat special tastes, keeping a childhood sweetheart, why do I feel this story is somewhat... somewhat mysterious?" Ye Tong said with a smile.
Yang Fan suddenly scowled, "You can’t just assume it’s about me because I’m surnamed Yang. The Yang family indeed used to be one of the major families in the village, but what does that have to do with me?"
"What I mean is that this story seems to have happened not too long ago, maybe this person is actually your ancestor?" Ye Tong said.
Yang Fan suddenly realized that what he was thinking was not at all what his sister-in-law and the others were thinking.
"My ancestor?" Yang Fan thought seriously, "If it’s something the old folks in the village know about, then by that timeline, it should be around my great-grandfather or even one or two generations further back, but I’ve never heard that my family were landlords at that time, that’s not true."