Chapter 65: The Old Village Chief's Last Words
For this trip back home to visit relatives, Shitou only had three days.
After three days, he had to leave.
His son Liao Licheng had been awkward and at odds with him all along, but he was a child after all. When his father was really about to leave, he still couldn't bear the reluctance to part in his heart.
Not to mention Qiaohua. Separated for ten years, they only saw each other for three days.
She said almost all the longing she wanted to say, and used all the strength she could use.
The old bed at home couldn't withstand the tossing and turning, creaking and squeaking, and broke three legs before even making it to the second day.
Three days later, Shitou changed back into the clothes he wore when he came, led the reins of his brown warhorse, and walked towards the outside of the village.
Chu Xun walked shoulder to shoulder with him, while Qiaohua led Liao Licheng and followed behind.
Further back were Qi Ermao and other villagers.