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Chapter 1626

In the end, a pile of rocks and wood was left.

"Shagen, Shagen, are you too stupid? All the fish you worked hard for all night were deceived by these little brats."

The old man passing by looked at it and shook his head, then added: "Oh, by the way, there was a strong wind last night, and the tiles on my roof were blown off. You will go to town to buy some and install them for me later, do you know?"

Shagen didn't say anything, just grinned.

"Oh... what a fool. Go back quickly. Your mother-in-law is still waiting for you to have breakfast."

The uncle waved his hand and watched Shagen leave.

Ping'an Village is not big, with a total population of more than 100 people, old and young.

Sha Gen, on the other hand, is a special case in the village.

No one knows where Sha Gen came from. In everyone’s impression, Sha Gen is just a fool and has never said a complete sentence.

No matter he is being cheated or bullied, he always has a silly smile on his face and never changes.

Shagen walked from the entrance to the village to the end, and finally entered a bungalow with a fenced yard.

The bungalow is not big, even a little shabby, but it is still clean and tidy.

In the yard surrounded by fences, there were some chickens and ducks, and an old yellow dog lay sleeping at the door.

Seeing Sha Gen approaching, he immediately stood up and waggled his tail to greet him.

"Shagen, are you back?"

Hearing the noise, a middle-aged woman immediately walked out of the door, took a closer look, and immediately frowned: "Why are they all stones and wood? Where are the fish and shrimp? You won't be deceived again, right?"

Shagen didn't say anything, just scratched his head and giggled.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged woman was angry and helpless: "Shagen, Shagen, I have told you many times, don't believe those little brats. How many times have you been deceived? Why don't you have a long memory?

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"Good friends...good friends..." Shagen grinned.

"Forget it, forget it, I don't understand even if I tell you."

The middle-aged woman didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She reached out and patted the dirt on Shagen's shoulder: "Take off your clothes quickly. I'll wash them for you. Look at your dirty body. Did you fall into the mud puddle?"

After taking off her clothes, the middle-aged woman added: "Oh, by the way, breakfast is already ready. Eat it while it's hot. Remember, you must wash your hands before eating.

Also, I will go to town to sell vegetables later, so don’t run around at home. When I come back, I will bring you some of your favorite osmanthus cake."

Hearing this, he grinned dumbly, and his smile became even more stupid.

"What are you doing standing around? Go and eat quickly."

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes, then went out with a basin of dirty clothes and headed straight to the stream.

Shagen watched his wife leave, and only returned to the house to eat after she was far away.

Breakfast is very rich, including a bowl of white porridge, a cage of steamed buns, two eggs, and a pot of home-pickled pickles.

Sha Gen had a huge appetite and enjoyed eating.

At this time, the old yellow dog at the door suddenly started barking.

Shagen raised his head and looked outside, only to see a white homing pigeon flying into the house with fluttering wings and landing on the dining table, motionless.

Shagen took off the letter paper from the carrier pigeon's feet and opened it, his eyes became a little complicated.

After a long silence, Shagen finally sighed and murmured to himself: "It has been ten years, but what is supposed to come has finally come."

Shagen stood up silently, burned the letter, released the homing pigeons, threw a meat bun to the old yellow dog, then walked to the yard and dug out a long wooden box.

Opening the wooden box, there was a rusty iron sword lying inside.

"Old friend, long time no see, please accompany me on this last journey."

Shagen stretched out his hand and gently stroked the blade of the sword, then flicked it with his finger.

"Buzz!"

The iron sword began to tremble crazily, and the rust on it was shaken off little by little, finally showing a terrifying edge.

Faintly, there seemed to be the roar of dragons and tigers.
Chapter completed!
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