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Chapter 249 Saving the Wife - Leaving

In the Du family's wilderness cemetery, only the burning incense dissipates with white smoke and a special smell.

The two people who were standing quietly in front of the tombstone slowly approached. The one walking in front was a woman in her forties with a well-maintained face. She looked at the three people and said:

"Excuse me, are you here to pay respect to the Du family as well?"

Zhou Leng looked at the woman. Although she was wearing ordinary clothes, the inner clothes exposed at her arms and collar were made of rare and good material. He lowered his brows and said nothing.

Du Lian clasped his fists and said:

"We used to live in Panxi Town. My husband has been weak since he was young, so I lived in Panxi Town for ten years to accompany him to see a doctor. Unfortunately, before the disease was cured, this place was destroyed by thieves. Although the Du family did not completely cure my husband, I am still grateful to them, especially Mr. Zhao from the Du family. He is very kind. If he hadn't helped us with money, we wouldn't be able to live like this today."

The person's expression did not change, but her pupils shrank slightly. She seemed to say with nostalgia:

"Are you talking about Zhao Mingfeng? He seems to be the only one among the Du family's husbands with the surname Zhao. I have met him a few times. He is a rare good man."

Zhou Leng couldn't help but frowned and said:

"Sister, how could my wife remember the name of the husband of the Du family? What you said is unreasonable. Besides, you come here to pay respect to the dead, so you should be respectful. How can you call him by his name? Mr. Zhao died to save his wife. The relationship between the two was touching. It is inappropriate for you, a foreign woman, to call him by his name."

The person behind the woman glared at Zhou Leng.

The woman forced a smile and apologized, then bowed and left.

Zhou Leng stared at the person's back as he left, and saw the cloud pattern on his shoes as he walked. It was the same as the pattern in the palace. It seemed that the person came to miss Zhao Mingfeng. What a scumbag. Humph.

Du Lian looked at her husband with understanding. She had seen the portrait of that man and recognized him long ago, so she told him directly about Mr. Zhao.

Zhou Leng turned his head to look at the tomb that was cleaner than the surroundings. He sighed and said:

"It's a pity that such a beautiful woman was trapped by love and wasted her life."

Feng Wanyi clapped her hands and said:

"Dad, don't be sad. Mom is right. Children should not be ignorant of worldly affairs since childhood. They should go out and experience more, just like I have been trained to do housework since childhood. Now nothing is more important than letting me lie down comfortably."

Zhou Leng stretched out his hand and pinched his daughter's shoulder and said, "You, really are... Never mind, there are no words to describe it, just experience it yourself."

Feng Wanyi raised her chin proudly as if she felt praised.

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The lifespan of a person whose meridians are completely broken cannot be compared to that of a person who practices martial arts for many years.

When Feng Wanyi was fifteen years old, Zhou Leng's body, which was only forty-eight years old, was already exhausted.

The man's appearance remained the same, and he even exuded a unique charm due to his mature age, but such a lively and beautiful person is no longer curable.

Many people came to visit their home, including the miracle doctors in the mansion, but in the end all they got was the words "exhausted".

Zhou Leng was lying on the bed. He held his crying daughter's hand and comforted her:

"This is your first time facing death. It's because Daddy and Mommy don't have any other relatives, so you feel particularly heartbroken. But there's nothing you can do. Daddy's health is too poor. I'm sorry for you and your daughter. I can't continue to accompany you to grow up."

Feng Wanyi held Zhou Leng's hand tightly and said:

"Daddy, I am very happy to be your daughter. Don't worry, I will take good care of mom. Daddy, don't be sad. Don't worry about us. Don't be worried even before you die. I am grown up now, and I can support the Feng family in the future."

Zhou Leng held his daughter's hand tightly, and they both understood what they had agreed on long ago.

Du Lian's eyes were swollen from crying, and her expression was full of determination.

Zhou Leng waved him to sit at the head of the bed. He stretched out his hand and took his wrist and said:

"I am a selfish person. I want you to live well. If you follow me, people will probably blame me in the future. Please take good care of our daughter for me. Please help me take care of our daughter. Don't let her be like us, without any relatives around. Let our daughter live the life she wants."

Du Lian's tears fell on her clothes. She actually had the intention to die, but because of the other party's words, looking at her daughter beside her, she gritted her teeth and nodded.

Qiu Jing said outside the door: "Master, the master is here."

Du Lian wiped away her tears and went out to greet them.

Only Du Sheng and Du Shiyi came today, and they looked a little tired.

After the two men entered the house, they felt a little sad when they saw the situation.

Du Sheng took out a glass bottle from his arms and handed it to Du Lian. It contained the head of a thousand-year-old snow lotus, a tonic. Du Sheng had personally gone to the extremely cold north and nearly lost his life to get it back. But she just said:

"This is a sacred family heirloom. Give it to your husband."

Zhou Leng shook his head and said:

"Thank you, Master. But I know my body is like this. If I take the medicine, I can only live for a few more months. I don't want to live in pain. I am very happy in this life. You don't need to worry about me."

Du Shiyi stepped forward and said, "Just take it. This is..."

After Du Sheng frowned slightly, Du Shiyi shut up.

Zhou Leng shook his head and still refused.

Feng Wanyi couldn't help but say:

"It's only a few months. If you are in pain, why should you endure those months? Thank you for your kindness, senior. Since my father doesn't want to, please don't persuade him anymore."

Despite this, the family of three still bowed to the two men to express their gratitude.

Du Shiyi turned around and couldn't help but nodded to his goddaughter, then followed Du Sheng away.

Half a month later, Zhou Leng left the plane.

The funeral was simple, but many people came, including traveling merchants who had been treated by Doctor Zhou, neighbors, and good sisters who had worked together in the Du family.

It's always good to have someone to remember you.

Feng Wanyi had always been worried about her mother's condition. After her father was buried, she planned to take her mother out for a trip.

Du Lian sat alone in the room feeling lost. When she saw her daughter coming in, she forced herself to cheer up and said:

"Why, didn't you go out drinking with your friends today?"

Feng Wanyi was holding an exquisite wooden box with two small flowers tied on it. She put the box on the table and said, "Mother, I will take you on a long journey."

Du Lian shook his head and said, "I won't go. I want to stay in Yizhou with your father."

Feng Wanyi patted the wooden box on the table and said, "Then take Dad along."

Du Lian couldn't help but stand up. He stared at the wooden box and didn't react for a long time. But suddenly, as if he thought of something, he pointed at his daughter with his finger, his mouth trembling and his fingers shaking, as if he was angry.

Feng Wanyi said quickly:

"Mother, don't get excited. This is what Dad told me. Leave the bones and residues after the cremation. This is what Dad said. Even if I turn into ashes, I will accompany you. How dare I disobey Dad's order?"

Du Lian couldn't help but walk forward and touch the wooden box. The cold temperature seemed to hurt her heart.

Feng Wanyi whispered:

"I planted this little flower today. I pick new flowers every day. I hope Daddy will be happy."

Du Lian sat there for a long time without being able to speak, but at this moment he felt strangely a lot more at ease.

Two days later, the mother and daughter set out on a journey. In the days that followed, Du Lian carried the wooden box on his back and traveled around with his daughter. He only returned to Yizhou five years later.

Perhaps it was fate that had to be told, Feng Wanyi ended up marrying Du Sheng's son, and the two lived in harmony and happiness.

A hundred years after Du Lian's death, she asked her daughter to burn herself as well, and to mix their ashes together and bury them together. She hoped that the you in this life and I in her could be tied to each other in the next life, so that the two could continue their past relationship.