Chapter 203 Yan Cisheng, the Curse Comes True

At the east entrance of Yanjia Village, in an ordinary alley, there is a family of three.

The second elder is old and has a hunched body. He has two daughters and a son. The eldest and the second are daughters. They were married ten years ago. The third is the only son in the family. His name is "Yan Cisheng" and he has a literary reputation. According to the age, the third is not young anymore, more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

This family dotes on the youngest son.

On the day Yan Cisheng was born, Yan Laifu, his father, rushed to tell others that he finally gave birth to a son, a big fat boy.

He named him "Cisheng", which means life given by God, which shows how much he loves him.

On the day Cisheng was born, Yan Laifu decorated the house with lanterns and set up a banquet.

Yanjia Village is isolated from the outside world, so naturally it is impossible to invite chefs from the county. However, when encountering a happy event, it is always necessary to show some appreciation. Therefore, every time this happens, the villagers will send a helper to help prepare the banquet.

In the village and outside the village, they are always in contact with each other. Although there are always conflicts of interest, they will always help each other when help is needed.

The banquet was held for several days. Everyone who could be invited was invited. Almost all the chickens, ducks and sheep raised at home were killed. In order to prepare the banquet, Yan Laifu even took a dozen young men to the mountains to catch a few wild boars and pythons.

The wild boars were used for stacking and roasting, and the pythons were peeled and cut into pieces, and added with onions, ginger and garlic to make soup.

These are two hard dishes on the table. In addition, there are mushrooms, wild vegetables, chickens, ducks, fish and fruits from the mountains.

In short, the banquets in Yanjia Village are different from those in the outside world. The ingredients come from nature, and they are almost all game, but the heart is somewhat similar.

In addition, this banquet also has the meaning of blessing children and letting them grow up safely.

After the banquet, Yan Ci was born in the month. As time went by, he grew up and gradually became a handsome young man. There are large farmhouses near Yanjia Village. Every spring and summer, there are a lot of farm work to do. Generally, young men of his age have to go to the fields to help with the work.

However, Yan Laifu refused. If this precious son who he had been waiting for so long did something wrong while working, who would he go to for justice.

Even Yan Laifu's wife scolded him for not being like a man, just like a child slave. She hoped that her son could go to the fields to exercise. After all, birth, aging, illness and death are human nature. The couple are getting old and can't accompany their son for a lifetime.

But the older Yan Cisheng grew, the more naughty he became. Under his father's doting, he gradually became arrogant. Once, he picked up a stick on the side of the road and asked his friends who were playing with him to call him the boss.

The little friend naturally refused. A fat boy of the same age said, "If you can cut down all the wheat in my home, I will consider you as powerful and call you the boss."

Hearing this.

Yan Cisheng rushed into the wheat field with a sword, waving the wooden stick in his hand randomly, and the wheat stalks fell down one by one. Maybe he was tired and planned to stop to appreciate the results of the battle and the admiring eyes of his companions, but he saw that the fat boy called his father over.

Yan Laifu was a good man and rarely got angry. But when he saw his son wasting food like this, he was angry. He grabbed his son's ears and walked back home to beat him with a stick.

But Yan Cisheng clearly felt that his father was still soft-hearted. Even if he was angry, the strength in his hands was not very strong. After all, he couldn't help but take real action.

That night, Yan's mother looked at him, shook her head and sighed, saying: "Your father doesn't want you to work in the fields, and you can't always be idle. I'll catch two chickens and a basket of eggs and take you to the teacher at the west gate some other day."

"You go to the private school."

Yan Cisheng also knew that he was wrong and didn't dare to refute, but he was unwilling in his heart. In his opinion, going to school was a complete waste of time and had no use at all.

Yan's mother thought that going to school could make people understand the truth and know right from wrong. Although Yanjia Village was different from the outside world and had no chance of fame, the knowledge in his heart would always come in handy.

So Yan Cisheng began his study career. This period of time was dim for him. The teacher's ruler and his classmates' dislike made him think of skipping classes soon.

The courses exchanged for the basket of eggs and a few old hens that could lay eggs were just wasted by him. When Yan's mother learned about this, she was so angry that her lungs exploded. She punished him to kneel at the door and not allow him to enter.

It was just an angry remark. How could he kneel for so long after giving birth to a child? But Yan Cisheng was also angry, so he knelt down at the door without saying a word.

It rained heavily that night, and Yan's father softened his heart and asked Cisheng to come in. Cisheng refused and continued to kneel. Yan's mother also said something soft, telling him not to go to the private school if he didn't want to, and to come in quickly now.

Yan Cisheng still refused, and the rain was getting heavier. Yan's father had no choice but to force him into the house in the heavy rain and boiled hot water to warm him up. Yan's mother was also in tears and apologized to Yan Cisheng.

"Mother was also angry this time."

...

In the second half of the night.

Perhaps it was because of the heavy rain outside, Yan Cisheng suddenly had a high fever. Yan's father did not hesitate at all, put on a straw raincoat and rushed into the rain, and invited the village doctor. After the doctor felt the pulse, he frowned and told Yan Laifu that this disease was a minor disease, but the key was... there was a main medicine for the disease, which had just been used up today.

After hearing this, Yan's father asked what the medicine was, and then rushed into the rain alone. Half an hour later, he pushed open the door covered in mud and went to the mountain to collect the medicine.

After taking the medicine soup, Yan Cisheng got better quickly. After this incident, Cisheng also became more open-minded and his temper became much more restrained.

After that.

All the way through wind and rain.

Although he didn't achieve much.

He grew up mediocrely. Yan's father and mother became more and more hunched. They were actually quite old. Yan Citian understood his parents' painstaking efforts, and the family of three lived a stable life.

He had reached the age to find a wife, but when he was young, he fell in love with a beautiful girl in Zhaozilou, but she didn't like him, so he kept wasting time, which made Yan's mother worried to death.

However, in the past year, Yan Cisheng also realized that he was no longer a young man and should be old enough to get married and have children, so he put his mind to it and began to inquire about which girls in the village were good-looking and unmarried.

It was the time when he was preparing and looking for girls from various families.

Yan's father felt relieved that the child he had raised with great difficulty was finally capable of becoming the head of the family, and he smiled all day long.

Isn't life like this?

People often told him that his son was useless.

Yan Laifu always scolded back, "No matter how useless he is, he is still your child. It's none of your business. Just do your job well."

Originally.

Everything was going in a good direction.

The girl was also found.

She was a virgin girl from the west gate. She was beautiful but didn't like to talk.

But...

One night.

Everything changed.

That night.

The moonlight was so white that it looked miserable.

He walked into his father's room.

He...

ate his father alive.

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