Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 447

Chapter 447: 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."

His family was indeed moderately wealthy before, but they were not landlords a few decades ago, rather a hundred and some years in the past.

Back then, the family wasn’t considered landlords but had an ancestor who was an official in the county, being a family of officials.

And the wooden house where Yang Fan now lived was actually handed down from that time, maintained by succeeding generations.

"Little Mother, did you ask when this occurred?" Yang Fan asked.

Zhou Wenhui shook her head, "That elder didn’t say, but he mentioned it was during his childhood. From what I saw, that elder seemed around seventy or eighty years old, so the events he remembers from his childhood should fit within this time frame, right?"

"You should know what your family’s situation was, right?"

Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders, "Coincidentally, I really don’t know about that."

"In Stone City, including Xin’an Town, the Yang Family was very prominent, a significant household. I barely know about our branch, let alone the others—even if it’s written in the family records, I wouldn’t know what their situation was."

"I remember there used to be an ancestral hall, but it was supposedly taken by one branch, and what happened after that, I do not know."

Zhou Wenhui nodded, "I forgot to ask that elder, maybe he knows some specifics."

"Wait, why are we even asking about this?" Yang Fan suddenly realized.

"Even if that rich man was one of the Yang Family branches, what direct relations does it have with this matter?"

"It might be related," Zhou Wenhui said, "What if that thing recognized the Yang family bloodline and starts following you? Unable to seek revenge on one of your ancestors, it comes after you, this kind of thing happens often in ghost stories."

"Damn!" Yang Fan cursed under his breath, "It can’t be, right?"

But this idea wasn’t entirely without reason.

Otherwise, how could that thing suddenly appear by his side after half a day?

Liang Laoshi joked it was because his luck in love was too strong, but this explanation was absurd.

Even Yang Fan, who had almost no understanding of such matters, thought it was ridiculous.

"It’s very possible, I suggest you take some time to find out what exactly is going on with the Yang Family branch," Zhou Wenhui said seriously, "Going back to our earlier conversation, it’s said that the rich man’s main wife was kept in the cellar, watching the landlord bring different women in front of her to play, and even perform killings for her entertainment."

"Later, the woman went insane from such torment and was then buried alive by the local tyrant. What’s most outrageous is, according to the old man, they later dug up no less than ten women’s skeletons in that cellar, it seems the landlord buried all the women he killed there with his main wife," Zhou Wenhui added.

"The location of that place is now the village office, right here where we’re standing."

Wei Juan looked somewhat terrified as she nestled into Ye Tong’s arms, mumbling, "It’s over, how can I work here now? I feel a chill down my spine even with so many people around."

"She just stopped him from finding other women, why did he have to do this? If he couldn’t do it openly, he could’ve gone elsewhere, why go to such lengths? I feel this guy was just inherently cruel."

"It’s obvious!" Fourth Aunt said, "Who in their right mind would do such a thing? Even if wealthy and powerful, not just anyone can commit such atrocities; it’s utterly inhumane."

"So, the... thing we encountered, could it possibly be that main wife?" Ye Tong asked.

Zhou Wenhui shook her head, "It’s hard to say, after all, not less than ten people died here, and the grievances of those tortured women might not be lesser than those of the main wife. We really can’t be sure, let’s wait for Liang Laoshi to come out and see what he thinks."

Yang Fan had not participated in their discussion.

He was busy doubting his life at the moment.

Since the other party’s surname was Yang and they were in the same village, it’s highly likely they were related to his family in some way.

This was quite troubling for Yang Fan at the moment.

The heinous acts committed by his ancestors meant that their descendants were also embroiled, unable to hold their heads high—such cases were not uncommon, but Yang Fan never thought he’d encounter such a dire situation himself.

At that moment, Liang Laoshi walked out of the courtyard, strolling around like an old man visiting the site.

"All is resolved here, there’s no more problem," he confidently stated upon meeting them.

Zhou Wenhui recounted the details she had learned to Liang Laoshi and then voiced her concerns, "Mr. Liang, do you think the vengeful spirits here could be more than one? And could this rich man possibly be an ancestor from one of Fanzi’s branches? Could they pursue Fanzi later on?"

"Well..." Liang Laoshi pondered for a moment, "Your concern does have some merit. If it’s due to a blood relation, the likelihood of it troubling this young man is indeed very high."

"However, it’s all resolved now, everything here is clear, so that problem no longer exists."

"Really resolved?" Yang Fan asked incredulously.

He had just walked around inside, could it have been sorted out that quickly?

"To put it in the modern parlance, think of it as my warranty—if the problem here isn’t solved, you can come straight to me. I won’t charge a penny; I’ll handle it for free," Liang Laoshi confidently declared.

"However, such a situation is absolutely not going to arise. Sometimes my eyes might deceive me, but the methods passed down from my ancestors are never wrong."