Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 452

Chapter 452: Chapter 452

Due to the situation with Wei Juan, Yang Fan, quite unusually, did not engage in a fierce fight despite being caught in the dual onslaught of Fan Sisi and Zhu Shanshan. He merely allowed them to help him relax a bit.

This was so incredible that Yang Fan was somewhat astonished at himself.

He actually managed to restrain himself for once.

In the car, whether it was Fan Sisi or Zhu Shanshan, both were stripped bare, with such damp, pleading eyes that not even a saint could possibly resist. But Yang Fan, preoccupied with his thoughts, managed to hold out.

As evening approached, Liang Laoshi called.

It turned out he had found Fan Sisi’s restaurant but had not been able to find Yang Fan, which prompted the call.

At that moment, Yang Fan, Fan Sisi, and Zhu Shanshan were chatting about life in the car.

This time, they were indeed discussing life.

Even though Zhu Shanshan and Fan Sisi still maintained a look of revealing cleavage and possessed seductive, enchanting poses, they didn’t do anything inappropriate but just huddled together, chatting about various topics.

"I have to go, Liang Laoshi is coming," said Yang Fan as he put away his phone.

"Then let’s go. I’ll take you there!" Zhu Shanshan got up from Yang Fan’s arms and straightened her clothes.

"Listen, sweetheart, you owe us both one, next time you have to double up. You got us all wet but didn’t poke even a little; this time it’s only because you had things on your mind, otherwise, I won’t let it slide."

Yang Fan smiled and nodded in agreement.

This time, it was indeed his fault.

But he couldn’t help it; with Wei Juan in that condition, indulging in frivolities here didn’t feel right.

"Once this matter is settled, I’ll make it up to both of you," Yang Fan said.

"I hope she’s alright, and I hope my grandfather really has a way," Fan Sisi said somberly.

Although the two of them had not asked about what exactly had happened to Wei Juan or her current status, they understood it was something very horrifying.

Zhu Shanshan put on her shorts, climbed into the driver’s seat, and started the car.

The car left the quiet riverbank and returned to Delong Wanshu Sichuan Restaurant.

From a distance, Yang Fan could see Liang Laoshi standing on the roadside smoking.

It seemed that the old man had really gone on a serious errand, carrying a large package on his back, with another one beside his leg.

Zhu Shanshan parked the car, and the three of them got out.

"Mr. Liang, what are you carrying there? It looks like a lot," asked Yang Fan.

Liang Laoshi suddenly chuckled sinisterly, "It’s all for that village committee of yours. Damn it, they play dirty tricks under my nose, I’ve prepared a big move for them today, gonna wipe them out."

Yang Fan was startled by his expression, nearly thinking the old man was angry because he had been waiting impatiently.

Turns out, he was angry at the ghosts.

Uh...

An irritable Yin Yang Master.

"Mr. Liang, isn’t it said that even when faced with such situations, Daoists should not resort to complete annihilation?" Yang Fan asked.

Liang Laoshi put on a stern face, "Who said that? I have never heard of such a thing. I’ve seen those monks forcefully making some mysterious beings listen to Buddhist scriptures in front of Buddha, one popping out after another. I don’t know if they’re liberating them or just torturing them."

"But that’s all their business, not mine. I always take revenge. Those ghosts tried to deceive me, so I showed them what ’Soul-Destroying Hell’ really means!"

Yang Fan nodded in deep agreement, "Actually, I think Mr. Liang is right!"

"I was right all along," Liang Laoshi said, "Those things hurt people, why should we be merciful to them?"

Yang Fan nodded repeatedly.

He liked this revengeful character.

After greeting Zhu Shanshan and Fan Sisi, Yang Fan loaded Liang Laoshi’s things onto the tricycle and headed towards the village.

Wei Juan’s birthdate had already been given to Mr. Fan, and from that point on, Yang Fan could no longer intervene.

And it seemed Mr. Fan didn’t expect Yang Fan to do anything either, he didn’t say anything extra, just told Yang Fan to wait.

Since he had asked for help, he had to trust.

Now, all Yang Fan could do besides being anxious was to wait.

The tricycle stopped at the village office, and Liang Laoshi jumped down from it, grabbing the two large bags from the basket, and waved at Yang Fan, "Go home and eat, there’s nothing here for you now."

"Remember, tomorrow morning after the sun rises, come to pick me up. Remember that, it must be after the sun rises. Check my footprints and heels, if you can see footprints on the ground, then it’s fine. If there are no footprints, or if they are incomplete, don’t talk to me, call Mr. Fan immediately to come over."

"Also, pay attention to my eyes. If they look normal, that’s fine. If they appear gray or there are double pupils, do as I just said, turn around and leave, don’t linger."

Yang Fan was made so nervous by his words that he couldn’t help but feel tense, "Sir, what if you end up like Wei Juan? She looked no different from a normal person."

"Don’t worry, that situation should not occur again," Liang Laoshi waved his hand and said.

"A mountain can’t harbor more than one beast king. Although this place is terrifying, it’s not likely to wholesale Mysterious Spirits," Liang Laoshi said. "Remember what I just said, and don’t worry about anything else."

Yang Fan nodded, somewhat understanding, and mentally noted down the key points Liang Laoshi had mentioned, "It’s mealtime now, shall we go have a meal first?"

"No need, I’ve already eaten while waiting for you," Liang Laoshi waved his hand.

"Oh, one more thing. Since Mr. Fan hasn’t spoken to you yet, it means things are still not settled. So when you go back and see that girl, don’t show any signs of abnormality; just interact as usual."

Yang Fan nodded, "I remember."

"Alright, let’s go." Liang Laoshi waved his hand, grabbed the two large bags, and without turning back, walked into the village office.

Yang Fan watched him until he disappeared behind the large building of the village office, then started the tricycle and headed home.

If it weren’t for waiting for Liang Laoshi, he would have already rushed home.

With Wei Juan turning out that way, he was worried not only about her but also about the safety of his sister-in-law and others.

Although he was trying his best to control his thoughts, he couldn’t help but fear the worst outcome.

He had already lost a family member once, and he never wanted to experience it a second time.

Under the night sky, Yang Fan’s centuries-old family home was brightly lit, and from afar, he could faintly hear bursts of laughter and joy.

Yang Fan parked the tricycle and stood outside the courtyard wall listening to the sounds, feeling incredibly surreal for a moment.

After such an incident, his Little Mother and others shouldn’t be able to laugh, should they?

It sounded like they were very happy?!