Chapter 789: Chapter 478: Revealing the Secret of One’s Birth (Read Books Quickly)
The old man who claimed to be Chen Youtie was indeed very cautious, as if he was somewhat afraid of Chen Yuan, who was dressed in an embroidered robe perceived as a person of high status, even though Chen Yuan had shown as much goodwill as possible.
But the other’s words were still very few.
It was almost like Chen Yuan asked a question, and then he would answer.
However, Chen Yuan didn’t think too much about it, because this was the true face of the lower class in today’s world.
Along the way, Chen Yuan indirectly asked many questions, learning a lot about Chen Family Village, and even found out the current condition of the village.
Chen Youtie seemed to have little guard against him, almost revealing everything.
With his answers, Chen Yuan gradually sketched out the origins of Chen Family Village.
Just as he had understood before in the county town, Chen Family Village was not native to this location but had moved here hundreds of years ago,
but when exactly, Chen Youtie could not clarify.
Now there were about a hundred households, mostly comprising the elderly, women, and children. They rarely intermarried with outsiders since not only Chen surname people lived in Chen Family Village, but also many other surnames.
As for why it was called Chen Family Village, except the village elders, no one could explain.
Chen Youtie wasn’t as old as he appeared on the surface, being just over fifty years old, but the years of farming had aged him.
As for the woman sitting quietly with bowed head in the donkey cart, she was a wife Chen Youtie had taken from another village last year, with a disability, seldom speaking, and throughout the journey of nearly half an hour, she had never once lifted her eyes.
Chen Yuan only glanced at her initially, then paid no further attention.
After clarifying some general details about the Chen family, Chen Yuan circumspectly asked how the recent harvests had been, and it was only when they were about to reach the village that he explained his purpose.
He asked if there had been any outsiders in the village in the past two years.
Chen Youtie thought for a moment, slowly shook his head, and told him no.
Turned out, he was the first outsider in nearly two years.
After a moment of silence, Chen Yuan asked if there was anyone from the village who had left years before but returned in recent years.
This time, Chen Youtie gave Chen Yuan a definite answer.
He spoke about a Mr. Wu from the village, a capable man who had ventured out years ago and only returned to the village to retire two years ago, enjoying fishing in the back mountain whenever idle.
They had even eaten the fish caught by Mr. Wu, which was delicious.
Hearing this, Chen Yuan vaguely felt the person he was looking for might be the ‘Mr. Wu’ referred to by the old man, but why the surname Wu?
Even if he was a close relative, shouldn’t he have the surname Chen?
With these thoughts, Chen Yuan asked where precisely the back mountain mentioned by Chen Youtie was located.
“Here,”
Chen Youtie pointed ahead to a small mountain village where smoke curled up from cooking fires.
Chen Yuan looked out, seeing a picture of peace and serenity, as if it were an earthly paradise.
“Thanks, old uncle,”
Chen Youtie smiled and touched his head, saying:
“Don’t mention it, don’t mention it…”
Chen Yuan glanced at the unkempt woman on the donkey cart and spoke:
“I learned a bit of medicine in my early years and believe I could cure the old dame’s stubborn illness.”
Chen Youtie rubbed his hands together, a smile appearing on his face, but he hesitated, not knowing what to say. Chen Yuan nodded at him, walked over to the woman, and slowly raised his hand.
A surge of invisible Primordial Energy instantly enveloped the woman’s body, and in a brief moment, he located the problem, which then was easily treatable; with a faint Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy, he directly cleared the blockage in her body.
Then, Chen Yuan took out a bottle of medicine for treating injuries, not some Spirit Pill elixir but merely something to condition the body since the woman’s constitution was very poor and could only recuperate slowly.
“One pill every half-month, soak in water before consuming, and you will be healed within three months.”
Chen Yuan placed the medicine bottle on the donkey cart.
“How… how much silver?”
“It was a mere trifle, consider it thanks for the old uncle’s guidance earlier.”
Seeing Chen Yuan didn’t want silver, Chen Youtie hurriedly walked to the side of the donkey cart, wanting to give him the chicken eggs they had just bought at the market to hatch, but when he looked up, Chen Yuan had already disappeared.
“Ying Zi, did you see where that nobleman went?”
“He flew away.”
The unkempt woman still holding a purse pointed into the distance and said.
“That was meeting a deity.”
Chen Youtie muttered as he looked at the few pieces of Broken Silver inside the purse.
The reason not to give him too much was to avoid any misfortune by doing so; a few pieces of Broken Silver were just right, also to compensate for the trouble of answering his questions earlier.
After Chen Yuan left on air, he didn’t actually go far but simply concealed his Qi and entered Chen Family Village, sensing everything along the way and finding nothing unusual.
But a broken spear on the stone platform at the entrance of the village made him pause for a moment.
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Chen Family Village, back mountain.
In the lake, an elderly man with all white hair wearing a straw hat cast out a fishing line. Around him, a light drizzle began to fall, moving with the wind, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
The old man watched the lake surface break due to the falling rain, murmuring softly:
“You’ve not been slow to arrive.”
From the void, Chen Yuan immediately spotted the figure in the small boat on the lake, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity; memories of the past also surfaced.
It was his elder uncle!
The seated figure was exactly like the one he remembered in his mind.
Since the concealment of fate upon him was broken by Elder Moluo, many memories had emerged, thus, he didn’t feel unfamiliar.