23: Chapter 23 Aren’t you looking for me?

Compared to the operation of the Medicine Field, compared to his decades of hard work.

At this moment, Jiang Hanwen's smile was like a red-hot iron, pressed tightly against his cold heart.

Life doesn't necessarily have to be about achieving fame and success; a simple and peaceful life is also a rare kind of happiness.

Jiang Hanwen's happiness brought up some unpleasant memories—memories of the woman who tied two men together.

"I've changed my mind now, but you don't want to anymore.

What do you want me to do to satisfy you, Brother-in-law?" Zhuang Xian looked at Du Qingfu with a bitter smile, his voice soft, but his eyes were full of defiance and sharpness.

"I am eighty-six this year. Although I have no injuries, I don't have much longer to live, so you don't need to—"

"Even if you only live one more day, you still owe my Zhuang family!

I've decided on this Jiang Hanwen. As long as I don't die, he will definitely be the next supervisor of the Medicine Field."

Zhuang Xian interrupted Du Qingfu, his voice quickening, and his eyes becoming slightly red.

The two old men, whose combined age was over one hundred and fifty, looked at each other with complex expressions.

Time flowed backward to an afternoon over sixty years ago.

The ground was covered with blue jade roses, but only three were in bloom.

A woman with a face like golden paper leaned on a rocking chair, holding Du Qingfu's hand with her left and her younger brother Zhuang Xian's palm with her right, placing the two together.

"Ah Fu, my little brother has a bit of a bad temper, but his heart is good."

"Little brother, don't blame him. This is the path I chose, and I don't regret it..."

The woman died in their hands. Before her death, the hands of the three were tightly clasped together... Manager Qi of Qizhou led two guards and Jiang Hanwen down the mountain overnight.

As they passed the main gate, a figure happened to walk by.

Luo Maocai stroked his chin, his eyes filled with thought.

He turned and walked into the darkness.

When Jiang Hanwen returned to his doorstep, he saw a crowd of people making a commotion.

His heart trembled. Had something happened to his father?

Pushing through the crowd, Jiang Hanwen rushed into the house.

"Who pushed me, I—"

"It's, it's Xiao Wen."

"Look, there are still people..."

The onlookers scattered.

Jiang Hanwen rushed through the gate and saw the courtyard in a mess: the drying sieve for vegetables had fallen to the ground, the watercylinder for water was smashed, water flowed everywhere, and the house windows were broken.

Jiang Hanwen quickly rushed into the house. Under the dim lamplight, the Cao family father and son from next door were both inside.

Cao Meng was tidying up the house, while Old Cao was talking by the bed. Lying on the bed was his cheap old father.

"Dad, are you alright?!"

The three of them turned their heads in unison, their expressions a mix of surprise, confusion, and joy.

"What could be wrong? Why are you here?" Jiang Yong grinned, propped himself up to sit, his eyes narrowed into slits. Seeing his son again, the joy in his heart was hard to suppress.

Jiang Hanwen walked to the bed and grabbed his wrist. The Qi and blood from his Dantian flowed through his arm into his father's body.

Overall, there was no major problem, but the Qi and blood in his left calf were obstructed.

Lifting the quilt, Jiang Hanwen pulled up his pant leg. His calf was already swollen and bruised.

"Hiss~"

Jiang Yong gasped, enduring the pain.

The sound of pain was like a sharp dagger, stabbing into Jiang Hanwen's heart and fiercely tearing it apart.

"What happened, Uncle Cao?" Jiang Hanwen looked at Cao Lin calmly, like a deep pool of water, still and unruffled, an invisible Aura pressing down like a mountain.

Cao Lin swallowed. He saw a pair of blood-red eyes.

"It was—"

"Hey!" Jiang Yong waved his hand to interrupt Cao Lin, looking at Jiang Hanwen with feigned anger.

"These are all minor neighborhood matters. I just slipped accidentally. Why are you asking? Is what I say no longer valid?"

Minor neighborhood matters? Destroying the house?

Haha, Father was as lenient as ever, or perhaps he was worried about him getting hurt?

After chatting with his father for a couple of sentences, Jiang Hanwen called out Cao Meng, who had been stiffly standing aside.

The onlookers outside had dispersed, and Manager Qi, along with two guards, stood by the door.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Cao Meng stammered: "I... I..."

Jiang Hanwen pointed at the three people by the door and said:

"These are people sent by the Zhuang family to pick up my father. If you want to enter the Zhuang family, then answer me honestly."

"It was Black Face who did it."

"Who is Black Face?"

"..."

After some understanding, Jiang Hanwen's face darkened.

While he was away, someone had actually taken a liking to their few meager fields and wanted to forcibly buy them at a low price, preying on a family with no heir!

It was also his fault. Others who worked for the Zhuang family would return home to visit every few months, but he had been gone for three years.

A little rumor started, and it became the best excuse to prey on a family with no heir.

If he hadn't come this time, he couldn't imagine what his old father would have become when he next visited?

A violent and surging rage surged within him. Taking a deep breath, Jiang Hanwen swallowed everything down his throat, into his stomach.

His old father was his only concern in this world.

He wanted to kill people!

"Manager Qi, I'm going out to handle something. I'll have to trouble you to look after my father." Jiang Hanwen brought over a stool and smiled politely.

"I'll stay here. Let those two go with you." Manager Qi pointed to the two guards.

"No, it's a small matter; I can handle it myself." Jiang Hanwen said with certainty.

"Alright." Manager Qi saw Jiang Hanwen's firm resolve and didn't insist.

As they passed each other, a bone-chilling wind swept past him.

Looking back, Jiang Hanwen had already left with the person. Manager Qi frowned. Was that just an illusion?

After bidding farewell to Manager Qi, Cao Meng led the way, and Jiang Hanwen first arrived at the house of the family who wanted to buy the land.

The clanging sounds of bowls and chopsticks echoed as they ate.

In the spacious courtyard, two large houses were lit up.

"Hehe, that old geezer had his leg broken. Let him suffer for a few days, then we'll go buy the land. This time, even if it's just one tael of silver, he'll have to sell."

"Big Brother, what if he doesn't sell? Should we still call the Black Face brothers to act?"

"Act? Didn't you see that breaking his leg this time caused no stir at all?

I think that old bastard's son probably died long ago and is fertilizer in the Zhuang family's fields.

There's no turning back now.

We might as well go all the way, seize the land deed, and burn down the house."

"Son, wouldn't that be too extreme?"

"Extreme? Dad, if we don't do it, plenty of others will. Don't you agree?"

"Indeed. Then you all go ahead and do it, and do it cleanly."

Outside the house.

Jiang Hanwen pressed Cao Meng into the grass.

"You wait for me here. Whatever you hear, whatever happens, don't move until I call you, understand?"

"Yes." Cao Meng nodded, squatting obediently, a hint of fear in his eyes. Big Brother Jiang, who was always kind and easy to talk to, was so unfamiliar today, even terrifying.

Jiang Hanwen turned and walked to the Gu family's main gate and knocked.

"Dong dong dong~"

"Who is it?"

"Delivery!"

"Click~"

The door opened. A horse-faced man with small, squinting eyes, about 1.6 meters tall, looked at Jiang Hanwen in confusion.

"What are you delivering?"

Jiang Hanwen glanced into the courtyard. The old man and his three sons, the whole family, were all there. Excellent!

Seeing that Jiang Hanwen had nothing in his hands, the man glared, his Aura aggressive.

"I'm asking you, where's your stuff? Are you trying to mess with me?!"

"I'm here to send you off!"

A chilling, murderous glint burst from Jiang Hanwen's eyes.

"Bang!"

No sooner said than done.

Jiang Hanwen's fist was like a thunderous hammer, a double-punch to the ears, landing solidly on the man's temples.

With a muffled thud, his eyes instantly filled with blood, and he fell to the ground with a bang, trickles of crimson flowing from his seven orifices.

The three people eating instantly stood up.

"Who are you?!" Father Gu roared sharply, a bad premonition suddenly erupting in his heart.

"What, weren't you all looking for me?"