Wuxia: Drinking with Spring Breeze

Chapter 68 - 61 The Chinese New Year

The setting sun dipped westward.

A gaunt yet spirited old man, leading a semi-grown child, meandered along the dirt road toward home.

The semi-grown child fussed about not wanting to walk, waiting for his father’s motorcycle.

The old man laughed, "Hehe, don’t fuss, watch how your dad marches…"

…

Yang Ge opened his eyes, the dream’s orange sunset seemed to illuminate the dark room.

His grandfather’s emaciated face, like an animated image, smiled at him in his mind, waved, and called his name.

His rigid thoughts seemed to drift into memories, turning back into his younger self, clutching his grandfather’s dry yet warm hand as they followed the winding dirt road home...

The road home, so very long.

No matter how they walked, home was never in sight...

He just stared blankly at the old man and the child, walking along the dirt road, on and on.

Until dawn broke.

The rooster crowed.

The dream finally ended...

He climbed out of bed, and as always, went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast after washing up.

But today, Huang lay in front of the kitchen, not wagging his tail at all.

After breakfast, Yang Ge got dressed and headed straight for the funeral supply store.

During the first few days of the lunar month, it was the time for ancestral rites and family visits, and the funeral supply stores in the city were bustling, Yang Ge

An ordinary worker wouldn’t earn that much silver in ten lifetimes!

Fang Ke laughed, "Exactly, I even thought about sending a prisoner to claim that bounty!"

Yang Ge shook his head, indicating that it was money not worth earning, "Quite a few people must have shown up?"

Fang Ke put away his smile and nodded, "More than thirty now, all of the brothers are following them!"

Yang Ge thought for a moment and said, "Don’t follow them, just bring people and tell them one by one. If they’re here for the bandit Zhang Mazi, we don’t care, but if anyone dares to cause trouble in Lu Ting, don’t blame us for being inhospitable during the New Year!"

Fang Ke nodded, "I’ll handle it right away!"

Yang Ge took a couple of bites of his food, "What about the people in prison?"

Fang Ke, "They’re all still alive!"

Yang Ge, "Go give them some trouble, they like to spend money to get things done, right? Well, I also like to take money and do nothing."

Fang Ke, "Understood, they’ll likely be sending money over tomorrow."

Yang Ge nodded, "Then go ahead and handle it, and remind the brothers to be extra careful these few days. Everyone must go out in groups of three and carry signal arrows. Call for support if needed!"

Fang Ke stood up, bowed with his fists together, "I’m on it!"

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"What Harm Could Batman Possibly Want to Cause?"

Chen Tao never imagined, not only had he crossed over, but he had also become Batman himself.

As everyone knows, Batman is supremely intelligent, extraordinarily cunning, and has combat skills that are second to none—but what does all of that have to do with me, a transcendent?

Oh! No worries, I can inherit Batman’s power and memories…?! Hold on, why are they all alternate universe versions?