Longevity Reward Redemption: The Immortal Clan Starts with Farmers

83: A family reunion, a late-night chat in the little house!Chen Changsheng led Chuanwu out of the study. Since Chuanwu had returned home with troops this time and still needed to report to the county seat, he and the cavalry soldiers had a meal at the Chen family residence before heading to Longkou County.

After the many soldiers left, the Chen family residence suddenly became quiet.

It was only then that Chen Chuanwen brought Xiao Er’s body back to the Chen family courtyard.

”Father, Xiao Er is dead. Before he died, he left behind a clue, which is how we found the Cultivation Technique!”

Chen Changsheng looked at Xiao Er’s body and let out a sigh. He still remembered how the youth had looked on the day he went undercover for the Chen family.

He had once promised to give him a good life, but unfortunately, Chen Changsheng could only break his word now.

”Does Zhao Song know?”

Chen Changsheng asked Chuanwen. One had to know that among the dozen or so orphans taken in at Zhaozhuang back then, Zhao Song had the closest relationship with Xiao Er!

”I have already sent someone to notify Zhao Song!”

Chuanwen said softly. Chen Changsheng nodded. Xiao Er was the first outsider to give his life for the Chen family, and he deserved a grand funeral.

”When Zhao Song returns, give Xiao Er a grand funeral. He is a hero of our Chen family; let’s build a grave for him on the back hill!”

Chuanwen nodded in agreement and then went to arrange Xiao Er’s funeral.

Chen Changsheng still had much to do, whether it was the Black Ice Platform in Longkou County or Chuanwu’s Innate status, but Chen Changsheng put it all aside. Now, the most important thing was that the family was finally reuniting!

That night, after Chuanwu returned from reporting in, Chen Changsheng and his wife, along with the three brothers and two daughters-in-law, had a reunion dinner together.

The dinner table was joyful at first, but later, as everyone talked about the events of the past two years and mentioned their longing for Chuanwu, Wang Juaner and Yi Lian could not help but shed tears. Everyone poured out their feelings of missing each other.

Afterward, Chen Changsheng announced the end of the meal, leaving time for Chuanwu and Wang Juaner, the young couple who had not seen each other for a long time.

Furthermore, Xiao Wen also needed comfort from Chuanwen; ever since she learned the news of her brother’s death, Xiao Wen had been depressed.

When Chen Changsheng walked to the doorway, he saw Zhao Song guarding the entrance.

”Foster Father!”

Chen Changsheng glanced at Zhao Song and saw him wearing pure white mourning clothes, his eyes somewhat red and swollen, clearly having just cried.

”You know about Xiao Er’s matter... Do not be too sorrowful. When people live their lives, they must always look forward!”

Chen Changsheng knew that Zhao Song was feeling terrible, so he spoke to comfort him.

Upon hearing Chen Changsheng mention Xiao Er, Zhao Song’s eyes could not help but redden. He fell to his knees with a thud, gritted his teeth tightly, and said in a hoarse voice:

”Foster Father, please allow me to avenge Xiao Er. I want to go to the Zhao Family to seek justice for him!”

Chen Changsheng looked at the stubborn Zhao Song and could not bring himself to refuse. These dozen or so orphans had risked their lives for him, Chen Changsheng; how could he not let them take revenge?

”Tomorrow. It is too late today. Tomorrow, I will have Uncle Mantou go with you to the Zhao Family!”

Upon hearing Chen Changsheng’s words, Zhao Song knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice. Chen Changsheng quickly helped him up. Zhao Song knew he had lost control of his emotions, so he said:

”Foster Father, I am going to keep vigil at Xiao Er’s funeral hall!”

Chen Changsheng nodded and said to Zhao Song: ”Keep a good vigil. Xiao Er suffered a lot during his lifetime; let’s make his funeral nice so he can have a grand send-off in the afterlife!”

Hearing this, Zhao Song’s face once again showed a pained expression. However, not wanting to lose his composure in front of Chen Changsheng, he held back his tears and headed to the funeral hall.

Xiao Er’s funeral hall was inside the Chen family’s Courtyard House and had been arranged by Chuanwen himself. At this moment, Zhao Song and the other dozen or so orphans had all come to keep vigil. Chuanwen also set down his burden and returned to his room.

As soon as he entered the room, Chuanwen felt as if he were being pricked by needles. He looked up and saw Xiao Wen’s watery eyes staring fixedly at him.

”It is so late, why are you not asleep yet?”

Chuanwen stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Wen’s hand; it was as cold as a block of ice. Xiao Wen looked at Chuanwen and said coldly:

”Your Chen family’s goal has been achieved. The Immortal Cultivation Manual belongs to you now, and even I have become your wife, Chen Chuanwen...”

”But what about our Ma Family? My brother is dead; he was the only heir to our Ma Family!”

Chen Chuanwen pursed his lips, a flash of apology crossing his face. He gently helped Ma Yuwen tidy the messy hair on her forehead and said softly:

”No one wanted this outcome. The world is unpredictable; please grieve in moderation!”

Ma Yuwen slapped Chuanwen’s hand away, her cold gaze staring fixedly at him. She held back her tears and said:

”Bullshit that the world is unpredictable. I only know one thing: blood debts must be paid in blood!”

”Chen Chuanwen, if you still consider me your wife, then take me to the Zhao Family to take revenge. I want the Zhao Family wiped out, chickens and dogs included, to pay for my brother’s life!”

Chen Chuanwen looked at the stubborn Xiao Wen and was silent for a moment. He knew the hatred Xiao Wen carried, but was it appropriate for the Chen family to take action to wipe out the Zhao Family?

”You do not agree? You are still calculating! Chen Chuanwen! Do you have even a shred of love for me in your heart?”

Xiao Wen looked at the silent Chuanwen and felt endless sorrow. The man she had chosen was the most suitable one she had calculated, but unfortunately, this man had never placed her feelings in the highest position in his heart.

Chen Chuanwen looked at the pale-faced Xiao Wen, and a feeling he could not describe suddenly welled up in his heart. Perhaps after spending so much time together, Xiao Wen had truly left a mark on his heart. Chuanwen had never been impulsive in his life, but this time, he did not want to overthink it.

”Fine. Tomorrow, you and I will go to the Zhao Family. We will wipe out their entire clan to pay tribute to your brother’s heroic spirit!”

Chen Chuanwen took Ma Yuwen’s hand and said softly.

At this moment, Ma Yuwen felt like a drifting boat that had found a harbor for the first time. She plunged into Chuanwen’s embrace and cried out loudly, as if she wanted to vent all her pressure and grievances completely.

After a long while, Ma Yuwen pulled away from Chuanwen’s chest. Although her voice was soft, she said to Chuanwen with a firm tone:

”Chen Chuanwen, this time I owe you. In the future, I will definitely repay you!”

”Silly girl, you and I are husband and wife; why say such things!”

Chuanwen laughed, pulled Ma Yuwen into his arms, and the two leaned against each other like a tree and vine intertwined, quietly relying on each other amidst the wind and rain.

Compared to the intertwining of love and hate in Chuanwen’s room, Chen Chuanwu’s room was filled with the love of a long-awaited reunion.

”Who told you to drink so much? You drank with the soldiers, and then you had to drink with Father. Why didn’t you drink yourself to death?”

After the tearful suffering of longing, when Chuanwu returned home, Wang Juaner had returned to her usual spirited self, pointing at the drunk Chuanwu and scolding him with annoyance.

Although she said that, she thoughtfully brought Chuanwu a bowl of hangover soup.

”Hehehe, Wife, I was wrong. I will listen to you; I won’t drink anymore... Hehehe, let me see our son!”

Chuanwu no longer possessed his usual fierce dominance; he was like a clumsy young boy as he hurriedly admitted his mistake, while simultaneously taking the hangover soup from Wang Juaner and downing it in one gulp.

”Be gentle. The child is asleep; do not wake him up!”

Mentioning their son, Wang Juaner’s face showed a touch of maternal love as she led Chuanwu to a cradle.

Looking at the jade-like, delicately carved baby, Chuanwu felt a wave of love welling up from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to hold the child, but was afraid of waking him, so he could only stroke his eyebrows and eyes, smiling as he said to Wang Juaner:

”These eyebrows and eyes are so handsome; they must take after you. When he grows up, he will surely charm a crowd of young ladies. It’s fortunate he didn’t take after me, haha!”

”What’s wrong with taking after you? Do you also want to charm a crowd of young ladies?”

Wang Juaner raised an eyebrow and said with annoyance, her hands not staying idle as she directly grabbed Chen Chuanwu’s ear.

”Ouch, ouch, Wife, spare me! Your husband knows he was wrong!”