Buried on March 1st

  Yang Jian guessed right, even Yang Tianyou's good friends before his death didn't lend a helping hand, how could others do so?

  Two people, supporting each other with exhausted bodies, walked into the Yang mansion. The night had once again shrouded the earth. For a whole day, they had been rushing about non-stop, without even buying a coffin, let alone eating a meal or drinking a drop of water.

  "Second brother, what should we do now?"

  "......" Yang Jian fell silent, glanced at Yang Jiao and said: "Third sister, you stay home now, I'll go out for a while!"

  "Second Brother, where are you going?" Yang Chan suddenly panicked, she was afraid, and didn't know what would happen to her after leaving Yang Jia.

  Yang Jian smiled and said: "Third sister, I will be back soon!" As soon as he finished speaking, he ran out of the Yang mansion again.

  "Baozi, fragrant and big baozi! Two cents each!"

  At night, vendors selling buns on the street have started to set up stalls and hawk their wares. Yang Jia smelled the fragrance of the buns and saw from afar that many people were buying them, so business was not bad for the bun sellers.

  Yang Jian took a look around and saw a puddle of dirty water beside the long street. He gritted his teeth, walked over, squatted down beside the muddy water, reached out to grab some mud and wiped it on his face.

  Not a moment too soon, his whole face was dirty, both hands were also dirty, and he even wiped the mud on his pants. He didn't think about anything! At this time, he only had one thought, which was that he couldn't let his sister go hungry at home.

  Yang Jian walked towards the baozi stall, and passersby thought a beggar had arrived, so they covered their noses and left. The vendor looked at Yang Jian and suddenly became angry, shouting: "Where did this beggar come from? Go somewhere else, don't affect my business here!"

  "Good-hearted big brother, I haven't eaten for three days and three nights. Would you please take pity on me and give me two buns?"

  "Get out! Get out of here!" The street vendor not only showed no sympathy for Yang Jia, but also started scolding him loudly, his hand already gripping a wooden stick. Yet Yang Jia still refused to budge.

  "Big brother, I'm just a beggar, why must you get angry with me? I don't have the energy to leave now. If you give me some buns, maybe I'll starve to death here. If I die here, won't it affect your business even more?"

  The hawker furrowed his brow, the stick in his hand had already been raised, but he didn't swing it down. He listened to Yang Jia's words and glanced around at the customers who had wanted to buy baozi, all of whom were standing far away, not daring to come closer.

  What's the point of arguing with a beggar? If he really dies here, this business will probably not work out. The vendor sighed and handed two buns to Yang Jia.

  "Take it and go quickly, don't come back here again."

  "Thank you, thank you!" Yang Jia was extremely grateful, but didn't use his hands to take it. Instead, he lifted up his own shirt with both hands, and the shirt wasn't dirty at all. Yang Jia signaled for the vendor to put it on his clothes.

  "Hey, you beggar still knows how to be clean?" The vendor couldn't help but chuckle and put the steamed bun on his clothes, immediately turning serious and saying; "Let's go, let's go!"

  Yang Jiong nodded and walked away with two steaming buns wrapped in his clothes.

  The night sky had no moon, but the wind was very cold! Extremely cold! Yang Jiaolong hadn't felt such a chill in a long time. The coldness wasn't just from the wind, it was also from his heart and his people. Yang Jiaolong hid in a corner, took off his outer garment, tore open a piece of cloth, and wrapped up two steaming hot buns that were left over.

  Wipe the dirt off your face and body with that cloth! Want food? He hadn't seen this word in a long time, he remembered that on his 15th birthday, the fund left by Yang's mother was spent by himself, he had begged for food before, at that time he was living with hatred towards Yang Zhanpeng.

  He didn't think he would go begging for food again, this time although he was somewhat disillusioned with the world, but as soon as he thought of Yang Chao and his sister eating baozi, he couldn't help but laugh.

  After a while, Yang Jia finally wiped all the mud off his body and walked towards the Yang Mansion. Before he even arrived at the mansion, he saw Yang Xian standing in front of the gate.

  Yang Chan was looking around and saw Yang Jiaolong, ran over, looked at Yang Jiaolong with a smile all over his face, and said: "Second brother, where did you go? Why did it take so long to come back?"

  Actually, Yang Jian's departure wasn't that long ago, but her inner loneliness made the time feel longer. Yang Jian smiled and opened up the thing wrapped in his clothes, the steamed bun still had heat coming off it. Yang Jian smiled and said: "Third sister, come on, eat this, you haven't eaten all day."

  Yang Chan didn't reach out to take it, because she now understood their current situation. Yang Jia was absolutely penniless and couldn't afford the two buns. Yang Chan asked: "Second brother, where did these buns come from?"

  "This was bought by Second Brother!"

  "Buying? You don't even have money on you!"

  "Heh heh, Sanmei, how did you know I didn't have any money on me? Just the other day, I still had some cash on me and no one took it. It wasn't enough to buy a coffin, but this bun, Second Brother can still afford it."

  Yang Jian forced a smile, his face squeezing out the most natural curve, Yang Jiao looked at him with some doubt and exclaimed: "Hey? Second brother, why do you have a strong stench on your body?"

  Yang Jian smiled and said: "Maybe it's been too long since you've taken a bath, come on, quickly eat this baozi!"

  "Second brother, how about you? Have you eaten?"

  "I've eaten already!" He directly stuffed the bun into Yang Jiao's hand and pulled her into the mansion. Although he had the acting skills of a Golden Horse Award winner, the sourness in his heart was somewhat uncontrollable! If Yang Jiao asked a few more questions, his voice might have choked up.

  Two people sat in the courtyard, Yang Jie looked at Yang Chan eating buns with a big mouth, he showed a happy smile, looking at her silly appearance, Yang Jie felt a surge of happiness.

  "After eating, 'Second Brother, we didn't buy a coffin, what about Father?'"

  Yang Jia fell silent again, he had said that as a child, not even a coffin could be given to his father, how painful it was in his heart! Probably only the two siblings knew.

  It wasn't long before Yang Jian let out a sigh and said, "Father's body can't wait any longer, we'll bury Father tomorrow!

  "But..." Yang Jiao's words were cut off halfway, and she knew that saying anything now would be pointless. Yang Jiao stood up and said: "Second Brother, I'll go keep Father company."

  "Let's go together!"

  The next day, a light rain floated in the sky, and the rain pattered on Yang Jie and Yang Chao's brother and sister. Yang Jie spent an hour digging open the grave, then wrapped Yang Tianyou in a grass mat for burial! Another grave was erected beside it, which was Yang Xiao's grave.

  He split open another tree trunk, which served as a tombstone for Yang Tianyou and Yang Jiao. It was inserted into the ground, and the two siblings knelt in front of the grave, without a coffin or paper money, this being the simplest funeral rites.

  But as children, this is a shameful funeral!

  "Father, elder brother, Second Brother is useless! Can't even buy a coffin for you! Letting you suffer like this even after death!"

  "Second brother, Father and elder brother will not blame you. They should know our current situation. As long as we have this heart, they will be happy."

  Yang Jian took a deep breath! Tears welled up in his eyes, mixed with rainwater flowing to the corner of his mouth, tears were so salty, so bitter!

  "What shall we do next, big brother?"

  "What's next?" Yang Jian fell silent for a moment, how did he know what to do next? Yang Jian shook his head slightly, now he just hoped that Yang Chan could live well.

  "Second brother, don't you want to avenge Father and big brother?"

  "Take revenge? He is the Jade Emperor, the master of the three realms, and all living beings in the three realms are under his jurisdiction. How can we take revenge?"

  "When our sister was taken away, didn't she say that she had already lifted the seal on our magical powers? Now that we have our powers back, why can't we avenge her?"

  "What magical power? Our little bit of magical power can't even defeat an ordinary heavenly soldier, how can we avenge?"

  "Second brother, how can you say such things? Father's body is still warm and Mother's whereabouts are still unknown, how can you say such things?"

  Yang Jian looked at her, seeing Yang Jiao's tears falling from the corner of her eyes. Didn't he want to avenge himself? He did! More than Yang Jiao, now he hated that he couldn't rush up to the Heavenly Court, kill the Great Golden Crow, and destroy the Ling Xian Treasure Hall.

  But how can he do that? Has he done it? This will only make them die faster, a meaningless death! He doesn't want Yang Xiao to die, he would rather die himself than see his own sister being harmed by the heavenly soldiers.

  Yang Chan couldn't understand his idea at all.

  "Second brother, our mother has been taken away by them, we must rescue Mother!"

  "We don't even know where our mother is, how can we go and rescue her?"

  "Second brother, why do you always say such depressing words? If you're not brave enough to go, I'll go find him myself." Yang Cha glared at Yang Jiaolong angrily.

  Yang Jian was stunned, looking at Yang Jiao and said: "Third sister, aren't you afraid of death?"

  "Are you afraid of death?" Yang Xiao sneered and continued: "I've already died once, dying again won't make a difference."

  Yang Jian did not expect that at such a young age, she would have the courage to face death. Yang Jian looked at Yang Chao seriously and said word by word: "Second brother, I won't let you die, nor will I let others bully you."

  Yang Chan's expression changed as she said: "So, Second Brother, you've decided to go take revenge?"

  "Avenge the killing of father, avenge the killing of brother, avenge the deceit to mother, each one is worth avenging! As a son I also cannot not avenge. But now we can't avenge!"

  "Why can't it?"

  "We are now like eggs hitting a rock, we can't even take revenge, and will be killed by the heavenly court!"