Chapter 1260： Thank you, good bye

Chen Fan settled down in Dahe Village, and soon after, he married Huang Hua.

Every day during the day to go hunting in the mountains, Huang Hua sewed and repaired at home, washed and rinsed, and even Chen Fan passed his hunting skills to other villagers in the village.

Seeing that the life of the villagers in Dahe Village is getting better and better, it also attracts people from neighboring villages, and even another group of horse bandits.

But the ordinary people simulated in these illusions can pose a threat to Chen Fan?

Time just went by little by little.

Time passed, and Chen Fan was already in middle age. He did not use his cultivation base to cover up the passage of time, just like an ordinary person, even forgetting that he was a monk.

He has a beard on his face, and he looks mature.

After another ten years, the old village chief passed away, and Chen Fan was elected as the next village chief and brought Dahe Village to continue to thrive.

Today, Dahe Village has even become the largest village with a radius of several hundred miles.

Chen Fan's existence seemed to be a needle of Dinghai, suppressing everything.

But such a day has an end after all, and even the most beautiful dreams will eventually wake up from the dream.

It was in the fiftieth year of Chen Fan's addiction and illusion.

Huang Hua, who is more than seventy years old, will finally be unable to survive this winter.

Today, the door was sealed by heavy snow.

The doors and windows of every house were closed tightly. After busying in the house, Chen Fan took the soup that had been boiling for a long time into the house.

"Huang Hua, drink the medicine, and then you will be fine."

At this time, Chen Fan is already in the old age, and his back that has never been bent is now rickets.

The head is full of blooming hair, the skin is loose and full of wrinkles.

In this illusion, he has almost spent the life of an ordinary person.

At this moment, Huang Hua is also old.

Even because of being bedridden for days, the whole person looked much weaker than Chen Fan.

Even a pair of muddy eyes can no longer see the figure clearly.

Waves of death slowly appeared from Huang Hua, and Chen Fan knew that she could not wait long.

"Daniu, sit here and let me take a good look at you."

Huang Hua said weakly, and took Chen Fan's hand and sat down by her bed.

"I often dream of one thing these days. In another world, you are a fairy, and I died when I was attacked by a horse bandit."

"Don't think too much, we have been together for fifty years, where do I look like a fairy?"

Chen Fan comforted softly, but he knew that things were not that simple.

The more he gets along with the yellow flower in the illusion, Chen Fan finds that it seems that the yellow flower in front of him will have a certain connection with the yellow flower in the original world.

This kind of connection is unclear, mysterious and mysterious, as if it involves extremely profound things, so he can't understand it.

Chen Fan only needs to know that the yellow flower in front of him is also his wife, that's all.

"Daniu, I know that my time is running out. The only regret in my life is that I haven't been able to leave you an heir. I'm sorry."

Two lines of tears flowed from Chen Fan's muddy eyes.

"It's okay, as long as we are both happy and have children, what does it matter?"

"You have to be well. After taking the medicine, the disease will be cured. I will plant 10,000 flowers for you at that time, OK?"

Chen Fan's words made Huang Hua smile. Although she was almost dead at the moment, Chen Fan still believed that this smile was the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.

"Good, good!"

After saying two good words, Huang Hua did not drink the medicine Chen Fan had cooked for her.

The death was getting stronger and stronger, Huang Huan just grabbed Chen Fan's palm, as if exhausting all his strength, said, "Thank you for your company in this life. Goodbye."

After that, Huang Hua passed away with a smile.