Night of various feelings

"I don't deserve to be your brother, I feel that I really don't deserve such a big request for my whole life, I'm sorry that I have to refuse your kindness, I have received more than I can bear, please Cang Yan, don't burden me anymore with your kindness, I really don't deserve it."

Although Uncle Cang Wuan's figure was annoyed and pushy and the moonlight was shining on the front half of his body, blocking the light from entering the room, it did not dampen Uncle Cang Yan's mood in expressing his intentions.

"I am not asking, but this is an order, a final order, if you refuse my order it means you have sinned greatly against me and the ancestors, forgive me for using this way, but this is what I have been thinking about all this time, please think of us as brothers."

Uncle Cang Wuan was stunned, all this time all he received and heard from uncle Cang Yan was only asking and continued asking with coercion, where did uncle Cang Yan learn about order? People like Cang Yan's uncle had always been seen by Cang Wuan's uncle as reluctant to give orders, but this time he was truly given a great gift, the closer they were, the tighter they were, in order to repay the countless contribution debts then this was the only way.

The atmosphere was silent as uncle Cang Wuan was speechless, only a nod of his head was a clear sign of approval, "Thank you" said uncle Cang Yan.

***

The whole family tonight was filled with a new energy that was clearly repeated every time the day before the ceremony and honoring their ancestors.

Uncle Bei Shen's family is no exception, putting his two children to bed with heroic stories and tales of hunting wolves in the forest when Uncle Bei Shen was young.

His image moved to the lyrical rhythm of the stories, filling the whole night with the historical strains of the Wu tribe's village hunting lodge.

Their eyes, Bei Zhang and Bei Zheng shone with the light of pleasure, making them more curious and more determined and more eager to become adults as soon as possible, their desire emerged like a small seed in fertile soil, the desire grew slowly but surely, it would definitely produce the will to follow the paths carved out by the ancestors, especially the path that their father had carved out for them.

Stories of light spearing techniques, dying wolf chases and pack rescues, truly graced the twin brothers Bei Zhang and Bei Zheng's night before they went to bed, the result was that they fell asleep while their father told stories with great focus as he relived his past as stories were retold, then realizing his son had truly fallen asleep, he returned to his room, meeting his beloved wife.

Uncle Bei Shen sat on the edge of a wooden bed full of carvings and decorations typical of the Wu tribe, sitting worriedly with a glum look on his face

"Come on cheer up, tomorrow is an important day, I think tomorrow we still have to do a mourning session for those who left us first, I'm sure Ming Qi's grandfather will be able to handle this in the future, we just need to believe, we have prepared everything, although maybe our preparations for mourning might not be used but what's the harm in hoping?", Uncle Bei Shen's wife, Aunt Bei Ruo, embraced her husband from behind warmly.

Trying to dissolve the gloomy mood on her husband's face.

"Where is my cheerful husband just now putting his son to bed, don't worry my dear, their future is assured and bright."

Hearing his wife's words made Uncle Bei Shen's heart feel lighter, trying to get rid of all his burdens through his heavy breathing.

"Thank you my wife", Uncle Bei Shen finally lay down on the bed together with his wife, sleeping together while hugging each other, wrapped in a warm fleece blanket.

***

"Hohoho Wu Liang my grandson, did you write that thoughtfully? Grandpa is proud of you", looking at Wu Liang who wrote down a kind of diary from his collection of important experiences during his recent life.

Including his learning to start improving himself, his longing and affection for his parents, and even the incident that happened to him a few days ago.

Grandpa Ming Qi saw that Wu Liang's wording and writing style had become neater and better and was quite enjoyable to read.

He wrote next to the book 'Myth of Chi Ren' given by his grandfather, using the contents of the book as a reference writing system for Wu Liang's daily summary book, with pride and confidence like a genius, Wu Liang wrote his book with enthusiasm.

"Don't get too excited, it could be... Tomorrow you will be exhausted, let's rest first Wu Liang, there is still tomorrow", Grandpa Ming Qi rubbed Wu Liang's shoulders, making him feel a relaxing sensation that slowly rose to the peak of his soul.

Wu Liang swayed slightly indicating that he was swayed by his grandfather's persuasion, however he seemed to be holding back hard against the waves of drowsiness that crashed over him, breaking through all the feelings that were weighing him down in expressing his feelings right now.

Finally Wu Liang actually paused as he put down his wooden pen of sorts, "I finally came up with a sentence that I think will comfort my father and mother as well as make me feel more at ease, grandfather, just calm down... I Wu Liang will start to step into a better life according to your expectations, so please wait until the time when I will be successful." Wu Liang's eyes were excited but still lackluster.

Wu Liang's eyes were excited but still could not erase his sleepy impression clearly.

"Hohoho... Grandson, you really are like your father, I really didn't expect you to say that so soon, faster than your late father, I hope you can quickly achieve that and show grandfather the great results", Grandpa Ming Qi nodded to Wu Liang, then gestured his hand asking Wu Liang to go to sleep.

Grandpa Ming Qi also along with Wu Liang, he slowly closed his eyes that were really narrow and wrinkled, "Grandpa just wants you to really be yourself, I'm sorry for mixing things with you since childhood, but I'm also really surprised, your talent in writing and studying really surpasses your father. Wu Liang, what will you be like if grandpa releases you in the world out there, will you become a fierce and ferocious wolf or become a charismatic leader bear, or become the eyes of the whole world so that peoples can follow your point of view and purpose, grandpa is really looking forward to you achieving that extraordinary thing." He thought.

Grandpa Ming Qi once again completely closed the eyes of his soul and drifted into sleep, bringing together his old memories and fantasies for this long cold night.

The crackling sound of firewood warming the room even added to the harmony of the simple surroundings.

This rural village truly makes people in the outside world like Wang Jun feel that this is the only village that is both strange and amazing.

The sense of family was close-knit and multi-layered, and there was an absolute obligation to abide by and implement all the norms and rules of the ancestors.

Wang Jun was impressed but once again he felt tragic about this.

***

Tonight everyone was completely asleep, only Zhou Huan's grandfather was still sleeping.

Resisting any sleepiness that came.

Although he was considered half crazy because of his behavior and way of thinking, especially with the age factor that made him considered unable to think rationally and relevant to what was happening.

But in fact, Zhou Huan's grandfather himself realized he was like this and accepted his shortcomings, his trauma and grief were slowly destroying his common sense, but because his ego was too big.

He refused to share his feelings and information about what he was going through.

He himself also felt an unimaginable giant pole weighing down his soul and feelings, really making his chest feel tight.

Tomorrow was a big and sacred day, as the eldest person with the dogma and fundamental thoughts about the rules and norms of the Wu tribe that had naturally been deeply ingrained in him.

There was a flash of shame in him at the thought of facing his ancestors.

He was not normal, but he still had feelings and senses.

And that was what allowed him to still feel alive, although his life was filled with negative views that made his mental state even worse, of course he needed to be tried to be treated and treated, but once again his Ego made his body rebel violently.

"Hiiiiiighh... Damn it... If only... if only Zhou Rui was here, if only my son could come home...", almost every day he complained, complained, and complained.

He stared at the wooden walls of his room, imagining the moments when hs was angry and upset about the cowardly actions taken by Ming Qi's grandfather when he was still in his early days, replacing the previous leader who died from the Ice Night Flu.

He always gritted his teeth when he heard a hallucinatory voice mentioning and giving the impression that Ming Qi's grandfather was a great man and a savior as well as a wise man.

But in Zhou Huan's perspective, Ming Qi's grandfather was no different from dirt.

His eyes that were always almost wide open because of the strange taste that grinned at him was the reason that made him always have trouble sleeping, this was also what made him lazy and became a little disliked by the other branches of the family because of his somewhat rumpled appearance and stature.

Every time his eyes darted to the dark corners of her room, he would grumble about things he couldn't handle, blaming his current condition on Ming Qi's grandfather, and every time he looked down at the white clothes for tomorrow's ceremony it was as if a strange flame of emotion ignited his anger and embarrassment.