Because she was too far away to see the little girl clearly, Bai Qianmo walked straight over.

Upon closer inspection, the little girl's face finally came into view, and it was vaguely recognizable from her features as Qin Jingwen when she was a child.

Old Qin sat in the middle chair, with a man standing behind him. The man looked to be about the same age as Qin Dongze, and his facial features resembled those of Old Qin.

Further to the right are Gu Jueye's parents, Gu Zhizhou and Qin Lin. In front of them stands a boy of about ten years old, dressed in white shirt and black pants, with a very serious expression and a pair of deep, dark eyes staring at the camera with some impatience.

"Qianmo, why did you run out? Take a look and see which set you like?" Qin Jingwen saw Bai Qianmo holding the old photo and looking at it.

She smiled and said, "This was taken when I was seven years old. My cousin was just ten at the time. You can tell how much he hates taking pictures by looking at his grumpy face. This family photo was only taken after my grandfather coerced and bribed him."

I remember Grandma Gu mentioning that after Gu Jueye turned three, he started refusing to let adults take pictures of him.

Even Grandma Gu may not have seen a photo of Gu Jueye when he was ten years old.

"May I take a picture?"

Qin Jingwen pointed to the old photo: "Take a picture of this?"

Bai Qianmo nodded. She could show it to Grandma Gu next time she visited the Gu family.

"Take all the pictures you want, but you'd better take them back and show them to my cousin his grumpy face."

Bai Qianmo took out her phone and snapped a picture of the photo, her gaze suddenly falling on the face of the man standing behind Old Qin.

"Jingwen, who is that person?"

Qin Jingwen looked at the person Bai Qianmo was pointing to: "He is my second uncle. He is rarely home. I only remember him coming back once since I can remember, and that was when he came back this time to take the family photo."

"Speaking of my second uncle, he's quite elusive. After he came back that year, he rarely interacted with us. He didn't seem to like this family. My dad was very accommodating to him. At the time, I even felt that my dad's attitude towards him was more of respect. In short, this person gave me a gloomy feeling and was difficult to get along with. I was curious at the time, so I asked my dad what my second uncle did for a living and why he didn't live at home all year round, but my dad always avoided the topic."

Bai Qianmo couldn't help but glance at the man in the photo again.

Although his face bears some resemblance to Qin Dongze's, the feeling he gives off is completely different.

Qin Dongze was masculine and handsome, exuding an aura of righteousness.

However, this second uncle of the Qin family was effeminate and reserved, with an indescribable eerie and sinister look in his eyes as he stared at the camera.

In short, just looking at the photos, I don't think he's an easy person to get along with.

"Qianmo, you haven't chosen any clothes yet. Which of these two outfits I picked out for you do you like best?"

Bai Qianmo looked at the clothes Qin Jingwen was holding up and took the white sweater and black jeans from her left hand.

"This outfit will do."

Qin Jingwen chuckled twice: "You have good taste. I also like this outfit. Go change your clothes, and I'll help you pick out a pair of shoes. By the way, what size do you wear?"

Bai Qianmo picked up her clothes and headed towards the changing room: "37"

"What a coincidence, me too!" Qin Jingwen skipped happily to another room where her shoes were kept.

After changing out of her dress, Bai Qianmo felt much more relaxed.

As she stepped out of the dressing room, Qin Jingwen had already picked out a pair of shoes for her.

After putting on her shoes, Bai Qianmo went downstairs with Qin Jingwen.

Upon arriving in the living room, Gu Jueye was nowhere to be seen.

At this time

A dog barked outside the door.

"It's the voice of someone who's not thinking straight." Qin Jingwen walked quickly towards the door.

"Oh no, oh no, that idiot went to steal chickens from Grandpa Wang's house."

Bai Qianmo's lips twitched slightly, then she followed to the door. Outside the Qin family's gate, a simpleton with a large rooster still flapping its wings in its mouth was running quickly towards the Qin family's courtyard with its strong little legs.

Behind him followed an elderly man with snow-white hair, wearing a dark blue cotton-padded coat. The old man held a hunting rifle in his hand and fired several shots at the hind legs of the dim-witted man.

The other party seemed to only want to scare the simpleton, and each shot only hit the outside of the simpleton's heel, without any intention of actually hurting him.

"You little bastard, put down my chicken!" the old man shouted as he ran.

Bai Qianmo looked at the old man. He looked to be at least seventy or eighty years old. He walked steadily and moved with the speed of the wind. His marksmanship was extremely accurate.

The simpleton was terrified by the gunshot, dropped the rooster he was eating, and ran towards the house.

Upon seeing Bai Qianmo standing at the door, the dog, lacking common sense, slammed on the brakes. Its entire body trembled, and as if seeing a ghost, it turned around and ran towards the old man.

When the old man saw that the bright and beautiful feathers of his rooster, which he had raised for two years, had been plucked bare by a fool, his eyes widened and his face turned red with anger.

"You bastard, today I'll stew you into dog meat soup and drink it." With that, the old man raised his hunting rifle as if to fire.

"Grandpa Wang!" Qin Jingwen rushed up in one stride.

Seeing Qin Jingwen run over, Old Master Wang held his gun but hesitated to pull the trigger.

He gave an angry snort.

“Jingwen, look what your grandpa has done. My family raised thirty roosters, and this is the last one.”

Qin Jingwen said apologetically, "Grandpa Wang, it's all our fault for not keeping a close eye on him. He's really too naughty. I'll talk to you about it and we'll put him in the kennel in the backyard from now on. We'll make sure he doesn't run out and cause trouble again. I'll buy thirty big roosters from the market and send them to you as soon as possible. Is that alright?"

Old Wang sighed deeply: "Where is your grandfather?"

"My grandfather..." Qin Jingwen didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Grandpa took the simpleton out for a walk half an hour ago, but the simpleton went to steal chickens again. Grandpa must have known, so he's probably hiding now.

"My grandfather may have gone to play chess with Grandpa Ye, and he won't be back for a while."

"Hmph! I bet your grandpa is deliberately avoiding me. Jingwen, you don't know, all thirty of my roosters are fighting roosters, and your good-for-nothing son ruined them all. To be honest, I'm really heartbroken. If your grandpa were home today, I would never let this go. But he's not here, and I can't make things difficult for a child like you. Let's just let it go this time. But let me make this clear: if there's a next time, I'll definitely stew that good-for-nothing son into dog meat, and I'll also give your grandpa a bowl of the broth."

People who have lived to this age are all shrewd and perceptive; Old Wang could tell at a glance that Qin Jingwen was lying.

Moreover, his security guard said that he personally saw Old Qin stroll past the Wang family's door ten minutes earlier.

In just ten minutes, he could run off to play chess with Old Ye.

Hmph, that old geezer is probably hiding somewhere nearby, looking for some peace and quiet.