Banai Lake
The fat man threw down a rusty iron rod, clapped his hands and squatted on the spot. Zhang Qiling came over from behind. He had just come out of the water and his hair was still wet.
Zhang Qiling walked over to the fat man and handed him a watch. The fat man took the watch and said, "This thing was a good thing in the 1970s. It's an old state-owned factory watch. If it is repaired, it might still be useful."
Ah Gui happened to be walking over with Yuncai. Upon hearing what Fatty said, he immediately asked, "Boss Fatty, this watch can indeed be used after some repairs, but you're such a big boss. Didn't you come here to invest in tourism? How did you pick up a watch from this lake?"
The fat man got furious when he heard this and stood up in an instant, "Hiss...what do you know? This is an antique, it's very valuable!"
Agui smiled awkwardly and said nothing, not knowing whether he believed it or not.
Yuncai changed the subject and pointed to a pile of iron and bones on the ground and asked, "Fat Brother, what are these? Are they animal bones?"
The fat man and Zhang Qiling looked at each other, used their bodies to block the things on the ground, and said, "These are all beef bones, freshly fished out of the water. You are a girl, so don't look at these. Here, play with this."
As he said that, the fat man handed the watch to Yuncai. Agui sighed and walked away silently. Zhang Qiling put the towel around his neck and went back into the tent. Suddenly, the fat man and Yuncai were the only ones left outside.
The fat man was still showing off the watch to Yuncai, "Look, this is all made of steel..."
Zhang Qiling returned to the tent. Ji Huaichuan was still half asleep, wrapped up tightly, leaving no cracks. Ji Huaichuan turned over and vaguely saw Zhang Qiling. He whispered, "Why are you back again?"
"Well, it's getting dark." Zhang Qiling replied.
"Ah?" Ji Huaichuan struggled to sit up from the quilt. "It's almost dark. Isn't Wuxie back yet?"
Zhang Qiling pursed his lips and said, "No."
Ji Huaichuan raised his hand to rub his hair, still a little dazed. After a loud yawn, he reached out and hugged Zhang Qiling. He rubbed his head against Zhang Qiling's chest and muttered softly, "I like you so much, Qiling baby."
Damn, the chest muscles are so Q
Zhang Qiling's ears turned red uncontrollably, and the tattoos on his body were exposed.
Ji Huaichuan rubbed it again and asked, "What are we having for dinner?"
"Stir-fried cabbage and porridge."
"ah…?"
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Riverside Courtyard
A waiter came over with a tray with a bottle of wine on it. When the waiter was about to push the door open, he was stopped by the mop. The mop picked up the wine, looked at it, and said, "Go to the kitchen and ask them to cook a few more dishes."
"Got it, boss."
After the waiter left, Mop returned to the private room with the wine. When he pushed the door open, his big teeth were exposed. "Hey! Little Third Master."
Wuxie looked back and said, "Mop? Is this your place?"
Mop responded modestly: "It's all a side job, a side job! Come here often, little Third Master, and eat like you're at home."
"My own home?" Wu Xie smiled and patted the mop. "Are we that familiar with each other?"
"Of course! Hua'er Ye is my savior. I am a righteous man. Hua'er Ye is looking for San Ye, so I will look for San Ye too. Little San Ye Hua'er Ye, you guys go ahead and do your work. I'll go get two bottles of good wine."
After saying that, Mop was about to leave, but was stopped by Jie Yuchen, who then said to Wuxie, "Wuxie, these clues were given to us by Zhang Rishan and Shen Zujun. They probably knew we were investigating these things, so they specifically gave us these clues. Moreover, for so many years, there has always been someone guarding the secret room of Master Fo in the dark."
At this time, Mop suddenly said: "Yes, yes, that person has been found. Although the person who guarded the secret room is no longer here, and his son is also gone, his grandson is still here."
In a moment, a waiter brought someone up. The young man had bleached golden hair that covered his eyes, making it difficult to see. He was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt with a red leather jacket over it, and was holding a guitar in his hand.
When Xie Yuchen asked him about something, he kept silent. Instead, he picked up a sign and asked them, "You have a cell phone, right? Come here!"
The man pointed to the lower right corner of the sign in his hand, where several phone numbers were written. Xie Yuchen took a deep breath and said, "Can I give you money?"
The man rolled his eyes and said impatiently, "What are you doing? Seriously, I'm not short of money. Don't talk to me about money. It's so vulgar! I'm pursuing my own career and fulfilling my dream. Do you understand?"
Wuxie picked up the teacup and drank a sip of tea silently. He didn't know what to say.
Then the man said, "If you want to know about my grandfather, it's not impossible. Take out your phone and write a message to vote for me, then share it on your social media account and join my fan group. Quick!"
It turned out that the man had not given up this idea. While the man was speaking, Xie Yuchen and Wuxie looked at each other several times, and both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.
Mop waved his hand, "Okay, I'll have all those dozens of my brothers change the names of their profiles and join your fan army. Then I'll open a second fan group for you, and everyone will vote for your profile. I'll personally serve as the president of your fan club. Young people, the most important thing is to have dreams. I support you!"
As he spoke, Mop pounded his chest and made a hand gesture. The man instantly felt like he had found a confidant, "Brother, you still understand me!"
"Okay, since we get along so well, I'll tell you. Actually, I don't know what my grandfather and my father do, but they ask me to take a photo somewhere every three months, and then someone gives me 100,000 yuan every year."
As he spoke, the man placed a pile of things wrapped in envelopes on the table. "Here, these are the photos."
"Who are you going to send these photos to?" Xie Yuchen asked.
The man tutted and pointed at the envelope. "The return address is long gone. I changed it to email after I took over. The email address is also written on it."
"Then who sent you the money?" Wuxie asked.
"Isn't the account number written above? Just check it yourself. What are you doing with young people these days?" the man said impatiently. He turned around and saw Huo Xiu Xiu standing in the corner. His eyes lit up instantly.
"Wow, wow... little sister, I think you have a very good figure and a great body shape. Do you have any musical dreams? How about we form a group? It will definitely be popular. I have already thought of a name for the group. Let's call it Dragon and Phoenix Legend! How about it?" The man snapped his fingers and flicked his hair, thinking he looked very handsome.
Huo Xiu Xiu silently turned around and faced away from everyone without saying a word.
The man snorted in disappointment, "Tsk, you don't understand me."
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