Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

Wu Sicheng looked at An Moxue's back. This time, he always felt that she was escaping. She had mentioned her mother's last words and the agreement between the two of them before, but they had never mentioned this since they met in Puda Prefecture. matter.

He felt that the current situation was not suitable for talking about it. Both of them were in a high-risk environment, and he felt that a natural relationship was just right. He always felt that the two of them were more like good friends, not lovers, and he was only talking to her. It's just unnecessary trouble.

But his face was obviously very attractive to her. What was she running from?Or is she avoiding something?This is not like her character. There is something going on here that he doesn't know. He always feels that she is very mysterious. However, he has searched domestically, but has not found any useful information so far, and the progress is slow.

He shook his head and laughed, hoping that the few days he stayed here would have a good start. He glanced sideways at the two masters and apprentices in the corner of the living room, who were like dead dogs, and then returned to his room.

An Moxue returned to the bedroom, locked the door, and entered the space. She hadn't checked the large antique truck filled with Lan Guo yet!

There was a glimmer of expectation in her heart, not knowing what she would see in the car.

An Moxue first entered the cab and rummaged around inside, but found nothing except some food.

She got out of the car and jumped into the back of the truck. The back was filled with wooden boxes, tied tightly with ropes.

She untied the rope and moved all the boxes from the car to the ground. There were hundreds of boxes in total. An Moxue opened them one by one. Inside were ancient books, jewelry, ornaments, jades, porcelain, ranging from snuff bottles to large ones. When you look at the gold-plated cauldron with animal heads, you can only imagine it.

An Moxue was quite happy at first. She intercepted a car of antiques, and there will be a second car in the future. When the country becomes more and more powerful in the future, she wants to build a museum so that future generations can visit it in front of her home. See the treasures left by your ancestors, instead of licking your face and going to other people's national museums to see the cultural relics of your country. That is not looking at cultural relics, that is looking at scars and humiliation. The scars of every Chinese are historical. Humiliation is the testimony of cowardice and being beaten, and it is blood and tears.

Looking at it, An Moxue couldn't be happy anymore. The more she looked, the sadder she became, and the more she looked, the more angry she felt. People like them were born and died to protect the country, but those people had all kinds of thoughts and methods to poach the country.

She stored these separately and planned to publish them in the future. They were different from those left to her by the An family and Nalan family. They were her private property and her own. She planned to show them to the Chinese people for free in the future.

An Moxue originally wanted to go to bed after checking the contents of the truck, but after reading it, she couldn't fall asleep.

How to do?

An Moxue came to the living room, carried the master and apprentice out of the living room, and when they got to the yard, they threw them in the yard like dead dogs.

Then he punched and kicked both master and apprentice.

After kicking, she was relieved, but still unhappy. When An Moxue looked up, she saw Wu Sicheng standing leaning against the door, looking at her. She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she felt that there was a stubborn smile in his eyes. she.

"Well...how long have you been standing there?" An Moxue asked a little speechlessly.

Wu Sicheng suppressed his laughter and said, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Are there any lies?"

"Of course, the lie is that I just came out."

"Oh..."

Okay, stop talking, she knows, it’s just that he has been standing here for a while, it’s all because she was too involved in beating people.

"What's wrong? Didn't you go back to sleep? Come out again? Are you still having such a big fight? Why did they provoke you?" He looked at her with questions in his eyes.

"I thought about how they were eating and drinking in my house during the past few days when I was away. I felt uncomfortable and couldn't sleep. Even though I hired workers to clean it in the afternoon, I still felt uncomfortable, especially when the living room was so messed up tonight. The furniture is all damaged, and I hate it even more."

She couldn't say that after looking at the cart of antiques, she thought that if it weren't for Lan people like the master and the apprentice, there wouldn't be carts and carts of antiques, and they would be in the hands of foreigners at cabbage prices. I was filled with hatred just thinking about it, so I came out to take it out on the master and apprentice.

He saw that she was not telling the truth, but he did not continue to ask, but changed the subject and asked: "Mo Xue, what method did you use to beat these two people like this and there was no reaction?"

An Moxue didn't know why and asked, "Just a few injections. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's great. Is this homeschooling again?"

"of course."

Wu Sicheng seemed to be teasing but actually asked tentatively: "What do your ancestors do? Why do you feel that everything is the same?"

"A cultivator, the kind who can become a god." An Moxue half-truthed, half-falsely, her words were full of pride, "You can't envy me. After all, not everyone is like my ancestors. It all depends on fate."

It was strange that Wu Sicheng could believe her words, so he followed her words and said, "Yes, your ancestors are not mortals! But when you return to China, don't talk nonsense. Remember, be careful in your words and deeds."

Wu Sicheng looked at An Moxue, and he understood her temperament very well, "What are you going to do with these two people?"

"What should I do? I originally wanted to deal with it tomorrow, but I couldn't sleep when I entered the bedroom, so I might as well do it tonight! You go back to the house and write down the addresses of the two of them and the place where the money is hidden. I'll go there in a moment. After all, only the money in your own pocket is your own money. If I don't get the compensation tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep! Hey, I can't stay the night because I have a grudge, otherwise I won't be able to sleep. Be practical!”

Wu Sicheng glanced at her deeply, with a do-what-you-say attitude, which made An Moxue doubt her own eyes.

Wu Sicheng turned around and entered the house, while An Moxue went into the storage room and took out a large sack. He put the master and apprentice in it like items, tied the bag tightly and placed it on the back seat of the motorcycle.

She put the master and apprentice away, went into the house, changed her clothes, and took the note Wu Sicheng wrote to her, saying: "You rest, I'll come back as soon as I go. This address is not far from here. There shouldn't be any tonight." somebody is coming."

Wu Sicheng thought because of her words, she had provoked someone. What was the purpose of sending people to her home frequently?It seems like I have to ask her tomorrow and let Uncle De check it out.

An Moxue took the note and disappeared into the night with the master and apprentice on a motorcycle.

Wu Sicheng did not go back to the bedroom to sleep. Instead, he stayed in the living room without turning on the lights. In the dark night, no one knew what he was thinking while sitting alone on the sofa in the living room.