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There were memories of my mother here, so I stayed in the lamasery for a few more days.

Fatty would always make innocent jokes from time to time. At first he was a little embarrassed, but later it didn't matter anymore. After all, the fat man can't make too big a joke, because he doesn't dare to go too far in front of the little brother, whose fighting ability is not something to brag about.

Fatty: "Tianzhen, do you think you're meeting your parents now that you're back?"

Wuxie took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled it. Looking at the distant snow-capped mountains, I can't help but think about what a great mother she must be to let her children become flesh-and-blood, emotional people who are not cold and stone-like. What price did she pay to get these three days of reunion?

"The disintegration of the Zhang family is an inevitable result. The rule and ideas of the old era will be replaced by the new era sooner or later." Wuxie did not answer the fat man's words, but asked the Zhang family's question inexplicably.

The fat man also asked for a cigarette, but was playing with it in his hand without lighting it.

"Why are you talking about the Zhang family again? Don't think about boring things. Anyway, they are not extinct. There are still descendants to continue. You and my brother are at most occupying a Zhang family. Tsk, so to speak. Come on, you have transformed from the third master into the eldest wife of the Zhang family? No wonder that Haike bothers you. In their eyes, you are just a demon concubine who is bringing trouble to the clan! Little innocent."

God damn evil concubine.

"What the hell are you talking about? If you smoke or not, you'll pay me back if you don't."

The fat man chuckled, stuffed the cigarette in his trouser pocket, and took away the innocent half box.

"We agreed to take one pill every three days, but you're almost doing three pills a day. It's confiscated, it's confiscated~ If you dare to resist, tell the little brother and let him take care of you."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Wuxie tried to win back Fatty's love: "Fatty, Fatty~ leave one for me~ Fatty~ please."

"It's no use calling me daddy. You need to take good care of your weak body." The fat man was very cruel and turned around and left, leaving Wuxie alone under the eaves.

The younger brother went out to contact the two brothers at the foot of the mountain. He will set off tomorrow to pick up Wang Meng and the tens of millions of assets.

Wang Meng is really promising, he will make money for the store, and he can make so much money all at once. So good, so good!

Going up and down the mountain in the snow is very time-consuming. Even if I do it myself, it will take about half a day. Wu Xie looked at the time and guessed he would be back soon. He asked the fat man to add a few more charcoal to the stove in the house and boil a pot of water so that he could be warm when he came back.

The snow-white ground and sky are connected, and a small black spot is moving quickly. Wu Xie squinted his eyes and looked carefully, making sure that the little brother was back.

I held an umbrella and went over to catch it. The snow was very deep, and every step I took would make it deeper. In the end, it was the younger brother who held the person's hand and pulled him back.

If you stay outside for too long, don't go directly into a hot room, otherwise your blood vessels will burst. Wuxie and her brother stood at the door for a while, moving a little to let the blood circulate.

The little brother took out a bag of candy from his bulging pocket and handed it to Wuxie. They are the kind of lollipops that are sold one by one in small shops.

"Fat man said you've been smoking a lot lately."

Wu Xie curled his lips and put the candy into his pocket: "Fat man is exaggerating, I don't actually do it very often."

The younger brother glanced at Wuxie indifferently, and with just this glance, Wuxie, who felt guilty, lowered his head and said nothing.

A peeled lollipop was handed to him, Wu Xie raised the corners of his mouth, stuffed it into his mouth, and rolled it in his mouth a few times to taste the taste.

"It's so sweet!" Wuxie said.

The little brother put away the garbage and took him into the house to warm him up.

"Bro."

Wuxie called him.

"It's very sweet. Shouldn't you ask me how sweet it is? Or taste it, either?"

He smiled happily, with crooked eyes and a hint of pride.

Brother: "Yes."

Wuxie leaned over, pressed him against the door frame, kissed him gently, rubbed it, and then deepened it slightly, letting him taste the lollipop.