Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

No one wants to discuss this topic.

From the bottom of their hearts, no one wants to believe it.

Wu Xie,

Really dead...

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At last,

The blind man returned to Beijing, and the fat man returned to Hangzhou.

Jie Yuqiao and the blind man helped Wu Xie guard the Wu family, while the fat man and Wang Meng guarded Xiao Tianzhen's shabby antique shop.

Together,

Wait for him to come back.

The fat man was sitting on the open space in front of the door, basking in the sun. He was lying on Wu Xie's favorite rocking chair in the past. He held a cattail leaf fan in his hand and shook it to fan himself.

The bamboo lounge chair made an overwhelming creaking sound, but luckily it didn't really fall apart.

Inside, in a corner where the sun doesn't shine, Wang Meng is sitting in front of the cashier, playing Minesweeper intently.

Now that he is no longer young, he still loves to play minesweeper.

After traveling around with Wu Xie for so many years, I really didn't make any progress at all.

In Wu Xie's words, he has no ambition!

Wang Meng is still the same as before. From time to time, she will poke her head out from in front of the old computer screen and take a look outside.

It seems as if my boss who loves to bluster will come back at any time.

They also really hope Wu Xie can come back.

Under the sun, Fatty Wang snored happily. His snoring stopped, and he hurriedly opened his little eyes and looked around.

There was no one in the quiet stone alley.

It seems like that person never came back...

other,

I dreamed that Wu Xie was back again...

But the reality is that Wu Xie may never come back.

Fatty Wang wiped the moist corners of his eyes.

As the sun set, Wang Meng had been picked up by his girlfriend, and Fatty was the only one left in this small store.

The fat man moved the recliner back unsteadily and stood alone in the room, shaking his head and sighing: "Brother - when will you get the little innocent back? Fat man, the flowers I have been waiting for are all gone." ....."

The door of the antique shop was closed, and the fat man's sigh could still be heard from a distance.

Hey--

Wu family, Jie family, Huo family...

Wave after wave of mountaineering teams were sent to the snow-capped mountains. They spent huge amounts of money and manpower just for an illusory possibility.

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Hey, have you heard? Looking at the Wu family's posture, Wu Xie seemed to be really dead.

If you die, you will die. Didn't you hear that Heixiazi just dealt with a wave of unruly men? With Jie Yuqiao and the others here, the Wu family won't be in chaos. You should take advantage of it and don't make any crooked ideas. Such a big piece of meat is not something you or I can eat.

Hehe, look at you, I just said that, how dare I? By the way, why did Mr. Wu die?

Who knows? It could be that Xia Dou has run into a deadly trap, or it could be that his enemy has taken revenge. You are just a little guy, why do you have to worry so much? Have you earned the money to marry your wife?

No...hehe~

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It’s Spring Festival again,

A day for family reunion.

But for some people...

Forget it, just don’t say it.

Father Wu and Mother Wu sat in silence in front of the TV.

It was obviously the Spring Festival, but there were not even any Spring Festival couplets hanging in the room, making it look very empty and deserted.

The old couple just sat there, feeling uncomfortable.

This is not the first time that Wu Xie has not come back to celebrate the New Year. To be more precise, in the past ten years, they have only been able to see Wu Xie only a handful of times.

But after all, mother and son are connected. Some things, even if they are suppressed by others, have not reached their ears. In the dark, they just feel that there is a piece of flesh missing from the tip of their hearts...

This year is not like the previous year, and the days are not like the days.

The hair of two old couples who were supposed to be enjoying their family life suddenly turned gray.

Mother Wu sighed, patted her husband's hand and said, "Stop twitching."

The ashtray in front of Wu Yiqiong was full of cigarette butts, and there was an unburned cigarette on his fingertips. Between his fingers, red sparks flickered on and off as he breathed in and out.

He had quit smoking for a long time, but recently, he started smoking again, even more intensely than before. He often smoked for a whole day, filling the room with the smell of cigarette smoke.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make you something. It's Chinese New Year, so let's be happy."

Wu Yiqiong's eyes were a little red. He put the last cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, blew out a smoke ring, relaxed his shoulders, cheered up, and said, "Just do whatever you want, I won't choose."

As he spoke, he stood up, opened all the windows in his house, and let the cold wind howling outside blow into the room. He patted his head, gave a smile that was uglier than crying, and said to Mother Wu: "You Look at me, I forgot that you don't like the smell of cigarette smoke, you should be beaten! You can go and cook, I will clean here."

The empty cigarette boxes all over the floor were all smoked by him.

Wu's mother quietly wiped the corners of her eyes and went to the kitchen to cook.

Ding dong ding dong!

Doorbell rang.

Wu Yiqiong was surprised and ran to open the door. Wu's mother also ran out of the kitchen, holding on to the door frame and her legs were weak with excitement, "Look! Go and see if Xiao Xie is back!"

The door opens,

Their hopes were dashed. Fatty was the only one outside the door.

"You..." Wu Yiqiong looked at the fat man in astonishment.

He remembered that this person seemed to be his son's friend?

The fat man was carrying large and small bags in his hands. It was winter, and there was a layer of sweat on his forehead. He panted and said: "Uncle and aunt, Xiaozhen is busy recently and has no time, so he specially asked me to come and see you."

"Oh, oh -" Wu Yibai woke up from a dream, feeling indescribable disappointment in his heart, and went to take the things from the fat man's hand, "Look, you came here and brought so many things, it's really a waste of money."

"These are all bought by Xiaozhen. He always talks to me about the two elders, what is missing here and there. This time I just bought them all at once." The fat man said with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you!" Wu Yiqiong thanked him repeatedly and helped the fat man take the things into the house. "My mother, Xiao Xie's friend is here."

"Friends? Oh - hello, friends..." Mother Wu said, turning back to cook lonely.

The fat man put down his things. He was also a busy man. He was so big and he squeezed into the kitchen.

"Sister, just leave it alone and I'll show you my hand." The fat man washed his hands and said with a smile.

"Hey, no, no, no! Go sit outside and rest. Food will be ready soon." Mother Wu was forcefully pushed out by the fat man.

"This -" Wu's mother looked at each other as Wu Yiqiong came over.

Wu Yiqiong: "It's Chinese New Year. You are a guest, so why should you do anything? Sit down and rest."

"Hey! Brother Ang, I don't like hearing what you are saying. Xiaozhen and I have a life-long friendship. His father is my father. You are welcome and treat me as your own son. If you have any questions, Just say hello anytime.”

"I'm not too young now, so I don't care if you call me daddy. I'm afraid you think I'm too old, hehe~"

Wu Yiqiong was dumbfounded by his outrageous words, "You recognize your father so randomly, do your parents know better than to beat you?"

The fat man skillfully heated the pot and heated the oil, making the kitchen buzzing and buzzing. This family finally gained some popularity.

Hearing this, Hun said nonchalantly: "I have had no father or mother since I was a child, and no one cares about me."

"It's okay~"