Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

"Wait! Wait a minute!!!"

The scenic area manager shouted, jumped in front of Wu Xie, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Little Third Master, what do you think about what I told you last time?"

"Ah, you're talking about that thing—" Wu Xie panted heavily while speaking. Before the other person's face could show joy, Wu Xie immediately restrained the smile on his face and said expressionlessly: "I haven't thought about it yet. Let me think about it again."

"Hey! Young Master San!" he said again.

Wu Xie said nonchalantly, "I suddenly have something urgent to do. Let's get together another day and chat another day."

After saying that, he grabbed one in each hand and hurried away.

He is heavily in debt now, where does he get the money for the renovation?

Don't want it, don't want it,

The young man will have to endure this for a while longer.

Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling sent Xiuxiu all the way to the hotel. On the way back to Wushanju, they met a fat man who came to pick them up on a tricycle.

"Hold on tight, we're going home~" The fat man stepped on the pedal, with Wu Xie and the young man sitting on his left and right behind him.

The moon was hanging high in the sky, following them closely above their heads, like a fat man taking the moon for a walk.

When they got home, the air conditioner in the shop had already been turned on by the fat man. When the sweaty people came in, the cold air made their hair stand on end. They felt extremely comfortable.

Wu Xie put the bag he had been holding in his hand into the refrigerator. Too much time had passed and the popsicles had already melted into water. But it didn't matter. Once they were refrozen in the refrigerator, they would be edible again.

No waste at all.

Wu Xie clapped his hands and stood up, "I'm going to take a shower."

The fat man pulled him back by the collar, pointed at the pile of leftovers on the table in the backyard, and said, "I'll sit down for dinner, Fatty. It doesn't make sense for me to wash the dishes, right?"

Wu Xie scratched his face, but he didn't want to wash the dishes either, so he suggested: "We can leave them for tomorrow!"

"That's all gone!" The fat man pushed him out and urged, "Hurry up, hurry up, clean it up while there's still time."

"I want to take a shower first!" Wu Xie was pushed and staggered forward. He discussed with the fat man: "Can I clean up after I take a shower?"

The fat man looked as if he didn't understand me. "After you take a shower, you will be even less willing to touch these dirty things. Come on, let's do it together. Hurry up."

Wu Xie had no choice but to give up and endured the fact that his clothes were sticking to his body due to sweat. The cold wind blowing in from the front hall immediately made him feel cold and he got goose bumps.

Feeling a little tired today, Wu Xie washed up, fell on the bed and rested for a while, then felt sleepy.

The hair that hadn't been dried in time was soon covered with water droplets, which rolled onto the quilt and wet a small piece of cloth.

No!

My hair hasn't been blow-dried yet.

Wu Xie thought as he struggled to get up, but someone pressed his raised back from behind. Wu Xie fell back onto the quilt with a puff, like a deflated balloon.

"Brother? What are you doing?" Wu Xie complained with his eyes closed.

In this room, besides him, there is only the young man. The hand that suddenly appeared behind him couldn't possibly be Zongzi's.

Zhang Qiling took the towel in his hand and covered Wu Xie's head with it, "I'll help you blow dry."

"Yeah." Wu Xie responded, then he felt so sleepy that he soon lost consciousness.

Zhang Qiling blew Wu Xie's hair dry, tucked him into the quilt, and climbed onto the bed, thinking about what Xiuxiu had said to him today.

Do you want to get closer to Wu Xie?

Do you want to see clearly your feelings towards Wu Xie?

It lingered in his ears like a spell. The answer was of course yes, but he wanted Wu Xie to tell him more.

But Wu Xie seemed reluctant, as if he was afraid of misleading him.

.......

It is worth mentioning the red envelope that the blind man sent to Wu Xie.

At that time, Wu Xie did not accept it because of Xiaohua's "pearl" before him, but plans cannot keep up with changes. He was rich in the last second, but became an even more complete pauper in the next second.

No matter how small an ant is, it is still meat. So on the next day, when the red envelope was about to exceed 24 hours and was about to be automatically returned, Wu Xie opened the WeChat account of the blind man who had not replied to his messages and was as silent as a dead account, and received the money.

as expected,

It's a 200 bag.

His master is so generous now that the red envelope he gave to his apprentice is not even 2 yuan.

at the same time,

Wu Xie realized that what kind of magic did these two people have that could make even a stingy blind man become generous?

Even a shameless person like a blind man can’t stand it?

Fortunately, Wu Xie will be able to unveil the mystery soon.

Beijing,

It was a rare occasion that Xiuxiu, who was very interested in the couple's nightlife, was not around. The blind man had been busy until dawn and was now changing the sheets and quilt covers. Xie Yuqin was leaning on the sofa in her pajamas and was the first to fall asleep as she could not hold on any longer.

The exposed skin was covered with red marks.

The blind man, who was full and satisfied, didn't feel sleepy at all. He squatted in front of the sofa and admired Xiaohua's sleeping face. Before waking her up, he contentedly carried her to the bed.

Arrange your posture so that the person can sleep more comfortably in your arms.

The breathing light on the phone flashed. The blind man took it and saw Wu Xie's reminder to receive the red envelope. He typed and asked: [No way? You didn't sleep so early in the morning, thinking about my red envelope? You didn't think about whether to receive it or not all night, did you? ]

Wu Xie was very flexible. Noticing that the blind man was in a very good mood, he did not talk back to him and made a few cute expressions of his master showing signs of being hungry, spitting out gold coins, and hugging someone's thigh.

When people reach middle age, asking for money becomes easier, more natural and more shameless!

The blind man was speechless. Wu Xie's face was always thicker than others thought.

Blind: [You are so shameless that you are even better than my teacher. ]

Wu Xie: [Thank you for the compliment (.?＿?。)? I'm sorry~]

The blind man put all his money in Xiaohua's hands and asked him to manage it. Now the landlord has no food left!

So the blind man picked up Xiaohua's phone, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and transferred ten thousand yuan to Wu Xie using Xiaohua's account.

More often than not, he had to wait until Xiaohua woke up and get his permission before sending them out. Even if he was his apprentice, he couldn't make an exception.

After all, this is their common property.

Wu Xie: [Hmm? Flowers?]

Wu Xie asked tentatively.

Xia: [Don't be so naughty, it's not the God of Wealth himself, it's me, your master! ]

Wu Xie suddenly said in fear and trepidation: [Master...Master, I didn't expect you loved me so much that you actually stole Xiaohua's money to support me QAQ I am so moved~

But wouldn’t this be a bad thing? Xiaohua knows what to do if she gets angry? 】

The blind man looked at it with a frown on his face: [Get away, you idiot! ]