Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

The child felt as if he was dreaming. He dimly saw a strange place. Although his head was groggy, he could hear his uncle's voice.

He opened his eyes slightly and looked around. He seemed to be in a relatively high place. In front of him was a strange man's big belly, very close to him.

He didn't know who this person was, but he could hear his uncle's voice from time to time.

It felt like his ears were covered with something, making it hard for him to hear clearly, but he was very sure that this was Qi Yu's voice.

This was his first dream, the first time he saw his uncle in a dream after he left.

Even though he felt that he should be stronger and it was no big deal, he still couldn't stop crying.

The child felt very uncomfortable all over. He didn't know why he was sick in his dream, but he was stunned by the huge surprise. He opened and closed his mouth and shouted with effort: "Uncle..."

"uncle,"

"uncle......"

The sound became louder and louder, and the child's sore limbs finally felt a little strength restored. He struggled to prop up his body, turned his head, and looked behind him.

"uncle!"

Wu Xie's originally smiling mouth froze, and he stared blankly at the little kid on the table who suddenly turned around. He was stunned for a moment. Before, he only saw the child's back, and he didn't think much of it. Now that he saw the other's tender little face clearly, Wu Xie couldn't believe what he saw. He quickly turned his head to look at Zhang Qiling who was standing next to him, tall and steady, to confirm that he was still there and had not disappeared...

Looking at the child again, he felt a sense of absurdity. Life was like a huge comedy, always playing a joke on him from time to time.

Was the child in front of him an illusion?

He cried out, "Good boy?"

The child could no longer tell whether this was a dream or reality, otherwise how could this uncle be so real.

"Uncle..." The child got up, ran eagerly towards Wu Xie from the table, threw himself on him, and stretched out his hands to get a hug from Wu Xie, to make sure whether this was a dream or not.

Wu Xie also stretched out his hand to catch him. When the child was about to fall into his arms, just a few centimeters away, the child who jumped over in a parabolic trajectory suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Wu Xie:?

what happened?

Then he realized that a hand reached out from behind him, accurately pinched the soft flesh on the back of the child's neck, and lifted the child into the air.

The child screamed and struggled, waving his short limbs in an attempt to break free from Zhang Qiling's control.

She hooked her little feet around Zhang Qiling's arm and opened her mouth to try to bite him.

Zhang Qiling shook his hands indifferently, shook the child's legs off, and used force with his fingers, trying to squeeze the child unconscious.

Wu Xie had been pinched unconscious by this guy many times before. As soon as he saw the way his arms were exerting force, he knew what he wanted to do.

He looked at it in panic, and eagerly grabbed the boy's arm, shouting, "Don't!"

Zhang Qiling then released the strength in his hands, glanced at Wu Xie, confirmed the concern for the child in his eyes, and looked at the child with a warning look.

The child understood the meaning of Zhang Qiling's eyes. He was telling him to behave himself, not to do things he shouldn't do, and not to hurt people he shouldn't hurt.

His already red face turned even redder with anger. He would never hurt his uncle!!!

The child didn't want to pay any attention to this annoying member of the Zhang family. Standing so close to his uncle looked very mean, so he kicked his legs and stretched out his arms, asking Wu Xie to hold him.

She called softly, "Uncle!"

Then Zhang Qiling stuffed him into Wu Xie's arms, as if he was handing Wu Xie a toy.

The child immediately hugged Wu Xie tightly, and his hands tightened around Wu Xie's neck, fearing that if he let go, the man would disappear again.

"Uncle, where have you been? I can't find you. Am I dreaming?" the child asked sadly.

"No, you're not dreaming." Wu Xie kissed the child's forehead and said distressedly, "Baby, I didn't disappear on purpose. I'm sorry."

Fatty and Wang Meng looked at all this in amazement, confused as to why the situation had developed into what it was now.

What is this talking about?

In these ten years, did you find time to breastfeed a child?

Fatty, why didn’t I know??!

Wang Meng glanced at the fat man's expression and saw that he also seemed to know nothing, and she suddenly felt balanced.

It turns out that the boss didn't just hide it from him o(′^｀)o

The child held Wu Xie in his arms, and like a kitten that had not yet been weaned, he began to smell Wu Xie's body frantically. He was already a little confused from the fever, and he closed his eyes and muttered, "Uncle, I fell down, it hurts..."

"Where does it hurt? Uncle will blow on it and it will stop hurting." Wu Xie held the child's buttocks, let him sit in his arms, and checked if his hands and feet were injured.

Fortunately, it was just a little dirty and there was no bleeding.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just sleep for a while. You won’t feel uncomfortable when you wake up." Wu Xie let the child rest his head on his shoulder.

The moment he held the child in his arms, Wu Xie discovered that he had a fever. Without bothering to explain to Fatty and the others, he pulled Zhang Qiling and ran to drive the car.

"He has a fever, I'll take him to the hospital." Wu Xie said quickly.

He opened the car door and wanted to put the child in the back seat, but the child held his hands tightly and was unwilling to let go.

Wu Xie coaxed, "My dear, uncle wants to drive, can you let go?"

The child ignored him and just held Wu Xie tightly stubbornly.

"Brother...this..." Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling and was immediately in trouble.

Zhang Qiling doesn’t have a driver’s license, so he can’t drive.

Fatty came hurriedly from behind, "Tian Zhen! Wait for me, Fatty, I will drive for you. It's too dangerous for you to drive like this."

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, luckily the fat man was there. He sat in the back seat holding the child. Zhang Qiling sat down next to him with a sullen face, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Wu Xie was not sure whether the young man knew that the child was his childhood. It was impossible for Zhang Qiling from two different periods to gather here at the same time.

So I asked him, "How did you find him, little brother?"

Wu Xie was very suspicious that there was someone behind this, and what kind of conspiracy was hidden behind it?

"I picked it up from a trash can."

That's it?

Ok.

Wu Xie nodded, holding the child, wondering what he was thinking.

The fat man stuffed a few buns into Wu Xie's mouth and said, "Tian Zhen, take some time to eat. Don't be hungry. A child's fever is not a big deal. A few shots will cure it. It's okay."

"Um,"

Wu Xie then remembered that he and Zhang Qiling had not eaten anything yet, so he took it, shared it with the young man, and the two of them finished it quickly.