Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

"Why did you pour water on my fire? You soaked the coal slag with water." Wu Xiesheng asked helplessly, pointing at the fire extinguisher and asking, "It's fine if you put out the fire, but what did you do with this?"

"Master San, there are so many of you living together, and the fire extinguishers are not enough. The fire safety is not up to standard. In addition, there are many ancient buildings in the scenic area, and they are all flammable. Therefore, it is forbidden to use open flames without anyone watching in the scenic area, especially your iron pot. Passersby may accidentally kick it over, which can easily scald tourists..."

Wu Xie muttered to himself, there are so many rules nowadays.

But he was not an unreasonable person. Seeing that the scenic area manager kept chattering and had no intention of stopping, he waved his hand and said, "I know, I know. I won't need it in the future. Go back. Call me if you have anything."

......

The fire of entrepreneurship was extinguished after just a few days.

The bustle at Wushanju did not last for two days before it returned to calm.

winter,

There are few things more addictive than a warm bed.

The fat man was the first to lose his resistance. Looking at Wu Xie who was calculating the accounts, he suggested, "Tian Zhen, why don't we go out for a walk in the spring? We can earn more from the fields next time than you can from buying sweet potatoes in a winter. We have the skills, so why do we have to go through so much trouble?"

Wu Xie pressed the computer one by one, and looked at the final calculated net profit from selling sweet potatoes these days, and fell silent.

Wu Xie: "......"

He neither rejected nor agreed to the fat man's proposal, but his enthusiasm for selling sweet potatoes had definitely cooled down.

Several people started to work for three days and rest for two days without any prior agreement.

After a few days of leisurely days.

This day,

After dinner, Zhang Qiling went out to digest his food. Wu Xie thought it was too cold outside. There were gusts of cold wind and dark clouds hanging low. It felt like a storm was about to come. It was estimated that it would rain soon...

OK,

He found so many excuses, but actually he was just too lazy to go out.

Wu Xie and Fatty were lying on the recliners that looked soft and comfortable, browsing their phones.

Little Baby Bottle was sitting on the floor covered with a thick blanket, playing with Lego.

This Lego was bought by Xiaohua and sent to me.

Wu Xie had never deliberately concealed the information about Little Milk Bottle. He felt that it was just a matter of having one more child. The child was a real, living person, not a monster. So what was there to hide?

Are you going to insist that he is an illegal resident?

How can such a small matter stump our Third Master?

He had already asked someone to register the little baby's household registration. If it was two days later, the child's ID card would have been sent to Wushanju by SF Express.

What's your name?

Just call her Wu Xiaoping (*^_^*)

It's not that he has "selfish" motives and doesn't want the child to have the surname Zhang. It's just that the child's household registration is in Wu Xie's household registration book, and he is his "eldest son", so of course he has to have his surname~

Who made the guy's ID card registered with a remote and barren little place? If the child can really stay with him for ten or eight years or something, and the household registration is with him, it will be easier to arrange for the child to attend a local primary school in Hangzhou.

During this time, his parents heard from somewhere that he had a child, so they came to see him. After confirming that the child was not Wu Xie's illegitimate child, they were very disappointed, but the watery little bottle still successfully captured their hearts.

Since he is of the right age, just treat him as your grandson!

then,

There was a three or four-year-old child in Wushanju, who was very close to the Wu family. He was suspected to be Wu Xie's illegitimate child, and was about to return to his ancestral home. This news reached Li Yuqi's ears in a ridiculous way.

It was not until Wu Xie received a video call from Jie Yuqin asking him to verify the news that he realized that the rumor had spread to this extent.

Please,

No matter how you look at it, the little bottle looks more like the little brother, right?

What Xie Yuqin didn't say was that this alone was not enough to make him make this special call. After all, whether Wu Xie had an illegitimate child or not, those of them who had been with Wu Xie over the years knew it very well. Wu Xie simply didn't have the time or energy to do things like continuing the Wu family's bloodline.

Mainly because he heard...

In addition to this relatively common speculation, the version uploaded on the Taobao is even more outrageous, saying that the child was born to Zhang Qiling and someone else, and that he was open-minded and broad-minded, and was willing to wear this green hat...

The story was so fantastic that the cause and effect of the incident and the details of its development were all well-founded. If it was allowed to continue developing, the false would become true. By that time, no one would believe Wu Xie's explanation.

That's why he decided to call and confirm it himself so that he could intervene in the subsequent development of the matter.

Rumors can melt metal. Some things cannot be defeated by themselves just because you are upright.

Wu Xie didn't expect that Xie Yuchen would call him in the midst of her busy schedule to ask about this matter.

He explained to Xiaohua with a smile and tears in his eyes, and pulled the little brother over, put him together with the small bottle, and showed him to Xiaohua. After confirming the similarity between the two, Xie Yuqin believed that this child was definitely not Wu Xie's!

Of course, it’s not Zhang Qiling’s!

The multi-faceted development of this world has deviated from what they remembered, but it is indeed the time and space they live in, and they have not taken over anyone's body.

Xie Yuqin vaguely felt that the key to this was related to the Bronze Gate, Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling, and this child might be the key to all this. What did he do?

No one knows, maybe not even Zhang Qiling himself knows.

After understanding the whole story, Xie Yuqin could now focus on solving the matter. There was no possibility for Wu Xie to hear these rumors in the future.

The blind man, on the other hand, had been standing behind Jie Yuqin like a fly, peeking his head in and constantly appearing in the corner of the phone screen. He seemed to be very interested in the young man and the little bottle.

It felt like he had something he wanted to say to Zhang Qiling, but because they were there, he could only frantically try to make himself known, trying to make himself understand.

I don’t know if there are any little secrets between the two of them that they don’t know about, but Wu Xie feels that even if there really is, the young man probably doesn’t remember it very well.

so,

Blind man, even if you squeeze your lips until they cramp, I still won't get it...

Xie Yuqi sent quite a few gifts, and Lego was just one of them.

Wu Xie was naturally happy. When the children played, he also played a lot. Educational games are indeed suitable for smart babies like Xiao Naiping.

Wu Xie was browsing his Moments when he suddenly saw a photo of a Christmas tree posted by someone else. He looked at the calendar and realized that tomorrow was Christmas.

Wu Xie suddenly felt a little greedy and asked Fatty, "Fatty, tomorrow is Christmas, shall we make a roast chicken to celebrate?"

The fat man glanced at him sideways, "You do it?"

Wu Xie chuckled, and said confidently, "I can read the tutorial!!!"

Tomorrow is Christmas, so tonight is Christmas Eve. I should eat an apple and live in peace.

"Fatty, are there any apples at home?"

"Of course not. You don't like to eat apples normally, so no one in your family buys them for you." Seeing Wu Xie's eager look, the fat man sat up from the recliner and asked him, "Why? Your uncle is here, and today is special, so you want to eat apples, right?"

Wu Xie nodded.

"We have to eat this apple today, don't we?"

Wu Xie also nodded.

The angry fat man threw the pillow at him, "You deserve it!"

"I usually buy it, but you don't eat it. Now I don't buy it, but you want to eat it again. Why are you so naughty?"

Wu Xie jumped away and stood firmly on the ground, then he saw the fat man also got down from the recliner, holding a pillow, trying to catch up with him. He ran away quickly, put on a cotton coat, picked up the umbrella at the door, and shouted: "Today is Christmas Eve, I'm going to buy apples! It's raining, I'm going to pick up the little brother--"

Little Milk Bottle also stood up, and ran very fast with his short legs. In a blink of an eye, he was about to run out with Wu Xie, but the fat man who came over grabbed him and said, "Why are you running? With your short legs, even if you can make sparks, can you catch up with Tian Zhen? Don't lose yourself halfway, stay at home honestly! You are not allowed to go out, do you hear me?"

The little baby was so angry that he punched the fat guy's knee with his little fists. The fat guy used a pillow to block it, so that the child's fists fell on the cotton.

"It's no use getting angry, damn it! I didn't catch Wu Xie, so why can't I catch you, a short-legged guy?"

"Go back and play with your Lego! Wu Xie will be back soon, so listen and don't act like I'm bullying you. I'm not hitting you this time."

The fat man kept nagging the child for a long time, and the little baby boy speechlessly broke free from the fat man's hand. He knew that he couldn't catch up with his uncle if he went out now, so he went back to build his own Lego silently.

"That's right~" The fat man nodded with satisfaction, threw away the things in his hand, and planned to call the butcher he knew so that he could send them a freshly slaughtered chicken tomorrow.

The rain on Christmas Eve came very suddenly, pouring down all of a sudden, hitting the ground with a crackling sound, making a sound like stones falling to the ground. There must have been hail mixed in the rain. Such rain would hurt when it hits your body, and in serious cases it could even collapse the shed.

Zhang Qiling was walking by the lake in tattered clothes, his young face showing indifference. The wounds on his body had turned black from the cold, and were swollen from the freezing rain.

There were new and old wounds all over his body, all of which had no time to heal. Fortunately, they no longer bleed.

It was a dark, rainy night, and it was pouring rain. It was freezing cold, and hailstones were hitting his unconscious body.

Zhang Qiling walked along the lake like a soulless zombie, like a person who had suffered a mental breakdown and was ready to commit suicide at any time.

People around were frantically trying to avoid the sudden downpour. Some people were calling out to him, but the sound was blurred by the rain. However, Zhang Qiling ignored them and walked silently alone in the middle school.

No one knows where his destination is, he remains the same.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, with no sign of stopping. The fat man waited for a while, but Tian Zhen and the little brother did not come back.

Tian Zhen ran so fast that he forgot to bring his cell phone, while the guy didn't even use it.

Unable to contact anyone, the fat guy could only stay at home and worry.

Standing at the door, looking out frequently.

Suddenly I saw a figure walking slowly towards me in the rain. He was not holding an umbrella. It was raining so heavily, he must be soaked.

It was dark, and the fat man looked for a long time through the rain curtain before he was sure that the man was the young man.

He quickly opened his umbrella and rushed out.

"Brother! Brother!"

The fat man shouted as he walked: "Brother! Are you naive? Didn't he go to pick you up? Didn't you meet him?"

"Bro--"

The figure ignored the fat man, but perhaps some words in his speech touched him, and the man who was walking blankly suddenly stopped.

The fat man finally got close to the man and saw the wounds on his body. He was horrified: "Brother!!!"

"What's going on? What happened? Where's the innocent? Didn't he go to pick you up?"

"Zhang Qiling" was like an overturned inkstone, his dark eyes staring at the fat man like a ghost. The fat man felt a chill in his heart, his legs went weak, and he almost fell in the rain.

There are not many people who can make the young man so distraught. Anyway, the fat man only knows Tian Zhen. Now that he is like this, the fat man assumes that something bad happened to Tian Zhen.

Who is it? ?

who is it?

They've done all this and still won't let Tian Zhen go!

"Brother! Is it the Wang family? Did they do it?" Seeing that "Zhang Qiling" was just staring at him without saying anything, the fat man shouted anxiously, "Zhang Qiling! Why don't you say something? Take revenge if you have a grudge, take revenge if you have a grudge, the worst that can happen is a life! What do you look like when you are half dead like this?"

The fat man grabbed Zhang Qiling by the collar and cursed.

"Fatty--Fatty--"

The fat man was stunned.

Was it Tian Zhen who was calling him?

"What are you doing? What's the matter with death?"

This time the fat man heard it clearly, it was Tian Zhen's voice.

"Tian Zhen! Where are you? Fatty is coming, don't worry."

"Fatty, have you been drinking? What nonsense are you talking about?" Wu Xie's smiling voice came closer with the sound of rain, and the fat man saw two slender figures walking out of the rain in the distance.

Wu Xie continued, "I heard you calling me little brother from a long distance away. What do you want to talk to me about? Why is it so urgent?"

The fat man vaguely saw that the man was holding a large bag in his arms, and judging from his figure, it was undoubtedly Tianzhen. The man next to Tianzhen, who was holding Tianzhen's shoulders tightly and holding an umbrella for him, with most of the umbrella tilted towards Wu Xie, should be the young man.

That......

What kind of monster or demon is this person in front of me?

The fat man took a big step back and looked at the "Zhang Qiling" in front of him vigilantly. His first reaction was that this was another person wearing a human skin mask pretending to be a young man.