Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

Chen Pi was also present. After all, it was the Crescent Hotel that invited them, so all the people from the Nine Gates were present.

The expression on his face was unpredictable, and the guys around him didn't dare to make a sound.

Chen Pi snorted gloomily, "What a good disciple, what a good successor!"

"You've completely forgotten that you even had a disciple like me."

After taking a sip of the liquor, Chenpi was also confused. He really respected his master. He had never seen him again since his master expelled him from the sect.

However, all those who were disrespectful to the Master are dead, and the Master must know that.

If it were in the past, he would definitely have to kneel in the ancestral hall.

The master's wife would bring him a bowl of plain noodles and gently talk to him about reason.

He missed the existence of his kind mother and strict father.

His master's wife left, his master disowned him, and in the end he became a completely alone.

This occasion of sincerity and falsehood ended with the sound of cannon salutes.

Yin Qiumu was in the room, opening gifts one by one.

The Ruyang hand-held ornament and two bottles of Ru kiln porcelain given by Uncle Wu San.

Uncle Wu Er gave me a handful of copper sticks and a black card.

Yin Qiaomu exclaimed in amazement, "Second uncle must be rich!"

When Xie Yuchen was given a coral bracelet by Master Jie Jiu, he seemed stunned for a moment.

Yin Qiumu's eyes were very sharp. He could tell at first glance that something was good. It was red like blood, and had a strange fragrance that lingered for a long time.

"Uncle Jiu is also quite willing to give."

Yin Qiaomu nodded, her little face full of chubby smiles.

Xie Yuchen presented a jade pendant, which was crystal clear and felt warm in the hand.

"This is warm jade, right? It's quite good, but the carving craftsman's skills are not so good."

A vivid little fox jade pendant, but in his eyes the carving was not good enough.

I wonder if Master Jie will be so angry that he will take a deep breath.

Wuxie brought a pair of jade bracelets, jingle-dang bracelets, with a letter underneath, written in beautiful thin gold font.

Mumu:

It’s nice to see you in person. Are you okay?

The scenery in Changsha is beautiful in winter. If nothing goes wrong, it will snow on your birthday.

In the past, I saw this line of poetry in a letter my mother wrote to my father: "If we can get wet in the snow together one day, we can grow old together in this life."

Then Mom walked into the snow, and Grandma said that Mom was missing Dad.

I miss you too, so I also wrote this poem.

I'm sorry that I can't come to your birthday, so I can only write to you.

Adults say that writing a letter expresses more thoughtfulness than making a phone call, but I also want to call you.

I couldn't recognize many words yet, so these words were dictated by me, written down by my grandmother, and then slightly modified by me and copied down.

But grandma kept laughing when she listened to me.

I bought this pair of jade bracelets with my savings. They were not pocket money given by adults, but the wages I received for helping with cleaning.

Xiaohua shouldn’t be like this, but Xiaohua’s gift should be much better than mine, after all, he is richer than me.

When can you come to Changsha?

I miss you, I really miss you.

I don’t know how to express this sentence in a better way, so I’ll just be straightforward.

I have a lot to say, but I really can't say too much. I have wasted several sheets of letter paper and my hands are sore.

When I write to you, I always try to write better.

Finally, I wish you a happy birthday and good luck.

I miss your innocence

1984/ 11/ 21

Yin Qiumu opened the door and it was indeed snowing.

He walked out. The little dumpling was very cute, but he was wearing thin clothes.

He quickly returned to his room, shuddering, "I was also infected by Wuxie, my brain short-circuited!"

“It’s so cold!”

Wuxie from Changsha stood outside, holding the railing with both hands.

No matter how hard the old dog and grandma pulled, it was useless.

Just one sentence: "I want to get caught in the snow! I want to be with Mumu forever!"

Two little balls, in different places, at different times, were drenched in the same snow.

Wu Laogou looked puzzled and asked, "Why is Wu Xie crazy?"

Grandma Wu shook her head and said, "Wuxie, you still need to talk to Mumu on the phone, come in quickly."

"Yup!"

"Grandma, come back soon. I need to make a phone call!"

Zhang Qiling knocked on the door. Mumu looked at this big expressionless face and shuddered again. "What's wrong, little brother?"

Zhang Qiling stuffed a little fox necklace into his hand and said, "Happy birthday."

Then he left, and Yin Qiumu didn't even hear clearly before he disappeared.

"Brother, are you autistic? This is a disease and needs to be treated."

Qiao Mu was muttering to himself, seemingly forgetting that the young man had just left the house and was not very far away at this moment.

Young man: I don’t, I’m just a little bit reserved ≡w≡

Ring ring ring! !

Eh? Is it Grandpa Wu's call?

"Hey?"

Wuxie was extremely happy when he heard the voice, "Mumu! It's me!"

"Innocent!"

"Yes, yes! Have you read the letter I wrote?"

"Look, I went out in the snow!"

Wuxie stamped his feet happily and sniffed his nose, "I'm getting drenched in the snow too. This way we'll be good friends forever!"