Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

In the early autumn, on a misty morning, the air is cool and damp. In the distant eastern sky, a bright dawn appears, painting the sky with brilliant colors.

Today, everyone will set off to return home. Some will return to Hangzhou, some will return to Beijing, and some will return to Banai. They all got up early.

Everyone packed their luggage, locked all the doors and windows, and left the small home where they had lived together for a month.

"Tian Zhen, call me when you get home. The rice at home is ripe. When Yun Cai and I return, we will send some new rice to each of you."

"Okay, let's go, we're almost late for the bus."

Wu Xie and the others saw Fatty and Yuncai off, and only looked away after the vehicle they were riding in started.

"Sister, Xiuxiu and I are back in Beijing. I'll go to Hangzhou to see you when I have time."

"Okay, bye, have a good trip, call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

Xie Yuchen smiled and nodded, and under the gaze of everyone, he and Huo Xiuxiu got into a taxi to the airport.

Hei Xia Zi watched the vehicle they were riding in go further and further away and let out a dissatisfied sigh. He stood alone on the side of the road, looking into the distance.

"Master Hei, aren't you going to chase him? If you chase him now, you can still catch up."

Zhang Hanyan's expression was indifferent, but if you looked closely, you would find that there was a barely perceptible smile hidden in the corner of her eyes.

Hei Xia Zi looked back at her. She noticed his gaze, looked into his eyes, pursed her red lips and revealed a faint smile.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile with a hint of ruffian spirit.

He didn't say anything else. He simply waved his hand to stop a taxi, got in, and sped out of their sight.

"Hanyan, he and Xiaohua..."

Wu Xie recalled every detail of Hei Xia Zi and Jie Yu Chen's interactions and couldn't help but shudder.

"Hey...how come a pretty little flower like me is favored by the guy with black glasses?"

"They are willing to do this, why do you care so much? Let's go back to Hangzhou."

Zhang Hanyan urged with a smile, then pulled Zhang Qiling towards the ticket gate. Wu Xie and Pan Zi followed them with Bai Haotian and took the train back to Hangzhou.

At dusk, the setting sun falls to the ground, the gorgeous sunset glow fills the sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun coats everything on the earth with a layer of golden color.

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling stood in front of the gate, said goodbye to Pan Zi, Wu Xie and Bai Haotian, took out the key to unlock the door, and pushed the door open.

After a month's absence, in the garden, golden osmanthus flowers bloom on the branches, exuding fragrance, elegant and charming.

The chrysanthemums planted in the corner are blooming proudly. They have various shapes and forms, some look like balls, and some look like curly hair.

The big ones look like colorful balls, and the small ones look like lanterns. When the breeze blows, they dance among the green leaves, emitting bursts of fragrance.

The albizzia flowers are in bloom, and the lush green leaves are spreading out. Pink albizzia flowers are dotted among the green leaves, like jellyfish, swimming in the wind.

One night the autumn wind came, and the hibiscus blossomed. The pink was soft, the white was pure, and the red was gorgeous. Looking at the rippling water, it was extremely enchanting.

"Brother, we are finally home. These osmanthus flowers smell so good. Let's pick some tomorrow and I will make you osmanthus cake."

"Okay, go inside and rest first."

"Wait a minute, I haven't been home for a month, and the house is full of dust."

Zhang Hanyan threw out countless cleaning talismans, and in a few moments, the house became clean and spotless.

[Host, your cleaning talisman doesn't cost money? Use it like this. ]

[I drew this myself, so I don’t want any money.]

[Okay, what you said makes sense.]

Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan changed the quilt covers in the bedroom, washed them, tidied themselves up, and went out to eat.

They walked hand in hand along the bank of the West Lake. As the sun set, the noisy and bustling streets were filled with people coming and going.

They sat in front of a small stall selling wontons, eating the wontons in their bowls and watching the busy market around them.

"Boss, is what you said true? Why does this matter sound so weird to us? Are you making up a story to deceive people?"

The originally quiet wonton stall became noisy. Everyone rushed to surround the wonton owner and argued with him.

"I really am not lying, this is a true story that happened to my grandfather, it's true, this story has been passed down from mouth to mouth in our family.

I have been hearing this from my grandfather since I was a child, and my ears are almost callused. How could I remember it wrong?"

Zhang Hanyan looked up at the crowd in front of her, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

“Let me tell you, my grandfather has been telling me since I was a kid about the golden boy and girl who came to his wonton stand to eat wontons that day.

They each ordered a bowl of wontons. After the little girl blew on the cooled wontons, she pushed the bowl to the little boy and asked him to eat first.

My grandfather said that they were very pretty, except that the little boy looked cold and didn't smile as much as the little girl.

After they left, my grandfather's wonton stall business became extremely good, but unfortunately, it was only open for half a day.

Later, he said that if he didn't charge them, perhaps his wonton business would continue to be successful.

It was because of what my grandfather said that I decided to sell wontons. Who knows, maybe one day I can meet the perfect match like him.”

After the wonton owner finished speaking, his face was filled with smiles, as if he could really meet the golden boy and jade girl that his grandfather had met.

The noise at the wonton stall gradually died down. Everyone finished their wontons and left one by one. The new customers continued to listen to the boss telling the story of his grandfather over and over again.

After hearing what their boss said, Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan looked at each other at the same time.

That day was the first time they ran out of Zhang's house and went to the market. At the market entrance, they ate wontons together.

They didn't expect that many years later, they would be able to eat wontons again from the boss's grandson.

Their eyes met, revealing a tacit understanding that did not require words. They smiled at each other, and their emotions rippled in the breeze.

"Boss, check out."

"Here they are. Two bowls of wontons for twenty dollars. Thank you for your patronage."

The boss took the twenty-yuan note from Zhang Hanyan with a smile. He glanced up inadvertently and was stunned for a moment.

"you......"

Before he could finish, Zhang Qiling and Zhang Hanyan had already walked away hand in hand.

The boss looked at their gradually receding backs, recalled the stunning glimpse he had just had, and muttered to himself.

"Could it be? Have I met the golden boy and jade girl that my grandfather talked about?"

"Boss, check out!"

"Hey, here we come."

The shouting behind him brought the boss back to his wandering thoughts. He was busy at his wonton stall, serving customers.

It’s strange to say, ever since Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling left, his business has obviously improved a lot, and he is almost too busy to rest.

This made him even more certain that the people he had just met were the golden boy and jade girl his grandfather had talked about.

At the same time, he felt the same regret as his grandfather. He regretted that he should not have accepted the money for the wontons from Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling.