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

Wu Xie and Fatty pushed open the door of the village chief's house. In the courtyard, everyone who had been waiting for a long time stopped talking and looked up at them.

Xie Yuchen looked at the bulging backpack on Wu Xie's back, then lowered his eyes to look at the backpack in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed.

"What did you bring?"

"The one in your hand is mine. This one belongs to Mr. Zhang. He is old, so I wanted to help him hold it."

"Who are you calling old? I am still in my prime, how can I be considered old?"

Zhang Yecheng's roar sounded behind Wu Xie. Wu Xie turned his head and looked behind him. Fatty was standing next to Zhang Yecheng, giving him a look that said, "May luck come to you."

Wu Xie looked at Zhang Yecheng with anger on his face with tears in his eyes, secretly complaining that the fat man was not loyal and didn't even remind him in advance.

"Mr. Zhang, that's not what I meant. Really, don't take it personally. I just made a slip of the tongue. You are a magnanimous person. Don't take it personally."

Zhang Yecheng looked at the ingratiating smile on Wu Xie's face, snorted coldly, and sat down on the cold stone bench, shivering from the cold.

"You're just like that little bitch. You always like to use my age as an excuse for no reason."

After he said that, he looked at Xi Liu and Zhang Mo beside him, pointed with his finger, and turned to look at Wu Xie, Fatty and the others.

"They are also members of the Zhang family. Compared to you, they are now centenarians. How come I have never heard you talk about them? What do you mean by always talking about me alone?"

"Cough cough..."

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other, touched their noses slightly awkwardly, and didn't dare to say what they really thought.

Xie Yuchen looked at the frustrated Wu Xie and Fatty, and felt a little joy in his heart for some reason. He turned to look at Hei Xia Zi, and the two smiled at each other and no longer paid attention to the farce of Wu Xie and Zhang Yecheng.

"Well, why are you all silent all of a sudden? Am I affecting your performance here?"

"No way, Mr. Zhang. You're being too polite when you say this, Fatty. What are you going to eat tonight? I'm starving."

Wu Xie winked at Fatty frantically, and Fatty understood immediately. He took over the conversation and pretended to look towards the kitchen seriously.

"Everyone must be hungry. Smoke is coming out of the kitchen chimney. I don't know what delicious food Yuncai is making. Tianzhen and I will go and take a look."

Fatty waved his hand, and Wu Xie immediately ran to Fatty, laughing and walking towards the kitchen with Fatty.

The two of them were arm in arm, making eyes, and wordlessly communicating the thrilling scene that had just happened.

The courtyard fell silent again. Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi turned around and walked into the house where the charcoal fire was burning.

Xi Liu and Zhang Mo looked at Zhang Yecheng, exchanged glances, and chose to remain silent.

Just as Yuncai was about to wash the vegetables, Wu Xie and Fatty pushed the door open. Fatty naturally took the vegetables from Yuncai's hand and walked to the sink to wash them.

Wu Xie sat on a small stool, picked up the garlic on the ground, and peeled off the garlic bit by bit.

"Yuncai, Tianzhen and I are the only ones here. Go and have a rest. I'll call you when I'm done."

"Okay, I'll go make the beds for everyone."

Yuncai walked out of the kitchen with a smile. Wu Xie and Fatty followed her footsteps with their eyes, and only breathed a sigh of relief after they were sure that she was far away.

Fatty threw the washed vegetables into the basket and looked at Wu Xie indignantly.

"Fatty, I think this is really weird. Old Zhang is so old, hundreds of years old, but he still cares about his age."

"Maybe every time he mentions this matter, he will think of Han Yan."

Wu Xie looked up at the lonely courtyard in the cold wind. Under the withered tree, Zhang Yecheng's figure looked even colder and lonelier.

Fatty followed Wu Xie's gaze, was silent for a long time, sighed deeply, and said nothing more.

As night fell, everyone sat around the dining table. The charcoal fire in the room was burning brightly, and everyone was warm.

The food on the table was delicious, but no one had the intention to pick up their chopsticks. The room was silent and the only sound was the crackling of the burning charcoal.

"Eat, everyone, eat. Yuncai, try this roasted pig's trotter with soybeans. This stuff is good for girls. It's full of collagen."

The fat man spoke to break the silence in the room, picked up the pig's trotter with chopsticks, and put it into Yuncai's bowl with a smile.

"Tian Zhen, try this braised crucian carp with green onions, it's a new dish I learned."

"Okay, put it down, I'll do it myself. This crucian carp is too big, I can't finish a whole one."

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up. A grown man can't finish such a small fish. Who would believe it if others told you? Hua'er Ye, Hei Ye, Xi Liu, Zhang Mo, eat quickly. After you finish eating, go to bed early. You have to get up early tomorrow."

At the fat man's invitation, everyone picked up their chopsticks, cups, plates, and bowls collided with each other, and the silence just now was no longer seen.

"Xiaohua, why didn't Xiuxiu come this time?"

"There's a problem with the Huo family's business. Xiuxiu can't get away. She went abroad to deal with it. She can't come back for a while. Where are Pan Zi and the others? Why haven't they come yet?"

"Oh, Pan Zi and my uncle went out in a mysterious way, and I don't know what they went to do.

Aning went to find Jiang Zi. She heard that he was taking private jobs without Aning's knowledge. Aning said that she would break his legs when she found him.

"Come on, Aning has always said that she would break Jiang Zisuan's legs, but five years have passed and Jiang Zisuan is still alive and well."

The fat man sneered at Aning's harsh words. Aning, who used to be decisive in killing people, had no integrity at all when it came to Jiang Zisuan.

Wu Xie listened to Fatty's complaints and just smiled. No matter how Jiang Zisuan acted, he was still Aning's younger brother. How could a sister really break her brother's legs?

"Hey, Xiliu, isn't Sangbei hanging out with you guys recently? Why didn't he come with you guys?"

Xi Liu lowered his head and slowly removed the fish bones from the bowl. His hands moved quickly and skillfully, and in just the blink of an eye, a complete fish bone was removed.

"He has not been with us recently and we have had no news from him."

Zhang Yecheng quickly finished the food in his bowl, picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and closed his eyes to feel the spicy wine passing through his throat.

Zhang Mo glanced at him casually, remaining silent.

The fat man looked around, sweeping across the faces of everyone at the table, and finally stopped at Hei Xia Zi.

"Heiye, aren't your eyes completely healed? Why are you still wearing these sunglasses?"

"I'm used to it. I feel uncomfortable not wearing it."

Hei Xia Zi smiled nonchalantly, and under the fat man's understanding gaze, he picked up a piece of garlic pork ribs with chopsticks and put it into Xie Yuchen's bowl.