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

During the Dragon Boat Festival, the streets were bustling with people. Fatty was standing under the Leifeng Pagoda with Yuncai, and the surging crowds of people kept passing by them.

"Oh my God, isn't the Dragon Boat Festival to commemorate Qu Yuan? Why are all these people crowding into Leifeng Pagoda? Do they really think they can see White Snake?"

The fat man carefully held the cloud in his arms, fearing that the tourists passing by would bump into the cloud.

"Yuncai, it's okay, don't be afraid, I'll hold your hand and make sure you don't get hurt."

"Fat brother, there's nothing to see in this Leifeng Pagoda. All the people coming and going are people. We can't see the Leifeng Pagoda. All we see are heads. Let's go back."

"Okay, then let's go find Tian Zhen and go with him to spend the Dragon Boat Festival with Xiao Ge."

"okay."

The fat man pushed away the crowd blocking their way and pulled Yuncai down the stairs. When they finally squeezed out of the crowd, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the bustling streets, they walked hand in hand in the crowded crowd. Occasionally their eyes met and they smiled at each other, their emotions rippling in the breeze.

"Tian Zhen, please give me a drink of water. It's only May and Hangzhou is so hot. I'm almost dying of thirst after walking around outside."

Wu Xie glanced at the panting fat man, stood up with a smile, took out two bottles of mineral water from the small refrigerator and handed them to him.

The fat man took it, unscrewed one of the bottles, and placed it in Yuncai's hand with a smile.

"Drink some water. Your face is all red from all the sweating."

He raised his hand and gently wiped the sweat from Yuncai's forehead with his sleeve. Yuncai stood there with a smile and let him do what he wanted.

Wu Xie looked at the fat man with a smile on his face and rolled his eyes speechlessly at the sky, which was noticed by the fat man who happened to turn his head to look at him.

"Hey, Tian Nai, you are jealous. Who told you not to travel with Xiao Bai? Now you deserve to be fed dog food."

"She's traveling with her parents, so what's the point of me going with them?"

"You are their future son-in-law, so it would be very reasonable for you to go with them. Maybe the old couple wants you to go, but they are just embarrassed to tell you."

"Come on, the last time I went to Xiaobai's house to deliver something, the way Xiaobai's father looked at me was really scary."

The look in Bai Haotian's father's eyes flashed through Wu Xie's mind, and he shuddered uncontrollably. He shook his head to drive away the horrifying image in his mind.

The fat man looked at his exaggerated movements, patted his shoulder with a smile, and continued to joke.

"You, in the eyes of outsiders, are the third master of the Wu family, and everyone treats you with respect, but in the eyes of Xiaobai's father, you are just a pig that stole Xiaobaicai's cabbage.

You see, they worked so hard to raise their cabbage, and before they could enjoy the fruits of their labor, you, a pig, took it away from them. You would definitely not be happy if you were in their shoes."

"Go away, you are the pig. I am so annoyed."

Wu Xie slapped Fatty's hand away, then fell onto the sofa next to him, lying there with a sigh of contentment.

"Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, shall we go and celebrate with our brother?"

Fatty picked up the notebook on the table and flipped through it. Wu Xie had written and drawn on it, all messy and disorganized things.

"Okay, Cloud, are you going?"

"I won't go. You guys go ahead. I'll rest here for a while and then go back."

Yuncai waved her hands hurriedly, as if she was afraid that if she was a little late, she would be dragged by the fat man towards Zhang Qiling's home.

"Okay then, Tian Zhen, give the key to Yun Cai."

"it is good."

Wu Xie took out the key from his pocket and handed it to Yuncai. Yuncai waved with a smile, watched them go away, then walked towards Wu Xie's house with the key.

They bought all kinds of food and drinks at the market, and faced the scorching sun, and pushed open the door of Zhang Qiling's house.

"Brother, Tian Zhen and I are here to spend the holiday with you. We bought some Maotai and are going out to drink."

The fat man's loud voice echoed in the courtyard. Zhang Qiling heard his voice, walked out of the room, and stood on the second-floor balcony to watch them.

Wu Xie looked up at him, shook the food in his hand with a smile, and pointed at the bottle of wine in the fat man's hand.

"Come down and have a drink."

Zhang Qiling nodded, turned around and strode down the stairs, and met Zhang Yecheng who was walking out of the room at the stairs.

"Young man, Mr. Zhang, come here quickly, both of you."

"Here I come. I can smell the wine. What snacks did you buy?"

Zhang Yecheng sat down first, staring at the Maotai in the fat man's hand, and felt as if the glutton in his stomach was about to be aroused.

"Open it quickly, what are you waiting for?"

"There are no wine glasses."

The fat man ignored Zhang Yecheng's urging and looked around for the shadow of the wine glass.

"In the kitchen, I'll get it."

Zhang Qiling stood up, walked around Wu Xie who was fiddling with the food and went outside. He took four small wine glasses from the kitchen cabinet, washed them and walked back.

"Here we are, hurry up, little brother. Old Zhang can't wait any longer."

The fat man took the wine glass from Zhang Qiling's hand with a smile, poured a full glass and handed it to him under Zhang Yecheng's expectant gaze.

Zhang Yecheng picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The aroma of the wine lingered in his nose and mouth, and the wine flowed smoothly down his throat and into his stomach.

"Mmm, it smells good. This Moutai is different. It smells especially good."

"Even if the wine tastes good, you can't drink too much. Today is a festival, so you can only drink a little and not get drunk."

Wu Xie took the bottle away in time, and Zhang Yecheng's outstretched hand grabbed nothing, and a look of displeasure suddenly appeared on his face.

"You keep meddling in other people's affairs all the time. My little brat is back, and you still want to take care of me."

"Well, because the little brother won't care about you."

"Humph!"

Zhang Yecheng snorted in dissatisfaction, which made Wu Xie and Fatty burst out laughing. Zhang Qiling silently watched Wu Xie and Zhang Yecheng bickering.

In a trance, he seemed to see Zhang Hanyan arguing with Zhang Yecheng.

He closed his eyes, calmed his restless mind, ate and drank in silence, watching Wu Xie, Fatty and Zhang Yecheng playing games.

"Stick! Tiger, chicken! Drink!"

"Okay, okay, I'll drink it. Alas, I'm old after all. I can't beat you youngsters."

Zhang Zhang Yecheng drank a full glass of wine while muttering to himself, and at an angle where Wu Xie and Fatty couldn't see, he showed a smug smile.

After Zhang Yecheng lost ten times in a row and was about to pick up the bottle to pour some wine, Zhang Qiling suddenly stepped forward and held the bottle down tightly.

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at him in confusion. They were already a little bewildered and for a moment they couldn't react to what he meant.

"He lost on purpose."

The brief and powerful words accurately exposed Zhang Yecheng's little scheme, causing a hint of embarrassment to appear on his face.