[Bottle Evil] Fantastic Leman

On the desk, Uncle Lian and the other four people also put down their teacups. Only the third uncle was still holding the tea and sipping it slightly. After seeing our movements, he just raised his eyes and didn't react much.

"The third master came to us today, what's the matter?" Uncle Lian couldn't hold back his mouth, but the flattering smile on his face was still perfect without a single crack.

I shook my head indiscriminately. The third uncle has some tricks to get along all these years, and Uncle Lian obviously doesn't practice enough, so he can't be regarded as an old fox.

A good hunter knows how to let the prey take the initiative.

Passivity is not necessarily a bad thing.

The third uncle put down the white porcelain teacup, and his tone was understated as if he was just talking about today's weather, "Can I see you if I have nothing to do? It's been many years since my brothers got together to chat easily like this .”

"How could it be? I'm afraid you won't see us, Third Master." Uncle Lian seemed to react a lot to Third Uncle's rhetorical question, almost immediately speaking as soon as the ending of Third Uncle's final sound fell, and the smile on his face didn't look like Third Uncle at all. The smile that a relationship deserves in the mouth.

A world that speaks better than it sings.

The third uncle laughed twice when he heard Uncle Lian's words, and sighed, "It's too late to refuse to accept the old, and I have already started to think about living a comfortable life. Now this world is also the world of young people, and it's time for us to retire."

Uncle Lian was stunned for a moment, then gave me a strange look, then nodded agreeingly, "Third Master is right, we should take a good rest."

I met Uncle Lian's gaze, nodded with a slight smile, and took the teacup and blew gently.

He didn't mean to object. It seemed that Uncle San had already vaccinated with his subordinates.

This is the best.

The third uncle was also very satisfied with Uncle Lian's reaction, and turned to look at me, "Xiao Xie, since you are back, should you feel sorry for your third uncle and share the matter for me?"

"Of course, as a nephew, it's right to help uncle."

"Haha, good! If this is the case, then you will help your Uncle Lian a little bit from now on. He is not young, and if you help him, you are helping me." The third uncle stood up and walked towards me, patting my cheek There is a sense of vicissitudes in the shoulders and smile, which has replaced the old anger.

I pursed my lips, the third uncle's meaning couldn't be more obvious, the so-called help actually means asking Uncle Lian to help me.

very cryptic expression.

This is the world that Uncle San lives in.

The third uncle is still in charge of the antique business of the older generation of the Wu family, all of which are black goods, and any one handed over to the police can cause an uproar in the society.There must be a lot of contacts in this kind of business, and they are all people who can't do things in the open but can turn their hands into clouds and rain in secret. Uncle Lian will definitely not be simple.

The help provided to me by Uncle Lian is equivalent to helping me solve more than half of my problems.

The Huo family is a purely commercial business. It is not like the Wu family that even though there is a second uncle on the surface, there is a third uncle running the old business secretly, so the help provided by the third uncle is absolutely not available to Huo Ling.

But it doesn't mean she won't think of countermeasures.

Maybe, I have to trouble Xiao Hua.

After coming out of Sanshu’s shop, the setting sun was already crumbling. The dazzling golden color completely rendered the sky in the west. The shapes of the clouds were ever-changing in the alternation of light and dark. The turquoise green in the daytime is uniquely enchanting and eye-catching.

Poker bottle has been quietly following me, without asking any questions, but it made me feel a lot easier.

Uncle's help is a hot potato, but I can't throw it away.

Can't throw it away, and no one accepts it.

I looked at the beautifully colored lake, stopped and grabbed Poker Bottle, took out my phone and shook it in front of his eyes.

"With such a beautiful view, it would be a shame not to take a photo."

Poker bottle was held back by me, turned around and looked at me, his pure black eyes couldn't see the shadow of the setting sun at all, only my face was clearly reflected in those eyes.

The cold wind by the lake in winter is so bitter that it can almost blow people into the water of West Lake.

I pulled Poker Bottle and stood by the lake, behind me was an orange lake with white spots of light.

The brilliant colors, even if Poker Fing stood there expressionlessly, seemed to be able to be decorated vividly.

I was a little dazed.

Not because of the people and scenes captured by the camera, but because of an unknown exclamation.

Maybe starting tomorrow, I won't be able to be as leisurely as I am now for a long time.

His finger stayed on the camera button for a long time and he couldn't press it down. Suddenly, he was in a trance. When he came back to his senses, the phone had already fallen into the hand of Poker Bottle. There seemed to be a faint smile on his expressionless face.

"It's rare, it's a pity to be alone."

I watched in a daze as Pokerfing switched the camera to the front, and my body was also hugged. By the time I realized it, there was already an extra photo in the phone.

There are two faces, one expressionless, and the other dumbfounded.

Obviously there is no smile, but it makes people feel a kind of happy emotion.

---------Zhang Qi Ling

Orphans are not without relatives, on the contrary, many orphans will be voluntarily recognized relatives.

As for whether to recognize or not, it depends on one's own will.

Two years ago, I met an unreliable man who claimed to be my distant relative, and the only evidence was the same surname as mine.

Zhang Haike.

I feel like a fish in water in Beijing, and I seem to have dealt with the Huo family a lot. The first thing I said when I saw me was, "Give me your authorization, and I can help you get it back, or you will have to be kidnapped by that woman from the Huo family." Dead. Anyway, the same blood is flowing on my body, so how about I kindly help you?"

But I don't trust him.

This time...

I put the phone close to my ear, walked out of Wu Sansheng's shop, and found a quieter place to wait for the call to be connected.

"Hey, Great Writer?"

"Zhang Haike, I need your help."

"Hey wait, don't you bother to ask me for help? What's wrong? Want to get back the copyright? Are you going to give it to me?"

"No." I interrupted Zhang Haike and rubbed the space between my brows, "I won't give you the copyright. I want the copyright and give it to Wu Xie."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Zhang Haike seemed to pause before speaking, his voice seemed to be trembling, "Wu Xie? The third master of the Wu family?"

"Ah."

"Hey, you can do it, Zhang Qiling, even the third young master of the Wu family can recognize him, he's amazing, he's worthy of being a great writer."

I frowned slightly when I heard Zhang Haike's joking voice, suppressed the impatience rising in my heart, and didn't answer his words.

"Come on, don't be angry, I'm just joking, if you ask the Wu family to help, you may have a better chance of winning, and you don't need me..."

"Need." I frowned and interrupted Zhang Haike again, "Wu Erbai is not helpful."

"Wu Erbai didn't agree? Then why did Wu Xie help you?"

"..."

"Okay, I won't ask, so Wu Sansheng agreed to help?"

"Yeah." I glanced at the direction of Wu Sansheng's store and lowered my gaze.

"That's fine. Although it will be a little troublesome, as long as Wu Sansheng decides to help and Wu Xie is smart enough, I will be fine." Zhang Haike seemed relieved and let out a long breath, with a rare serious tone, "When you need help Just give me a call, your number should be in China."

I opened my mouth but didn't respond, Zhang Haike's next sentence interrupted my movements.

"It would have been better to meet and talk, but you definitely don't want Wu Xie to know that you asked me for help, otherwise Wu Xie would call instead of you, so I have to obediently be a secret agent."

Don't you want Wu Xie to know?

I shook my right hand that was in my pocket, and looked up at the sky that was gradually being dyed golden by the westward sun.

"Ah."

When I came out of Wu Sansheng's storefront, the sun was already setting, and the sky was dotted with fire clouds as if splashed with red paint.

He chose to go back on foot just like when he came, Wu Xie kept his eyes down and said nothing, and was a little unusually quiet.

The West Lake faded away from the hustle and bustle of the day, and it looked a little deserted. The lake water reflected the color of the sky, and the red was enchanting. Very elegant.

If you want to compare the West Lake with Xizi, light makeup and thick makeup are always suitable.

The West Lake is not in vain, but it has been so popular that many people have forgotten its original charm, and instead pursued its fame.

Just like people.

As time goes by, the essence of many things has been forgotten, and what is remembered are some useless titles.

Without these titles, I am afraid it would have been abandoned long ago.

The human focus has always been ridiculous.

me too.

It is obvious that Wu Xie can contact Zhang Haike, but because of his own selfish desires, he increases the process and adds trouble. In the end, he doesn't know whether it is helping or not helping.

He didn't want to let himself be so idle, and watched Wu Xie imprison himself in the cage.

So I also want to do my part...

To put it nicely, it's just for my own selfishness.

Suddenly there was a dragging force from my wrist, Wu Xie grabbed me, shook the phone in my hand, and smiled as usual.

Perhaps such a smile will be difficult to see for a long time.

"With such a beautiful view, it would be a shame not to take a photo."

Wu Xie pushed me to the railing by the lake, took two steps back to adjust the distance, pursed the corners of her lips slightly, and looked serious.

The wind by the lake was very strong, raising the corners of Wu Xie's heavy coat in a small arc, and his hair was also a little messy.

The scenery behind is beautiful, but if