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Chapter 493

Return to Xingwang Village and park the car in the village compound.

Niu Xiaotian walked back home with Dongyue with his head held high and a defiant step.

Throwing the car keys to An Yue who was playing with her mobile phone on the kang, Niu Xiaotian came to sit in the yard and arranged for Xia Hua to make a cup of tea. He crossed his legs, smoked a cigarette and raised his chin, acting like a boss.

An Yue got off the kang and saw this scene from the window, which was completely incomprehensible.

Could it be said that this kid went out and made 100 million?

No, you have to ask for clarification.

Anyue went out and sat down opposite Niu Xiaotian. She frowned and asked, "Xiaotian, how did you become such a virtuous person? You are so arrogant."

"My surname is Niu."

"Tch, let's put it this way, my surname is An, so I am content with the status quo."

"Hehe, it can also be said that poverty leads to happiness."

"Go, go, tell me, what's going on?" Anyue asked.

"Little Yueyue!"

Um?

Anyue's eyes widened. He even changed his name for that brat. He really wanted to rush over with a cannon punch and hit him black-eyed.

"If you say it, you have to be steady. I just learned that I have an extraordinary background, and I am also a general, and I have a great background!" Niu Xiaotian raised his head proudly, and only his lower eyelids could be seen.

"Could it be that your father was a former city leader?"

Anyue was dubious and quickly searched for a leader with the surname Niu in his mind. There was one, but the age didn't match.

"Hehe, although he is not a city leader, he is also an industry elite and respected by others. He once left a brilliant name in Fengjiang City!"

Niu Xiaotian waved his hand and proudly recounted the experience of meeting Bai Chengji at a fast food restaurant in Jinyuan Town, vividly.

My parents used to work at Fengjiang City Cultural Relics Research Institute, and they were famous tomb robbers!

In other words, Brother Xiaotian is supposed to be from the city, and he accidentally drifted into Xingwang Village with the wind, that's all!

Looking at Niu Xiaotian's stinky fart, An Yue was both amused and distressed.

What’s funny is that Niu Xiaotian’s parents are just two small staff members of a state-owned institution and have nothing to show off.

What is distressing is that an orphan is looking for self-confidence, and even a little bit of the aura of his parents makes him feel like he is wearing a yellow robe.

"Xiaotian, what you should be concerned about is why your parents gave up a good job to come to a place like this and settle for an ordinary job." An Yue reminded.

Niu Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, yes, why did Jiang Liwan have to hide?

Anyue misunderstood, and felt even more distressed. She quickly corrected her, "It's too complicated. Let's keep it in mind for later! I guessed it right. You have good genes to perform so well."

"I also settled an old debt." Niu Xiaotian shook the transfer record, "It's like two thousand yuan falling from the sky, picked up for nothing!"

"Xiaotian, listen to me, don't talk about your parents' situation everywhere."

Anyue reminded her seriously, and Niu Xiaotian scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Why?"

"They must have something going on. It's puzzling to come to the countryside to escape from the world. Don't be unhappy. They may be fugitives, or they may be hiding cultural relics, or they may be under some kind of threat that they can't fight against." Anyue analyzed carefully.

After all, Anyue was mature enough to consider the issue. Niu Xiaotian looked a little wilted and nodded.

It is impossible to hide cultural relics privately.

Niu Xiaotian had lived in the old house for eighteen years and was familiar with everything there, including a piece of soil, a bug, and even a blade of grass. If there were good things, he would have discovered them long ago.

In fact, my parents didn't even leave a piece of paper with writing on them, and they didn't give any instructions before they died.

But the other two speculations are very possible.

No matter what his parents did, it was definitely not Niu Xiaotian's fault.

If you don’t think about it anymore, it will only increase your worries!

After dinner, Niu Xiaotian still swung his arms and went out for a walk, chatting and chatting with the villagers. Under the big locust tree, the place where the laughter was still the most concentrated.

Niu Xiaotian grew up here, and some of the habits he developed in rural life are engraved in his bones.

Back home, Niu Xiaotian found that there was an extra quilt on the kang in the east room, and there was an extra woman in pajamas.

It was Anyue, she simply moved here from the West Wing.

Niu Xiaotian was puzzled, what was wrong with Ermei, but An Yue insisted on sleeping in the same room as him.

"Sister, are you not afraid of Yang Shuimei's dead man anymore?" Niu Xiaotian joked.

"I've developed the courage to fool around with you a long time ago." An Yue rolled her eyes and said, "Xiaotian, I met Jiang Liwan today and asked me about you."

"What are you asking about?"

"She said that when you were a child, you often had nightmares and screamed at night. She asked if the problem has changed now?"

"Nonsense, I don't have nightmares. Besides, how did she know about it? She has never lived in her house." Niu Xiaotian waved his hand.

"I said, you have a problem with sleeping, you like to hold other people's arms." An Yue smiled mischievously.

"Sister, you are just asking for it!" Niu Xiaotian's eyes widened.

"Haha, I did it on purpose. I pissed her off, that nosy old woman." An Yue laughed happily, "I saw her face turned black and she almost knocked down a telephone pole while walking."

Alas, that's your mother, she's talking too much.

This matter could only be a showdown between Jiang Liwan and Niu Xiaotian. He would not care anyway. He went out to take a shower and returned to the house, still playing with his phone with his legs crossed.

After finding the chat history with Ah Sheng, Niu Xiaotian opened the photos of the truck driver and the social sister.

Both of them are unlucky and short-lived. Analyzing their birth dates, they have one thing in common: they are destined to have evil stars in the sky.

The characteristic of this kind of person is that he has a weak will and is easily bewitched by evil spirits.

"Brother Sheng, I'm back from my old house!" Niu Xiaotian sent a message.

After a while, Ah Sheng replied, "Brother, did you find anything?"

"I'm entering the house."

"I haven't been back for half a year and haven't cleaned up."

Niu Xiaotian sent a photo and typed a line: "What is written on this wall?"

After a pause of about two minutes, Ah Sheng sent a line of text, "My dad likes to practice calligraphy, especially cursive writing. One day he would write on the wall with a big brush. To be honest, I don't know what he wrote.

, let alone studied it.”

Ah Sheng became sensitive, and then there was another message, "Brother, what do you think it looks like?"

"I think what's written on it is a curse." Niu Xiaotian pointed out.

Ah Sheng was frightened, and it took him a long time to reply with a big question mark, expressing his confusion.

"Did the second elder believe something?"

Niu Xiaotian originally typed the words "crooked ways", but after thinking about it, he deleted it because Ah Sheng must understand what he meant.

After a long time, Ah Sheng finally replied.

"Brother reminds me, I remembered something. I must have been ten years old at that time. One day when I got up in the middle of the night, I smelled the smell of burning incense, and it seemed that someone was crying. So, I sneaked into the yard, stood at the crack of the window and looked inside

, still quite shocked.”

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