"Mr. Niu, following the instructions of the head office, the cruise ship returned to Anning Island. But these fools refused to board the ship, what should I do?" Nian Fuli followed with a big question mark.
Niu Xiaotian snickered secretly and asked pretending to be confused: "What are they doing?"
"We dug a lot of holes on the island and worked very hard!"
A mouthful of crab meat almost spurted out. Niu Xiaotian suppressed laughter until his intestines hurt, and asked again: "Did they dig something?"
"There seem to be a few broken bowls."
"This is a good thing!"
"Is it really possible to dig out treasure?"
"Not necessarily, but they are so persistent, you can explain to the superiors." Niu Xiaotian chuckled.
"That's true. However, I really want to know what happened?"
Nian Fuli was very insistent, and he firmly believed that Niu Xiaotian knew this matter better than anyone else.
"Okay, let's find a crew member who slept last night and ask him what he dreamed about."
After typing this line, Niu Xiaotian put down his cell phone and continued chatting with Long Qian and Feng Wancheng while eating.
Fengrao wanted to come over and talk to Niu Xiaotian several times, but her father stopped her with his eyes. He pouted and tapped the plate with a spoon.
Half an hour later, another message came from Nian Fuli. First, there was a sweaty expression, followed by a line of words, "Mr. Niu, you are so terrible. This is really absurd and unruly."
"Hehe, believe it or not, it's up to them, just wait patiently!"
"Okay! Don't worry, I will take them to another port by then."
This person is smart enough, Niu Xiaotian gave him a thumbs up.
By the time the killers returned from digging for treasure on the island, Brother Oda had already left Yuanzhou City, and they couldn't catch up even if they broke their legs.
Ten o'clock!
The dinner is over.
Niu Xiaotian asked everyone to go back to the hotel to rest first, then got into Yun Yiran's car alone and headed to Anhe Hospital to visit his uncle Yun Xiayu who was still hospitalized.
Arriving at the special care ward on the third floor, Yun Xiayu, who had learned the news in advance, was pacing slowly in the room excitedly.
As soon as she saw Niu Xiaotian appear, Yun Xiayu's eyes were wet with tears. She took a few steps over and almost tripped over herself.
Yun Yiran hurriedly held on, feeling distressed and funny at the same time, complaining: "Dad, Xiaotian can't fly anymore, why are you so anxious!"
"Xiao, Xiaotian, that's great, thank you!" Yun Xiayu spoke awkwardly, and tears fell in clusters.
"Uncle, you have become handsome again. Hehe, we look alike."
Niu Xiaotian hugged his uncle affectionately, then took out his mobile phone, took a photo together, and then helped his uncle sit by the bed.
Compared with the last time we met, Yun Xiayu has changed amazingly. She has gained a lot of weight, her complexion is good, and she is energetic.
He was not wearing a hospital gown, but a crisp suit.
It can be seen that Yun Xiayu is a very tidy man and also very strong.
If I hadn't been ill before, I would never have allowed myself to look like that.
"Xiao, Xiaotian, you, you..."
The more excited I became, the more speechless I became.
Yun Yiran found a pen and paper and handed it to his father. Let's write. There will be no barriers to communication!
One spoke and the other wrote, Niu Xiaotian and Yun Xiayu started chatting in this way.
Yun Xiayu wanted to know what happened to her sister after she left home, but unfortunately, Niu Xiaotian didn't know much and didn't hide what she needed to say.
I do not forget to emphasize that my parents are very loving and well known to everyone. They are known as the two heroes of grave robbers and are well-known in the industry.
"Sister's choice may be right. It's rare to find a like-minded partner in life. It's a pity that he left so early. It's only the mercy of the sky." Yun Xiayu wrote, although her hands were shaking a little, but it was vaguely visible that her previous pen calligraphy was also top-notch.
"Why did my dad come to the south?" Niu Xiaotian asked curiously.
This time, Yun Xiayu wrote more words.
The general meaning is that Niu Wu claimed to be an orphan. He heard that money was easier to make in the south, so he came over alone to work hard and look for opportunities to make a fortune.
He is a good-looking man with a generous and loyal personality. He rents a room on the west side of the courtyard of his old house in Haiyan Town.
Two months later, Niu Wu abducted the landlord's eldest daughter, Yun Xiachan. Her parents were very sad about this. They asked around, but there was no trace of her.
Even if the father is bad enough, he can still be classified as a scumbag.
Unable to continue this topic, Niu Xiaotian exaggerated: "I heard from my sister that my uncle's ancient cultural attainments are very deep, to an unfathomable level."
"I used to work in this field, but I'm currently reading a book."
Yun Xiayu finished writing this line with a smile, and then pointed to the thick pile of books on the table, including more than a dozen books.
Niu Xiaotian went over and picked up a book. After just flipping through two pages, he felt his head swell and quickly put it down.
"Uncle, I wonder if you can analyze the content on this piece of paper."
As Niu Xiaotian said, he took out a stack of papers from his arms, pulled out a piece, and handed it over.
It was the so-called map that my father's colleague Bai Chengji handed back to Jinyuan Town last time. It was written by my parents.
The lines drawn with black ink are irregular and messy.
Niu Xiaotian tried to crack it, but failed. Instead, he became more sleepy and fell asleep several times.
My uncle, a scholar of ancient culture, is definitely much better than me, a junior high school dropout.
"Eye, mirror!" Yun Xiayu stretched out his hand.
Yun Yiran quickly got his myopia glasses and put them on his father with his own hands. From this look, he looked more like a scholar.
Yun Xiayu stared at the map, looked at it repeatedly for more than ten minutes, and traced the lines with his fingers, more like entering a practicing state.
Yun Yiran was pleasantly surprised to find that when he was working selflessly, his father looked just like a normal person. This is the power of concentration.
Putting down the drawing, Yun Xiayu picked up another piece of paper and wrote: "This is what my sister drew. It should be a map."
Awesome!
Niu Xiaotian gave a thumbs up, "I'm convinced. The person who gave it to me also said it was a map, but I couldn't understand it."
"Sister likes to use original secret messages. I remember that when I was a child, she often communicated with me in this way." Yun Xiayu wrote one line.
"Haha, according to this, uncle can understand it!" Niu Xiaotian said happily.
Yun Xiayu waved her hand and wrote: "You can try. Over the past many years, some secret messages have been forgotten. You need to recall them carefully, and your brain is not very good!"
"Don't worry, uncle, think about it slowly and tell me the result."
Niu Xiaotian simply gave all the maps to his uncle, so that his family could rest assured.
Yun Xiayu quickly asked his daughter to put it away and put it in the thickest book. This would be his future research project in the ward.
It was midnight and he could not disturb his uncle's rest. Niu Xiaotian got into his cousin's car and returned to Shenghai Hotel.
"Brother, if you have time this time, let's go back to the old house and take a look!"
Yun Yiran mentioned the matter again, and Niu Xiaotian could no longer refuse, otherwise he would appear too callous, so he agreed: "Okay, I'll just have to trouble my cousin and ask for leave again."
"Family, you are so polite. Director Feng originally arranged for me to accompany you. I just thought, everyone has roots, and you should take away the things that my aunt left behind." Yun Yiran said with emotion.
"Well, I will definitely take it back and treasure it."