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Chapter Thirty-Three: Guest

After a busy day, I finally received some goods. This was the first time that Xiao Yu went to the mountain to collect herbs. Although he didn't collect much, he didn't come back empty-handed. In the Medicine King's inheritance, these medicinal materials are just the most basic herbs.

According to the current development of society, these herbs can be purchased in ordinary pharmacies, but their efficacy is not as good as wild ones because most of them are artificially grown.

"Xiao Yu, are you going to be a Taoist priest or a doctor in the future? Why do you catch ghosts and collect medicines? I feel like you know a lot of things, but I know nothing," Xiao Jie asked curiously.

"Who said catching ghosts and collecting herbs means that I will become a Taoist priest or a doctor in the future? I don't do that now, I just go to school and prepare to get into a good university, then go to the city, see many high-rise buildings, and take my parents to Tiananmen Square

, see ***, go see the sea.”

Going to Tiananmen has been Xiao Yu’s wish since he was a child. When he and his grandfather got together early, his grandfather said that he would take him there when he grew up, but before he grew up, his grandfather left first, but this

I hope Xiao Yu will never forget it! There is also the vast sea. Grandpa said that the sea is vast and boundless, and there are immortals living in it.

Xiao Jie nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, yes, I want to be a soldier when I grow up. I want to be a soldier and protect the country."

Two children, one with a backpack on their backs, walked on the mountain road, facing the cold wind, leaving their laughter and laughter in the empty mountain forest, gradually going further and further away, and disappeared at the end of the dense forest.

It was around four o'clock in the afternoon when Xiao Yu returned home. At this time in the countryside, it was already dinner time. However, when Xiao Yu walked to the door of the courtyard, he saw a motorcycle parked at the door, and there were two others younger than him.

children chasing in the yard.

"Who is here?" Xiao Yu doubtfully put the basket in the corner and walked into the room.

After entering, he saw that it was his third uncle who came. Xiao Yu's biological father was the eldest, Xiao Qiang was the second, and there were two younger brothers below. The person who came was none other than Xiao Yu's third uncle.

Xiao Yu went to his third uncle's house when he was six years old. Five or six years have passed in the blink of an eye. The third uncle was high-spirited at the time, but now he looks much older, with gray hair and many wrinkles on his face.

"Third uncle, third mother, you are here," Xiao Yu greeted politely as soon as he entered the door.

"Hey, this is Xiao Yu. I didn't expect to grow so tall."

When Xiao Yu's third uncle saw Xiao Yu, he stood up hurriedly and happily, came to Xiao Yu's side, and pulled Xiao Yu, as if he was seeing a relative he hadn't seen for a long time, his face was full of love.

Xiao Yu has a good impression of his third uncle, because he is the only one who gave him ten yuan as a gift when he went to pay New Year greetings. Although they have not interacted with each other in these years, Xiao Yu remembers the ten yuan clearly.

, I seem to have heard that the third uncle and his wife had a quarrel over the ten dollars.

The third uncle's wife is an authentic rural person, average-looking, a bit dissatisfied with the poor and loves the rich. When Xiao Yu went there, the other party thought that Xiao Qiang wanted to give Xiao Yu to their care, so they never gave her a good look. But now

I'm afraid I have already forgotten this matter.

"Xiao Qiang, you are so convinced. My eldest brother left and left you a son. Xiao Yu is a sensible child at first glance. I don't know how happy I would be if my eldest brother and his wife were still here." Xiao Yu's third aunt sighed.

.

The third aunt's words immediately silenced the room. Both Xiao Qiang and Xiao Yu's third uncle looked ugly. After all, they were brothers. They had been gone for so many years. It was impossible not to miss them.

Xiao Qiang was silent for a moment and then said, "It's all life! Fortunately, the eldest brother left his flesh and blood. I can raise his son for him, which can be regarded as an explanation for the eldest brother."

"Hey... let's not talk about it anymore. Everything has passed. Natural and man-made disasters are unavoidable for us. Now as long as Xiao Yu is well, it will be fine," Xiao Yu's third uncle said.

"Yes, yes, let's not talk about it, it's the Chinese New Year."

Aunt Xiao Yu also knew that she had said something she shouldn't have said. She stood up, pulled out a large handbag, took out two sets of clothes and said, "Xiao Yu, come here, try on the clothes I bought for you. I haven't seen you in several years.

You have grown so tall and you don’t know whether your clothes are suitable or not.”

"Hey, come on, why are you buying this? Xiao Yu has clothes," Xiao Qiang said angrily, but the expression on his face was still a bit surprised.

"Thank you, Third Aunt..." Xiao Yu smiled, stepped forward to take the clothes, looked at them, and then took them into the back room.

The house was very lively tonight because there were two more adults and two children. The two children should be seven or eight years old. They kept pulling Xiao Yu and asking Xiao Yu to play with them, and Xiao Yu was also happy to accompany them.

The two Xiao guys started playing hide-and-seek in the house. However, around ten o'clock in the evening, Xiao Yu suddenly received an unexpected phone call.

"Xiao Yu, oh, you really hit the mark. Do you still remember Mayor Wang's wife, right?"

"Remember, what happened?" Xiao Yu said.

"Something happened. The mayor and his wife had a quarrel this afternoon. His wife couldn't think of anything and jumped off the building. They were on the third floor. She jumped and fell to her death. Now the town is going crazy."

Xiao Yu took a long breath after hearing this. He originally thought that he had reminded the mayor and this matter could be resolved, but now it seems that he still underestimated the conflict between them.

"Uncle Huang, what do you mean by calling me?"

"Oh, by the way, the mayor said, let me bring you a message. He seemed to want you to go to his home and have a look. He was also frightened by this incident. There is a funeral at home now."

"I'm not going, the Chinese New Year is in a few days, it's so far away," Xiao Yu refused directly.

After hearing Xiao Yu's rejection, Director Huang pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, let me see if this matter is urgent or not. If it's not urgent, let's wait until after the New Year. It's probably okay. He's just worried, so I'll just

Let me remind you to be prepared."

"Okay, let's wait for a while. It won't happen so quickly. It's best to wait until after the Chinese New Year. I have guests at my house now and it's not convenient to leave," Xiao Yu said directly.

Although Xiao Yu prefers making money, the Chinese New Year is about to begin. The village is busy killing pigs and killing chickens. Besides, all the migrant workers have returned, and there is an endless stream of people coming to visit every day.

I don't want to run so far in the cold.

But I don’t want to go, that is if nothing happens. If something happens, I still have to go. After all, it’s not that easy to be an orphan in Maoshan. There is another reason, that is, he is the mayor of the town, probably the village chief.

You have to nod and bow when you go there, let alone yourself.

At this time, at the mayor's house, preparations were being made for the wedding. There was a coffin in the middle of the house, and wreaths were placed on both sides of the house. The mayor seemed to have aged more than ten years overnight, and his expression was dull, as if he had not recovered from this incident.

Relax and calm down.

Beside the coffin, Wang Junjie was kneeling in mourning, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and he looked particularly sad.

Because he was the mayor, prominent people from the surrounding villages came to pay their respects. For a while, the mayor's home seemed like a happy event, and it was overcrowded. The three-story building was filled with prominent people nearby.


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