Daomu Biji

Pan Zi told me that they had been sent to the hospital as soon as possible, and there is no news yet. He reassured me that if they could n’t die, it would n’t die, and if unfortunately hung up, there would be no way.

After listening to it, I felt relieved and sent to the hospital, at least there is hope.

Next, I asked what was going on? He said nothing mysteriously, only that my second uncle would n’t let him talk more about these things with me, but that he was still by the lake. When he came back, he would tell me personally, and then let me rest more. I went out, and it seemed very busy outside.

Several high-rise buildings near Agui ’s house were packed by the second uncle. I saw a lot of old people from the second and third uncles. There were more than 20 people. I remembered the things I saw before by the lake. With hundreds of people, Agui came out of the collapse long ago and was busy working through the needles, but asked him about the situation, he knew nothing.

I had no choice but to do so. I had been resting at Agui's house for two days. After my body recovered, the second uncle came back from the lake.

There were a lot of people who appeared with the second uncle. They turned out to be a few uncles of Changsha. Some of them were mixed with the third uncle. They were all people with heads and faces in our family.

What's going on in my heart? Why did the Wu family come here?

I didn't dare to ask, because the face of the second uncle and those relatives were not good-looking, and they greeted for a while and found that they looked very strange to me.

Second Uncle's appearance was very poor. After a toss, the relatives dispersed. Second Uncle looked at me, hooked my shoulder, and asked me if my body was okay?

I nodded and said okay, so I asked him in a low voice what was the situation. He looked at me, sighed, patted my shoulder, and motioned to go shopping with him.

We came to the stream by the village. He walked all the way and said nothing. He walked to the old burned house before he said, "I have seen your e-mail."

I already felt in my heart that this might be related to the E-mail, so I looked at him and waited for him to continue.

He paused before saying, "Do you believe what you wrote in the letter?"

"What do you say to me? I don't believe it, but I dare not believe it, because I can't think of any other possibility." I said, "Did you get along with Sanshu for so long, did you find anything different?"

The second uncle lit up and looked at me, frowning and not talking.

I said: "This is what other people said, and the third uncle did not deny it personally, so I am not without doubt."

The second uncle still looked at me, and took a few sips of smoke, paused, and suddenly said: "You don't have to doubt, I tell you, this is indeed true."

"Really?" I said, "How are you sure?"

He slowly said: "We have known about this matter for a long time."

I stay there, don't believe my ears.

The second uncle continued: "Xiaoxie, some things are not as simple as you think, but there are many things that are not as complicated as you think."

"If you know, how did you make this happen?" I asked.

He stood silent, then made a gesture, let me continue to walk, handed over something.

I took a look and it was a photo, "This is?"

"Before burning that house, I left a picture. I think it is more appropriate to show you now than it was at that time," he said.

I was stunned. I was stunned. House? Burned? Fuck! No way! Immediately said: "Second Uncle, did you do that?"

Still wanted to speak, but he waved his hand and showed me the picture, "We will not mention those things."

It was a very ordinary black-and-white photo and a group photo. If you take a closer look, there is a strange middle-aged man above, who is talking to Wen Jin, followed by other people from the archaeological team. Middle-aged people are not the people in the photos I have seen before. He is very white and very thin. But I looked familiar.

"This is the photo that Chu Guangtou wants you to see." Ershu said, "I am looking for the one that best explains the problem. I think if there is still no way at all, I have to let you know that the physical evidence will be better than mine. The mouth is more illustrative. "

"This is it?" I can't understand, "What's wrong with this picture?"

"Don't you know this person?" He said, pointing to the stranger.

I looked at the white and thin person, and suddenly remembered who he was, and could not help but ah, "How could it be him? He is not--"

This person has no connection with our story, but it is not an insignificant person. If they appear on a photo with the team of Wen Jin, the specifications of this archaeological team are not the status I think.

We continued our shopping, and Uncle said: "I can't tell you the details, but I can tell you a story. Xiaoxie, sometimes, some things, he is a story, just a story, do you want to listen?"