69novels Chapter 450 Fatty Wang's Red Pants
Chapter 450 Fatty Wang's Red Pants
Xie Yuchen sat in the car and watched Wu Xie disappear from his sight step by step. The moment he turned his head, the message on his mobile phone was sent.
"Let's go!"
The car started slowly and drove away from the gate of the Wu family mansion.
"Hei Xiazi, I have a task for you."
Hei Xia Zi glanced at the rearview mirror. Xie Yuchen closed his eyes and leaned back in the back seat. "Xiao Hua'er, please speak!"
"If Wu Xie comes to you for help, you should help if you can."
Hei Xia Zi didn't expect Xie Yuchen to say something like this, "I thought you wanted me to stop helping Wu Xie."
"He is just a poor man who has lost his name, his appearance, and the life he should have had.
He became a substitute living for someone else, and after integrating into the other person's life, he was told that he was just an imposter.
Even if he knew the truth, he could no longer go back to his original life."
Hei Xiazi grinned, "Xiao Huaer, this is Wu Xie's fate! You can only blame him for having bad luck! From the very beginning, everyone was trying to stop him from embarking on this journey home with no end, but he was so stubborn and insisted on going on.
Everyone will not give up until they hit the wall. But such people will eventually die at the foot of the wall.
Xiaohua, you have done enough for him. Don't blame yourself anymore. Your deal with Wu Erbai is limited to ensuring Wu Xie's life is worry-free."
After Wu Xie and Fatty Wang returned to the Wu family mansion, they packed their luggage and prepared to leave.
"Wu Xie, what are your plans next?"
Fatty Wang, just like his former uncle, was knitting red shorts with needle and thread.
"Where did you learn this habit of knitting red shorts? Also, won't it be creepy when you wear these woolen underwear?" After Wu Xie put his clothes in order, he saw the needle and thread in Fatty Wang's hand, as well as the bright red ball of wool.
"I learned this from my uncle who is a tomb raider. We didn't wear these red shorts before, otherwise everything we did would be smooth sailing." Fatty Wang said this in a serious manner.
"Really, Wu Xie, you have to believe me! My uncle went to heaven and earth wearing red shorts, and he always came back safely in the end."
Fatty Wang even held the half-knitted pair of pants against Wu Xie's waist and abdomen, "Don't worry about it getting stretched. I'll rinse it a few more times when the time comes."
Wu Xie quickly pushed away Wang Pangzi's hand that was holding the needle, "Alright! We are just going to travel in the desert, we are going to relax, how can we encounter any danger?"
Wu Xie closed his suitcase and called the only clerk in the store, "Wang Meng, your fat uncle and I are going to travel in the desert. You can stay at home and look after the store!"
Wang Meng on the other end of the phone was hung up before he could say anything.
"Fatty, are you ready? You can knit your pants after you get on the train!"
Wu Xie stood in the courtyard with his suitcase. He looked at this square place where he had spent his short twenty-six years of life.
Who would have thought that just accompanying my uncle on a trip to Mountain Province would lead to everything heading in an unknown direction.
Finally!
Wu Xie has no family left. His parents are not his own parents. His grandmother is still in the intensive care unit of the hospital, relying on machines to survive. His second uncle committed suicide in prison to protect the Wu family. His third uncle changed his name and disappeared in order to escape the control of the people behind him.
"Hahahaha! Third Uncle, I'm here! Come and catch me!"
Wu Xie's eyes flashed with the scene when he was a child, where his third uncle and he were laughing and playing here. His second uncle was standing at the door of the main hall watching them, and his grandmother and grandfather were sitting inside, sipping tea carefully under the service of Xiao Cui.
Everything had disappeared, and Wu Xie saw him and his third uncle sitting on the doorstep again. His third uncle was holding a Jinpo bone in his hand and asking him to smell it.
"This is a good thing! Your uncle has been running around for so many years and only received such a small piece!"
Wu Xie was so ignorant at that time, "Uncle San! Isn't this just a piece of bone? There are bones everywhere at the meat stalls in the vegetable market, how did it become a treasure in your mouth!"
Wu Xie watched as his Third Uncle stretched out his hand to hit him on the head, but finally put his hand down awkwardly amidst the coughing of his Second Uncle, "Second Brother! I am really pissed off by this little bastard!"
"He's a little bastard, what are you? A big bastard? What's your father? An old bastard?"
Uncle Er flashed, and no one knew where he suddenly pulled out a thick and sturdy branch. Then, without hesitation, he instantly completed the zero-frame starting posture at a dazzling speed. The branch in his hand made a sharp sound and hit Uncle San fiercely like a flash of lightning.
At the same time, Wu Xie stood quietly aside, looking at the scene with a dull look.
Suddenly, old and vague memories came to his mind like a tide, flashing and interweaving before his eyes.
Those bits and pieces that have happened, there are laughter, tears, and countless warm and touching moments...
However, just when these memories seemed to be becoming clear, they became like a dream bubble. In the blink of an eye, they turned into wisps of misty smoke and gradually dissipated in the vast world, leaving no trace of them.
At this time, Wu Xie and Fatty Wang were standing side by side in front of the tall and heavy gate of the Wu family's old house.
Wu Xie lowered his head slightly, holding the handle of his suitcase tightly with one hand and resting his other hand lightly on the handle of the suitcase. Then, he slowly raised his feet and began to walk down the steps in front of the door step by step.
When he finally reached the last step, his steps stopped involuntarily. Wu Xie slowly turned his head and looked deeply at the majestic and elegant Wu family mansion behind him with a complex and incomprehensible look.
This ancient building, which carries the family's history and glory, looks so solemn and dignified at this moment that it makes people feel awe.
"Wu Xie, let's go! If we delay any longer, I'm afraid we will miss the trip! Besides, we're not leaving and never coming back!" Fatty Wang anxiously urged Wu Xie to leave quickly, and at the same time reached out and pulled Wu Xie's arm.
Hearing the fat man's call, Wu Xie came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream. He nodded and walked towards the taxi that had been waiting for a long time not far away.
When they arrived in front of the car, the driver came forward to help open the door enthusiastically, and took the suitcase from Wu Xie's hand and carefully placed it in the trunk at the rear of the car. After everything was settled, Wu Xie bent down and got into the car, sitting firmly in the seat.
With a slight roar of the engine, the taxi slowly started and drove forward. Wu Xie stared through the car window at the Wu family's old house that was getting farther and farther away. Seeing it getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappearing completely from his sight, Wu Xie couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.
Even after Wu Xie got on the train to the northwest, he was still looking through the train window towards the direction of the Wu family's old house.
How could he possibly let it go? That was his childhood, the symbol of his former happiness!
Fatty Wang walked in from the compartment with two bowls of instant noodles. "Wu Xie, let me tell you something! There are so many people on this train! I can barely even make some noodles!"
Fatty Wang looked at Wu Xie who was looking into the distance, and put the instant noodles on the table while talking to himself, "Wu Xie, if you don't eat this noodles now, they will fall apart! There is no hot water in the car now! If you want to eat it later, you can only eat noodles!"
Wu Xie retracted his gaze and looked at the steaming instant noodles on the table, "Thanks, Fatty!"