69novels Chapter 457 My Lover Is There
Chapter 457 My Lover Is There
Xie Yuchen was lying on the sofa, discussing Wu Xie's travels with Hua Yu.
"Dad, Wu Xie is in the northwest now. There are a lot of people following them!"
"His identity and what's in his body have destined him to have no peace of mind in his life."
"Dad, do you know why Wu Xie is so unlucky? He just hit the road and his SUV broke down!" Xie Yuchen suddenly jumped up from the sofa.
"It's not that he's unlucky, but the potion he took when he was a child, while changing his body, indirectly changed his fate."
Hua Yu sat at the desk and flipped through the account books in her hand. "There's something wrong with the bills for the past few months!"
Zhang Qiling, who was sitting opposite him, took the account book after hearing Hua Yu's words, and kept moving the abacus in his hand.
Xie Yuchen also controlled the water mirror and moved it to Zhang Qiling's head, looking at it carefully.
"This is the bill for the expedition to the palace!"
"The entire palace gate is supported by a child named Gong Shangjiao. I don't know how those old guys can be so complacent." Hua Yu sat on the armrest of Zhang Qiling's stool with his arms folded.
"Dad, all the older people are like this. They just rely on their little seniority to deceive the young people in power. What's more, Gong Shangjiao has been brainwashed by them year after year, and his parents left early and there is no one to take care of him. Isn't he deceived?"
Zhang Qiling stopped fiddling with the abacus, and Hua Yu lowered her arms and placed them on Zhang Qiling's shoulders, "Brother, have you found anything?"
"It doesn't seem like it was done by Yuan Zheng's people, after all, the people around Yuan Zheng were all sent by us.
It is unlikely that it was done by Yuanzheng, because these things are of no use to him, and the medicinal materials in both Zheng Palace and the medical clinic were directly handed over to us by Yuanzheng through Qinggeng after the unification.
Perhaps someone wants to reap the fruits of the expedition by taking advantage of their young age and ignorance."
Zhang Qiling pointed at several expenses on the bill.
"That's right. Yuanzheng wouldn't look down on such cheap stuff." Hua Yu knew it wasn't Yuanzheng's stuff when she saw it for the first time.
Xie Yuchen was quite speechless as he looked at the items on the bill: one pound of Tieguanyin was fifty taels, a pair of Khotan white jade tea cups was fifty taels, fifteen pieces of snow satin were one hundred and forty-eight taels each, and there were even five large gold bracelets???
"When did brother Yuanzheng start liking to use big gold bracelets? Hasn't he always loved silver jewelry? During the Chinese New Year, I even asked someone to go to the Miao people to get a few boxes of silver jewelry." Xie Yuchen always prepared silver jewelry for his brother Yuanzheng. After all, silver is not valuable among them.
"You'll have to ask the person who tricked you into going on an expedition with your brother."
Hua Yu stared at the big gold bracelet, a big gold bracelet with a halo, and he didn't know what kind of person it was. Even if it was a bracelet made of gold wire wrapped with jade, he would not doubt it.
......
After Wu Xie and Fatty Wang followed the man named Peng Ye to the guesthouse, Peng Ye rode away again.
"How did you run into him?"
"Our car exploded nearby. The road was so deserted that we were waiting there hoping someone would pass by, but... "
"No one goes there anymore. You guys must have been cheated!" The host said while eating melon seeds.
Fatty Wang stepped forward and tried to get close to the man, "Brother, give me one too!"
"Hey! What's this? Just a handful of melon seeds. Here! Grab any you want!" The man generously took out the melon seeds from the counter.
Fatty Wang didn't bother to be polite with him. He grabbed a handful and sat back in his original seat and stuffed a handful into Wu Xie's hands.
"Brother, can you tell us about this Brother Peng? It sounds like something big is going on." Fatty Wang looked gossipy.
The man walked out from behind the counter and sat down at their table. "This guy! He's a lunatic!"
Wu Xie and Fatty Wang looked at each other in bewilderment. After all, no matter how you looked at it, Peng Ye was a normal person! How could he become a madman just by eating?
"Don't you disbelieve it!"
The man originally had one foot on a stool, but he put it down, pulled the stool, leaned forward, looked around, and then slowly began to tell the story of the man named Peng Ye.
"He was originally the protector of the Northwest. He followed his father to protect the animals in the Northwest wilderness since he was a child.
Later, his father got into a fight with a poacher from the northwest. His father said that it was his bad luck and he was shot in the heart by the poacher. There was no way to save him. His father was lucky. He held on to his last breath for more than an hour. In the end, his father passed away in his arms.
A few years later, his mother also passed away. She said that she was worried about his dead father and was afraid that he would not be used to the food and living conditions in the underground.
At that time, he was only eighteen years old. "
The pain in Wang Pangzi and Wu Xie's eyes was self-evident, "Then he..."
The man lowered his head and shook it, supporting himself on the table. "That child is a very strong child. He said that at least his mother did not abandon him immediately. Instead, she forced herself to hold on to her sadness until she knew that he had the ability to live, and then she went to accompany his father."
Wu Xie couldn't understand why someone as strong as him would be called a madman by others. "Then why do you call him a madman?"
Thinking of this, the man sighed and said, "Later, he traveled all over the desolate land of the northwest on his own. Whenever he met poachers, he would not force himself on them. Instead, he would notify the police first and then the protection organizations, and he would follow them not far away.
It was not until he was thirty that a red rose that did not belong here blossomed in the desolate northwest. She was so tenacious and beautiful.
After hearing this man's story, Wu Xie's mind flashed with the image of Peng Ye riding the lonely horse in the sunset at dusk, and he encountered the first rhythm in his heart.
"I wonder what that red rose is?" Wu Xie asked cautiously. Perhaps Wu Xie already had the answer in his heart. That rose was the reason why Peng Ye became a madman.
"Fate always likes to play tricks on us!"
The man smiled bitterly and shook his head, then took a sip of tea and said, "That woman is a freelance photographer. She fell in love with Peng Ye on the first day she came to the northwest.
But Peng Ye was a stubborn person, and so was that woman. The two of them just started arguing.
Later, Peng Ye was gradually moved by her and began to soften his temper.
Just when everyone thought that they would hear good news from Peng Ye soon.
Bad luck still hasn't spared Peng Ye!"
The man just looked up at the sunset outside the window and said, "It was a nice day like today!
Peng Ye and the woman rode out on horseback together, and we were all discussing how we should get Peng Ye drunk when he gets married!
No one expected that Peng Ye would come back covered in blood, holding a lifeless woman.
He held her like that and walked back step by step."
The man lowered his head and tried hard to hold back the moisture in his eyes.
"Later we learned from the police that they encountered a group of poachers that day, and Peng Ye was accidentally discovered by them during the encirclement and suppression. The woman blocked the bullet aimed at Peng Ye's heart for Peng Ye.
Just like his father, he died in his arms without leaving even a single last word.
Peng Ye's world completely collapsed. Later, he picked up the woman's camera and stopped chasing the poachers. Instead, he tried his best to capture the extreme scenery. "
Wu Xie and Fatty Wang were also in tears. When a person is about to achieve happiness, everything comes to an abrupt end. Everything is the same as before, without any change.