Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

Wang Pangzi, still standing in the corner with the snowplow still covering his face, yelled: "You guys better watch out! You'd better dig out those sticky rice cakes and big meat buns from my snowdrift!!!"

Still feeling uneasy, I figured those two wouldn't care about anything else once they started fighting, so I put down what I was doing and began to reinforce the natural refrigerator in this corner.

Protecting food security is everyone's responsibility!

Wu Xie was enjoying the show when he suddenly heard a familiar ringtone.

Oh, the cell phone I left in the room rang.

It was as loud as a death knell.

Ignoring the flour all over my hands, I hurriedly picked up the phone, checked the caller ID, and realized I didn't recognize the number...

Xie Yuchen gave him a questioning look.

Before Wuxie could answer, the phone automatically disconnected due to prolonged silence.

Then, just a few seconds later, it started playing again.

This time, the other party wasn't kept waiting long; Wu Xie answered the call after it rang for a short while.

The person on the other end clearly breathed a sigh of relief when they realized the call had been answered.

"Young Master San?"

A rough male voice, tinged with a hint of caution, asked to confirm.

"Huh? Pan Zi?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Panzi finally relaxed. Who knows how bewildered he was to experience the change of all things and the coldness of people as soon as he returned to Hangzhou.

The nemesis those grandsons were talking about is my gentle and quiet third master?

What kind of joke is this?

After questioning Third Master's confidants, they were even more dumbfounded.

What does it mean that Little Third Master thought Third Master was dead, and then took drastic measures to reorganize the gang?

Who are you talking about?

Who used drastic measures?

Being contacted only through one channel, Wu Sansheng's trusted confidants were helpless. By the time they received the news, Young Master San had already firmly grasped the heads of several major gambling dens.

They had no idea whether this was arranged by Third Master, nor did they know where to ask for information. At this moment, they were at a loss for words when faced with Pan Zi's expression that seemed to say, "Are you kidding me?"

This is absolutely outrageous...

So, their young master mutated?

Pan Zi didn't linger and headed straight for Wu Shan Ju...

The news we received was that the boss had been away for several months...

At once……

It wasn't until the call connected that Panzi managed to calm down, find her voice, and was just about to speak...

"Holy crap! Pan Zi, you're still alive??? Where the hell have you been for the past six months?"

Where is my third uncle?

Is he still alive?

Where did he die?

Did you bring the ashes back?

"Did you go to the branch? Don't worry, I held it all. How about that, awesome, right?"

Pan Zi, who hadn't been able to get a word in edgewise, was choked half to death. "Third Master, this doesn't seem to be the script you gave me!"

what to do????

He should have known long ago. Ever since Lao Hai, whom Third Master had sent to inform the young Third Master about Fourth Grandfather, lost contact with him as soon as he entered Hangzhou, he should have known that things weren't going according to Third Master's plan...

What went wrong?

Panzi really couldn't handle this kind of brain-intensive work, and since Third Master wasn't around, he could only grit his teeth and revert to the original path.

"Third Master, Third Master is fine, he's just busy right now and can't get away. Where are you now? Third Master has asked you to do something for him, we need to meet up in Changsha as soon as possible."

Should I jump off the train for him to escape the police?

Wu Xie's phone was on speakerphone. The friends had stopped fooling around and were now making dumplings while watching Wu Sansheng write a script to fool the kids.

At once……

Is this a complete scam?

Let's skip to Lao Hai talking about Fourth Grandfather and the auction of the Snake-Eyebrow Bronze Fish. (Wasn't he arrested by the security department as soon as he entered Hangzhou?)

He lied, without any reason, saying that his third uncle had something to do and asked his eldest nephew to help.

Su Li: I, so naive, am really unlucky to have an uncle like this...

"Me? I'm traveling! I'm a bit far away, I probably won't have time to go back."

"Travel, tourism???"

If I remember correctly, Third Master thought Third Master was dead, right?

He actually has the mood to travel?!

"Um... Uncle San hasn't shown up for so long, I thought he was... Sigh~ I just wanted to change my environment and my mood."

He even pretended to choke up a couple of times while speaking, making it seem like Wu Sansheng had really died.

Xie Yuchen's lips twitched as he listened. Wu Xie's mouth was really good at talking now.

黑瞎子得意：嘿嘿，黑爷果然是最会教徒弟的人！！！?0?0(?0?7?0?7)?0?6

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone. For a moment, Panzi was actually confused, thinking that what the young master said made sense...

"Where are you? This is very important to Third Master. I'll come get you right now!"

No matter how the discussion goes astray, Pan Zi remains steadfast in his determination to complete the mission.

"northeast……"

"What?"

Changbai Mountain.

"?"

Is it such a coincidence?

"Wait a minute, what's this place called again?" Wu Xie suddenly paused, then asked absentmindedly, covering the microphone.

"A small mountain village," Fatty Wang replied as he placed the oddly shaped dumplings that Su Li and Zhang Qiling had made on the bamboo mat.

Looking at the pile of ugly things next to his neat and beautiful white dumplings, Xie Yuchen felt an eyeache. The child was quite clever at other things, but cooking and such...

A complete failure, cut from the same cloth as Zhang Qiling...

"Which small mountain village? I'll be right there."

Fortunately, the place Third Master arranged was in that area, so he could go and meet up with Young Third Master first, and then talk about other things.

"It's just a small mountain village."

"Which small mountain village? Does the village have a name? What is it called?"

Everyone present:...

I want to laugh! Hold it in!

"This small mountain village is called Small Mountain Village, and next to it is another village called Big Mountain Village..."

Wu Xie answered him in a weak, flat voice.

"Haha, this name, this name is quite, quite good."

Pan Zi gave an awkward laugh; this whole thing was...

After the phone call ended, the room was almost filled with the laughter of Hei Xiazi and Wang Pangzi. Su Li was so happy that she slapped the table, her little face turning red with joy.

The remaining three, though not as exaggerated, all smiled in unison.

"Quick, quick, praise me! Is this the place the blind man found?" Black Bear laughed and gave himself a thumbs up.

The local people are kind and honest, the scenery is beautiful, and even the names are so unique. The blind man is truly amazing!

Wu Xie couldn't help but feel happy when he thought that Pan Zi's doubt about life was the same as Wu Sansheng's impending doubt about life.

Hmph, this old man, once he shows his face, let's see how he runs away.

Shuri clapped her hands.

"I knew he was up to something during the New Year again. Luckily we ran fast. If he ruins my New Year again, I'm not a Su!!!"

Master Su broke down: My child!!! Don't you want your master anymore???

It's clear that the child harbors a lot of resentment about being forced to leave home during the last Chinese New Year. Even after a year, he still grits his teeth when talking about it.