Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

Around 9 p.m., after countless fireworks had been set off, the market began to disperse. After all, those who had gathered were mostly people from nearby villages and towns, and it would be inconvenient to go home any later.

On the way back, the group chatted incessantly, their car filled with snacks and toys, all the way from the county town back to their small mountain village.

Even Jie Qi, who was driving, had his young master wearing adorable little hair clips, ensuring that everyone was neatly dressed and no one was left out.

A specially customized multi-seat commercial vehicle came to a smooth stop at the gate, its bright headlights illuminating an unidentified object at the entrance.

"Pan Zi?"

As soon as Wu Xie got out of the car, he saw Pan Zi, who was wearing a dark green military overcoat, squatting at the door eating a hard steamed bun.

A tall, burly man with a stubble beard and dark circles under his eyes squatted by the door, shivering as he ate a steamed bun or something...

At once……

That's pretty tragic...

The poor man hadn't even swallowed a bite of steamed bun when he heard the sound, looked up, and almost burst into tears.

"Young Master San~"

Even more pitiful...

"Panzi, why didn't you call me before coming over so late at night?"

Pan Zi stared at Wu Xie with a resentful look, making Wu Xie feel a little guilty. She took out her phone to check...

It's too cold, I'm turning off my phone...

"Cough cough cough, come in, come in and talk."

This whole thing is so embarrassing.

Pan Zi stood up and stretched his limbs, nodded to everyone, and remained unfazed by the strange little ornaments on the heads of the big shots.

Then, he addressed Su Li, who had a small sapling hair clip on his head, with great respect, calling him "Young Master Li." Clearly, he remembered the bet he made with Su Li at the Lu Palace, and his address was very sincere.

Wu Xie beckoned Pan Zi to come inside and warm up, saying that he was over forty and shouldn't get too cold.

……

Panzi hugged the bowl, which was bigger than his head, and slurped up a mouthful of hot noodle soup, letting out a comfortable sigh.

"Panzi, when did you get here? How did you find your way here?"

Wu Xie sat down on a small stool next to Pan Zi and asked.

He only gave them the village address, and Panzi actually found their place directly.

Pan Zi slurped up a few mouthfuls of noodles, his mouth full of mush.

"I got a ride here from a fellow villager. There must have been a big market in the county. I asked a few people in the parking lot and actually found someone from a small mountain village. I showed him our photo together, and he brought it over to me."

Everyone:...

Amazing, Pan!

Is it still possible to do it this way?

The villagers can understand; who doesn't know where those young people live?

Fortunately, they were only a little late in returning. Panzi must have come back with the villagers who left early, so they didn't have to wait too long, otherwise the weather would have been really tough.

"The fellow villager originally wanted to take me to his house to wait for you, but I didn't agree and just told him to leave me here. Luckily, I didn't have to wait long."

After finishing the noodle soup in a few gulps, Panzi let out a satisfied burp.

"Young Master, things are urgent for Third Master. Let's set off tomorrow."

Innocent: ? ? ? ?

Holy crap, are you serious???

"Tomorrow is Chinese New Year..."

Pan Zi chuckled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head. "Well, Third Master, he..."

"What's wrong with Third Master? What's one more day? Listen to me, you stay here and don't leave until after the New Year."

Wu Xie was furious with Wu Sansheng's actions, and even started using the Northeastern dialect he had recently learned.

The old man can't stand to see him have a peaceful New Year, he's always looking for trouble.

"But four..."

"Let him wait too. It's a national holiday, I'm not working overtime."

Pan Zi, with his single-mindedness, becomes like a brainless fan when he's with Wu Sansheng. No matter how outrageous Wu Sansheng's arrangements are, he'll do them.

He was still a little uneasy about being forcibly suppressed by Wuxie and wanted to try to persuade him again...

"Either you stay here with me and have a peaceful New Year, or you can go have your own fun. I'm not putting up with this anymore."

You know what, Pan Zina really had no choice but to deal with the Third Master, whom he had watched grow up since he was a child. On one hand, there was the Third Master's arrangement, and on the other hand, the Third Master was not cooperating. The man, caught in the middle, soon broke out in a sweat.

Seeing him like that, Wu Xie couldn't bear to put him in a difficult position, especially thinking about how he would do things for her later...

“Make a call to that old fox and tell him to do exactly what I just said.”

Pan Zi thought about it and agreed.

Wu Sansheng should be with A Ning's team right now. His phone rang for a long time, and it was almost hung up before it was answered. The voice that came through was suppressed and seemed to be hiding something.

"Pan Zi? Have you found Wu Xie yet?"

"Third Master... I've found the Third Master, but he said he won't be working overtime tomorrow, it's New Year's Day, let's talk about it after the New Year..."

"..."

Wu Sansheng doubted that he had heard correctly.

That brat's got too big for his britches; he doesn't listen to his third uncle anymore.

Suddenly, I remembered that Wu Xie had recently turned his Hangzhou branch manager against him...

I have a feeling that things are starting to get out of my control, and their plan is a bit risky!

"That brat! Make him come and talk to me."

Panzi held his phone and stared longingly at Wuxie.

Wu Xie rolled his eyes.

“Tell that old fox I don’t want to talk to him. Either tell them to wait over there, or let them go by themselves.”

The voice wasn't quiet; although he said he was having Pan Zi relay the message, Wu Sansheng could hear it clearly on the other end of the phone.

The old fox's face darkened, but he still had to lower his voice to coax his nephew.

“Wu Xie, listen to me. Now is not the time to throw a tantrum. This job is very important to us. We were forced into this position by Fourth Grandfather, and he won’t wait for you.”

Ha, I don't believe you for a second.

"Don't go."

No matter what Wu Sansheng says, the only word is "innocent".

If you say you won’t go, you won’t go.

Wu Sansheng: ...

I'm so tired. Let it all end. How did my child turn out like this?

In the end, Wu Sansheng still couldn't persuade Wu Xie and had to compromise, rearranging the schedule on his side...

Just you wait, you brat. We'll see how I deal with you when we get back.

Wu Xie, like a victorious little rooster, proudly led Pan Zi into his room to sleep, while he himself, clutching his pillow, eagerly prepared to climb into Ali's bed...

Upon entering...

Yo~

They're all here...

The group of friends huddled together on a heated brick bed, chattering away in front of the computer. Wu Xie peeked over to take a look.

The map is digitized, with a small red dot and a small green dot flashing on it.

"What is this??"

The puppy was curious.

Su Li and Hei Xiazi exchanged a glance and chuckled.

“This is our team,” Su Li pointed to the small green dot, then to the red one. “This is Aning’s team.”

Wu Xie immediately understood: wasn't that the location of Wu Sansheng's team?

The dog's eyes widened instantly. "When did you guys do this??" He had no idea.

Black Bear grinned wickedly.

"It's been a long time. It was arranged back when we were at the Seven Star Lu Palace."

(Do you guys remember the food, medicine, and water that Aning bought at a high price? The two of them even high-fived to celebrate completing the mission, hehehe~)