Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

Zhang Qiling sat there upright, her slightly reddened ears twitching as she listened to the two of them so casually chirping crickets right in front of her.

This is without any attempt to dodge...

"And then what happened?"

Hei Xiazi pressed for details with interest, revealing that he genuinely didn't know this part.

"Later..."

The old village chief thought for a moment.

"Not two years later, the old lady passed away. Although the young man didn't seem very bright, he was taken care of by the village elders and properly handled the old lady's funeral arrangements."

The old village chief paused at this point. "But not long after that, it seems like a group of outsiders came to the village. A few days later, that young man disappeared. I don't know if he's still alive."

"You...are you looking for that young man?" The old village chief, who had been telling stories for a while, seemed to realize what was going on and asked.

"Of course!" Fatty Wang clapped his hands and pulled Zhang Qiling aside to show the old village chief. "Grandpa, do you see him? Does he look familiar?"

When the old village chief heard what Fatty Wang said, he squinted his slightly dim eyes and stared at Zhang Qiling for a long time. The more he looked, the more familiar he seemed.

"Wow! It's so similar!! It's so similar!!"

The old village chief unconsciously moved closer, looking at the young man in front of him. The more he looked, the more he resembled him. But that shouldn't be the case. How could he be getting younger and younger over the years?

Without getting hurt or bleeding, and with good food and drink and no internal strain, the juicy, tender baby looks several years younger than he did more than a decade ago.

"You, you wouldn't happen to be..." The old village chief stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Before he could continue, Fatty Wang quickly waved his hand. "Grandpa, you have such good eyesight! Isn't my brother that person's younger brother? Look at his eyebrows, his features..."

Fatty Wang, the "Goat King," went online and instantly took control of the chat.

After a chat.

The information the old village chief knew: He was rich, searching for his relatives, and had a younger brother.

Fatty Wang guided the recollection and extracted information: which year it was found, roughly where it was found, when it was lost, the appearance and accent of the group of outsiders, and so on...

The more detailed the questions, the more convinced the old village chief became of their story. He wasn't going to give up and was determined to continue searching based on the information provided by these outsiders.

According to the portly shop owner, the young man went missing as a child, and his family has never given up searching for him for over ten years. It's quite pitiful...

When the old village chief, feeling dizzy and disoriented, was finally let go, he turned to look at his precious grandson, who hadn't helped him at all...

Good heavens, this good-for-nothing is watching that little girl play video games while he's eating a bunch of snacks, completely oblivious to his grandfather's well-being.

Zuli: ? ? ? ? ? ?

How about I give the old man a pair of reading glasses before I leave... no, ten pairs...

"By the way, village chief, we'd like to renovate this stilt house properly. The permit has been approved. We might need to trouble the village to find a place for us and the brothers to stay during this time."

Xie Yuchen took a stack of documents from Xie Qi and handed them to the old village chief, then gestured to a group of men not far away.

"How would you like to arrange things? Ideally, meals would also be served in the village, and the expenses would be settled daily. How does that sound?"

how about it?

That would be great!

This will generate income for the villagers!

With so many people and the size of the village, each family could get one or two. The houses are their own, and there's not much trouble with food and drink. This is all income.

Look at what kind of agritainment business Ah Gui has run, it's doing so well. I need to ask Ah Gui for advice later, set a pricing standard, and figure out a plan for how to take care of these out-of-town business owners.

Make sure that... something... something returns.

These bosses who look so delicate and tender should be sent to A-Gui's house. His house is big and has a special room for receiving guests, so it's the most suitable place.

The old village chief was getting on in years, and after being bombarded with Wang Pangzi's mental spiel, he was a little mentally exhausted.

He only instructed his beloved grandson to take the bosses to his Uncle Gui's place for a stay, and then the old man strolled back home by himself.

When I get back, I need to instruct my youngest son to arrange accommodation and food for the remaining young men. This is a big business deal that can't be taken lightly.

On his way back from his trip, A-Gui overheard villagers talking about a group of big bosses who had come to the village, and he was wondering whether he should go and help them get some business.

To everyone's surprise, the village chief's eldest grandson brought the bosses over.

Ah Gui couldn't help but sigh, "Look at the vision of our old village chief! It's amazing!"

Ah Gui took over the important task of receiving distinguished guests from the village chief's grandson, and was given a long lecture by the rascal.

The main point is that these bosses are very generous and will be a major source of income for the village for the next two weeks, so they must be treated well. Also…

The youngest child, his good friend, Uncle Gui should take extra care of him...

Ah Gui was almost laughing at this brat. Several bosses were staying at his place, how could he possibly treat them differently?

Ignoring the brat's constant turning back, A-Gui quickly told his two daughters to boil some water for the bosses to wash up, then start a fire to cook some local specialties.

He himself quickly instructed the others to settle their luggage and belongings.

Fortunately, the tourists who had come to visit him earlier had just left, otherwise his small building probably wouldn't have been able to accommodate so many people.

Wu Xie and Su Li watched as Fatty Wang stared blankly at the backs of the two girls, then exchanged a knowing smile.

Only after the two little girls disappeared from their sight and Ah Gui went to attend to other things did Wu Xie raise his hand and pat Fatty Wang on the shoulder.

"Fatty, Fatty!"

Why did his soul go with him?

"Ah!" Fatty Wang was brought back to his senses by the slap, still somewhat bewildered. He raised his hand and patted his chest, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Hehehe... Fatty, you're doomed~~~" Wu Xie grinned mischievously at Fatty Wang. His utterly dejected look was definitely suspicious...

Fatty Wang slapped away Wu Xie's playful hand, frowning as if deep in thought. But something seemed off; he didn't look like someone experiencing the stirrings of first love.

Hmm...it doesn't seem like they're indifferent...

That's a bit strange...

Unable to quite grasp Wang Pangzi's thought process, Wu Xie was also a bit baffled by his sudden erratic behavior.

Wu Xie shrugged at Su Li, picked up the duffel bag he had brought as a prop, and walked towards his room.

Forget it, forget it. This fatso isn't one to keep things bottled up. Even if he begs me to tell him when he can't hold it in anymore, I don't want to know anyway. Hmph ╯^╰