Fan Licheng was indeed very well-behaved. He was a little shy at first, but after getting in the car, he became more comfortable. This was also related to Gao Mingcheng's deliberate approach to getting closer to him.
Children are still easy to get close to, especially when they are on the road, and there are unfamiliar environments everywhere. At this time, the only familiar person becomes his support.
When the whole family was chatting, Gao Mingcheng realized that Fan Licheng didn't really want to go to Yangcheng.
"That is the home of my father, new mother and sister, not my home." Fan Licheng said.
Gao Mingcheng understood immediately upon hearing this that this was still a remarriage family, but he didn't know whether Fan Licheng's mother was dead or divorced.
Gao Mingcheng was afraid of hurting the child's sensitive heart, so he didn't ask. However, Fan Licheng took the initiative and said, "My mother also has a family in Xiangjiang. She also gave birth to a younger brother for me. Last time she came to me and said she wanted to Take me to Xiangjiang, but my grandparents won’t let you.”
"My grandparents also have families, but I don't have one." Fan Licheng sighed precociously, and then looked out the window in a daze.
Gao Mingcheng glanced at him, this little kid has great wisdom!
He said: "It's okay. You grow up quickly. In ten years, you can marry a wife and have children. By then you will have a family!"
If it were any other child, he might have been shy, but Fan Licheng thought about it carefully, and then he became happy and said with a smile: "Yes, I really want to grow up and marry a wife soon!"
Gao Mingcheng smiled and asked Fan Licheng what kind of wife he wanted to find.
Fan Licheng really thought about it, and then said: "I don't know what kind of thing to look for, but I know what kind of thing I shouldn't look for. My mother and new mothers can't look for it."
Gao Mingcheng was silent for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but became curious and gossiped, asking: "Why?"
There's nothing wrong with not liking new mothers, but why don't you even like your own mother?
Fan Licheng said: "My new mother is a vixen, but my mother is an even bigger vixen."
Fan Licheng looked at Gao Mingcheng and said, "Uncle Gao, do you know vixens? They are the kind of women who are very beautiful, but they are also very bad."
After hearing this, Gao Mingcheng couldn't help but take a closer look at Fan Licheng's facial features. Although he didn't know what his parents looked like, Fan Licheng was indeed a handsome boy. He used to hide behind his grandma and always looked down. I tilted my head and couldn’t see clearly yet.
Now Fan Licheng looked up at Gao Mingcheng, and Gao Mingcheng could just see his face. His facial features were delicate and soft, his skin was fair, and his temperament was gentle and indifferent.
Although he is young, his thinking is quite precocious.
Children in later generations are exposed to too much and too complicated information, so most of them mature early. However, today's children live in a relatively monotonous environment, so they are all silly and happy, and they will not become sensible and mature until much later.
Gao Mingcheng looked away and continued to drive, but he said: "Vixens are sometimes used as curse words, and sometimes they are also used as compliments. Not every woman is qualified to be a vixen. If you say they are bad, are they bad for you? ?”
Fan Licheng shook his head and said: "No, my mother is reluctant to be bad to me, and my new mother dare not be bad to me. But I know they are all bad, uh, my mother is even worse, and my new mother is not proud in front of her. Breathless, she accidentally said that to me once, but quickly begged me not to tell my mom.”
He tilted his head, looked at the receding scenery outside the window, and continued: "I didn't tell my mother because I can accept her making a little mistake."
The gossip became more and more vivid as he listened to it, and all Gao Mingcheng thought in his heart was - is this something I can listen to without paying?
He originally thought about asking Fan Licheng about the situation of their porcelain kiln, such as what kind of porcelain they produced, which kind was the best, and so on.
I want to find out whether those antique porcelains are real or fake.
But now that he saw how precocious Fan Licheng was, Gao Mingcheng stopped thinking.
That’s all, no matter what he does, he just drives a car!
But his mood was different. He had shipped goods to Yangcheng many times before, but he always thought they were ordinary high-quality porcelain. He never thought that there was actually a batch of suspected antique porcelain hidden inside.
He thought about Fan Licheng's father opening a shop in Yangcheng, and thinking about Fan Licheng's mother in Xiangjiang. He just felt that the relationship between their families was too complicated.
Gao Mingcheng drove silently, and Fan Licheng stopped talking and looked out the window with interest. Suddenly, he shouted: "Stop!"
Gao Mingcheng knew that he was precocious and would not be deliberately naughty, so he stopped the car slowly and then asked why.
Fan Licheng pointed to a place and said, "Uncle Gao, there is a man lying in the woods over there! Is he dead?"
Gao Mingcheng looked in the direction pointed by Fan Licheng, and sure enough he saw a man lying on his back in the woods on the roadside.
When Gao Mingcheng was driving, his attention was focused on the road ahead, and he really didn't notice anyone lying down on the side of the road.
Looking at the position where he was lying and his motionless posture, Gao Mingcheng felt that this person was not in trouble, but was really in trouble.
"Let's get out of the car and take a look!" Gao Mingcheng opened the car door and jumped out first.
Fan Licheng also wanted to jump, but the truck was a little high for him.
"Let me hug you!" Gao Mingcheng easily carried Fan Licheng out of the car.
One big and one small walked towards the man on the roadside. Before they got close, Gao Mingcheng said, "Hey, brother, what's wrong with you?"
But the man remained motionless, as if he didn't hear it.
Gao Mingcheng felt bad when he saw this, so he stepped forward and turned the man over. As a result, something felt wrong at the touch. The man's body stiffened. When he looked at his face again, he saw that there were wounds on his face, but they were no longer there. He was bleeding, his skin was pale, and he was obviously not breathing.
"Uncle Gao, how did he die?" Fan Licheng asked curiously, but his expression did not change when he suddenly encountered a dead person.
Gao Mingcheng was still observing the state of the corpse, and then expressed his guess: "Maybe he met a robber."
Since he was dead, he couldn't care less. He straightened up, looked around, confirmed the location, and then said: "Let's go, we have to take a detour. First, go to the local police station to tell us about the discovery of the body. Let them send people over to investigate the case and collect the bodies.”
"Oh." Fan Licheng responded, not disgusted with the detour.
He looked at the corpse without any fear. Before leaving, he suddenly said: "My mother said that no matter how precious the thing is, it has no weight of its own life. If someone wants to snatch my things, let me throw them away." .”
"Did he not abandon his own things, so he was killed? But after he was killed, the things he desperately kept were still taken away."
Gao Mingcheng couldn't help but gave Fan Licheng a headache. What could he do at such a young age and be so precocious?
"Don't worry about it, the police will find out."
Gao Mingcheng got in the car and drove from the national highway toward the town. Then he found the nearest police station, told them about the body found on the roadside, and asked them to investigate the cause of death and contact the family of the deceased.
Because it was night, Gao Mingcheng simply took Fan Licheng to stay here for one night and set off again tomorrow morning.
Although Fan Licheng was precocious, he was still young after all, so Gao Mingcheng only wanted a room. Fan Licheng said, "Uncle Gao, the goods in the car are very expensive. Why don't we stay in the car to guard them at night?"
Gao Mingcheng glanced at him and said deliberately: "They are all porcelain, not suitable for wearing or eating. Besides, no matter how expensive things are, as long as they are not sold, they have no value."
(End of chapter)
