After walking a few hundred meters, Xiaomei and I both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master, who did he ask you to deal with?"
I couldn't help but feel a little worried: "My master, my brother."
Xiaomei's eyes suddenly widened: "You, you..."
"Don't worry, I'm not at the point of killing my siblings yet."
Xiaomei gnawed her nails loudly: "I just heard that Chen Changming asked his people to go with you, right?"
"If that's the case, then I can make them never recover."
This does sound like a once and for all solution.
Unfortunately, that simply doesn't work.
"Then you will be known as a quack, and Chen Changming, including me, will no longer trust you."
I thought about it and said in a low voice: "Chen Changming's move is particularly clever. You can test your skill and test my loyalty."
"Instead of dragging you back, you have to speed up."
I will not take any rash action before I have a mature idea.
Stabilizing Chen Changming is the best way at the moment.
There was a clear look of disappointment on her face: "Then, fake death?"
"This trick has been used before. Chen Changming stared at me openly this time because he was suspicious."
"But you can't really go, can you?"
I rubbed my swollen temples: "Stay steady first, Chen Changming won't rush me for the time being."
"You go back to the abandoned building first, I'll wait by myself."
Xiaomei glanced at me and nodded vigorously: "Then come back in the evening and I'll wait for you to eat."
This sentence instantly touched my heart.
When I eat, there is warm love hidden in these four words.
After I separated from Xiaomei, I decided to go to the teahouse.
I know very well in my heart that the teahouse is Uncle Ya's lifeblood, and even if I talk nonsense, it will not have any effect.
Why not try doing the opposite.
The voice of storytellers no longer comes from the teahouse, which remains as dilapidated as ever.
It’s sad to think about it, the old neighbor who was once called brother to Uncle Ya disappeared like water vapor.
When a person can no longer provide value, it is natural to be abandoned. This is probably the case when the tree falls and the hozen disperses.
Far away, Uncle Ya, who was sunbathing at the door, had already broken into my sight.
Although I was well prepared, at this moment, I still felt a tremor in my heart.
As our footsteps moved, the distance between us became closer and closer.
And he seemed to have noticed me.
Finally, when we were only a few steps away, Uncle Ya spoke first.
"You're here to find something, right? Young man."
I didn't want to talk to him at first, I just wanted to take a look outside, but I didn't expect him to speak first.
Moreover, he said something incomprehensible.
I was stunned for a moment and asked slowly: "I, I'm not looking for anything."
"Your Majesty, you forget things."
Uncle Ya raised his arm with difficulty and took out a brown paper envelope from his arms: "Isn't this what you left behind?"
I took a closer look and saw that this was the 20,000 yuan I left for Uncle Ya last time.
After all this time, he hasn't moved a penny.
I looked at the envelope intently, then looked at Uncle Ya: "It's not mine."
"Isn't it right?" Uncle Ya grinned and said, "Nearly a month has passed, and you are the only guest who comes to the door, not yours?"
I quickly thought of countermeasures in my mind, vaguely feeling that this encounter would be an opportunity.
"This money is indeed not mine. Someone asked me to give it to you."
After thinking for a long time, I finally said this.
Uncle Ya looked me up and down and laughed at himself: "I'm an old man who will be alone all his life. Will anyone give me money?"
"This is Chen Qi, your apprentice."
When I said this, Uncle Ya was slightly startled, his expression changed obviously, his lips moved, and he didn't speak for a long time.
What he didn't know was that his unfilial apprentice was face to face with him, but he couldn't recognize him.
Even if I want to say a few words, I have to change my voice through a mask.
The joints where Uncle Ya pinched the money gradually turned white, and he threw the money at my feet with difficulty: "I hope this is the last time I hear this name. I don't want his money."
I never expected that Uncle Ya would reject me so decisively.
I lowered my head and picked up the money: "This is Chen Qi's wish after all. I think..."
"What's your intention? What's your intention of leaving without saying goodbye?"
Uncle Ya's face was calm, but his tone was a little less polite: "I don't need these lousy dollars."
"In addition, please tell him that since you choose to leave without saying goodbye, you must know that this separation will last a lifetime."
