At the same time, Wu Shanju.
"How's it going? Have you got through?" The fat man sat in the wicker chair, took a sip of tea, and asked.
"I can't get through." Wu Xiaoxie shook his head, put the phone on the table, and said depressedly, "I don't know where in the deep mountains and old forests this kid Muyu went, and the call has never been connected."
Just when the fat man was about to say something, he saw Wang Mengmeng rushing into the inner hall with a chicken coop on his head, wailing with a mournful face: "Boss, no good, boss!"
Wu Xiaoxie rubbed his brows with a headache, "What's wrong?"
Wang Mengmeng glanced at the fat man aggrievedly, and said with a flat mouth: "Boss, please think of a solution quickly, if this continues, our store will be destroyed by that guy."
Wu Xiaoxie was confused and thought, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Walking out of the inner hall with the fat man, I happened to see the younger brother take his right hand back from the gilt blue vase placed on the carved wooden shelf. He glanced at the two of them and said lightly, "Fake."
Wu Xiaoxie was stunned, and suddenly felt a little ashamed, saying in his heart that I know this is a lie, but don't tell anyone.
The young brother's eyebrows and eyes still had the same cold expression as before, and his complexion had recovered, but the eyes he looked at the two of them were full of confusion, but he carefully concealed this confusion.
Wu Xiaoxie sighed and turned to ask the fat man, "What did the doctor say when he was discharged from the hospital?"
The fat man shrugged, "It's still the same. It's said that he can recall some fragments. The doctor said that he suffered a strong stimulation, which caused a stress reaction. He had to find some familiar and impressive things to stimulate him. , it is possible to get better, otherwise it will be useless to stew pig brains every day."
"Do you have any plans?" Fatty asked again.
Wu Xiaoxie sighed and said helplessly: "What can we do? We don't know where his relatives are, and we don't know even if we ask him. The only thing we know is a wooden fish. We haven't been able to contact him for a while, and there is no relevant information about him. If he doesn't have a certificate or anything like that, wouldn't he be allowed to become a homeless man on the street?"
"Then what do you think we should do?" The fat man grabbed a handful of broken peanuts from the small saucer on the coffee table and threw it into his mouth. "How about letting him live here? Anyway, I think your inner room is still free. "
Wang Mengmeng weakly raised his hand, "That's my nest."
Wu Xiaoxie was a little embarrassed. It was true that he couldn't explain to his family what he had done, especially about his third uncle. He only dared to tell his second uncle. If he brought someone home rashly, grandma and the others would definitely I will dig into the details again, and there will be no way to explain it at that time.
Wu Xiaoxie looked at the fat man and lowered his voice: "Didn't you build a new hall in Liulichang? Why don't you live in a place like this?"
As soon as he mentioned Fatty, he yelled, "My place has a bigger butt, and it's hard to stuff his feet in. The new entrance was built when the previous stalls were out, and it's only 40 square meters. If you want him to live in my place, I won't even be a good friend." They didn’t dare to look for me, and when others saw that I was hiding a pretty face, they thought the fat man was a rabbit man.”
Wu Xiaoxie said angrily: "Why are you so heartless? He has saved our lives more than once. Why are you worried about this unreliable person?"
The fat man curled his lips and said, "What you say is easy. He doesn't live here. Of course your waist won't hurt if you stand and talk. It has nothing to do with saving lives. How about we spend money together to find a house for the little brother and hire a new one?" Nanny, serve you with delicious food and drinks.”….
"How about this, I rent a house and you find a nanny, and we find a house nearby to settle him down first, and we can talk about the future later." The fat man scratched his head and said, "That's it."
Wang Mengmeng on the side raised his hand silently and said: "Actually... I know where there is a house."
Wu Xiaoxie and the other two looked over. Wang Mengmeng smiled innocently and continued: "Boss, fat boss, have you forgotten that my big house in Brother Yu's house has always been empty?"
"That's right!" Wu Xiaoxie slapped her hands fiercely, "Why did you forget Muyu's house?"
The fat man thought for a while and thought, oh, this is a good idea. "Anyway, the house is empty. Besides, Muyu is also a member of the Zhang family. The younger brother is his elder. It is reasonable for the elder to live in the younger generation's home."
The younger brother listened silently to the arrangements of the two people, with a look in his eyes.
Silly confused, without saying a word.
"Let's go and drive. Wang Xiaomeng, look at the store first. Your boss and I will go and come back." The fat man grabbed a person in each hand and walked out.
An hour later, the big, dusty Jinbei stopped in front of the house. The fat man opened the door and picked up two large bags of vegetables from the back seat.
The little brother also got out of the car silently, holding in his arms the two bags of meatballs that the fat man had given him at the market.
"Dumpling dumpling, open the door, the fat man is here to see you."
The fat man stood in front of the luxurious red-painted wooden door and called at the top of his lungs.
Pedestrians on the street all looked over when they heard the sound. The fat man didn't feel embarrassed at all. If he wanted to shout again, Wu Xiaoxie quickly stopped him.
"Stop shouting, just make a phone call. With so many people watching, you shouting with such a loud voice makes us look like we are collecting debts." Wu Xiaoxie took out his phone and rummaged through the address book. He was also holding a plastic bag in his hand, which contained a large, live grass carp weighing more than ten kilograms. With a flick of his tail, a splash of water hit his hand.
The fat man shook his shoulders, "Fat man is carrying something in both hands, so he can't kick him. If Muyu comes back and finds out, he will give me a beating."
The call was connected, Wu Xiaoxie said a few words inside, and within half a minute of waiting, the door in front of him opened from the inside.
"Hey, mistress, fat master, why do you two have time to come here?" Dumpling said with a smile on his face.
I caught a glimpse of the young man next to me, and remembered what my Master Yu had said before he left, and immediately said enthusiastically, "This young man is the distinguished guest that Master Yu said, right? Come in, come in quickly, Master Yu said everything before he left. The room on the second floor has also been cleaned in advance, waiting for you to move in."
The fat man chuckled, "Look, what are you talking about? Muyu is such a careful person, he must have made arrangements long ago, there is no need for us two idiots to worry about it."
Dumpling removed the sliding door sill, drove the big gold cup into the yard and parked it under the carport.
Fatty and Wu Xiaoxie were already familiar with each other and got into the kitchen.
"Come on, come on, little brother, come over here." Dumpling took the meatballs from the little brother's hand, put them in the refrigerator, and led the little brother into the main room.
After going up to the second floor and walking through the corridor, Diaozi pointed to the second sunny room on the left and said, "Master Yu asked me to clean up this room. See if there's anything missing. I'll go to the storage room to get it for you."
The little brother stared at the carvings on the wooden door for a long time. As if he had finally made up his mind, he stretched out his hand and slowly pushed it open. The midday sun poured in, shining through the clean and bright glass, illuminating the whole room warmly. There was a small breeze. It blew in through the half-open window and brushed against the ears, bringing freshness.
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Taibai Nineteen
