Chapter 70 Don’t guess the woman’s age

The third uncle moved his fingers tremblingly.

"Dragon... Lord Long?"

Long Piaopiao took off his work clothes, revealing the tattoo on his shoulder.

"it's me."

The third uncle felt that his legs were a little weak. Xiaoxie didn't know Long Piaopiao's identity, but he knew it. The tattoo on his shoulder was the best proof.

The third uncle called Wu Xie to come over.

"Wuxie, please meet our benefactor of the Wu family soon."

Wuxie:? ? ?

Third uncle, do you want to listen to what you are saying? Why did my netizen become the benefactor of the Wu family in the blink of an eye?

"Third uncle, what kind of benefactor?"

Pan Zi and Dakui on the side were also making eye contact.

"Third Master, are you okay? You haven't drunk enough yet?"

"Don't think blindly, Third Master must have his own reasons."

Zhang Qiling silently sat at the dining table and started eating.

The third uncle patted Wu Xie on the shoulder.

"Master Long is the head of the Long family. Your grandfather was saved by Master Long back then. Without Master Long, there would be no Wu family."

Wuxie glanced at Long Piaopiao, then at his third uncle, what on earth is going on in this world?

"Three... Third uncle, this Piaopiao looks like I am the same age. How could he be the head of the Long family?"

Long Piaopiao pinched Wu Xie's face with a smile.

"There are many things in this world that you don't know. Maybe some people live a long life?"

Wu Xie looked confused.

"You have a long lifespan? How old are you Piao Piao?"

In fact, Long Piaopiao was a little confused about this question. She was also a little confused about how old she was.

"Probably, sixty or seventy. I don't remember the exact age. Don't guess the woman's age."

Wu Xie: ((((;°Д°))))

Pan Zi: (・□・；)

Dakui: W(°ｏ°)W

Zhang Qiling: (●─●)

Third Uncle: (⁎⁍̴̛ᴗ⁍̴̛⁎)

Wu Xie's world view collapsed.

"Gone with the wind...that's not right Lord Long."

Long Piaopian waved his hand and motioned for the two of them to continue eating.

"Just call me Piao Piao."

Long Piaopiao returned to her seat and talked to her third uncle while eating hot pot.

"Wuxie is very similar to his grandfather."

The third uncle sighed.

"My father only hopes that Wu Xie can be clean and white in this life."

Long Piaopian raised an eyebrow.

"You and your father have different ideas. Some people can't take off their masks after wearing them for a long time."

The third uncle looked up at Long Piaopiao and smiled.

"What Mr. Long said is true, but some things must be done by someone."

Wuxie listened to the conversation between the two while eating, but he couldn't understand it, not at all.

After Long Piaopiao finished eating, she was going to wipe her hands with a tissue, but Zhang Qiling brought one over the next second.

Long Piaopiao took the tissue and said with a smile.

"Why did you react so strongly when you heard my name? Shouldn't you have forgotten it?"

Zhang Qiling tilted her head and pointed to the tattoo behind her ear.

"Important person."

Long Piaopiao was shocked when she saw the tattoo behind Zhang Qiling's ear.

He has three navy blue words tattooed behind his ears: "龙piaopiao"

"You got my name tattooed."

Zhang Qiling shook his head.

"I don't know, it's always been there."

Long Piaopiao recalled that he had asked himself before what kind of information could be retained forever, and she told Zhang Qiling that it was a tattoo.

Long Piaopian touched Zhang Qiling's head.

"You have worked hard these years."

Zhang Qiling looked at Long Piaopiao and said.

"It's not hard, I don't remember."

Wuxie glanced at Long Piaopiao.

"Piaopiao, do you know my brother?"

Long Piaopian nodded.

"I've seen it before."

"How long ago was it? I'm not sure I'm about the same age as you."

Long Piaopiao said with a smile.

"you guess."

Wu Xie, who was very curious, was scratched by the words "guess".

The third uncle pulled Wuxie back, who wanted to ask more questions.

"Okay, nephew, don't ask anything you shouldn't. After eating, go and have a rest. We have to fight tomorrow."

Wuxie was forcefully dragged back to the tent that Pan Zi had just set up by her third uncle.