The fat man blinked in confusion, "Haha... Your second uncle has known you so early?"
Lu Yao slapped the fat man and said, "What did you say?"
"Ahem... I'm just talking nonsense. Don't worry about it." The fat man smiled awkwardly. He spoke too quickly and couldn't stop it.
"Innocent, are you sure this is your second uncle?"
Wu Xie nodded. There were many photos of the two uncles in the old house, but none of them smiled so brightly.
"This should be the person crawling on the ground, but you don't have this person in the photo of Chen Wenjin."
Wuxie looked through his backpack in a panic. He had obviously put the photo in his backpack, but why couldn't he find it now.
The fat man took Wu Xie's hand and said, "Zhen Tian, Chen Wenjin also said that your third uncle was the one who took the photo, and that photo was not accurate."
Lu Yao also nodded, "Yes, there are too many loopholes in that photo, and Chen Wenjin also has many loopholes."
Wu Xie said nothing and just looked at him. Lu Yao was not polite and took a large number of photos from his hand and turned over half of them. Maybe there is more exciting content below.
Well! There really is!
Lu Yao popped up the photo, "Hey! I found a more exciting one, so be mentally prepared!"
Fatty and Zhang Qilin also turned their attention to him. Lu Yao handed the photo to Wuxie, not to divert his emotions, but because the person above should only know Wuxie.
Wuxie took the photo and looked down. The younger brother was sitting in front, and a teenage boy was standing behind him. The boy's delicate face had a strong bookishness. Wuxie's eyes slowly opened wide, holding the The photo's hands were trembling, and he was stammering with his mouth open.
"This... this person... seems... seems... to be..."
The fat man patted Wu Xie, "Zhen Tian, why are you stammering? Why are you trembling? A photo of me and a child?"
"I don't...don't want to stutter, but...but...this person seems to be me...my dad!"
"What?"*3
"Your dad? How is that possible? Your little brother looked like this when your dad was a teenager?" Fatty looked at Lu Yao, "You know?"
"How do I know? I just think this person looks familiar." No wonder the stilt building was burned down by Wuer. There are so many secrets in this photo.
"There is a photo album in my hometown. There are several photos of my dad when he was a teenager."
The fat man looked at Zhang Qilin who was sitting on the side, "Good guy, what a good guy! I didn't expect this! This is not a little brother, this is Uncle Zhang!"
He pulled Lu Yao enthusiastically, completely ignoring the innocent pale face, "This photo is too exciting, let's see if there are any others?"
"Yes, look at this one, Chen Wenjin and Wu Xie, and this one, Wu Xie and his father."
"God damn Wuxie and his dad, but it's true, I'm not telling you, Wuxie, you know your family so early."
The last photo is of a teenage Wu Sanxing and a middle-aged man.
"Who is this person? Your grandfather?"
Wuxie took the photo and immediately shook his head, "It's not my grandpa. He looks familiar, but I don't recognize him."
Zhang Qilin took the photo and looked at it for a long time, "Master Jiu!"
Um?
"Jie Jiuye?"
"Is this a link-up?"
Wuxie touched his ears, "No wonder it looks familiar. I should have met Master Jiu when I was a child. After all, Master Jiu is my uncle. He is my grandma's cousin, so in fact, Jie Lianhuan and my third uncle They can barely be considered related by blood."
The fat man patted him and said, "Why bother with this? You have two uncles who love you."
"I...don't talk about these anymore, let's talk about these photos! These photos of my brother..."
The fat man patted him and said with a playful smile: "Let me tell you, Fatty. First of all, little brother... no, your uncle Zhang's age, well (˶‾᷄ ⁻̫ ‾᷅˵) a centenarian is well-deserved."
"Second, why does your whole family know this person who looks exactly like you? Why has your family never mentioned it to you?"
"Third, I haven't thought of it yet, Lu Yao, please add something."
"Third, what is the relationship between my brother and Jiumen?"
"Fourth, who are these thirteen people?"
Wuxie's face was still a little pale, "Lu Yao, you must know who that person is? What does he have to do with me?"
Lu Yao thought for a while, "I don't know much. He should be from the Qi family, the son of the eighth master, but he must have become a forbidden woman. You are very similar to him, not only in appearance, but also in behavior and habits. "
"So, am I his replacement?" Wuxie hugged his knees with his hands, his face buried in his arms, and only a low voice came out.
Lu Yao rolled his eyes, he really thought he was so easy to be the protagonist! "Definitely not. What are you thinking about? Rather than saying that you are a substitute, I believe that at a certain point in time, you traveled to the era of your third uncle and his friends."
The fat man slapped Lu Yao angrily, "What are you talking about? How could it be that only Wuxie traveled through time by himself? It must have been the four of us together."
"Whoever comes with you is from that era. If you go through it, you might let Zongzi stay and become the wife of Yazhai on the first day."
Zhang Qilin looked at the fat man and Lu Yao who were fighting, and said quietly: "He is too fat, he is used as food."
The fat man's hand froze and he slowly turned his head, "Did I hear just now that the little brother made a personal attack on me?"
Wuxie also raised his head, "Aren't you stating the facts?"
The fat man clenched his bowl-sized fists angrily, "Fat Master, I don't have the same experience as you."
Lu Yao looked at him, "Are you just like the legend? You got angry in anger?"
The fat man pushed Lu Yao aside and stuffed the photos into his arms, "Go and look at the photos. Why are you talking so much? If you talk so much, all your gold will be eaten up by Black Glasses!"
When Lu Yao heard the fat man's words, he approached Zhang Qilin with a gossipy face, "Speaking of which, little brother, just now you remembered Master Jiu at that time. Can you remember how old the blind man is? Which one of you is older? I seem to hear There is news that the blind man is the prince of Mongolia? Is it true or false?"
(-.-)
"have no idea."
