The three people who came to the "Lao Niu Barber Shop" all behaved strangely. One was the editor of the publishing house who contacted Lao Niu, the other was a strange man who came to the shop a few days ago to look around and finally left secretly without getting a haircut, and there was a boss.
He looked like he was always staring at Wan Xiaohu.
Wan Xiaohu was frightened by the sight of him and quietly slipped behind Xiaobai.
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Not only Lao Niu discovered the abnormality of these people, Zhang Tan also discovered it, but this was Lao Niu's home field, so he waited and watched.
Lao Niu asked doubtfully: "Are you getting a haircut?"
Editor Liu first glanced at the man who looked like a boss, and then said to Lao Niu: "We don't have haircuts. We have other things to do with you. How about this, Mr. Niu, why don't you close the shop temporarily and let's talk about it?"
Chatting is a private matter."
While he was talking, the man glanced at Zhang Tan, thinking that Zhang Tan was a random guy who came into the shop to get a haircut, so he wanted to get him away first.
But Lao Niu disagreed. Seeing Zhang Tan's interest, he didn't want to let him leave.
These three people looked mysterious and mysterious, and they all looked like magic sticks. To be honest, he was a low-level commoner. To be honest, he felt a little scared. With Zhang Tan around, his confidence increased greatly.
After all, Zhang Tan's status and ability are there. At the same time, Zhang Tan is a great screenwriter and writer, and the person speaking in front of him is the editor of a publishing house. With Zhang Tan here, Lao Niu feels that at least he will not know how to do it.
cheated.
Zhang Tan was a big shot that he couldn't even invite. How could he cut off his arm and drive him away?
Seeing that Zhang Tan acquiesced to stay, Lao Niu felt reassured and said, "If you have anything to do, just tell me here. These are my neighbors and we are all our own people."
Editor Liu heard this and looked at Zhang Tan again, and Zhang Tan smiled at him.
Editor Liu responded in a friendly manner and said, "That's okay, Teacher Niu. It's not a bad thing but a good thing that we are here today. This is my business card."
Lao Niu took his business card and looked at it carefully. It read "Liu Li, First Deputy Chief Editor of Wanjia Denghuo Publishing House".
Lao Niu couldn't tell whether it was true or not. When he was confused, Zhang Tan came up to look at it, and Lao Niu simply handed him his business card.
When Zhang Tan saw this person's name, he was stunned.
Editor Liu observed carefully and asked with some pride: "Do you know me?"
Zhang Tan smiled and said, "Your name is the same as that of a friend of mine, so I'm a little surprised. It's okay."
Editor Liu was slightly disappointed and said with a smile: "Coincidence, fate."
If he knew that his namesake was a guinea pig, he would not know how he would feel.
Zhang Tan returned the business card to Lao Niu and said, "Wanjia Denghuo Publishing House is still very well-known in Pujiang."
When Lao Niu heard this, he knew that the other party was not a fake, and he felt relieved, but he still didn't understand why he came here today. The first deputy editor-in-chief had a very loud name and a high status. He had a shaved head and was very flattering.
He is called a hairdresser and secretly writes some sour novels and stories, but it will not disturb such a person at all.
Lao Niu's intuition told him that these people were here for something else.
At this time, a customer came in from outside the store. Lao Niu quickly greeted him and told him apologetically that he was temporarily closed and there was something going on in the store. The customer looked into the store and saw that several people had indeed come, so he turned and left.
Lao Niu returned to the store, hung up the suspension sign, and at the same time pulled down the rolling shutter door halfway, and poured a glass of water for Zhang Tan. Wan Xiaohu poured water for Xiaobai and Xi'er at the same time in a sensible manner.
Xi'er took the opportunity to slip out of the barber chair, dragging her loose bib to the side, and stood with Wan Xiaohu and Xiao Bai, leaning against the wall to watch the adults talking. She breathed a deep sigh of relief and rolled her eyes.
, glance at her godfather, glance at Grandpa Niu, and are secretly happy that they have escaped the tragic fate of shaving their heads.
Lao Niu was quite pleased with Wan Xiaohu's understanding. He poured three glasses of water for the visitor, then sat down and asked, "What do you want from me?"
This time Editor Liu did not speak, but the man who looked like a boss said: "My surname is Wan, my name is Wan Nian, Master Niu, please take a look at this first."
He opened a black leather bag he had with him, unzipped it and took out a letter.
Lao Niu was curious and took the envelope, only to see a few beautiful words written on the envelope: Wannian personally expresses it.
It looked like a letter written by someone to the boss in front of me.
Lao Niu didn't understand why he was shown this, so he curiously pulled out a letter.
The letter was composed of four pieces of letter paper, folded together, and Lao Niu carefully unfolded it and looked at Wannian.
Wannian said: "It doesn't matter, please take a look."
Only then did Lao Niu read the content carefully.
"Wannian: I am Shen Die who works at the Liunian Bar on West Chang'an Street..."
After reading the first sentence, Lao Niu immediately realized that it was a letter written by Wan Xiaohu's mother to the man in front of him.
Lao Niu looked at Wan Xiaohu who was standing between Xiaobai and Xi'er. Wan Xiaohu had also been looking at this side. When he saw him looking over, he bared his teeth and smiled.
The three children gathered together and whispered. Wan Xiaohu was in a good mood and was helping Xi'er untie the bib for a haircut.
Lao Niu had a vague premonition, and after contacting him through this letter, Wan Nian stared at Wan Xiaohu when he first entered the store, guessing that the three people were coming towards Xiaohu.
Sure enough, after reading this letter, Lao Niu understood the purpose of the trip of the three people in front of him.
The letter was handwritten by Wan Xiaohu's mother, Shen Die, and the recipient was Wan Nian. The purpose of the letter was very clear, which was to tell Wan Nian that Wan Xiaohu was his child and hoped that he could take Wan Xiaohu away.
Lao Niu saw the last signature and date on the envelope. The signature was "Chen Die" and the date was half a year ago.
Half a year ago, as far as Lao Niu knew, Shen Die was already ill, but not seriously ill yet.
Perhaps, Shen Die had a premonition that his end was approaching, so he wrote to Wan Nian, informing him of the relationship between father and son, and entrusting him with funeral arrangements, in order to resolve his biggest concern after his death.
But why didn’t he come to pick up Wan Xiaohu until half a year later?
After Lao Niu read the letter, Wan Nian said again: "You can also show it to your friends, that's okay."
Lao Niu then gave the letter to Zhang Tan. Zhang Tan quickly read it without saying anything and returned the letter to Lao Niu, who then returned it to Wan Nian.
"Then what's the purpose of your visit today? To pick people up?"
Wan Xiaohu, who was muttering to Xiaobai and Xi'er, paused for a moment, looked over in confusion, and had a premonition of something.
Wannian nodded.
Lao Niu was at a loss, Zhang Tan said: "Besides this letter, is there any other supporting material?"
A letter alone is not enough. To be honest, these days, handwriting can be completely forged.
Lao Niu believed that the letter was written by Shen Die, because he knew Shen Die's handwriting. He had the IOU that Shen Die wrote to him at home, and the handwriting matched it.
But Zhang Tan was right, it would be too casual to take away Wan Xiaohu with just a letter.
Hearing this, Wannian said: "Follow me so that your children will not suffer hardship and their future life will be guaranteed. As a father, I have this responsibility and obligation."
As he said that, he looked around the barber shop. It was self-evident that this dilapidated shop could not provide Wan Xiaohu with the material conditions he needed to grow.
Lao Niu was quite embarrassed.
Wannian added: "Besides, we can publish a book for you. Hasn't this always been your dream? It's good for you and the children."
Lao Niu lowered his head, his face flushed red.
Wan Xiaohu, who was not far away, no longer laughed. He seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter, staring closely at Lao Niu, worrying about gains and losses. Although the adults did not mention names when they spoke, he, who was young and ignorant, felt You are talking about him.
Zhang Tan saw Lao Niu being manipulated easily by Wan Tong, and immediately couldn't sit still and stopped watching.
"We won't discuss what you said for now. No matter who it is for, you must first prove your identity. We have said that this letter alone is not enough."
Wannian looked at him and asked: "Who are you?"
There was quite a bit of disbelief in his words, as if he was saying, Lao Niu didn't say anything, what's the point of being a bystander?
