Xiao Ye's body stiffened again, and then Xiao Ye hurriedly covered Lan Qianxia with a quilt.
early morning.
Xiao Ye woke up early in the morning and went out to buy breakfast.
"Huh!"
"Xiao Yezi, when did you come back? Were you able to sleep yesterday?"
"Why didn't Rhubarb bark? After eating so many elixirs, Rhubarb's brain wouldn't be damaged! It didn't bark when someone came into the house. I expected it to bark a few times to prevent thieves in the house!"
When Xiao Ye came back from buying breakfast, Zhou Yuefang also woke up.
Zhou Yuefang couldn't help but glare at the big yellow dog following Xiao Ye.
"Woof woof!"
The big yellow dog barked once or twice and glanced innocently at Xiao Ye, seemingly with a little sadness and grievance.
"Mom, Sister Lan, let's have breakfast. I didn't let Dahuang scream." Xiao Ye smiled and put the breakfast in his hand on the table aside.
"Xiaoye, how was your trip to Jiangnan these days? Did you encounter anything interesting?"
"By the way, our elixirs are not easy to sell. Yesterday we sold them for a whole day on Babao Street before we sold one. We only sold it on the promise that if it was fake, we would pay ten for it!"
Zhou Yuefang said habitually while packing her things.
Xiao Ye previously told his mother and Lan Qianxia that he and a friend were traveling.
"No rush, we have some money now, so we can sell it slowly." Xiao Ye smiled and responded casually.
"Xiaoye, you bought so much incense and paper money, are you going to the eastern suburbs cemetery later?" Lan Qianxia had almost finished packing. When she saw this, she said curiously.
"Well, my dad is not here this year, so I'll go take a look." Xiao Ye nodded.
His father retired that year because he had a serious accident in the army. In that accident, only his father and Song Minglan's father survived.
All the comrades from the other team died in the desert.
Xiao Ye remembered very clearly that his father would go to the cemetery where his comrades were buried every year at this time, that is, the day of the accident, to visit their deceased comrades.
If his father is not around, he will take his place.
Over the years, Xiao Ye has already formed a habit.
"Then let's continue setting up a stall, and you can go to that cemetery to pay your respects. I don't know who made the rules. Women are not allowed to visit the graves on this day."
Zhou Yuefang complained.
"You go set up a stall and take Rhubarb with you. If you bring a dog in the city, just put it on a leash. With Rhubarb here, if you encounter bad people, you can at least have someone to help you."
Xiao Ye took a bite of the fried dough sticks, drank a sip of the bean porridge and spoke.
Early this morning, Xiao Ye had already put into the big yellow dog's body, using the secret technique of the previous life's cultivation world, to store a sword intention of the violent thunder and lightning law!
This sword is enough to severely damage ordinary energy!
The Shen family has not yet been wiped out, and all the ghost corpses and insects have been brought back to southern Sichuan. Xiao Ye naturally wants to leave a trump card for his family.
…
At noon, Nanjiang City was starry and it rained a little.
Nanjiang City Jiuding Auction will start tomorrow.
More and more people from the top forces in Nanjiang City have gathered together. Even some of the top forces from abroad have stepped off the plane from the only airport in Nanjiang City!
Today, the Shen family rarely searched for Xiao Ye again.
Also at noon.
Xiao Ye held an oil-paper umbrella, hailed a taxi, and arrived in front of a cemetery.
When Xiao Ye arrived at the cemetery, all thirteen graves in the cemetery had been cleaned, and there were also bunches of white flowers and paper money. Xiao Ye couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
"It seems that Uncle Song has already arrived."
Xiao Ye muttered to himself.
In the previous life, the only ones paying homage to this cemetery were myself, my father, and Song Minglan's father.
Xiao Ye put away the things he brought little by little, then patiently cleared the weeds on the grave again, and burned the paper money he brought little by little.
"Uncles and uncles, my father is away for something. On behalf of my father, I will send you some paper money and wine..."
Xiao Ye muttered something.
"Are you Xiao Zhan's son?"
Just when Xiao Ye was burning paper and pouring wine, behind the cemetery, an old man wearing an ordinary Chinese tunic suit appeared there without knowing when.
Behind the old man in Chinese tunic, there were two bodyguards with bulging temples and calluses on their hands, and a middle-aged man with an extremely obscure aura, looking around silently.
In addition to the three of them, there were four other people standing next to the old man, whose specific identities could not be seen.
"Um."
Xiao Ye nodded as a response.
Xiao Ye has discovered these people a long time ago, but at this time, the people who can appear around this cemetery are most likely some of his father's comrades-in-arms.
"They are all heroes. I feel sorry for them." The old man stepped forward, picked up a bottle of wine from the ground, and poured it in front of one of the tombstones.
Then there was silence.
Then he added: "This is my phone number. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can call me."
The old man took out a business card without any pattern from his arms. There was only a phone number and the word "Yang" on it. Other than that, there was nothing else.
"You don't need to learn from your father. They would rather die than open their mouths to the army." The old man said again. He looked at the tombstones in front of him, and his whole person seemed to be much older.
"Um."
"If you have time, you'd better go for a physical examination. There is something growing in your lungs. If nothing happens, your life expectancy will only be two months at most."
Xiao Ye stood up, put away the business card in the old man's hand, and then suddenly said something.
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the two bodyguards behind the old man, a middle-aged man with an extremely obscure aura, and the four people whose identities could not be identified suddenly changed!
"Who are you?"
"How could you know the old chief... How could you know Mr. Yang's physical condition!" Among the four unknown people, a young man with a sharp aura suddenly looked at Xiao Ye coldly!
The aura on the bodyguard's body, whose temples were bulging high, could not help but tighten with horror at this moment.
Even the middle-aged man with an extremely obscure aura took a step forward at this time.
Everything about the old man in front of you is kept confidential at the highest level!
The most important thing is that the lesions on the old man's body were only detected in the past few days!
Domestic high-end medical institutions, several leading figures from Tianjin Hospital, and the country's top Western medicine doctors have all diagnosed that the old man's disease has reached an advanced stage.
No more treatment is possible at all.
Life span is only two months left!
It is for this reason that the old man in front of me, who has worked hard all his life, chose to take a final rest in the last two months of his life.
He wanted to take another look at his former homeland and his former friends.
But now, a mere young man of unknown origin directly revealed the condition of the old man in front of him?!
"Catch him first!!"
The young man with a sharp aura looked at Xiao Ye and spoke quietly again!