Aunt Li walked into the restaurant angrily and was stunned for a moment when she saw the people in this room.
Judging from her expression, she might have thought she was dreaming.
A circle of people gathered around the dining table, either holding chopsticks or chewing, but everyone froze in their movements and stared blankly at Aunt Li.
If Xiao Li's coughing sound hadn't woken her up, Aunt Li might have really felt that she was in a hallucination.
"This..." Aunt Li stared and stuttered, "This is..."
Qin Yin stood up in a hurry.
"Aunt Li, don't blame Xiao Li. The idea of eating spicy hotpot was mine."
Is the focus of the question now on Malatang?
"Who are you?" Aunt Li retreated to the door, her voice still sharp, but the sharpness was full of bravado, "You...who are you?!"
"Mom! Cough cough cough... cough cough..." Xiao Li put down the water glass and finally managed to speak out, "Zi... Brother Zishan is back... cough cough cough..."
The fool stood up from his seat and smiled slightly, "Aunt Li."
"Zishan?... Oh! It's Xiao Xu!" Aunt Li's expression suddenly became clear, "Why are you back? You haven't been back for a long time, it must have been several years... Hey, then they are...
…”
"They are all my friends," the fool nodded slightly, "Excuse me."
"Oh, don't bother me, don't bother me, what's the big deal," Aunt Li walked into the restaurant in small steps, pushed her son aside without a good look, and then came close to the fool, "That's great...Xiao Xu, you
Have you moved back to Qiaoqiao?"
"No..." The fool smiled honestly, "I'll come back to do something."
"Then where do you live?"
"I...I live with them," said the fool, "in a hotel."
"Why are you staying in a hotel? Spend that money!" Aunt Li finally said what she wanted to say, "Come and stay at my house, all of you. My family is very big. This kid is usually busy with work, and I live alone.
In such a big house..."
This Aunt Li is really just like her son, completely unguarded against outsiders.
"Mom, Brother Zishan is here to do errands, not to play with you," Xiao Li stepped in between Aunt Li and the fool and said helplessly, "Brother Zishan is here to pick up his suitcase."
"suitcase?"
"Yes," the fool interjected, "Auntie, do you remember? On the night before I left the bridge, in the orphanage, I left my luggage there..."
"I remembered!" Aunt Li's hands and feet were very neat, and she immediately turned around and walked out of the restaurant, "Yes, I took that suitcase away. I was wondering when you would remember it so that you could pick it up at my house... You...
My child, it’s been so many years and you just remember?”
Everyone quickly got up and followed him out.
"Auntie, are all the things inside still there?" the fool asked.
"Everything is here," Aunt Li said, walking to a door. The color of this door was a little dim, and it didn't seem to be a bedroom door. "When I was moving, I... borrowed your box.
But I kept everything exactly where it was, and after I used it, I put it back in its original place without turning it over."
"Is there a painting inside?" Qin Yin asked anxiously.
"Painting? I didn't pay attention..." Aunt Li took out the key and opened the door and said, "I just remember there were a lot of clothes...mostly clothes."
It seems that Aunt Li did not carefully look through the contents inside.
The door opened, and it was dark inside. Aunt Li fumbled on the wall for a while, then turned on the light with a click.
This is a storage room.
The storage room of the mansion is also extremely spacious, but even so, this spacious storage room still gives people a crowded feeling.
There are really too many things inside.
"Suitcase... suitcase..." Aunt Li muttered under the shocked gazes of everyone and walked into the storage room, "I remember it seemed to be in this area..."
"Auntie, do you want us to help you find it?" the fool shouted loudly.
"No, no, no," Aunt Li's voice was getting farther and farther away, "you can't find it!"
"Only my mother knows the location of the things in here," Xiao Li said, "and my mother refuses others to mess with her storage room, otherwise she will get angry...don't ask me how I know."
"How did you know?" Qin Yin asked.
"..."
"Found it!"
Aunt Li's voice came from the depths of the storage room. A few seconds later, Aunt Li appeared out of the mess, dragging the old suitcase.
"Is it this?" Aunt Li wiped her sweat.
"Uh..." The fool couldn't remember clearly.
"That's it!" Xiaolan remembered clearly, "Thank you Aunt Li!"
"This little girl is really cute," Aunt Li handed the box to Fool, and looked up at Taoist Master and Qin Yin, "Is this your child?"
"Whose...whose child?" Qin Yin's mouth twitched.
The Taoist priest lowered his head and smiled, then shook his head speechlessly.
"Isn't it?" Aunt Li tilted her head, "I think this kid looks a lot like you two."
"No, aunt, we are just friends," the idiot said quickly when he saw that Qin Yin was about to have another attack, "and Xiaoyin is still very young."
It's quite rare for him to say this.
"But Sister Xiaoyin can be considered my guardian," Xiaolan said casually as she stared at the fool opening the box, "You can understand her as my stepmother."
"...Do you know what your stepmother means..."
"How is it?" Aunt Li squatted down and looked at the items inside the box, "Are everything there?"
"They're probably all there," the fool scratched his head, "Actually, I've forgotten what's inside."
"Basically everything is there, even the layout is similar." Xiaolan stood proudly aside, looking at the box over the shoulders of others.
Aunt Li asked curiously, "How did you know?"
"I..." Xiaolan kept mumbling, "I know how to divination, and I got it through divination."
"Divination?"
"Um."
"Did you find any paintings?" Qin Yin rummaged through the right half of the box to no avail. He raised his head and asked the fool who was rummaging through the left half, "I have nothing in this half. They are all your clothes. Why do you have so many clothes?"
"Ahem... I don't think I have one here either," the fool blushed and pulled over Qin Yin's six-year-old boxer briefs that Qin Yin was looking at, cleared his throat and said, "How about we take it back and look for it slowly?"
"Ah? Are you going back now?" Aunt Li was unhappy, "Just look here."
"It's like this," the Taoist Master said in a low voice, "Things that are difficult for us to find here can be found through the fortune telling by this fortune teller, and she has to go back to start the fortune telling."
Xiaolan's identity was inexplicably confirmed. She grinned and said confidently, "Amitabha, exactly."