"Have you learned how to play tricks? Hurry up and stop talking nonsense."

Wuyao didn't have any extra patience with this little dumpling.

When she was young, she walked around Wuyao excitedly. The last time she was so excited when she saw it was when Wang Baochuan asked him to explore gold mines. Could it be this time?
Just as he was thinking like this, Xiaoguang suddenly came to Wuyao's ear and shouted.

"I found a big tomb, hahahahaha."

With a "bang", Wuyao mercilessly knocked her into the air with a punch. What's wrong with her, when she gets excited, she likes to shout in her ear, isn't she courting death?

Soon, Xiaoguang flew back again, with an afro head on his head and a look of grievance on his face.

"Yaoyao, you hit me again."

Wuyao gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear up this thing with a short memory and throw it into his mother's stomach to remake it.

The aggrieved Xiaoguang grabbed his afro hair for a while, until he smoothed them out, and then ran to Wuyao's side with a proud face.

"Yaoyao, what I said is true. It's really a big tomb. I've traveled all over the world for so many years, sir. I've never seen a tomb of this size. I suspect there must be some secrets in it."

"Why did you start working as a tomb robber?"

Wuyao was speechless.

"Oh, Yaoyao, I haven't finished yet, guess what I saw after I went in?"

"Can you die if you don't sell it?"

Wuyao flew over with a sharp eye.

Xiao Guang shrank her neck and hid, not daring to challenge her patience anymore, so she hurriedly said.

"I saw a tomb door with the antique pattern of the King of Kings painted on it."

"Huh? Did you see clearly?"

Wuyao suddenly became interested.

"Yaoyao, you are insulting me, do you know that?"

"Okay, okay, let me tell you, I can see clearly, and I can't be wrong."

Hearing this, Wuyao thought for a moment before speaking.

"Looks like I'm going to take a trip."

Thinking of Qin Lao Er and Fan Chunhua who were happily planning to go back in two days, Wuyao didn't want to let them down, so he planned to send them to the train station before setting off to visit the tomb.

When Fan Chunhua and Qin's second son heard that Wuyao said that he would not go back with them, Fan Chunhua's heart skipped a beat.

"Da Ya, are you planning to stay here forever and not go back?"

When Fan Chunhua asked this question, Wuyao actually saw panic and fragility in the eyes of her and Qin's second son. Was it because he was afraid that he would leave them alone?
Wuyao couldn't laugh or cry, she shook her head and explained.

"Suddenly there are still some things to deal with on my side. I will send you back first, and I will go back after a while."

"So it is."

Fan Chunhua and Qin's second child looked at each other and smiled, and felt relieved. For some reason, the two of them suddenly had the illusion that the eldest daughter was going to abandon them.

This trip was a bit long for the two of them, and it was the capital city that everyone yearned for. In order to leave a souvenir for everyone, Huo Zhen stopped what he was doing and rented a camera. He took the three of them to Tiananmen Square.

Fan Chunhua and Qin's second child were very excited. They were both over half a century old, but they hadn't taken a single photo. Standing under the camera, the two were nervous and excited, and they didn't even know how to put their hands and feet.

The two took four or five group photos in a row, and finally took Wuyao to take a photo together. On this day, Huo Zhen accompanied the three of them almost all over the scenic spots, big and small, while Wuyao only took the first photo. After taking a photo, he refused to take another photo.

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