Chapter 102: Uncle Six-Fingered

Yu Wanwan smiled a little embarrassed, jerky like an untouched little girl.

Luo Yichen was both a guide and an experiencer, tired and sweating, before ending a fierce battle.

"Congratulations on your graduation, little friend. I'll give myself ten days off and take you out for a walk, right?"

"Ten days?!Are you willing to put down your work?"

"Well, I didn't give you a wedding, I didn't give you a honeymoon, ten days off, it's not much. ”

"Then we'll be suspicious if we're on vacation together. ”

"It is said to the outside world that you go back to prepare for graduate school, and when you come back from traveling, you will rest at home for a while, and then come back to work. ”

"And this kind of operation? Is this possible?"

"What's not to do? Here, I'm up to the table. ”

"And where are you going?"

"Where do you want to go?"

Yu Wanwan's big eyes rolled twice, and just as she was about to speak, Luo Yichen spoke.

"Don't go to the United States, this time is the only time for the two of us, don't go to see this and that.

If you want anyone, go by yourself on the weekend. I don't have you to visit patients with such precious time. ”

"Can't you look at grandpa?"

"No, I can't. Grandpa has a lot of doctors, nurses, maids, nannies, and bodyguards around him, so you don't have to worry about it.

What's more, the place where Grandpa went to the south for recuperation was highly secretive, so we rushed to it, in case his whereabouts were exposed, it would not be good. ”

"Okay, let's go. I just said that you said so much, where is a little cold president. So where do you say you're going?"

"Go to Gangnam. ”

"Jiangnan? That's my hometown. ”

"Well, just go there. ”

"Why?"

"No, go and see what kind of landscape can raise a girl with aura like you. ”

"You won the award, when my mother took me and my brother away from my hometown and came to City A, I just knew how to walk, and I didn't remember it at all. ”

"Then I have to go back and see, after all, it's my hometown, how can people forget their roots?"

In this way, the two set the destination of their trip to Jiangnan.

Luo Yichen personally made the decision, and the people under his hands also acted quickly. Two days later, Yu Wanwan had already arrived in Jiangnan.

She stood on Zhong Lingyuxiu's land, staring at the Jiangnan branded with childhood memories.

This place is as elegant as yesterday, and the winding river is full of flat boats like dumpling leaves. There are many houses on both sides of the river, and at a glance it is a mixture of blue and white.

The tall willow trees shaded the sunlight, and the shadows reflected in the water were hazy like a distant and quiet dream. The boatmen in the dream wore hats, held oars, and swayed slowly.

Luo Yichen took Yu Wanwan's hand and walked slowly, he enjoyed such a leisurely time very much. However, he didn't have the heart to look at the scenery.

Yu Wanwan wore a sleeveless waist-pinching cheongsam today, and her every move showed the softness and charm of the women in the Jiangnan water towns to the fullest.

Luo Yichen's eyes almost grew to her. If it weren't for the super big sunglasses, passers-by would definitely think of him as a nymphomaniac.

After a long time, Yu Wanwan suddenly turned her head: "Have you seen enough?"

Hey, this sentence is so familiar, he seems to have said it somewhere before. At that time, he was not as arrogant as her.

"Well, I can't get enough of it. ”

"Why are you staring at me all the time?"

"You're better than the scenery. ”

"Have you read Bian Zhilin's poem?"

Yu Wanwan tilted her head and asked Luo Yichen coquettishly. The two looked at each other and smiled, and read the famous "Broken Chapter" together

You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery,

The people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.

The moon adorns your windows,

You decorate other people's dreams.

"Hahaha, you've started writing crepe too. Liu Tezhu said that you are a typical science and engineering boy, and said that you used to hate other people's poetry. ”

"When I'm with you, I want to recite poetry, who made your life like poetry. ”

Yu Wanwan was amused by Luo Yichen's earthy love words, and pulled him to see the scenery that Miao Zhilan had told him when he was a child.

"Look, that bluestone alley in front, I heard my mother say that I was born here. ”

"Would you like to check it out?"

"Absolutely. You might even come across the interesting neighborhoods that your mother often talked about.

There's a dumb grandmother here who is very skillful, and she's amazing at embroidery. There is also a grandfather who can make wine, and his mother said that his osmanthus wine is very good, and the aroma can drunk the passing cats and dogs.

Oh, and the six-fingered uncle on the corner who doesn't like to deal with people......"

Luo Yichen suddenly stared, "What uncle?"

"Uncle Six-Fingered. He had six fingers on one hand, but that didn't stop him from working.

My mom said that his driving skills are very good, no matter how complicated the road is, he walks on the ground as if it were smooth, fast and steady. If it weren't for this flaw on his hands, he would have been able to join the special forces. ”

"It's a pity that such a good talent is useless because of this flaw. ”

"It's not useless. According to my mother, he used to work as a chauffeur for a very rich man, and the owner of the house was very kind to him. Later, for some reason, I returned to my hometown......"

Before Yu Wanwan finished speaking, Luo Yichen grabbed her arm and asked, "How old is he?

"I don't know, my mother also listened to those old neighbors, and she didn't know it herself. ”

"Take me to him!"

"I don't know exactly where. I heard that this six-fingered uncle has an extremely eccentric personality and basically doesn't interact with people. Also, he is very superstitious and is always afraid of gods and ghosts. For many years, directly above the gate, there is a bamboo broom to ward off evil spirits. This street is so big, let's look for it slowly.

By the way, what's wrong with you, why are you so excited all of a sudden?"

"It's nothing, there used to be a driver in my family who was also six-fingered, and then disappeared for no reason, and I have a lot of past things I want to ask him. ”

Luo Yichen tried his best to suppress his crazy beating heart, grabbed Yu Wanwan's hand and walked forward eagerly.

Both of them left the mood of sightseeing behind, but after looking around, they didn't see a broom made of bamboo hanging at the gate of the house for a day.

"Wanwan, are you sure it's this street?"

"Yes, my mother often mentions Gulou Street. ”

Yu Wanwan suddenly seemed to remember something, took Luo Yichen's hand and walked to the corner.

"The reason why this place is called Gulou Street is because there is a huge stone drum left on the corner of the street that I don't know where and which generation, you should have seen it just now, right?"

"Well, see, at the end of the road. ”

"It wasn't the end of the road, there was a narrow slit next to the stone drum, and there was a small house going through it. We've searched all over the street, but the little house hasn't been found. ”

"You're saying Uncle Six-Finger's house might be behind the stone drum. ”

"Yes. ”

Luo Yichen grabbed Yu Wanwan's hand and ran quickly. When he reached the foot of the stone drum, he suddenly stopped.

Yu Wanwan felt that his palms were sweating, and the whole person seemed to be trembling slightly. She knew that at this time, Luo Yichen's mood was very complicated, so she didn't open her mouth to disturb him.

After a long while, Luo Yichen took a deep breath and carefully walked through the gap.

A blue-brick house was indeed hidden here, and he clenched his trembling fists tightly, and slowly moved his gaze upward, above the yellowed wooden door, a huge bamboo broom hung above.

A slightly hunched old man staggered out of the house with a wooden basin, and when he looked up at the sky, he was colliding with Luo Yichen's gaze.

Luo Yichen's pupils tightened suddenly, is it?!