Chapter Sixty-Seven: Do You Know the Fifth Escape?

"Well, I'm really sorry to bother you for so many days, and I'm sorry to trouble you. Fanyin said sincerely, "I also bought some rice, flour, grain and oil that I usually use at home." After eating breakfast later, I'll clean up and plan to go back to Dongling. "On the way to buy breakfast, Sanskrit has already decided.

"Well, why so suddenly?" the uncle wondered.

"Nor suddenly. Fanyin smiled embarrassedly, they were not related, but the other party took care of himself these days without asking for any reason, and now that he is better, he should naturally leave.

Fanyin put the breakfast on the long mahogany table, turned around and went to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks, and when she opened the pale green thin cloth curtain and came out, she didn't want to look directly into the uncle's eyes, pretending to look at the utensils in her hand and the blue brick road under her feet.

She poured the soy milk from the box into the clay-glazed bowl of the uncle and herself, and drank it with a sullen head. The uncle didn't interject, the room was quiet as if there was no one, and even the growth of flowers was rougher than the two of them. Soon the two finished breakfast, and Fanyin cleaned up the table.

"You're very interesting. Uncle Wen said without a match, obviously not caring to let Fanyin know that he could easily see this artifact.

"Or maybe my uncle doesn't like these little tricks of mine at all. "Sanskrit is a little sad for no reason. "I'm deaf. ”

Uncle Wen looked surprised.

Fanyin silently took the dishes and chopsticks back to the kitchen to clean, and when she came out, she saw that the uncle was still sitting at the long table and had not left. Sanskrit took a breath and walked to her room. As I walked, I thought I was going to leave immediately. When she came to the door, she clenched her fists, broke out in a cold sweat, and finally mustered up the courage and said,

"Uncle...... I want to ask you something. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Do you know anyone from the Fifth Family?"

"The first day you came to the village, you seem to have been asking about it. ”

"Hmm. Sanskrit did not deny it.

"How did you come to this tourist village to inquire?"

"I was passing by here a few years ago, and there was a school down the street where the teacher was teaching spiritual law...... This method is similar to mine......"

"Your last name is fifth?"

"Hmm. ”

"Then why did you remember to come back here after all these years and ask? Is Dongling's life very hard? Can't spare time?"

"It's not hard. Sanskrit replied tastelessly, in fact, she didn't know how to answer this question, didn't it work?

"Are the people there nice to you?"

"Good. Sanskrit came back to her senses and replied earnestly.

"Your name is the Fifth Sanskrit?"

"Hmm," when he finished answering this sentence, Fanyin suddenly saw a strange expression on his uncle's face in Ling Jing, probably a look of suspicion and disgust.

When she asked Fangyin just now, Fanyin didn't dare to face the uncle directly, she was asked through Ling Jing, and now seeing him like this, she slowly turned around and asked him cautiously, "Yes...... Is there anything wrong?"

"It doesn't look like it. The uncle said suddenly, obviously disgusted, and it still looked like he was playing with a child's temper.

"I, I'm not like anything else!" Pingbai was disgusted by this experience, Sanskrit suddenly trembled, raised his voice, and puffed up his little face. She looks much younger than her actual age, but she can't show her seriousness in the army all year round. At this moment, I made a little sex, and it was revealed.

"You haven't seen my parents again, I look like my father!"

"No way! No, is your dad so short?" Uncle Wen looked surprised, obviously he was hit by this "sudden" bad news!

"I! How can my dad be as tall as me! My dad is about the same height as you, and he should be taller than you. Sanskrit raised her nose and exaggerated with a little pride. In fact, Uncle Wen is more than 180 centimeters tall, and his father is indeed about the same height, but he is not taller than him. Fanyin just deliberately angered Uncle Wen and extinguished his arrogant flames. Who knows, it's counterproductive.

"I'll just say! It's impossible! There's no dwarf in the fifth family!" Uncle Wen heard Sanskrit's answer, and his heart immediately relaxed, and he looked quite proud of it.

Sanskrit was overwhelmed by his reaction, not knowing what he was trying to say.

"But why are you so short? Do you follow your mother? No, your father is so tall, even if your mother is short. "Uncle is still struggling with this problem.

"My mother is also much taller than me, she is not short at all!" Although Sanskrit was confused, she immediately clarified when she heard the question about her mother.

"So, then what's the matter with you?" the uncle raised his head and looked at Fanyin questioningly, looking not very satisfied, and crossed his hands in front of his chest.

"I, what's wrong with me, me?" Sanskrit was scrutinized, and her face turned red and white. Fanyin's body is indeed not high, let alone slender and tall, but with a hundred and sixty-two centimeter appearance, it can't be said that she is short. She was also beating the drum in her own heart, faintly uncertain.

"Is it really short? It's true that it doesn't exceed my mother's tall figure, and it also drags my father's hind legs. Fanyin whispered in her heart, her face showing embarrassment and her head was dumbfounded.

"The children of the fifth family are all tall and good-looking. Your appearance is outstanding, sweet and lovely, but this height is quite different. Uncle Wen was to the point.

"I wasn't very tall, probably because I was a kid. Fanyin lowered her head, recalling the painful past. But she suddenly woke up, pulled out of her memory, and stared straight at Uncle Wen who was sitting across the table. The mouth opened and closed, and he wanted to make a sound several times, but he didn't know how to speak.

"You, how do you know, you know someone from the Fifth Family, don't you?" Fanyin still looked at Uncle Wen directly, his eyes as if they were about to pop out of his sockets.

"Recognize. The uncle said seriously.

Fanyin felt her blood surge, her heart beating wildly, and a longing smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

"You, you," she didn't know how to ask again, in fact, she didn't know what she wanted to ask, what she wanted to know, she just wanted to find her parents all these years, she wanted to find the shadow of her parents. No matter how ridiculous it was, she couldn't let go of that thought.

"Do you know someone from the Fifth Family?" repeated Van Yin happily.

"Are you a friend of the Fifth Family?" Sanskrit lowered her voice slightly, in fact, she didn't want to ask this sentence, but she didn't dare to ask that sentence.

"Do you know about the Leng family?" the uncle asked coldly.

"Leng family, I don't know, what are you talking about?"

"You came here not only to ask about the fifth family, but also to ask the Leng family. You know some of the things in their midst, don't you?" explained the uncle.

"I? I don't know, do you know each other?"

"Then why did you ask both questions at the same time?"

"That's because I have a friend whose surname is Leng, and I always feel that he is somewhat similar to me. Sanskrit explained, thinking of Leng Yi in his mind.

"And your friend knows, does it feel the same way you do?"

"He doesn't know, who knows what he's going to have in his head all day. Sanskrit smiled.

When Uncle Wen heard this, he had a strange expression on his face, as if a difficult problem could not be solved, and the Sanskrit sound was incomprehensible.

"You are so smart, I thought at first that your father had mentioned the Leng family to you. ”

"Uncle, you know my father, don't you? Speaking of her father's name, Fanyin's heart will always be sour, but she still pronounced it, even if there is only this one name left, it is enough to accompany her for the rest of her life.

"I don't know. ”