The third uncle punished Niu Er, Xiao showed his hand, and his reputation spread in the village, and everyone said that Lao Wang's family lived in a great fairy with high Taoism.

The renovation of the home can be completed for a week, and it is almost completed. I was boiling Chinese medicine for my mother in the kitchen, when my mother suddenly came in and whispered, "Qiangzi, I don't think something is right." Your third uncle just found me and asked me for something. ”

I wondered what he wanted.

My mother whispered, "He wants the relics left by your grandfather." ”

I'm actually quite suspicious of the identity of the third uncle, he appeared too suddenly, as if he fell from the sky. I also know the other side of him, he actually kills people without seeing blood, and the paper figure is folded in his hand.

Relic? Could this be the real purpose of his coming to my house?

I added a heart and whispered, "Mom, tell me, did grandpa leave anything valuable, rare treasures?" ”

Mom smiled bitterly: "Dream it." Your grandfather is a poor old man, his pension is less than 3,000 yuan a month, and the relics left behind after his death are all books and books. ”

I said, did you give all the relics to your third uncle?

Mom nodded: "There is nothing to carry people, and your father's relics are piled up in the warehouse, and your third uncle went to see it." ”

I thought about it for a moment. My mother pushed me, and at this time, the Chinese medicine was about to pounce out, so I quickly took out the medicine, wiped my hands and told her, I'll take a look.

The construction team is very professional, and the small building for the third uncle has been almost built, and the shape is very abrupt, a bit like the ancient buildings in Southeast Asia.

The door of the backyard warehouse was open, and I walked in, and the light was on inside, and the third uncle was sitting on the horse, flipping through them one by one, with piles of old books stacked beside him.

I coughed, but he didn't look up, and said casually, "Hadron is coming." ”

I squatted beside me: "Third uncle, what are you looking for, I'll help you find it." ”

I thought he would be unhappy, or find an excuse to take me away, but he nodded: "It's okay, I'm just thinking about having an assistant, there are thousands of miscellaneous books here, and it takes too long to turn them over one by one, so it's good to have you." ”

"What are you looking for?" I asked.

The third uncle turned on his phone and pulled up a picture to show me: "This is your grandfather's handwriting, you can see it clearly." ”

Grandpa died too young, and I have no impression of him, let alone his handwriting. The picture is a letter, the handwriting is regular and neat, although there are many words, but one is one, clear and clear, dense but not messy. At first glance, he has quite a foundation.

I was about to read the content carefully, and the third uncle put away his phone: "Read carefully?" Your grandfather's font is still very recognizable. You can help me find what he has written, even if it is just a few words. ”

"Oh, I thought there was some treasure." I say.

The third uncle smiled faintly: "The rare treasures are not fake, but they can be divided in whose eyes." In your eyes, in the eyes of you villagers, the things left by your grandfather may not even be as good as butt wiping paper, but here in my place, it Luoyang paper is expensive, and it is a thousand gold! ”

I laughed and said casually, it's so magical, then I'll be careful.

The third uncle explained to me how to look through the bibliography, skim out the useless books, and put them on another stack. The two of us were busy until the evening, when my sister came over to call for dinner, and I felt a sore back.

I found a lot of things with my grandfather's handwriting, but most of them were newspaper clippings and approvals, and the third uncle read each one carefully, and none of them were looking for them. Seeing that the warehouse is halfway found, tomorrow will have another day.

After eating, the third uncle moved a small table in the backyard, made tea and poured himself a drink, staring at the moonlight in a daze.

I moved a stool and sat next to me: "Third uncle, what are you looking for, can you tell me?" ”

The third uncle looked at me, groaned and said, "Qiangzi, you should recognize who I am." ”

He was so blunt that I couldn't speak for a moment.

The third uncle said: "Real people don't tell lies, they recognize it, they recognize it, there are only the two of us here, there is no need to beat around the bush." ”

I lowered my voice: "Paper man Zhang ......"

The third uncle nodded: "The person who was there that night was me." Paper Man Zhang used to hurt me, when I was young. I looked for him for many years, but I didn't expect to find him hiding here when I returned to my hometown, this is accidental, but also providential, there is a cause and effect in the dark, and I can't run if I want to. ”

"Third uncle, don't you don't want to listen to what I say." I say.

The third uncle made a gesture and asked me to talk about it.

I cautiously said, "You, are you the third uncle of our family?" ”

The third uncle laughed and poured me a cup of tea: "This is like a fake, I am indeed An Shichang's son." ”

An Shichang is my grandfather's tuba.

The third uncle smiled, and his expression was downcast: "In terms of blood, it is true that I am his son, but I don't recognize him as a father." Because when I was six years old, he sold me! ”

As he spoke, he tilted his neck and poured all the hot tea into his stomach.

The third uncle sighed and said, "Qiangzi, you appeared in the paper man's house that night, which means that our two are destined!" I didn't know you were my nephew at the time. Those who do my job can't get married and have children, you are equivalent to my son! Can you trust me? ”

I hurriedly nodded: "Third uncle, you can endure too much, although we haven't known each other for a long time, but my mother's uncle is big, and the blood is thicker than water, so I can't run away." I believe in you. ”

The third uncle looked lonely: "A good one's blood is thicker than water." ”

I could see what he wanted to say to me, but he never said it.

I'm measured, and we've only known each other for a week at most, and it's not enough to say how deep our feelings are. I don't know if the words he didn't say were too secretive, or if he didn't fully trust me.

The next day, I spent another day in the warehouse with him, sifting all the relics.

The third uncle frowned, and it seemed that he had not found what he was looking for.

He went to ask my mom again if that was all he had left behind.

Mom coughed and said she didn't know.

According to my mother, although my grandfather lived with us, the old man had a strange temper, often lived alone, did not tell the family anything, and had a very weak relationship with his children, like a distant relative living in our house.

The third uncle frowned, and said vigorously that it was not right, it should have ignored something.

On this day, I went out of the village to run errands, and when I came back, I saw Zhang Hong surrounded by a group of people, it was Niu Er. It turned out that Zhang Hong drove out of the village, hurriedly didn't look at the road, and knocked down the motorcycle that Niu Er's buddy parked on the side of the road.

That buddy was shit in the budding rice field, so he didn't do it at the time, he didn't wipe his buttocks, and stopped Zhang Hong's car to make him pay a new one.

Zhang Hong and Niu Er are from the same village and are of the same age, but they have no friendship with each other and don't look down on each other. Niu Er, these bastards don't look down on honest farming, and Zhang Hong will not be with these bastards.

Niu Er is a professional porcelain household, but he rarely does it in the village, and now he has to pay attention to people, so he has to let Zhang Hong compensate. Zhang Hong was surrounded by them, pushing around, blushing and thick-necked, and yelling: "You bully honest people, right?!" He jumped into the truck, picked up a shovel, and waved it on the car, his eyes red: "Come on! Come if you don't want to die! ”

A bastard laughed: "Don't say it, it's really like Wang Ba's fist." ”

Zhang Hong's eyes widened: "What did you say?" ”

Niu Er's illness has been cured by the third uncle, and he looks like a scoundrel again, and says lazily: "Your wife cuckolded you and made you a turtle king, and you are now the king of the eight kings!" ”

Zhang Hong's blood poured pupils, jumped off the car with a shovel, and smashed Niu Er with a shovel.

Niu Er reacted quickly, jumped back, and was smashed into a pit on the ground.

Niu Er was angry: "Damn, attempted murder!" Call the police and arrest him! ”

Someone next to him said: "Brother Niu, now let's beat him in legitimate defense, and we don't have to pay for our lives if we kill him." ”

A group of people swarmed up and surrounded Zhang Hong inside, punching and kicking him.

I rushed over, slammed my shoulders into these scoundrels, and shouted, "Stop! ”

Niu Er scolded and scolded: "Who didn't put on his pants, and revealed such a person." When he saw me, his face changed slightly.

I glared at him: "Niu Er, let you people stop." ”

Niu Er didn't move, looking at me with unkind eyes.

I know that he is not afraid of me, but of the third uncle.

At this moment, my blood was boiling, and a strong desire suddenly emerged, I want to be like my third uncle and make everyone afraid of me!

I looked at Zhang Hong, who was still being punched and kicked, and stared at Niu Er's eyes: "Niu Er, let them all stop!" Otherwise, I'll tell my third uncle to go. ”

Niu Er smacked his lips and said, "Okay, okay, stop fighting." Those people were still doing it, and Niu Er yelled: "Stop fighting!" ”

The scene calmed down, and the gangsters were all standing behind Niu Er.

Niu Er said with a cold face: "The surname Wang, if you want to take care of our affairs, your hair is still too tender, and you will not use your third uncle to press me in the future!" I'll give you a face today, don't say I'm afraid of you, next time there won't be this. ”

He beckoned to the bastards, and one by one they got on the motorcycle, and whistled away in the blink of an eye.

I went over to help Zhang Hong up, Zhang Hong's face was covered with blood, he cried very sadly and angrily, his chest rose and fell violently, and his mouth was still scolding: "Bully people, let you bully people......"

I patted him: "Let's go, go to the hospital and deal with it." ”

The two of us drove to the town hospital, and Zhang Hong was supposed to deliver the goods, but it was delayed. I accompanied him to treat all the wounds, and he was crying sadly.

He cried and said, "Qiangzi, whatever I say, I will recognize my predecessor as a master, if he doesn't recognize me, I will die!" ”