Chapter Eighty-Six: Some of Uncle Tu's Past
When the two of them heard the sound, all three of them secretly poked out an eye from the trunk of the tree and looked in the direction where Uncle Tu was.
I saw that Uncle Tu seemed to be dancing as a god, and he didn't know what he was dancing in that place.
After waiting for seven or eight minutes, Uncle Tu stopped and slowly squatted on the ground.
"I know you like to watch these the most, but it's a pity that I haven't danced very well after studying for so many years, so I can only make you make do with it."
In front of Uncle Tu, there is a small mound of earth, and it is impossible to see what this place is, but if you can hear what Uncle Tu just said, you should be able to guess that maybe this was once the place where Uncle Tu's relatives or friends were buried.
As if playing a trick, Uncle Tu took out a few wads of paper money from behind him, there was no shortage of fire in this place, and there were still sparks and smoke everywhere.
Igniting the paper money, a smile suddenly burst out on Uncle Tu's face.
"I met a junior, who is too similar to you back then, but also a little shy, a little timid, no matter when, it is not so conspicuous."
"Although it's ordinary, it seems that I'll live like an ordinary person for the rest of my life, but somehow, as soon as I see her, I think of you."
"I still remember, back then, you always followed me, and I was used to having you behind me, but I always couldn't feel you, and now I think about it, but I wasn't careful enough back then."
Coming to see the person buried in this mound is Uncle Tu's last wish.
Uncle Tu back then, not to mention that he was more dazzling than Lu Qianqiu, but it was almost the same, compared to Lu Qianqiu, Uncle Tu's background was much poorer, and his skills in this body were all slowly realized by himself after learning from his grandfather.
In order to let Uncle Tu better help the poor people, a little girl was specially sent in that village to take care of Uncle Tu's daily life.
Originally, Uncle Tu refused, but it was really difficult to refuse, not to mention that when they went outside, they couldn't make people laugh at their village.
In this way, Uncle Tu took the little girl who was about his age and walked out of the small mountain village where they had never walked out.
That year, Uncle Tu, who walked out of the small mountain village, had just passed his eighteenth birthday.
For a young man who has never been out of a small mountain village and is only eighteen years old, everything outside is attractive, even if the social environment at that time was not as it is now, and there was not so much high-tech, but the vastness and magnificence of the outside world still deeply attracted Uncle Tu's attention.
In addition, Uncle Tu is talented in this area, and he soon made a name for himself, as for the little girl, she only knew that when she left the village, her mother told her that she should serve Uncle Tu well, and it was a blessing in her life to be able to serve someone like Uncle Tu.
At that time, the meaning of the word "serving" was too great, maybe the little girl had long regarded herself as Uncle Tu's person, but Uncle Tu didn't know it and didn't realize it.
However, as the young Uncle Tu became more and more famous, many of the ladies and famous families wanted to marry their daughters to Uncle Tu, knowing that their background and all aspects were inferior to those little girls of the eldest lady, they didn't say anything, just silently took care of Uncle Tu's daily life.
Fortunately, Uncle Tu at that time had his own ideals, that is, to enter the center of the alliance, he knew that in their circle, there was a god named Zhou An, it is said that this Zhou An knew astronomy and geography, and there was nothing he didn't know and couldn't solve.
Uncle Tu has always wanted to worship under Zhou An's door, hoping to learn more skills.
Perhaps from Uncle Tu's body, it reflects what it means to be born at the wrong time, such a talented and hard-working young man, but at an undeserved age, he encountered that divine war.
If Uncle Tu is given enough time, he will definitely become the second Lu Qianqiu.
"If I were given another chance to choose again, I would rather never leave our small mountain village for the rest of my life."
The wine of memory is bitter, but the more bitter the wine, the more people will taste it, because only when you lose it, will you know how to cherish it.
Not far away, although Zhou An and the three of them couldn't see all of Uncle Tu's movements, they could see the paper money clearly, and they could also feel the sadness emanating from Uncle Tu.
It turned out that Uncle Tu came here just to meet his relatives.
As if touching the scene, Zhang Chuxue turned her head to look at Zhou An with red eyes.
"Zhou An, I want to go home."
But before Zhou An could say anything to disagree, a drop of viscous black liquid suddenly dripped on Zhang Chuxue's face, almost subconsciously, and Zhang Chuxue and the three of them looked up.
"Ah!!h