Book 1: Chapter 2: Abandoned Weather Station

Book 1: Chapter 2: Abandoned Weather Station

I rolled up the whole guestbook, pulled it off the string with a hard tug, shoved it in my pocket, and then left the museum. Fatty followed me out, but he didn't seem to understand what was going on. We squatted down in a corner and carefully read the transfer statement several times. I flipped back and forth through the guestbooks other pages and found that all the other messages were normal. This was the only page that had a problem.

"Thisdoes this really count?" Fatty asked me.

I nodded. Although I didnt know much about these kinds of things, all the other documents must have been prepared if Uncle Three really wanted to leave me something.

Fatty immediately went back in, saying that he would go through all the other guestbooks on the wall since there might be other plots that were transferred like this.

I sat on the steps and waited for him. I was in a daze for a long time before I finally recovered and checked the information on my phone. The plot at No.87, Section A, Changping Road, Xiaosongshan seemed to be a large area in Yeshan, Nanjing that used to be a weather station. Uncle Three bought the whole plot after the station was condemned. He had done it more than a decade ago when land prices were very low. Although that plot wasnt very valuable now, it was still a huge sum compared to what it had been worth at the time.

But this wasn't the first time that Uncle Three had bought land. He ended up buying most of the land around his old house, but he certainly hadn't done it for investment purposes.

My initial reaction was, what's underground?

But in this day and age, it was a well-known fact that the things in tombs often werent as valuable as the land the tombs occupied. With this particular plot of land, it didnt seem to matter what was underground.

Fatty didnt find anything and came back out, but he didnt seem dejected at all. We got in the car and headed for Yeshan Town. Fatty cracked the window, took out a cigarette, and then shook his head, "Mr. Nave, your uncle is actually quite loyal. Why didnt I have such an uncle? It looks like weve found a career in the second half of our lives. If God wants you to be rich at midnight, who can make you poor just before the dawn (1)? This Fat Master should be the general manager, yeah?"

I didn't have time to talk nonsense with him. I felt my heart start churning as I looked at the simple deed in my hand and the thumbprint that was on it.

Uncle Three might not really be dead.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

On the one hand, an unresolved stone in my heart had finally begun to shift in a direction that made me feel at ease. If he wasnt dead, then it wasnt any of my business how he stirred up trouble outside. But on the other hand, if he didn't die and didn't show up, did that mean that things werent over yet? It was a terrifying thought.

Not only had the Wu family secretly dealt with things for three generations, but I had already used up all my strength. My mind and even the demons in my heart were too old to keep going now. Was it really not over?

I didnt dare think about it.

We asked the Didi driver a bunch of questions as we headed towards the weather station. Yeshan was a mining town full of mountains and valleys. There were even a variety of rolling hillsides and various geological protection areas around the town. I checked the county annals and found that the underground mines in this town were all tunnels from past dynasties. The earliest discovered tunnels were from the Western Zhou Dynasty, and they stretched several hundred meters below ground. I didnt know whether Uncle Three had bought this place because of those mines or if there was something else here.

When we turned off the main road and started down the village road, the driver told us that the weather station was on the mountain behind the village. We got out of the car and headed into the old, cramped village. Old wooden houses and new concrete houses were all crowded together, and the path in between them was only three people wide. Many slogans from the Cultural Revolution were still there. The vegetation out here on the outskirts of the city was well protected, and the trees were towering. Although the village road was only a few steps away, there was still a sinister feeling that came with walking in the mountains.

Once we left the village, we followed the barren mountain road up the back of the mountain. Fatty was frowning and started scolding, "This lot can only be used to build a graveyard. The land we just walked past is so good, yet all your Uncle Three left you was a corner."

"Tomb real estate is still real estate. Do one business, love one business (2)." I laughed at him.

I frowned and listened for a while, suddenly realizing that these two guys were posing as me and my Uncle Three to sell the land.

At this time, a hammering sound came from inside the ruins. There appeared to be some people working inside. When I glanced at Fatty, he said, "Well this is awkward. How are you going to handle it?"

"Damn it!" I quickly stood up and shouted, "Jin Wantang!"

Said man had just sent the people away and immediately froze when he looked back and saw my unexpected appearance. Then, his whole body leaped up and he ran away with a "Wah!" Fatty and I moved to outflank him as his man came over to stop us. Fatty tripped the guy and pushed him directly to the ground. When the guy landed, he didn't dare get up again.

Fatty continued giving chase.

The three of us rushed into the village, but Jin Wantang was too old to run. I kicked him into the courtyard of the villages ancestral hall and then went up and started cursing him, "Do you want to fucking die?" I took out my phone and pointed to the text message, "Are you fucking messing with me? Are you trying to trick me?"

Jin Wantang looked at my phone, but didn't respond. He could only point at me and say, "Little Master Three, Im still an elder. Even if I do something wrong, you can't be so rough."

I sneered, "You want me to pity you because youre old, right? If you dare say youre an elder one more time, Ill call Little Brother up and have him beat you to death."

"I really wasnt messing with you. Your Uncle Three asked me to hand the land over to you, but I thought you would find it useless. I figured I could help you sell it first and then give it to you in cash. Im just providing a service. Jin Wantang looked at me seriously.

"Youre helping me sell the land? You just want to take it for yourself!"

"Why would I want this barren hill, Little Master Three? This land is so strange, can't you see it?" Jin Wantang said mysteriously. "Besides, do you know why your Uncle Three bought this land? Im doing it for your own good."

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TN Notes:

(1) Basically, as long as you work hard, dont give up, and seize good opportunities, the God of Luck definitely wont pass you by.

(2) Its basically an attitude that as long as you start doing a certain thing or working in a certain industry, then you should love it and continue to do it. Since theyre grave robbers, selling a plot of land to put graves in isnt that far off lol

(3) If you couldnt tell, theyre super elite schools. MIT stands for Massachusetts Institute of Technology and is in the US. Zhejiang University is an elite Chinese university located in Hangzhou. Tiffany said Wu Xie actually studied at Zhejiang University, so he's pretty smart (obviously lol).

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These are definitely long chapters lol. I think the short chapters from "10 Years Later" and the New Year's Specials spoiled me. I'll do the best I can with keeping updates coming this week, but my family has requested my presence for Christmas Eve/Day so I guess I'll have to crawl out of my cave and be sociable for once lol.