C60 Strange great-uncle

"Dad, why did you guys come here? Why didn't you guys call me? I've been looking for you guys for a long time." I looked at them reproachfully.

"You really have the nerve to say that when I went down to find you this morning, you slept like a dead pig, and you couldn't wake me up no matter how you shouted." His sister walked over with a smile. I scratched my head in embarrassment. That can't be. Why don't I have any memory of it?

"This is the first time I've seen you drunk. I didn't expect you to be so unrestrained. Not bad, not bad. You look just like how you did back then." Mom's face was full of gossip. I glanced at her and the scene from last night flashed through my mind. I immediately blushed. This is too embarrassing.

In the past, I was still worried that our family wouldn't match up to him, but now that you're someone with a background, we don't have any objections towards you two being together. But as you can see, he's so dazzling, you have many love rivals in the future. His mother tapped her tongue in pity, her face full of regret.

I couldn't be bothered with my mother. My father remained silent, as if he was deep in thought. I felt that my father's expression was a little strange when my mother mentioned Bai Jing, but I didn't think too much about it.

We went back to the house, talking and laughing. It just so happened that breakfast was also good, the butler called uncle, we ate together, the food was very delicious, uncle was always greeting us, I feel uncle is really happy, I can feel the warmth of home from him.

We talked for a while at dinner, and I began to feel sleepy again. So I went back to my room, and we all went back to our rooms. My great-uncle and I went upstairs together, and we happened to be next door. My great-uncle opened the door and smiled at me, and when I passed by his room, he just happened to be in the middle of closing the door, so I casually peeked inside, and was instantly stunned, I seemed to see a lot of peach wood sword hanging inside his room, but unfortunately, my great-uncle already closed the door tightly in the blink of an eye.

I went back to my room, lay down on my bed, closed my eyes and slowly fell asleep. I had gotten used to taking a nap at school and woke up an hour later. The biological clock was still on time.

After a good night's sleep, he felt refreshed, and his stomach felt a bit uncomfortable. Thus, he went to the washroom to take care of it. I was washing my hands on the sink when I heard a scream that seemed to come from next door, but when I turned off the tap and tried to listen, it stopped.

I thought maybe I had been too preoccupied lately. I hit my head, went back to my bed, and began meditating, when I heard another scream, and this time I was sure I hadn't misheard, that my senseless meditations were the most sensitive.

As I continued to identify the source of the sound, I ran over and pressed my ear to the wall. I could hear the rattle of a washing-chain coming from the next room, harsh but irregular, and I didn't know what it was.

The one next to me is my great-uncle. Thinking about the peach wood sword I saw today, it seems that my great-uncle also has a secret. I have decided to explore my great-uncle's room at night.

I went out to ask Dad about the family business, and I also wanted to find out what kind of business the family was in. As soon as I left the house, I bumped into someone I met in the garden today, and I was stunned to see him. How could he have come out of my uncle's room so sneakily, but the moment he turned around and saw me, he was obviously also frightened, and his feet involuntarily took a step back. Then I saw a trace of killing intent in his eyes, yes, that's it, I felt my heart tremble.

"Hello, we meet again. I'm going to find my dad. Did you see that?" I greeted him calmly with my hands behind my back, trying to look normal.

The killing intent in his eyes gradually faded, and then there was a hint of anger, and I didn't understand what it was. I took a deep breath.

He didn't say anything and just pointed upstairs, signalling my father to stay in the room. I smiled as I thanked him before hopping upstairs. My legs were a little weak, so my pace was definitely abnormal. I hopped up to the third floor.

However, when I saw him, I remembered that I caught another elves in the garden today. I almost forgot about it, so I went to meet that elves after looking for dad. As for that Xiang Jiang, he needs to be on guard, I feel that he's a bit mysterious and a bit dangerous.

I knocked on Dad's door. The door opened and Dad looked at me drowsily. "Xing'er, why are you here?" "Dad yawned as he said that." "No way, you're still sleeping. Dad, you're too good at sleeping."

I pushed my father away and went to sit on the sofa. "Where's Mom?" I looked around but there was no sign of my mother.

"She went shopping with your sister. They aren't used to taking an afternoon nap, so your brother-in-law drove them to the city to shop when they were bored." Dad said as he sat down across from me. He still felt light and dreamy.

"Dad, what is our family doing?" I looked at Dad with a gossipy expression. Dad glanced at me and said, "Why are you asking this?"

"I was just curious. Look, I've been here for two days already. I feel like I'm very rich, but I don't even know how I earned it." I spread my hands and smiled.

"I'm not too sure about that. I heard your great-uncle mention it a little, as if everything involved a little bit of real estate, food, and so on." His father narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, oh, then what about uncle? How much do you know about him?" I asked tentatively.

The first time I met him was when I was 18 years old, and he came to the house to find your grandfather, saying that he wanted to bring me back to acknowledge his ancestors. At that time, I found out about your grandfather's identity, and when I came back for the first time, I was also shocked by this family. I found out for the first time that I was actually of the second generation from a rich family, and was also secretly delighted, and wanted to enter the family tree. Dad was lost in memories, some lonely, some grateful.

"Some things happened later on, and I discovered that your grandfather's decision to leave was correct. Thus, I insisted on leaving this place. Later on, I would return to bring back your grandfather's ashes."

"How old is that great-uncle now? He doesn't look like my grandpa at all!" I grabbed a bunch of grapes from the fruit bowl on the table and ate them happily.

"Your great-uncle is your grandfather's youngest brother. Your grandfather actually has other brothers and sisters, but they are already dead. He's also over 80 years old." Dad sighed.

"Oh, oh, does great-uncle believe in ghosts and gods?"

"What the hell do you think?" Dad was surprised.