Tomb Robbery: When Little Buddha Wu Started Playing and Raising

"boom!"

The wooden door made of golden nanmu was kicked open with force.

Wu Xie leaned against the door, breathing heavily, his cheeks flushed abnormally, as if he was deprived of oxygen, and the air flow passed through Wu Xie's throat, making a "whoosh" sound. Wu Xie clenched his fist and punched his painful chest, swallowed, moistened his throat, and spoke with difficulty: "Master Wu..."

Everyone was attracted by the sound of Wu Xie kicking the door and rushed over. Many doormen of the Wu family thought they were being attacked and ran over with the guy in their hands.

When Shen Zhi and his wife arrived, Wu Xizheng had been recognized and carried into the lobby. He was drinking tea from a cup with trembling hands.

When Mr. Wu saw his embarrassed look, he was shocked and said, "What's wrong? What happened? Tell me, is the enemy here? I'll bring someone to capture him right now."

"No." Wu Xie shook his head gently. He had calmed down a little now, and knew that it was useless to worry blindly. He said in a deep voice: "My little brother is lost."

"what!"

Both of them exclaimed, "How could the child be lost? Where was it lost?"

"In front of home." Wu Xie rubbed his face, "My brother seems to have made friends recently, so I didn't pick him up every day. I wanted to let them cultivate their relationship, but..."

Shen Zhi's legs were so weak that she couldn't stand, and she was half-hugged and half-hugged by Mr. Wu to sit on the chair of the Eight Immortals. Her hands were tightly wringing the handkerchief, and she looked lost. Mr. Wu quickly calmed her down, knowing that now was not the time to blame Wu Xie. When he was there, he frowned and asked: "Since it was thrown at the doorstep, have you looked at the appearance of the trafficker?"

Wu Xing said natteringly: "He ran away on his own..."

"You ran away by yourself?" Wu Wu and Shen Zhi both looked strange. Shen Zhi said cautiously, "Did you two quarrel? Xiao Xie ran away from home in anger?"

Mr. Wu's expression became obviously much more relaxed, "Looking at you like this, I thought the sky was falling. Didn't you just run away from home? My two bastards are clamoring to sever the father-son relationship with me every day, and they often beat me because of it." They ran away from home, don't worry, they will come back naturally when they get hungry."

"Really?" Wu Xie thought about the child's determined running back and asked in a low voice, "Will he really come back?"

It was as if he was seeking some kind of recognition to get through the heart palpitations.

Shen Zhi and Mr. Wu looked at each other, and finally Shen Zhi stood up, gently wiped the sweat from Wu Xie's forehead with a handkerchief, and asked softly: "Don't worry, Xiao Xie just lost his temper. Wait until he calms down." He'll come back naturally, don't worry. Tell us, why did you and Xiaoxie have such a quarrel? No matter who is right or wrong, I will definitely tell him well when he comes back. He is so young, and if he is angry again He can't run away from home. What should he do if he is in danger? You just love him too much."

"That's right!" Mr. Wu echoed from the side, insisting on his theory that filial sons emerge from under the stick, saying: "If the child disobeys, just give him a beating."

Shen Zhi glared at him, "Stop causing trouble."

Wu Xie held Shen Zhi tightly, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and repeated: "We didn't quarrel, we didn't..."

To make a long story short, Wu Xie gave a few simple explanations, and everyone spread out to look for him.

……

The little brother has a friend in school, and I heard he is his back desk, named Chu Huai.

No one in the class plays with him. He is a very timid child and does not like to communicate with others. After the little brother came, the number of mutes in the class naturally increased from one to two. Xu was curious about the little brother, so he occasionally talked to the little brother. The child remembered Wu Xie's instructions and made more friends, so he occasionally He responded lazily with drooped eyelids.

After going back and forth, the two became familiar with each other.

Wu Xie would wait at the school gate early every day, waiting for his younger brother to finish school, and sometimes chat with the parents of other children.

Because he knew Wu Xie was waiting outside, the child relied on his good skills. Every time before the bell rang, he would grab his schoolbag strap and rush to the front like a cannonball.

The speed was so fast that bystanders could only feel a gust of wind blowing by. If they looked closely, they could only see the child's back, which seemed to be filled with dust. As he ran, the child's long and thick hair flowed back, revealing his smooth forehead and bright eyes. Wu Xie often thought of Brother Xiao Man rushing towards him, almost spitting out his tongue.

For this reason, Wu Xie kept talking to him, telling him to run slower and not to fall. Master, seeing you so active after class every day, he should think that you are not making progress. The children pretended not to hear, and hung on Wu Xie's neck to eat. The snacks he brought.

When Wu Xie picked up his little brother at the door that day, he was about to go home with his child. Suddenly, a soft little thing hit his leg. Wu Xie lowered his head and saw that it was a little brother about the same age. boy.

The little boy bumped into his own leg and fell to the ground due to the force of the impact.

No crying.

Wu Xie reached out and gently helped him up.

"How's it going? Does it hurt from the fall?"

The boy lowered his head timidly, his shoulders were hunched inward, and he was trembling slightly. He was obviously afraid of him and said nothing.

Wu Xie thought for a moment and gave him a small piece of the pastry he brought for his brother, "Sorry, I bumped into you."

"No, no!" Chu Huai waved his hands hurriedly, "It's my fault. I ran too fast and bumped into you."

Wu Xie didn't pay attention. He hugged the child and wanted to leave. Suddenly he felt a pulling force from his trouser legs and was grabbed by someone. It was Chu Huai. He raised his head slightly, looked at the little brother in Wu Xie's arms, and asked: "Brother, is this your father? He is so young and handsome."

The child raised his eyelids slightly, but there was no response.

The eyes he looked at Chu Huai were like X-rays, which could see through people, making him feel inexplicably guilty.

Wu Xie, on the other hand, looked at Chu Huai in surprise and asked, "Are you my friend?"

Chu Huai nodded and smiled shyly: "My name is Chu Huai. King Chu Huai's Chu Huai is my brother's back desk. I can't call him a friend. When I talk to my brother, he rarely talks to me. Maybe I think I’m too annoying.”

"That's how he is. He doesn't know how to express himself, but he has no ill intentions towards you." Knowing that Chu Huai was a friend of his younger brother, Wu Xie became much more enthusiastic about him and continued to himself: "King Chu Huai, very It’s a domineering name, and I’m very happy to be your friend.”

"Really, little brother?" Chu Huai looked at the little brother in surprise, "I'm so happy to be friends with you."

Knowing that the child didn't like to talk, Wu Xie took the initiative and said, "Of course it's true."

Wu Xie looked around and asked, "Where are your parents? Have they come to pick you up?"

Chu Huai lowered his head when he heard this, hesitated, and said with a look of embarrassment: "They are very busy, I always go home by myself."

Wu Xie said "Wow" in appreciation, touched the top of his hair, and praised: "You are so good!"