Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 270 Dumplings Open the Door

At the same time, Wushan Residence.

"How's it going? Did you get through?" the fat man asked, nestled in his wicker chair and taking a sip of tea.

"I can't get through." Wu Xiaoxie shook his head, put his phone on the table, and said in frustration, "I don't know which remote mountain forest that kid Muyu has run off to. I can't get through to him on the phone."

Just as the fat man was about to say something, Wang Mengmeng rushed into the inner room with a messy head of hair, crying and wailing, "Boss~ It's terrible, boss!"

Wu Xiaoxie rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. "What's wrong now?"

Wang Mengmeng glanced at the fat man with a wronged expression and pouted, "Boss, you have to think of something quickly. If this continues, that guy will smash up our shop."

Wu Xiaoxie was puzzled, thinking to himself, "What nonsense are you spouting, kid?"

As they walked out of the inner hall together, they saw the young man pull his right hand away from the gilded blue-bottomed vase on the carved wooden shelf. He glanced at the two of them and said indifferently, "It's fake."

Wu Xiaoxie was taken aback, and immediately felt a little embarrassed, thinking to himself, "I know this is fake, but don't tell anyone."

The young man still had that same indifferent expression in his eyes, and his complexion had recovered, but his eyes were full of confusion when he looked at the two of them, yet he carefully hid that confusion.

Wu Xiaoxie sighed, turned to the fat man and asked, "What did the doctor say when he was discharged from the hospital?"

The fat man shrugged. "It's the same as always. Apparently, he can recall some fragments. The doctor said that his condition is caused by a strong stimulus, resulting in a stress reaction. He needs to find some familiar and memorable things to stimulate him in order to have any chance of getting better. Otherwise, stewing pig brains every day won't help."

"What are your plans?" the fat man asked again.

Wu Xiaoxie sighed and said helplessly, "What can we do? We don't know where his relatives are, and he doesn't know either. The only thing he knows is a wooden fish, but we can't contact them for the time being. He doesn't have any relevant documents or anything. If we just leave him alone, won't that just let him become a homeless person on the streets?"

"Then what do you suggest?" The fat man grabbed a handful of crushed peanuts from a small dish on the coffee table and popped them into his mouth. "How about letting him stay here? I see you still have room in your inner room."

Wang Mengmeng weakly raised her hand, "That's my home."

Wu Xiaoxie was a little embarrassed because he couldn't explain what he had done to his family yet, especially his third uncle's matter. He only dared to tell his second uncle. If he brought the person home rashly, his grandmother and the others would definitely ask him all sorts of questions, and he would have no way to explain it then.

Wu Xiaoxie looked at the fat man and said in a low voice, "Didn't you just set up a new branch in Liulichang? What's wrong with having a couple of people live there?"

As soon as he mentioned the fat man, he yelled, "My place is so small, barely big enough to fit my feet. I just moved into a new place after selling my old stall. It's only 40 square meters. If you let him live there, I wouldn't even dare to find a lover. If people see me hiding a pretty boy, they'll think I'm a gigolo."

Wu Xiaoxie angrily said, "How can you be so heartless? This person has saved our lives more than once. Why are you worried about this unreliable person?"

The fat man curled his lip and said, "You make it sound so easy. He doesn't live here, so of course you can talk like that without feeling the pain. This has nothing to do with whether he can be saved or not. Why don't we chip in and find him a place to live, hire a nanny, and take good care of him?"

"How about this, I'll rent a place and you find a nanny. We'll find a place nearby to settle him down first, and we'll talk about the future later." The fat man scratched his head and made the decision, "It's settled then."

Wang Mengmeng, who was standing to the side, quietly raised her hand and said, "Actually... I know where there are houses." Wu Xiaoxie and the other looked over, and Wang Mengmeng chuckled twice and continued, "Boss, Fatty Boss, have you forgotten that my brother Yu's big house has been empty all this time?"

"Oh right!" Wu Xiaoxie clapped his hands suddenly. "How could I forget about Muyu's house?"

The fat man thought for a moment and said, "Ah, this is a good idea. Anyway, the house is just sitting empty. Besides, Muyu is also a member of the Zhang family, and the young man is his elder. It's only reasonable for an elder to live in the home of a junior."

The young man listened silently to their arrangements, a hint of confusion in his eyes, without uttering a word.

"Let's go, let's go get the car. Wang Xiaomeng, you watch the shop for now. Your boss and I will be right back." The fat man grabbed one person with each hand and started walking outside.

An hour later, the dusty old Jinbei van pulled up in front of the house. The fat man slammed the door open and pulled out two large bags of vegetables from the back seat.

The young man quietly got off the bus, carrying the two bags of meatballs that the fat man had given him at the market.

"Dumplings, dumplings, open the door, Fatty's here to see you."

The fat man stood in front of the grand red-lacquered wooden door and shouted at the top of his lungs.

People on the street turned to look when they heard the noise, but the fat man didn't feel embarrassed at all and was about to shout again when Wu Xiaoxie quickly stopped him.

"Stop shouting, just make a phone call. There are so many people watching. Your loud voice makes us feel like you're collecting debts." Wu Xiaoxie took out his phone and searched through his contacts. In his other hand, he was carrying a plastic bag containing a large grass carp weighing over ten pounds. It was alive, and when it flicked its tail, water splashed all over his hand.

The fat man shrugged. "I'm carrying things in both hands, I can't exactly kick them, can I? If Muyu finds out when he gets back, he'll give me a beating."

The call connected, and Wu Xiaoxie spoke a few words to the person inside. Less than half a minute later, the door in front of him opened from the inside.

"Hey, Third Master, Fatty, what brings you two here?" Dumpling said with a beaming smile.

Glancing at the young man beside him, and remembering what Master Yu had told him before he left, she immediately said warmly, "This young man must be the distinguished guest Master Yu mentioned. Come in, come in. Master Yu gave all the instructions before he left. The room on the second floor has been cleaned in advance, just waiting for you to move in."

The fat man chuckled, "See? What did I tell you? Someone as meticulous as Muyu must have already made arrangements. There's no need for us two fools to worry about it."

Dumpling removed the hinged threshold and parked the large Jinbei van under the shed in the yard.

Fatty and Wu Xiaoxie had already made their way into the kitchen.

"Come, come, young man, this way." Dumpling took the meatballs from the young man's hand, put them in the refrigerator, and led him into the main house.

Upon reaching the second floor and passing through the corridor, Jiaozi pointed to the second sunny room on the left and said, "This room was cleaned up by Master Yu. If you see anything missing, I'll go to the storage room to get it for you."

The young man stared at the carvings on the wooden door for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind. He reached out and slowly pushed it open, and the midday sun poured in, shining through the clean and bright glass, making the whole room warm and cozy. A gentle breeze blew in from the half-open window, brushing past his ears and bringing a refreshing coolness.

(End of this chapter)