The first thing Wang Jiao thought of was that the boss Mei, who claimed to be surnamed Zhang, looked a bit like "Heiwozi", with almost the same eyebrows and eyes, which was much worse in the head shape, which made him less judgment.

"What's the 'Anling Sanren'? Is this black gold's father?"

"Not... it's possible that it's uncle or uncle."

"Even brothers are not sure."

While talking there, Peng Yanran was stunned when she heard it, "Honey, why did you suddenly talk about black gold?"

"Don't you think that the coal boss just now looks very similar to the 'Heiwozi'?"

"There are many people who look like me, my husband."

“…”

It makes sense, but Wang Jiao doesn't believe it.

Especially on the ground in Chenzhou, a coal boss suddenly appeared, saying "accidentally", but he wanted to come over and chat with him.

Without any idea, he didn't believe it at all.

"Son-in-law, I'm still staying outside and not leaving, why do you say?"

He still held the kingdom, which was about to fire a gun in his hand, and after coming in, he said to Wang Jiao, "Do you want me to give him some color?"

"The fourth uncle is not in a hurry."

He reached out and signaled Wang Guo not to be excited. Wang Jiao pondered, "This person, let's ask him what the hell is."

"good."

Wang Jiao stood up and walked out directly. The "Anling Sanren" did not leave the post station. The official guesthouse was a bit sloppy, but the advantage was that there was no shortage of supplies. People ate the materials chewed by horses were always enough.

Folk guesthouses and hotels value signs, either taste or service. In short, you must have unique secret skills to retain old customers.

The caravans with a lot of people below are still pointing to safety and not pursuing fancy things.

"Anling Sanren" was immediately happy when he saw Wang Jiao coming out, but when he saw Wang Jiao's left and right guards, he didn't dare to go forward, but just bowed from a distance.

Seeing this, Wang Jiao stepped forward and asked, "What is your identity? You are so secretive. Don't worry, you are the reincarnation of Zhang Zi. It's just a big deal to me. I don't take it seriously at all."

“…”

"I don't mean to insult your ancestors. You just need to know my attitude."

"this……"

"Anling Sanren" looked at the people around Wang Jiao, then turned around and waved to his subordinates, "You can disperse first."

"yes."

The subordinates of this coal boss were actually quite well-trained. After receiving the order from the boss, they directly retreated for dozens of meters.

"Your surname is Wang, and you have been to the newspapers of the Ministry of Education, right?"

"Yes, that's the case."

"Your mother's surname is Wang, and your mother's name is Wang Baozhu, right?"

“…”

I would like to deny it, but this matter has actually become a "personality".

In Beicang Province and Annan Province, who doesn’t know that Wang Jiao, the head of Beicang Province, has always been lacking in his father?

Sister Baozhu bragged to the reporter and didn’t make any money anyway, so it doesn’t matter to Wang Jiao.

Sister Heng and Xu Baozhu did take good care of him, so it would be no big problem to make her vain.

But now I suddenly want to backfire...

"You may have misunderstood something. Although my surname is Wang and Sister Baozhu is also Wang, it's just a coincidence."

"That's right, back then... about 85 years ago, I had a brother who was exploring outside. He left a family pendant in the South China Sea, which was considered a token. He originally planned to go back to the South China Sea around 1988, but because the students were having a big fuss at that time, the 'Tianyazhou' fought again, and the 'Bulgarians' were also in a fierce situation at this time. When the situation in the country and the dynasty was tense, there was no chance."

"real?"

Wang Jiao looked disbelief.

"It's true!"

"The brother you mentioned...is it you?"

“…”

"Anling Sanren" shook his face, and he always felt that the young man in front of him had two tricks, not simple, but he still said solemnly, "It's really my brother. I can still walk in Gaoting Mountain by the name of my ancestors, but it still doesn't work on the official side. This is why the name "Anling Sanren" is used as a substitute."

"Your brother?"

Wang Jiao looked up and down at "Anling Sanren" and thought about it again: Sister Baozhu said that she had come to him as a cultural person, and the one in front of him was a coal boss, and his identity was indeed a bit different...

But who stipulates that a coal boss cannot be a literary youth?

A perverted killer can still be an artist.

"If you are really Zhang Zi, you won't be so hiding your head and tail."

"This is not comparable to that of Zhang Zi and Zhang Zi..."

"Anling Sanren" was also a little speechless and said with some shame, "Our branch is closer to the Xue family. Although our ancestors, "Yucun Sanren" and "Hunan Sanzhang" were brothers, the mother of "Hunan Sanzhang" was Mr. Xu, and the mother of "Yucun Sanren" was Xue."

"Yuchuan scattered people? Why are they scattered again? I don't believe it scattered more than two hundred years ago. It's always a name, right?"

"Well, there are certainly some, but it doesn't matter. What's important is that our ancestors helped farmers and workers for their careers and were repeatedly persecuted. Many later generations inherited the will of our ancestors. We can't always walk with the 'Zhangzi'."

“…”

This is too awesome.

"Supporting farmers and workers" more than two hundred years ago? Isn't this seeking death?

Wang Jiao thought, "Assisting farmers and workers" now, they are asking for trouble, let alone more than two hundred years ago?

But to be honest, this courage is different and more heroic.

Even though I admire him, Wang Jiao still wanted to know a question: "I don't care about anything else, don't you know what your ancestor's name is? I just want to know and then go to the capital to check the information."

"Ancestor Zhang De."

“…”

"Then what? Taizu and Taizong are there after it. What is the name of this 'Yucun Sanren'? I may not necessarily go to the Beijing Library to check for the 'Son of Zhang De'. How do I know how many sons this old senior has?"

"Cough um..." He coughed lightly, "Anling Sanren" whispered, "The ancestors were not called cherry."

"Hero's Hero? Ceramic Ceramic?"

"It's... cherry. fruit."

"Sakura...cherry?"

"Um."

Wang Jiao blinked, is this scientific? Is this reasonable?

He also knows some of the descendants of the time traveler, and Old Man Qian also said a lot, such as Zhang Su, Zhang Chang, Zhang Cang, Zhang Mian... They are all place names.

Why did this old man come to fruit?

"No... is it a small word or..."

"The correct name is cherry. The reason why it is called 'Yuchuan Sanren' is derived from the poem 'Don't come back for a few years, I'll see cherry blossoms in the jade window'."

“…”

It's really called cherry.

No wonder, the pendant on the neck of "Heiwozi" would have that shape.

It's really interesting.

"I believe you a little now. It sounds quite reasonable."

After saying that, Wang Jiao asked again, "You are the mine owner of the coal mine. What are the brother you just mentioned doing now?"

"The leader of the Blackwater 'Axe Gang' and the brigade commander of the 'Andong Agricultural and Industrial Brigade'."

"..." Wang Jiao's tiger body was shocked and then said, "You go, pretend I didn't ask anything."

"This is true. He is your father, I am your second uncle! We are a family, and blood is thicker than water. He had his last resort back then. He didn't really want to abandon his wife and children! You have to know..."

"Wait wait wait wait!"

Wang Jiao quickly raised his hand and interrupted the other party to "cast spell", "Sister Baozhu is really not my mother. She just took me in. Her son's nickname is 'Heiwozi' and his name is Heijin. The reason why his surname is Hei is because Sister Baozhu believes that the man who abandoned her is heartbroken and his lungs are rotten from head to toe, so his surname should be Hei. By the way, she named her biological father who was unwilling to be named by her child. "

“…”

"This is true. He is really not my father, and you are not my second uncle. Of course, theoretically, we can be a family, but the blood is thicker than water, so it is not next to each other."

The "Anling Sanren" opposite was stunned, "But, you went to the newspaper and said Wang Baozhu..."

"No, do you believe the newspaper? Even a national newspaper may be a second-rate newspaper, uncle."

“…”
Chapter completed!