"Well, I've been bothering you for so many days. I'm really sorry for causing you trouble." Fanyin said sincerely, "I also bought some rice, flour, grains and oils that are usually used at home. I'll have breakfast later.

, I'll pack up and plan to go back to Dongling." Fanyin had already decided on the way to buy breakfast.

"Huh? Why so sudden?" The uncle looked puzzled.

"It's not sudden." Fanyin smiled awkwardly. They were not relatives, but the other party had taken care of her these days without asking any reason. Now that she was well, she should leave.

Fanyin put the breakfast on the long mahogany table, turned around and went to the kitchen to get the dishes. When she opened the light green thin cloth curtain and came out, she did not want to look directly into her uncle's eyes, pretending to look at the utensils in her hands and the blue bricks at her feet.

road.

She poured the soy milk from the box into the uncle's and her own ceramic glazed bowls, and drank it silently. The uncle didn't interrupt, it was as quiet as if there was no one in the room, and even Hua Shi grew better than the two of them.

Rough. The two of them finished their breakfast soon, and Fanyin cleared the table.

"Your Ling Jing is quite interesting." Uncle Wen said indifferently. He obviously didn't care about letting Fanyin know that he could easily see this spiritual weapon.

"Maybe uncle doesn't like my little tricks at all." Fanyin felt a little sad for no reason. "I'm deaf."

Uncle Wen looked surprised.

Fanyin silently took the dishes back to the kitchen to wash them. When she came out, she saw her uncle still sitting at the long table. Fanyin took a breath and walked to her room. As she walked, she thought about leaving immediately. When she came to the door, she

He clenched his fists and broke into a cold sweat. Finally he mustered up the courage and said,

"Uncle...I want to ask you something."

"What's up?"

"Do you know anyone from the Fifth Family?"

"It seems like you were inquiring about this matter in the village on your first day here."

"Yeah." Fanyin did not deny it.

"Why did you think of coming to this tourist village to inquire?"

"I passed by here a few years ago. There was a school on the street, and the teacher was teaching spiritual methods... This spiritual method is probably somewhat similar to mine..."

"Your last name is Fifth?"

"Um."

"Then why do you think of coming back here to ask after all these years? Is life in Dongling very hard? Can't you find time?"

"It's not hard." Fanyin replied tastelessly. In fact, she didn't know how to answer this question. "Isn't it hard?" She looked at the floor numbly.

"Are the people there nice to you?"

"Okay." Fanyin came back to his senses and answered seriously.

"Your name is Fifth Sanskrit?"

"Well," after answering this sentence, Fanyin suddenly saw a strange expression on the uncle's face in the mirror, which seemed to be suspicion and disgust.

Fanyin had never dared to face her uncle when she was asking her questions. She had always asked questions through Ling Jing. Now seeing him like this, she slowly turned around and asked him cautiously, "Is there anything wrong with...?"

"It doesn't look like it at all." The uncle said suddenly. He clearly disliked it, but he still looked like he was acting like a child.

"I, I don't look like me anymore!" After being rejected for nothing, Fanyin immediately cheered up, raised her voice, and puffed up her little face. She looked much younger than her actual age, but she had always been serious in the military.

It's just that it can't be shown. At this moment, I used my little temper and it came out.

"You've never met my parents. I look just like my dad!"

"Impossible! No way! Is your father that short too?" Uncle Wen looked surprised, obviously he was hit by this "sudden" bad news!

"Me! How can my dad be as tall as me! My dad is about the same height as you, and should be taller than you." Fanyin raised his nose and exaggerated with a hint of pride. In fact, Uncle Wen is 180 in height.

He was just over a centimeter taller. His father was indeed about the same height as him, but not taller than him. Fanyin just deliberately angered Uncle Wen to extinguish his arrogant flames. Who knows, but it had the opposite effect.

"I'm just telling you! It's impossible! There's no dwarf in the fifth family!" Uncle Wen immediately felt relieved when he heard Fanyin's answer, looking quite proud as a matter of course.

Fanyin was confused by his reaction and didn't know what he wanted to express.

"But why are you so short? Did you follow your mother? It shouldn't be. Your father is so tall. Even if your mother is short, you shouldn't be like this." The uncle was still struggling with this problem.

"My mother is also much taller than me. She is not short at all!" Although Fanyin was confused, she immediately clarified when she heard the question about her mother.

"That's it, then what's wrong with you?" The uncle raised his head and looked at Fanyin questioningly, looking unsatisfied and crossing his hands on his chest.

"I, what's wrong with me?" Fanyin's face turned red and white as she was scrutinized. Fanyin is indeed not tall, let alone slender and tall, but at 162 centimeters, she can't be said to be short.

Well. She was also beating a drum in her heart, feeling vaguely uncertain.

"Are you really short? It's true that he's not taller than mom, and he's also holding dad back." Fanyin muttered in her heart, with a look of embarrassment and dullness on her face.

"The children in the fifth family are all tall and outstanding in appearance. Your appearance is outstanding and sweet, but there is a big difference in height." Uncle Wen's words are to the point.

"I'm not very tall, probably because of my childhood." Fanyin lowered her head, recalling the painful past. But she suddenly woke up and pulled it out of her memory.

Staring at Uncle Wen sitting across the table, he opened and closed his mouth and wanted to speak out several times, but he didn't know how to speak.

"You, how do you know? You know people from the fifth family, right? Really?" Fanyin was still looking straight at Uncle Wen, his eyes seeming to pop out of their sockets.

"We know you." The uncle said seriously.

Fanyin felt his blood surge, his heart beating wildly, and a longing smile appeared on his face without knowing it.

"You, you," she didn't know how to ask any more. In fact, she didn't know what she wanted to ask or what she wanted to know. She just wanted to look for her parents all these years. Even if it was

Such a ridiculous thing, she could never let go of that idea.

"Do you know anyone from the fifth family?" Fanyin repeated happily.

"Are you a friend of the fifth family?" Fanyin's voice lowered slightly. In fact, this was not what she originally wanted to ask, but she did not dare to ask that question.

"Do you know about the Leng family?" the uncle asked abruptly.

"Leng family? I don't know, what are you talking about?" Fanyin also became puzzled.

"You came here not only to ask about the fifth family, but also about the Leng family. Do you know something about them?" the uncle explained.

"Me? I don't know. Do the two families know each other?"

"Then why did you ask these two questions at the same time?"

"That's because I have a friend named Leng, and I always feel that he is somewhat similar to me." Fanyin explained, thinking of Leng Yi in his mind.

"Then does your friend know? Does he feel the same as you?"

"He doesn't know. Who knows what's in his mind all day long." Fanyin smiled.

When Uncle Wen heard this, he had a strange expression on his face, as if he was facing a difficult problem that he couldn't understand and couldn't understand the Sanskrit music.

"You're such a smart girl. At first I thought it was your father who mentioned the Leng family's affairs to you."

"Uncle, you know my father, right? His name is Wu Xiaoyao." Speaking of her father's name, Fanyin always felt sour in her heart, but she still read it out. Even if this was the only name left, it was enough.

Accompany her all her life.
Chapter completed!