Chapter 1067 The Memories of the Third Uncle

The third uncle looked at Jing Fei deeply, then withdrew his gaze, and then sat down again with his burly body. After a while, he looked at Murong Qianqian and said,

"Girl Qianqian, you should be very glad that what you just said was the truth and didn't speak nonsense. Otherwise, no matter how proud you were in Hong Kong and Kowloon, you have already been thrown into the river." Uncle San's voice was filled with a deep emotion.

Very arrogant and domineering, as if the vigorous Australian leader appeared in front of the two of them again thirty years ago.

But the two of them were not surprised at all. Maybe they wouldn't believe it if they were others, but they believed the words of the third uncle. In the Australian market, the third uncle was definitely not that simple. The huge market in front of them is the most example.

"I believe, so I dare not speak out in front of my third uncle. Before coming, Mr. Hu said that no matter what the third uncle stands this time, I will hand over this pearl hairpin to you," Murong Qianqian hesitated and said,

"Oh," Uncle San raised his head,

"Thu Ye said that the owner of this pearl hairpin is no longer there, and even if she keeps it, it doesn't matter. If the third uncle is willing to sell it, then let me tell you that the pearl hairpin will be handed over to you. If you don't take action, you will also give it to you, because in this world you are the only one who still has feelings for this pearl hairpin, and only you know how to keep this pearl hairpin," Murong Qianqian's voice was very calm.

"Yes, I am indeed the only one who has the qualification to keep this pearl hairpin. Even Xiao Tiantian does not have the qualification to do so. She has never seen the owner of the pearl hairpin, so she has no feelings for this pearl hairpin. I am the only one who has feelings, and I am the only one left," said the third uncle, and his mood was actually very depressed.

Murong Qianqian remained silent, but stood up and walked a few steps to put the pearl hairpin on the coffee table in front of her uncle.

Then he slowly retreated and sat down, waiting for the third uncle's final reply.

The third uncle did not reach out to pick up the pearl hairpin, but just looked at it quietly, his eyes were very calm, but he seemed very excited. He tried to reach out several times but forced himself to hold it back. It seemed that the pearl hairpin had great power, which made him dare not get close to it.

After a few minutes just passed, the third uncle suddenly sighed and reached out to grab Zhuchai. He took it so carefully, as if he was afraid that he would break it by accident. His eyes looked at Zhuchai and it was very gentle, just like looking at his first love. There was a hint of bitterness and loneliness in his tenderness.

Jing Fei and Murong Qianqian looked at each other. Both of them saw something from the third uncle's expression, but no one said anything. The environment at this time was obviously that it belonged to the third uncle alone, and any trace of intention was blasphemy.

Finally, the third uncle raised his head and his eyes finally moved away from the pearl hairpin, and he was a little reluctant to leave.

"Murong Qianqian, do you know the origin of this pearl hairpin?"

The third uncle's tone was very low and kind. At this moment, he no longer had the boldness and rashness of the world. He was left with only the kindness that an old man should have, and a deep understanding of life. He was rich and restrained,

"I don't know, Master Hu only told me that this pearl hairpin was owned by one of her closest elders. He asked me to come here to find my third uncle and said you can help," Murong Qianqian shook her head. To be honest, she really didn't know the origin of this pearl hairpin. She just clearly remembered that when Hu Tiantian handed her this pearl hairpin, she looked very complicated and hesitant. This was the first time she had seen such a look on Hu Tiantian's face in so many years.

"Yes, this pearl hairpin is owned by Xiao Tiantian's closest elder. The original owner of this pearl hairpin was Xiao Tiantian's grandmother." The third uncle's voice was even more relaxed. Murong Qianqian's straightforward answer made him very satisfied. If Murong Qianqian had a random speech, he might not have said that.

"oh,"

Murong Qianqian just said "Oh" softly and stopped speaking, but a wave of love surged in her heart. Jing Fei's heart around her was also shocked.

This bead hairpin is actually Hu Tiantian's grandmother. Isn't that the bead hairpin owned by Mrs. Hong, the former leader of Hong Kong and Kowloon, Mr. Hong,?

But this pearl hairpin was given to someone by the third uncle in front of him.

What the hell is going on?

Is it possible that Mr. Hong and this third uncle still have some close relationship, or that the third uncle and Mrs. Hong are there some close relationship?

Does Mr. Hong know about this?

Although the third uncle didn't say much, it was like a bombshell. The two people who bombed directly were a little unconscious. If these words were spread, they would definitely cause the biggest scandal in Hong Kong, Kowloon and Australia.

But at this time, the third uncle obviously didn't pay attention to these things. From the moment the pearl hairpin appeared, he was completely immersed in his own world.

He raised his head, looked at Murong Qianqian, and then looked at Jing Fei, with a calm expression: "Do you want to hear the origin of this pearl hairpin? I guess even Xiao Tiantian doesn't know about these things. If you have the patience, I can tell you, and then you go back and tell Xiao Tiantian and let her know about it too."

"San uncle, please tell me," Murong Qianqian smiled and nodded. The third uncle in front of him clearly needs a partner to talk to. Of course, he cannot shake his head. Moreover, this matter has something to do with Hu Tiantian, so I have to listen to it even more.

"Okay, then I'll talk to you a few words."

A happy smile appeared on the third uncle's face. He looked at the Zhuchai in his hand excitedly again, and then said: "This sentence must be strictly speaking fifty or sixty years ago. It has been a long time, and I have almost forgotten the long time. If you hadn't brought Zhuchai to me, I might have forgotten the Suyues I used to have,"

"Ahem,"

Jing Fei couldn't stop coughing for a while. What a joke about what happened fifty or sixty years ago? This third uncle is not going to prepare to start a long storytelling book.

Murong Qianqian glared at Jing Fei angrily, and even pinched him hard in secret, telling him not to make trouble now.

"It was very early. I was only in my teens at that time. Well, I should be thirteen or fourteen years old. I can't remember it clearly."

The third uncle had no response to Jing Fei's cough. He had fallen into his own memories and said softly: "At that time, my family was very poor. To be precise, not only my family, but everyone in the village was very poor, and it was difficult to be able to eat enough. Oh, by the way, the Australian market at that time was far from being as prosperous as it is now. It was a bit exaggerated to say that the countryside was, but it was just like a small town, with fishing villages around it."

"I forgot the name of the village where I live. I only remember that at that time, adults were worried about food, and children were worried. Of course, I was worried about working hard every day to be able to eat, so I often went to the bay or river to catch fish. There were many children like me. In my era, I was almost a luxury. There were not many people in the whole village who knew what they said, and no one thought about letting their children go to school and study, and they couldn't even eat enough, so why did they think so much?"

The third uncle's tone was very touching.

Murong Qianqian and Jing Fei nodded silently. The third uncle said it was right. Even eating is a problem. Who would consider other things?

"I often go to a river near the bay to the west of the village, which is the river where we are now," said the third uncle suddenly.

Murong Qianqian and Jing Fei were stunned at the same time, looked at each other, and looked out at the bustling market and river bank outside. The two believed that this was definitely not the case here fifty-six years ago.

"Stop looking, it's here. This is where I often catch fish. But this was not like this before. It was a very desolate place. The river channel was far from as wide as it is now. So I noticed that there were few people here and there were a lot of fish. I was lucky. I could catch a few fish here almost every day and take them home. Except for the leftovers, I sold them for money to exchange for something else,"

When the third uncle said this, he suddenly showed a happy smile on his face: "It's also here. I met two friends, one man and one woman. They were forced to come out to catch fish for life. Finally, they found this place by accident. First, a girl found this place and found that there were fish here, and the water flow was not big, so she started to catch it here, and she also found me, but at the beginning, we didn't talk to each other. On the contrary, we were all staring at each other, afraid that the other party would catch more fish and not catch it by themselves, haha, thinking that it was really funny at that time. Since there were fish in a river, there would be no fewer fish, how could it be caught because of one or two? But at that time we were worried that one day, a boy who was a few years older than me appeared and accidentally discovered this river."

When the third uncle said this, he suddenly stopped. Although there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, there was a hint of complex emotions.

After pausing for a moment, I continued, "I felt nervous when I first saw this boy, because he was bigger than me, taller than me, and stronger than me. I had already struggled to catch fish for multiple girls two days ago. It was very hard to catch them. Now if there is another boy older than us, I probably won't be able to catch them."

"Haha, I was still too young at that time, and I was just worried about something useless. The facts proved that I was worried in vain. This boy, or young man, is already an adult because he is eighteen years old and four years older than me.

"When this young man appeared, he seemed very excited to find fish in the river, but he did not jump into the river and catch fish with us. Instead, he looked at me who was very nervous and the same nervous girl not far from me and asked, "What are you nervous? Are you afraid that you will not catch your fish after I come, and you will not catch them?" After that, he stood by the river, looking at us with a grassroots in his mouth."
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