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Chapter Thirty-Three: Guest

Aunt San's words made the room quiet suddenly. Xiao Qiang and Xiao Yu's third uncle looked good. After all, they were brothers. After so many years, it was impossible to say that they didn't miss it.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Qiang said, "It's all fate! Fortunately, my elder brother has left his bones and blood. I can raise his son, which is also an explanation for my elder brother."

"Hey... I won't say it anymore. Things have passed. We cannot avoid natural disasters and man-made disasters. Now, as long as Xiao Yu is good, it's enough," said Xiao Yu's third uncle.

"Yes, yes, let's not talk about it, it's the New Year."

Aunt Xiao Yu also knew that she had said something she shouldn't say, so she got up and pulled over a large tote bag, took out two sets of clothes from it and said, "Xiao Yu, come on, try the clothes I bought for you. I haven't seen you for a few years. You have grown so tall. I don't know if the clothes are suitable."

"Oh, come here, why are you buying this thing? Xiao Yu has clothes?" Xiao Qiang said angrily, but the expression on his face was still a little surprised.

"Thank you, Aunt San..." Xiao Yu smiled, took the clothes and looked at it, and then took it into the inner room.

The house was very lively tonight. Because there were two more adults and two children, the two children should be seven or eight years old. They kept pulling Xiao Yu and letting Xiao Yu play with them. Xiao Yu was also happy to accompany the two Xiao guys, so the few of them played hide-and-seek in the house. However, at around 10 o'clock in the evening, Xiao Yu suddenly received an unexpected call.

"Xiao Yu, oh, you really got it right. Do you still remember Mayor Wang's wife?"

"Remember, what's wrong?" Xiao Yu said.

"What happened. The mayor and his wife quarreled this afternoon. His wife couldn't think of it and jumped down from the building. They were on the third floor. They jumped down and fell to death. Now the town is going crazy."

After hearing this, Xiao Yu took a long breath. He originally thought that he had reminded the mayor that this matter should be resolved, but now it seems that he still underestimated the conflict between them.

"Uncle Huang, then what do you mean by calling me?"

"Oh, by the way, the mayor said, let me bring you a message, he seemed to ask you to go to his house to see him, and he was also frightened by this incident. Now his family is holding a funeral."

"I won't go, and the New Year will be in a few days, so far away," Xiao Yu refused directly.

When Director Huang heard Xiao Yu's rejection, he pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I think this matter is urgent. If it is not urgent, then I will talk about it after the New Year. It probably won't be a big deal. He is just worried. I will remind you and be prepared in my heart."

"Okay, wait first, it's not easy to get into trouble. It's best to talk about it after the New Year. Now my guest is coming, it's not convenient to leave," Xiao Yu said directly.

Although Xiao Yu likes making money, it’s the Chinese New Year right now. The village slaughters pigs and chickens kill chickens, which are lively. Besides, the people who work are back, and there are endless people visiting each other every day, so I don’t want to run so far in the cold.

But if you don’t want to go, it’s because nothing happened. If something happens, you still have to go there. After all, the orphans in Maoshan are not that easy to be. Another reason is that they are the mayor of the town, and probably even if the village chief goes there, they have to nod and bow, let alone themselves.

At this time, at the mayor's house, he was preparing for a funeral. There were wreaths on both sides of the house with coffin and wreaths on both sides of the house. The mayor seemed to have become more than teenagers overnight, with a dull expression, as if he had not recovered from this incident.

On the edge of the coffin, Wang Junjie was kneeling wherever he was wearing mourning clothes. His face was pale and his eyes were red. He looked particularly sad.
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