Zhao Changan and the other two drove back to Wenjia Village. The village committee and several clan elders who went to the dam to watch the performance last night have not returned yet.

In June, during the formal slack season, except for a few young people who dropped out of school, the rest are peaceful and quiet.

Zhao Changan drove the car into the yard and closed the door and locked it.

In the original idea of ​​Zhao Chang'an and Wen Ye, I simply shut them out. - I care whether you are happy or not, whether you are angry or not, whether you are angry or not, I will make the decision on my territory!

However, now that the shipwreck is involved, they have to be put in, otherwise once the news leaks out, even if it has been sixty-two years, it is a illusory and small probability that it will be found according to the principle.

However, you still have to be careful that some people who are interested will feel greedy and malice when they hear it.

"Buzz~"

Just at nine o'clock, the roar of cars came from the road at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Changan and the other two, sitting under the shade of the trees in the yard, had a thought, "Here you come!"

Soon, there were various voices outside the courtyard wall.

Then there was the sound of "slap" knocking the door, "Auntie, open the door, guests are here, distinguished guests are here!"

"groove!"

Wen Ye cursed, stood up and opened the door.

"Xiao Ye, what door is locked in broad daylight? This is a distinguished guest from abroad!"

Zhao Changan lit a cigarette and saw Wen Rensheng standing at the door, and his old face turned into a flower.

There were two men and women who didn't look like seventy or eighty years old at all, but more like fifty or sixty years old, with warm smiles on their faces looking at Wen Ye kindly.

"groove!"

This time it was Zhao Changan's turn to curse secretly.

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"Sixth sister, I'm Pingbai. I've been together for more than 60 years. I really miss you and Uncle Jiu and Aunt Jiu."

"Sister Six, I am Xiaoju. We have been looking for it all these years, but it has made you suffer! Woo~"

Ye Pingju took out her handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"Sixth aunt, I am Henian. When I was at Mingzhu, I like Wen Ye the more I looked at it. It is really the bloodline of our Ye family. It is really the blessing of our ancestors, so that our Ye family will be reunited in decades!"

"Sixth aunt~"

"Auntie~"

A group of monsters and monsters from the Ye family were all surrounded by Grandma Wen Ye happily, which made Zhao Changan next to him feel disgusted.

"Two old leaders, thank you for your hard work for so long. You can go home and rest. We will visit you in the afternoon."

Ye He was young and fluttering, and sent away the branch secretary and village chief of Wenjia Village who was still in the dark, and gave a wink at his nephew Ye Jinghai.

"There are many people here, so we all go out to take a break and see the lake and mountains halfway up the mountain."

Ye Jinghai smiled and let the secretary, bodyguard and driver who were rushing into the yard go out.

Whether he wanted to or not, Wen Ye had to try to show a smile, take out a large bowl of thick porcelain and tea powder the next year, and pour a large bowl of "relatives" in the yard.

"Well, although bitter, this is pure natural and pollution-free wild tea water."

Ye Pingbai grinned. He drank this kind of tea from childhood to adulthood and then to old age. He had never drunk it once. He felt so bitter that he wanted to squirt it out in one sip.

However, he still shook his head and drank it with admiration. He said to Wen Ye with an unfulfilled feeling: "Xiao Ye, let's have another bowl."

Although Ye Pingju over there also has good acting skills, she really can't drink this kind of bitter tea. She just pretended to lose two or three sips and let it go naturally.

"For the past few years, including 37 years later, I have been looking for you, but I have never heard of you. My father once asked about the Ma'anshan area along the river, village by village. The telegram sent by Uncle Jiu to Jinling was sent from Chaohu. My father guessed that Wuhu was the limit for your westward advance. However, during that period, the river was full of deserted ships, and many of them were sunk by the Japanese planes. In addition, you set out in the middle of the night, so no one could tell the reason why the villagers by the river were asked."

Ye Pingbai said here, and seemed to ask casually: "Is the Japanese plane sunk or the bomb that sunk?"

"I was still young at that time, and when I was sleeping, I heard a bang, and the boat was full of fire."

"I'm still sleeping, is it at night?"

Ye Pin looked puzzled.

"It's not night, it's morning, I'm sleeping in."

"I said, the Japanese planes could not fight at night at that time."

Ye Pingbai and Ye Pingju looked at each other quietly, and the biggest problem in front of them was solved.

If it exploded at night, they could only say that the ship encountered a mine. But this reason was obviously far-fetched. At that time, the Kuomintang army could not have set up mines on the river, which was equivalent to locking himself in the door as a dog and waiting to be beaten.

"Sister Six, my grandfather also followed you to the west at that time. Did my grandfather get ashore?"

Ye Pingju looked worried.

"I don't know, my father and third uncle rescued me, and later I was bandits."

Grandma Wen Ye said: "The river water is very cold in winter, and I was unconscious until a city before I woke up."

"In that city?"

Ye Pingbai knew that he knew where it was, and it was impossible to find out after many years, but he could infer some useful information when he knew the route.

Grandma Wen Ye shook her head.

"Where did your ship explode?"

Grandma Wen Ye still shook her head and added to the disappointment of a group of Ye family members: "At that time, the boat was very close to a Jiangxin Island. My father and third uncle carried me to that Jiangxin Island in a daze."

Ye Pingbai and Ye Pingju's eyes suddenly lit up. Ye Pingbai asked: "Is it the head of the island or the end of the island, or the sides."

"Ishimao, my father and third uncle swam against the water."

Ye Pingbai nodded, that's right.

If it is on the head of the island or on the left, the current will definitely rush some things and bodies to the shallow water of the island and strand it. It is impossible for the nearby villagers not to "gain wealth".

In that case, by the beginning of 1938, my father would be searching along the river, and with the help of the Japanese bayonet, it would be impossible to not be able to find any information.

The Liumei's words are still very vague, but if we combine the information such as "departing in the middle of the night", "sleeping in the morning", and "the tail of Jiangxin Island".

It can greatly narrow the scope.

"My aunt, is that island big? Is there anyone living there? Is it an island that is exposed on the river all year round or an island that is exposed during the dry season?"

Just when Ye Pingbai and Ye Pingju were happy, Ye Zi's words made their smiles solidify.

According to their initial vision, you can find at most seven or eight places to determine the location.

However, if considering that it was a dry season and many places on the Yangtze River bed would be exposed to the river surface, their engineering volume would be increased by at least six or seven times!

Moreover, those islands that only exposed the water surface during the dry period, with the changes in the Yangtze River water volume in the past sixty or seventy years, and the silt of silt and sand,—

Now it seems that finding one is just a match for buying a lottery ticket!

The yard was in a brief silence.

"Sixth sister, did Xiaoye's martial arts practice to the point where he is not a gentleman's weapon, or should he hide his weapon?"

Since there is no solution to the previous problem, Ye Pingbai started the second problem.

Ye Zi on the side suddenly jumped in her heart.

I couldn't help looking at Ye Jinghai.
Chapter completed!