Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! "The two of them just used to deal with bullies must be the descendants of famous families. Could it be that you are the direct descendants of the Wang family?" The middle-aged man who sold buns continued to ask.

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Yubing responded with a wry smile when she heard this: "We are not from the Wang family, but we have some connections with the Wang family. This time we went to the Wang family to do business. It was just that we didn't know the road when we arrived in Chenzhou City for the first time. By chance, we ran into these two people blocking the road and robbing, and we had the only thing we did."

"Oh, even if you are not from the Wang family, you should be the rising star of other families in Xiangxi, right?" The middle-aged man who sold buns asked tentatively.

Yubing and Tianhong looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and shook their heads without answering directly.

"This is your first time in Chenzhou. No wonder when I saw you buy buns this afternoon, I looked dusty." The uncle who sold the buns saw that the two of them didn't mention their origins, so Suoxia stopped asking. Anyway, these two children were bad guys, and their origins were not that important.

"Well, we came from Gu Zhang. This is my brother. I mentioned it to you when I bought the buns!" Yubing turned around and pointed at Tianhong.

Seeing Yubing pointing at him, Tianhong hurriedly walked up to him, bowed to the uncle, and said respectfully: "Thank you for your kindness this afternoon for your meal. If you have the chance to repay the uncle in the future."

Seeing that Tianhong was so polite, the middle-aged man hurriedly replied: "Where is it, I will give you a cup of soy milk. For me, it's just a small task. You two have saved my life. This is a great kindness!"

"Uncle, you are too polite. It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to deliver carbon in the snow. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, it is already rare for people like you who do not seek reward."

"What's more, seeing unfairness on the road and helping each other is what we should do, not to mention that you are our benefactor!"

"Haha, little brother, you are too polite. Giving someone a rose will leave a fragrance. I am just doing what I can. There is no benefactor at all. You must not mention the word "benefactor again in the future, otherwise you will be separated." The middle-aged uncle who sold buns waved his hands repeatedly.

"Okay, then don't be polite. Meeting is fate. We still need your help to take us to the Wang family now. I wonder if you are inconvenient?" Tianhong looked at the uncle who sold buns with his inquiry eyes.

"This is no problem. I will definitely send you to the Wang family's mansion in person."

"It's just that it's dark now, and the Wang family is walking here in the north direction of the city, and it will take about two quarters of an hour to see."

"We seem to be tired and hungry, so why not go to my house for a full meal first and then go to the Wang family together?" said the middle-aged man who sells buns with understanding.

Tianhong and Yubing looked at each other, and both thought this plan was feasible. After all, if the Wang family was in the north of the city as the uncle said, then with their current physical strength, they would probably faint from hunger halfway through the road. It would be better to go to the uncle's house for a meal first, rest, and then make a decision!

After making up their minds, the two nodded to the uncle, and then went with the uncle to clean up the cart and stove that were flipped on the floor.

The fire is high for everyone to pick up firewood, and in just a few minutes, they have already packed up the things that have been knocked to the ground.

Finally, he looked at Chenzhou Erhu who fainted on the ground. The three of them didn't say anything more and pulled the cart away.

The house of uncle selling buns is near the gate of Chenzhou City. It is only separated by six alleys from the place. The robbery incident that just happened was on his way home.

After the three of them walked away in the dark for a while, the uncle who sold the buns pushed the cart and asked with a smile: "I haven't asked you two little heroes what their names are?"

Tianhong was the first to answer when he heard this: "My name is Deng Tianhong, I am eight years old this year. Her name is Xia Yubing, and she is also eight years old. How do you call you uncle?"

"Oh, my name is Wang Binglin. I am forty-eight years old this year. I have lived in Chenzhou City for generations. My wife passed away early. My son is making a living in another place. He only goes home once a year. I am living alone. I usually sell some buns and steamed buns to make a living." The uncle who sells buns responded calmly.

When Yubing heard that the other party was also surnamed Wang, he thought of his analysis of the situation in the Wang family just now, and couldn't help but feel moved. Could it be that he and the Wang family have any connection?

He asked quietly: "Uncle is also surnamed Wang, so is it related to the Wang family?"

When Wang Binglin heard Yubing's question, he couldn't help but tremble and his face darkened. After a while, he replied coldly: "I have no connection with the Wang family, and I don't dare to squash their Wang family. I'm about to arrive at my house. Let's go quickly.

After saying that, Wang Binglin pushed the cart and walked forward without a sound, obviously not willing to talk about the matter with the Wang family.

Judging from his situation, it is probably related to the Wang family, but he just doesn't want to mention it.

Tianhong and Yubing walked behind. When they looked at Wang Binglin's actions, they couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"Yu Bing, do you think Uncle Wang Binglin has something to do with the Wang family? My actions are a bit suspicious!" Tianhong lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.

"Well, I also find it a bit suspicious, and his name is only one word different from Wang Bingjin. Will it be..." Yubing couldn't help but stop talking.

The reason I suddenly stopped was because I thought of a very terrible thing.

She doubted whether Wang Binglin would be Wang Bingjin's relative!

After all, both of them have lived in Chenzhou City, and their names are only one word apart. Is this a coincidence?

Tianhong is a person with a clear mind and bright eyes. With this expression, she immediately thought of her concerns, but Tianhong has something else.

"Yu Bing, do you suspect that this uncle has anything to do with the old golden head?" Tianhong asked in a low voice.

"Yes, I doubt they might be brothers?"

Yubing looked at the back of Wang Binglin pushing the door panel in front and said word by word.

"It's impossible. Old Golden Head is over 60 years old, and this uncle Wang Binglin is at most about fifty. The difference between the two is at least ten years old. How could they be brothers?"

Yubing shook his head and said slowly: "I don't know either. I just feel this way. Of course, what you analyzed makes sense. When we arrive at his house later, let's try it. If he is related to the old golden head, it will be dangerous."

Tianhong nodded sensiblely: "Well, I know this. We should not disclose any of the matters related to Lao Jintou in a while. We just need to ask him to take us to the Wang family. Never cause any trouble. Moreover, even this uncle is Lao Jintou's brother, he is a good person, so he must not hurt him."

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