Who is that person in Chapter 010

What is he looking for

Uncle Lai smiled at me and said that I indeed resemble my father, being stubborn and headstrong, even if my teeth were to break, I would still swallow it nonchalantly

Mother is both familiar and unfamiliar to me. This is a complex and sensitive area within my heart. I have never seen her. When she gave birth to me, she was no longer present. My understanding of my mother comes entirely from my father's accounts and from a collection of yellowed photographs.

I believe that when your father received these photos, he had already made up his mind, and during these past two years, he has been making meticulous preparations

I do not know who this young man is, nor do I know what he does. Uncle Lai clearly remembers that person: "He does not look fierce, and has a somewhat cultured demeanor, but the two people beside him are quite the opposite, with a rogue appearance, very much like those who are involved in the underworld."

Uncle Lai, what do you think about the items in the Loulan ancient tomb?

Uncle Lai spoke up to this point, stating that the matter is roughly as he described. However, I do not share his view. If it were not for the items brought back by Zhang Qiao, I might have been able to believe Uncle Lai's words. Yet, the photographs and text in that small notebook clearly indicate that the situation is far from simple

"Little child." Uncle Lai glanced at me, his gaze filled with sympathy and pity. I found it hard to accept such a look, feeling as if I were an orphan

Time will dull everything. In the long search for *books*, my father may not have gained much. As time passed, he even lost some confidence in himself. Uncle Lai secretly felt relieved. Although my father was not young anymore, being able to let go completely and relax would still allow him to live well in the latter half of his life. Their business had developed over the years to a small scale, and the money earned was sufficient for expenses. Uncle Lai secretly felt relieved. Although my father was not young anymore, being able to let go completely and relax would still allow him to live well in the latter half of his life. Their business had developed over the years to a small scale, and the money earned was sufficient for expenses.

In other words, Uncle Lai and my father do not meet frequently; he has to run around to gather information and materials. I thought to myself, no wonder the two of them seem to have endless conversations after each meeting; it turns out they are discussing these matters

Many ordinary people have not experienced those moments and may never understand the emotions between two individuals who have gone through life and death together. As I listened to Uncle Lai recount these stories, I naturally began to imagine the scenes at that time. However, no matter how I think about it, I always feel that their emotions at that time were not sufficient to make Uncle Lai resign.

Regardless of whether there were answers, the events of that year unfolded as such: my father and Uncle Lai both resigned. It was not until this moment that Uncle Lai learned that my father had been cursed amidst the ruins of the underground project at the West Sea River. For Uncle Lai at that time, these matters were still quite unfamiliar; my father had some understanding, though not particularly extensive, and they had no means to resolve the issue. During their search for a solution, they met Daoist Qiu, and it was thanks to Daoist Qiu's appearance that my father was able to temporarily preserve his life. For Uncle Lai at that time, these matters were still quite unfamiliar; my father had some understanding, though not particularly extensive, and they had no means to resolve the issue. During their search for a solution, they met Daoist Qiu, and it was thanks to Daoist Qiu's appearance that my father was able to temporarily preserve his life

Most of m.hetushu.com is information. Uncle Lai explained: Many places have very comprehensive information, including geology and landforms, history, culture, local customs, and folklore.

I have organized my thoughts a bit, and currently, the three most critical questions are: First, where has my father gone? Second, what exactly is he looking for? Third, who is paying attention to us, father and son?

I sighed; Uncle Lai's expression was sincere, as he completely distanced himself from the matter, playing the role of a mere bystander.

Their lives seemed to settle into a calm routine, marked by my father's marriage after starting a business, which subsequently led to my birth

Many of the materials in my father's hands were collected by Uncle Lai, so he should have a record. However, I am not familiar with these places. The two locations that are relatively clear as targets are the ancient tombs on the southern bank of the Peacock River and the ruins of the West Sea River project. In comparison, I still feel that the ancient tombs on the southern bank of the Peacock River are closer to the answers I am seeking

I did not pursue this question further, as there would be no answer even if I did.

Uncle Lai, allow me to interject. My emotions have stirred passive thoughts, and in truth, I am very reluctant to discuss this issue; I do not wish to mention it at all, including the times spent with my father, during which I always tried to avoid such topics. However, at this moment, I am quite curious: have you ever met my mother?

However, it was at this moment that the person who changed the course of events appeared and intervened

I think I must see it in person

I lowered my head, unsure of how to respond, as my heart felt both bitter and astringent. Perhaps I should never have broached this topic, causing myself distress.

"Alright, Uncle Lai, I'm fine." I rubbed my nose and said, "Please continue."

After the curse that afflicted my father was alleviated, the environment and the broader context gradually changed. Uncle Lai's mind is actually quite resourceful; he suggested engaging in some business, which could at least resolve the living issues for both of us. The capital for the business was jointly invested by the two of us, but my father was never cut out for business. The specifics of the transactions were entirely managed by Uncle Lai.

Your mother is a very good person, truly wonderful. Uncle Lai gently patted me and said, "Her departure is something we all wish to avoid."

I must press for an answer, but Uncle Lai did not respond immediately. He said that if he spoke directly, I would certainly not understand clearly. It is better to summarize my father's experiences after his resignation in chronological order.

Little child, I just said that there are some things I do not want to tell you, it is just that I really do not know that much

My scalp began to tingle, and I couldn't help but glance back at the small house illuminated by the light. What would things be like if there were no Daoist Qiu?

There is still plenty of time, you can take a moment to calm down first

My father appeared quite regretful at the time, but he did not blame Uncle Lai. These photos were already considered an unexpected gain. In the following two years, my father undertook a lot of work on his own, of which Uncle Lai was unaware.

Uncle Lai's words are somewhat difficult for me to understand. Did he encounter someone? What kind of person? The implication of his words is quite clear: it was because he met this person that my father left without saying goodbye this time

Father may truly be unwilling to let Uncle Lai bear burdens that he should not have to carry, which is why the subsequent matters were conducted in secret from Uncle Lai. Before he left, he did not meet with Uncle Lai; he merely made a phone call to convey a few instructions. Uncle Lai tried every possible means to dissuade him over the phone, but to no avail.

That was also Uncle Lai's last time going out on my father's orders. On the way back, Uncle Lai saw a young man on the train. This person did not interfere with Uncle Lai in any way; he was very quiet and perhaps bored on the train, flipping through some photos. Uncle Lai inadvertently caught sight of this person and the few photos in his hand, and he was immediately captivated.

Everyone who knows my father, including Uncle Lai, believes that after a man marries and has children, most of his energy will be devoted to his family. However, my father remained quiet for a while, and then asked Uncle Lai to help him with some tasks or to find certain items. Uncle Lai immediately understood; he was still searching for information related to the Xihai River. Perhaps the life-threatening experience he encountered during his first contact with the Xihai River left a shadow on him, as he felt uneasy whenever this place was mentioned. For quite a long time, Uncle Lai's understanding of my father, along with his observations, instilled in him a sense of respect and fear for this serious and rigid man. Despite his discomfort, Uncle Lai still followed my father's instructions and did his best to find what he needed.

Originally, Uncle Lai wanted to take a closer look, but he was discovered by the other party, and those two unfriendly-looking individuals wanted to teach him a lesson. Uncle Lai was reluctant to cause trouble, but he felt that those few photographs were likely of great value to my father. After much consideration, he finally took action and managed to steal some photographs.

When these photos were handed to my father, he was somewhat moved and immediately inquired about Uncle Lai, asking who the owner of the photos was. However, Uncle Lai did not know much; after stealing the photos, he was afraid of arousing the other party's suspicion and causing trouble, so he promptly got off the train and took another train home

Uncle Lai, do not regard me as a child

Uncle Lai's attention to this person was actually due to the photograph in the latter's hand. My father had previously shown Uncle Lai some materials, intending for him to search for certain items based on the records in those materials. In the end, Uncle Lai was unable to find anything, but he had memorized all the details from the materials. Upon seeing the photograph in this person's hand, Uncle Lai immediately confirmed that the information in the photograph bore similarities to certain details in the materials.

After my father resigned, Uncle Lai also took some time off due to an injury on his arm. Once he recovered, he made a move that others could not understand: he resigned. At that time, I did not fully grasp the depth of the friendship between Uncle Lai and my father, but it was indeed a courageous decision for him to make.