marry her boyfriend

Luo Ranxin was a little dazed by the kiss, she didn't hide, and accepted it with her head slightly raised.

Then I heard someone calling myself.

He pushed Yan Hanlin away in an instant, turned around, and saw his uncle standing five meters away, holding the neck of a chicken in his left hand. The blood looked like it had just been cut, very fresh.

He was dumbfounded. He never expected to see his nephew kissing a man at the entrance of the village. The impact of this scene was so powerful that he was determined not to throw away the things in his hand.

Luo Ranxin and his uncle looked at each other a few steps away, and didn't speak for a long time.

Fortunately, it was noon, and everyone in the village was eating at home, but occasionally there were a few children who ran to catch up. Otherwise, the three of them standing stupidly at the entrance of the village would definitely make a joke.

It was Yan Hanlin who came to his senses first, lowered his head and straightened the clothes that were not messy, and nodded to Uncle Luo, very serious, "Hello, I am Yan Hanlin, Ran Xin's lover."

Uncle Luo looked up at the other party stupidly, with a blank expression.

"Uncle," Luo Ranxin walked over, a little embarrassed, but he didn't deny Yan Hanlin's words, but reached out to take the chicken and the elbow, "Are you coming to pick me up?"

Uncle Luo came back to his senses, looked at Yan Hanlin, then at his nephew, and then nodded, "Ah, yes, I'm picking you up, no, I'm stopping by to see if you're here, your Uncle Li's house Butcher, I’ll make a fuss and stew it for you.” After finishing speaking, he looked at Yan Hanlin again, feeling that this person looked familiar.

Luo Ranxin turned around with a smile, handed the elbow to Yan Hanlin, and Yan Hanlin took it.

The bodyguards who followed not far away saw that there was nothing to be surprised about. Now that the boss loves his wife without a bottom line, it is so strange to mention a bloody pork knuckle.

What to say in the village, basically every family lives in a two-story western-style building, and the streets are also full of concrete floors, which are clean and not dirty at all. The development of the new countryside is not bad.

The bodyguards followed from a distance, and they even saw a three-story hotel. The head of the bodyguard asked someone to book a room, and he quickly walked to Yan Hanlin and told about it.

"Well, you don't need so many people to follow, it's easy to scare people." Yan Hanlin said that he was safe, "Change your clothes and be more easy-going." One or two are all in black, and they don't look like serious people.

Luo Ranxin and Uncle Luo walked in front. Uncle Luo frequently looked back at Yan Hanlin. When he saw another strange man, he suddenly reacted, took his nephew's arm and bent him down, and asked in a low voice. : "Xinxin, is your...uh... this friend a big shot?" He really couldn't say the word "lover", and the honest man expressed his embarrassment.

Luo Ranxin turned his face and glanced at the man who was talking to the head of the bodyguard who didn't know what to say in a low voice, then turned back to look at his uncle, hesitated for a while and then nodded, "You should often see him in the economic news, and you can often see him on the Kyoto TV station as well." ” After all, it’s a trench in a trench, investing in anything will be infinitely magnified, such as private entrepreneurs.

Uncle Luo opened his mouth wide open, looking over-stimulated.

The head of the bodyguard left, Yan Hanlin caught up with him a few steps, stretched out his hand to hold Luo Ranxin's hand hanging by his side, and looked at him with a smile.

Walking and holding hands or something, just thinking about it can make you happy.

While holding his hand, Luo Ranxin chatted with his uncle, who was obviously absent-minded.

The place where Uncle Luo lived was not very far from the entrance of the village. The three of them walked for more than ten minutes, walked through a few alleys and turned a few intersections.

Luo Ranxin hadn't been back for about three years, and when he saw the big red iron gate, he still felt a little homely and timid.

Yan Hanlin looked left and right, and felt that the village was not too big or small, and it looked quite affluent.

He was curious, so he asked, "Uncle, our village looks quite rich."

Uncle Luo trembled when he yelled uncle, smiled nervously, and said: "The mountains are full of wild products, they sell them to make money, and they grow some fruits. They look rich, but that's all. Something happened."

Yan Hanlin nodded, looking at the high mountain, Luo Ranxin bumped his elbow on his stomach, "The chestnuts on the mountain are sweet, let my uncle get you some to taste later."

Uncle Luo opened the door, and the yard was quite tidy, with a few bunches of dried garlic hanging in the corner.

"What about Aunt and the others?" Luo Ranxin entered the hospital, "My grandma is at my aunt's house, right?"

"Well, you called yesterday and said that you would come back today, and your aunt tried to get everyone to go to her place for dinner. We'll go there later. There are so many people there now." He was afraid that Yan Hanlin would not get used to it, but he was also thoughtful.

Yan Hanlin smiled and followed into the house.

Luo Ranxin didn't let his uncle do the work, and went to pour the water out by himself, and saw the two sitting on the chair staring at each other, the atmosphere was very awkward.

Yan Hanlin felt helpless when he received his signal.

He tried to gossip with Uncle Luo, but Uncle Luo seemed a little nervous.

Yan Hanlin: Uncle, how many people are in your family?

Uncle Luo: There is also a son.

Yan Hanlin: Did Ran Xin live with you when he was a child?

Uncle Luo: Yes.

Yan Hanlin: How is grandma?

Uncle Luo: Very good.

Yan Hanlin didn't know what to say. When people ask how many people are in their family, they should introduce them enthusiastically. There is also a son who is not up to date, and then he picks it up. Why not? Or the child is still alive Small, no matter how big it is, it will do a lot, and then blah blah blah.

Next, Ran Xin lived together when he was a child, so there must be some interesting things, so we can talk about it again.

In the end, my grandma is in good health. Why is the old lady in good health? Isn’t that just exercising every day and being in a good mood every day? It must be because the family takes good care of her to be in good health, but Uncle Luo’s answer directly made him swallow the following words gone back.

Yan Hanlin realized that Uncle Luo didn't welcome him very much, or maybe he was really just nervous?

Uncle Luo is also very wronged. He is 60 years old. It is the first time that he has been so close to someone who has been to Kyoto TV. , let alone a normal chat.

Luo Ranxin handed the water glass to Yan Hanlin, and after sitting next to him, Uncle Luo saw that his nephew had obviously relaxed a lot, so he asked, "The TV series you filmed a while ago was pretty good, didn't you go to film again?" Everyone knows that his nephew is a star, but they are envious.

"After the fifteenth day, uncle, my mother can talk and is not confused anymore." Luo Ranxin came back this time to tell his mother's situation to the family.

Uncle Luo was taken aback for a moment, and then saw that his eyes suddenly widened as if he had seen a ghost, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Speak, have you spoken?"

Luo Ranxin didn't understand why he was so frightened, so he nodded, "I said it, but I didn't say it clearly."

Uncle Luo grabbed his hand and asked urgently, "That, that, what did that tell you?"

"Huh?" Luo Ranxin felt that there was something in his uncle's words, "I did say something."

"Did I tell you about your father?" Uncle Luo said in a serious tone.

Just as Luo Ranxin uttered an urgency, Uncle Luo stood up from the chair in a jerk, and ran to the bedroom in a hurry without saying hello.

Yan Hanlin turned his face and looked at Luo Ranxin, always feeling as if he had discovered some terrible secret about the previous generation.

After about ten minutes, Uncle Luo was holding a square box with several pictures of big white rabbits printed on it. The box was made of iron, and the paint on the top had faded.

Luo Ranxin remembered that this seemed to be used to hold candy when he was very young, and his mother was not so crazy at that time.

Uncle Luo put the box in his hand, sat down and lit a tobacco that he rolled himself.

"What is this?" Luo Ranxin looked down at the box, then looked up at his uncle, "For me?"

"Open it." Uncle Luo took two deep puffs on the cigarette, "This is what your mother left behind when she was not crazy."

Luo Ran's hand that opened the lid of the box paused, "My dad? Uncle, you remember wrong, I don't have a dad."

Uncle Luo took another deep breath and sighed, "Look at it."

Luo Ranxin lowered his head and opened the lid. Inside were a few old black and white photos and a few letters. He was not in the mood to read the contents of the letters, so he scrolled down again, and found a dagger under a dozen or so letters.

He didn't touch the dagger, but looked up at his uncle, "What's this?" .

Uncle Luo didn't speak, and looked at Yan Hanlin, as if he was considering whether he was reliable or not.

Yan Hanlin is such a smart person, he has probably figured out something, so he said: "Uncle, don't have any worries. Although I am a businessman, I know a lot of people in power, and I can help Ran Xin."

Uncle Luo sighed again. After finishing his cigarette, he wanted to reach out to light it, but was stopped by Luo Ranxin.

"It's not good to smoke too much."

Uncle Luo nodded, shook his head again, and sighed again. After a while, he seemed to make up his mind and said, "This is a murder weapon, and it's not a murder weapon. It can only be called a weapon." He tilted his head and thought for a while, "Now What's it called, overdefensive? It's the word."

Luo Ranxin opened his eyes wide, lowered his voice, and asked uncertainly, "He... killed someone?"

Yan Hanlin also frowned, not to mention that it was really the same as the plot he made up in his head, that would be bloody.

What did he imagine?Of course, the wife was too good-looking and was harassed by the gangsters in the village, and then the husband failed to resist and killed her or something.

"Well," Uncle Luo frowned, and said slowly, "He ran away after killing someone. At that time, your mother was pregnant and heard the news that he killed and escaped. You came out early."

Luo Ranxin always felt as if something had been overlooked, and asked: "He defended himself by pretending that murder is not a capital crime, why did he run away? And I remember when I was young, he came back, he drove my mother crazy. "

"In those days, murderers were rarely sentenced to fifteen or sixteen years, and he came to teach in the city, so how could he dare to admit it?" Uncle Luo couldn't help it, and lit another cigarette, "What's the matter with him and your mother? I'm not sure, when your mother first got sick, she kept saying something."

Luo Ranxin and Yan Hanlin looked over at the same time.

Uncle Luo took a puff and exhaled the smoke vigorously.

"You wolf-hearted liar, you must die."