Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 822 - 147:

The little boy stopped, bent over, supporting his knees, and raised his head while struggling to catch his breath, waving goodbye to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin collected the money and put it back in his wallet.

That little boy wasn't Jie Shun'an, and that little girl wasn't Jie Shunqing.

But perhaps, the story of those siblings could have unfolded differently, like just now.

No, it wouldn't.

As long as those three families continue to covet the General's power, believing that the Jie family has been benefiting from the General's Tomb, as long as those three families continue to want to take everything.

There would be no other way for the siblings' story to unfold.

Brother Xiao Yuan once said that empathy is strange and requires many conditions to be met.

In Tan Wenbin's heart now, he really hoped that the Xiong Shan couple could go even further in their revenge.

The train left the station.

Yin Meng took a cherry and put it in her mouth: "It's quite sweet."

Beside her, Lin Shuyou had already started stuffing himself with food.

Yin Meng said, "So, if Jie Shun'an really detonated that curse, his sister, brother-in-law, and sister's two kids would surely die."

Tan Wenbin nodded: "We're too close, even now, we might not be out of the disaster range."

"Does he not know his sister came to visit family?"

"Probably not, if he did know, he would have sent his sister's family away earlier, as far as possible, just like he did back then."

Lin Shuyou: "I can't stop eating!"

...

The train arrived at Jinling, and everyone returned to school.

Brother Xiao Yuan hadn't woken up, still in a deep sleep.

Tan Wenbin didn't take Brother Xiao Yuan back to the dormitory, but directly carried him to Grandma Liu's house.

As he pushed open the courtyard door, the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor were also opened simultaneously.

Alii stood by the window, looking at the boy on Tan Wenbin's back.

Tan Wenbin didn't stand on ceremony, taking off his shoes by the window, entering Alii's room, and without needing Alii to pat her bed, placed Brother Xiao Yuan on it.

He believed that Brother Xiao Yuan would get much better rest and sleep quality here than in the dormitory.

After leaving Alii's room, Tan Wenbin looked around the first floor, couldn't find Uncle Qin and Aunt Liu, so he went upstairs.

The old lady sat in a wicker chair in the open space on the second floor, arms crossed over her chest, not even drinking tea, and directly asked:

"Is Xiao Yuan seriously injured?"

"Not seriously, Brother Xiao Yuan is just exhausted, um, where's Aunt Liu?"

Tan Wenbin remembered that the last time this happened at Mr. Li's house, Aunt Liu had decocted medicine for Brother Xiao Yuan for a long time.

"Is he blind?"

"Not yet, but he can't see things clearly."

"Then it's not a big problem, no need for medicine, just needs more sleep."

"With your words, I'm relieved."

Tan Wenbin leaned over and sat on the bench next to her, pouring himself some tea.

Liu Yumei said: "They went to pick up something, they'll be back soon."

"What needs two people to pick up?"

"Some delicate things, can't be bumped, a few musical instruments."

"Oh, looks like you're in a good mood recently."

"Not me, it's for Alii to play."

"Alii knows how to play these?"

"My own granddaughter whom I raised, isn't it basic to know the arts?"

"Alright, if I have kids in the future, can I bring them for you to have a look?"

"Are you a monkey? Give you a stick and you climb?"

"Whether there are dates or not, just hit the tree, it's no loss anyway."

"So when do you plan to let the tree bear dates?"

"Can't do that, let's wait for the future. I've already made enough mistakes now; no more repeating them."

Liu Yumei understood what Tan Wenbin meant.

This kid never planned on dating anyone, scared that he'd drag them down if he died on one of his missions.

By chance, he now had a girlfriend, but he didn't dare to do more than that.

Liu Yumei: "Sometimes being a little selfish is okay as a person."

Tan Wenbin scratched his head: "I feel like thinking this way is already pretty selfish."

"Not bad, your mouth is quick now, have you trained it in the palace?"

"You got it right."

"Tell me about it."

"Alright, you wait, let me organize it first." Tan Wenbin prepared some euphemisms and subtexts, and when ready, he started narrating.

Liu Yumei listened while pressing between her eyebrows.

In fact, Zhuangzhuang's storytelling was quite good, really good, but he suffered from a lack of cultural knowledge.

Although he's a proper university student, his foundation in ancient literature and history is much weaker than Xiao Yuan's.

When Xiao Yuan narrates, he can quote classics, making it pleasant to listen to; Zhuangzhuang's stories feel like deciphering a code.

Finally, she finished listening.

Liu Yumei felt a sense of relief, thinking it would be better to secretly listen to Xiao Yuan's narrations to Alii next time.

After all, spitting a bit of blood beats enduring such torture.

Tan Wenbin also knew what level his storytelling was and smiled sheepishly, starting to sip tea.

He felt he'd made big progress in this area, but alas, each wave of Zou Jiang's background was getting increasingly complex.

"Alright, you just got back, surely have things to do, go take care of them first."

"Okay, you have some rest and relax."

Tan Wenbin stood up, he still needed to draft a blueprint for his "godfather" car, making it super sturdy.

But before leaving, he had to cheer up the old lady.

"Hey, I said old lady, you still didn't give me a definite answer, if I have kids in the future, will you help me check on them?"

Liu Yumei spat at Tan Wenbin, saying irritably:

"I'll be busy by then, where would I find the time to babysit for you."