My name is General's Little Uncle

Chapter 69: You call the general uncle

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The midday sun poured down warmly from the sky, shining on Weiyang's white cloak, making her look like an elf walking out of the mountains.

A group of soldiers ran across the street. Yan Gui stopped to look. What happened

In a blink of an eye, where is the white figure in front

Yan Gui felt his heart stop beating suddenly. He had never felt this way since he went to the battlefield at the age of twelve and killed his first enemy until now. He was afraid, really afraid.

Wei Yang was surrounded by the bustling crowd and turned into a short alley. Several children were running in front of her, shouting, "Hurry up, there's a circus troupe coming over there."

A circus

Wei Yang followed curiously. The petite girl was not noticeable among the group of teenage children, but her white fox fur cape attracted some attention.

Yan Gui held her hand at the beginning, but later let her walk, look and buy by herself. He only needed to pay and take the things. At first, Wei Yang was afraid that he would not see her and get lost, so she looked back frequently. In the end, she felt relieved when she saw that her eyes never left her.

Who knew that as soon as I was relieved, something unexpected would happen!

Weiyang was good-looking, and holding three strings of red candied haws in her hands, she made the children who walked with her envious. Turning the corner of the alley, not far away, there was a big stage. It turned out that a new store had opened, and they had invited a circus troupe to attract business.

"Do you bite people, little dog?" A dark-skinned boy licked his tongue and asked the little dog, but his eyes were looking at the candied haws in Weiyang's hand.

One person spoke first, and the others looked over with wide eyes, full of envy. One candied haws was already amazing, but she actually took three, which was really exciting.

Wei Yang took out two and handed them to the oldest black boy, saying softly, "Share it among you."

Six children, two strings of candied haws, just enough for each of them to have two. They happily divided the candied haws, and the black boy was the first to put a candied haw in his mouth, reluctant to chew it, and just closed his eyes, intoxicated by the sweet and sour taste.

Wei Yang couldn't help but feel greedy after seeing this. She lowered her head and wanted to eat something, but then felt it was not good. She turned to look at Yang Gui, but there was no trace of Yang Gui on the busy street.

She was so frightened that she didn't even notice that her candied haws had fallen, and she just ran around looking for Yan Gui.

Tuocheng belongs to Yanzhou, and together with Yancheng and Mocheng, they are all under Yanzhou and are managed by the Yan family. These three cities are the largest cities in Yanzhou, with many streets and alleys.

Wei Yang ran a lot and got lost. At this moment, she was so frightened that she didn't know what to do.

Who would have thought that the group of children who picked up her candied haws did not take them away, but instead ran after her. Seeing that she finally stopped and stared blankly at the shops on both sides of the street, he hurried over and asked, "Are you lost at home?"

At this moment, this dark-skinned little boy is the person Wei Yang is most familiar with, even though they have only known each other for a few minutes.

"I lost my uncle." Wei Yang's eyes were already filled with tears, and with just a slight nod of her head, the tears would fall down in strings.

The dark-skinned little boy scratched his head in embarrassment and asked, "Who is your uncle?"

"It's Yan Gui."

"Yan Gui? General Yan." Several children shouted at the same time. In Yanzhou, from the 70-year-old man to the child who just learned to speak, everyone knew General Yan Gui.

"You call the general uncle?" The boy in front of him looked at Wei Yang in disbelief.

"Well, what's wrong with me calling the general uncle?"