"Uncle, just say whatever you want." Wei Ran politely picked up the teapot and helped him pour a cup of tea.

After gently tapping the table, Uncle Yao said bluntly, "Young man, I can't trust you. We have had quite a few people here collecting antiques from house to house over the years. When it comes to making up stories, you can't be considered good at it.

"

After pausing for a moment and taking a sip of tea, the uncle continued, "If you are telling the truth, then find a way to find someone we trust to be a guarantor.

You can rest assured that if this is really something belonging to the old Red Army and the old revolution, we will never hold on to it and not let it go. We will never hide a word of what we know.

But if you don’t have a guarantor that we, the old farmers, can trust, then we Juanzi will not give you the photos, let alone tell you other things. We will also immediately take care of the things left by the old Red Army.

Leave it to the township government."

"Of course!"

Brother Yao, who was accompanying me, also said at the right time, "I am a guest from afar. It is almost noon now. If Teacher Wei doesn't mind it, why don't you just have a meal and rest at our house?"

"Uncle Yao, everything you said makes sense."

Wei Ran said politely, "I'll call right now and find someone who has enough authority to vouch for me."

"Juanzi"

Uncle Yao immediately expressed his attitude, "Make some more dishes for noon! Army, go to the cellar to get a bottle of good wine."

After saying that, Uncle Yao patted Wei Ran affectionately on the shoulder, "Let's have a drink later."

"I'll contact a guarantor now"
Chapter completed!