Farming and reading lady

Half a month later, in Xiaoyuewan Village, at the Gu family, Mr. Gu received an ancient wooden box personally delivered by Yan Zhijin. The box had a strong scent of age and was precious in every way. The lock of the box was a combination lock.

"Uncle Gu, the Yuan Patriarch said that this is something your ancestors handed over to the descendants. The Yuan family is the one entrusted to keep it. This box can only be opened by the descendants of the Gu family who are destined to have it. The Yuan Patriarch said that the fate has come, so let me send it to you." Yan Zhijin was more respectful than last time: "Uncle Gu, please try."

The old man gave him a disdainful look as if to say, "Do you think I'm the one who can open the box?"

Yan Zhijin laughed awkwardly. To be honest, it doesn't look like him at all. But since the Yuan Laozu said so, it must be true. If it's not Mr. Gu, then isn't there someone else in the Gu family? Why not try them one by one?

The descendants of the Gu family gathered together again. Yan Zhijin still wanted to get first-hand information, so he shamelessly stayed and did not leave.

The old man glanced at him and said, "Why, do you want to be our son-in-law? I don't have any daughters to recruit you, and my granddaughters are too young and not suitable for you."

Yan Zhijin touched his nose and left awkwardly.

The old man looked at the box on the table with a complicated expression. How could the ancestor play this trick to show how pessimistic he was about the qualifications of his descendants? Wasn't his uncle a well-known talent in Beijing? How did this box fall into his hands?

He walked around the box, making sure, absolutely certain, that he was not cut out for this. Then he set his eyes on his three good eldest sons, a bunch of unremarkable things that came out of the Blue but were overwhelmed by the Blue. They had staring eyes, a blank expression, and clicked their tongues twice. It was obvious at a glance that they were worse than him.

The three brothers of the Gu family suddenly felt their scalps were about to explode. Their father's disdainful eyes turned into thousands of steel knives that could pierce them. What's the matter? If I'm not excellent, I'm not your good son? No matter how bad I am, I'm still your child, right?

Daughter-in-law... just skip it. She is a family member but not really. Well, she is not that outstanding anyway.

He turned his attention from his sons to his grandchildren. The two eldest sons were smart but had no strategy at all. The second son was only focused on playing. He passed the exam to become a scholar just for show. The granddaughters were quite virtuous, but they could only be called virtuous. Then look at the third son's child...

Gu Xihao and his sister were whispering with their heads down.

"Sister, this mechanism lock is very different from the current mechanism locks. There is no keyhole. I don't know how to open it? Have you seen it at the immortal grandfather's place?" There are many such books in the study of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. He has also read dozens of books, but he has never seen this kind of book.

Gu Xixian had a wooden face, wondering in his heart, could it be that the ancestor of the Gu family was also a time traveler? This looked like a combination lock from the future, and this ancestor was a science and engineering major.

Seeing that his sister was staring at the box without moving his eyes, Gu Xihao gently tugged at her sleeve and called softly, "Sister, sister..."

"Brother, don't be anxious. I'm thinking about it." Gu Xixian was wondering whether he should pretend that he didn't know or just go for it.

"Yeah, no rush, take your time to think about it." Gu Xihao felt that he must have seen this tone of his sister before, but he was not in a hurry, because his grandfather hadn't said anything anyway.

"Ahem," the old man drew attention back to himself with his actions: "You all have seen what's on the table, come on, try it, whoever can open it gets it."

The ancestor of the Gu family, who didn’t even know whether the ghost still existed, said: Unfilial descendants, can the things I left behind be owned by anyone at will?

The old man looked very profound, as if this was a test he personally gave to his children and grandchildren.

A group of people gathered around to look at the novelty.

"What is this, a wooden box without a keyhole?"

"It has a lock, but the lock is a little strange. There is no hole. Could it be that they used a thin wire to poke the middle?"

"I heard that some treasures can be opened after a little blood is injected into them to recognize their owner. Could this be one of them?"

...He is like a headless fly, surprised by something unusual, the old man sighed.

"Dad, if you really want to open it, it's easy. Just take an axe and chop it up." Gu Lao Er suggested.

The old man was so angry that his beard fluttered: "I might as well chop you off. If I can chop you off, what else do I need you for?"

"You just scolded me without explaining yourself clearly. Isn't what I said also a method?" Gu Lao Er said aggrievedly. His father's way of having the final say could not be changed.

"Boss, although what you said is true, who would chop up such a beautiful box for no reason? This box looks very valuable." Mrs. Mo gently pulled him and winked at him: Don't you know our father's temper? We can't afford to offend him, don't we know to hide?

"Well, what my second brother's wife said is right. This box should be worth a lot of money. Only the county magistrate and his people can afford it, right?" Liu was successfully led astray.

Du Xianniang continued, "When I went to Beijing, Madam Tong took me to a furniture store. There was a similar one there, which could be exchanged for a three-courtyard house like ours."

"Third Aunt, is that true? Furniture in Beijing is expensive?" Gu Xiqin and the others came over with starry eyes. Du Xianniang nodded and told them about her experiences in Beijing again. Others also gathered around her, surrounding Du Xianniang.

Grandpa Gu's face was so dark that ink could drip out of it. Gu Xixian couldn't bear to watch it any longer. She leaned over and whispered something in her brother's ear. Gu Xihao's eyes lit up and he nodded continuously. Then the two of them walked over and played the "spin" game with the row of numbers.

With a crisp "click", the lock opened, and then with a "kua" sound, the box lid popped open. The brother and sister looked inside the box and saw a yellowed sealed letter, and next to it was a dark, shiny piece of wood that looked like a keepsake. Apart from that, there was nothing valuable.

"Brother, I think there is a word that is very applicable." Gu Xixian's mouth was puffed out, she actually thought there were some rare treasures in it.

"Buy the box and return the pearl!" Gu Xihao blurted out, and then the brother and sister both laughed.

The old man reached out and carefully took out the letter, tore open the envelope without any burden in his heart, and took out the letter paper... Oh my god, what kind of Western writing is this? It's either missing limbs or scribbled. Forgive his shallow knowledge, how could our ancestor who couldn't even write a complete character like this be so talented?

The brother and sister leaned over and watched with great interest.

"Sister, do you think the grandfather in your dream is your ancestor? Look at the airplanes, trains, and cannons mentioned in this letter. Have you seen them all in your dreams?" Gu Xihao whispered to his sister again, because his sister had told him about many of the things mentioned in the letter.

Gu Xixian nodded vigorously. Her immortal grandfather's words made more sense: "Brother, you are really a genius. I think what you said is absolutely right. The immortal grandfather who always comes to my dream should be my ancestor. No wonder, I was wondering who would be so kind to take me flying and wandering. It turns out that it is our ancestral grave that is emitting green smoke."

"What are you two brats talking about? Why are you so busy muttering? What are you talking about?" Grandpa Gu stuffed the letter directly into Gu Xihao's hand. The two brats could obviously recognize the words on the letter at a glance. Well, it was his fault. He was not well-educated.

"Grandpa, this tells the truth about our family's decline." Gu Xihao had already finished reading it and gave a direct summary.