I Want to Hang Around in the Moon

In the box in the corner, he found a box that was exactly the same as the "Secret Record of Chinese Recipe Restoration" placed by his grandfather.

Inside were some photos, some letters, two books, and another jewelry box.

"This is your under-the-box furniture? Grandpa."

There are five photos in total, taken in chronological order.

The first one is a couple with a child. They look very strange, but based on the photos behind, he guessed that the couple is the young grandpa and grandma. It is self-evident who the child is.This photo was taken under a small tree in a courtyard, and the season should be summer, because except for the child, everyone else was wearing thin clothes.

The second picture should be when the child was just in elementary school. Grandma was still holding a baby in her arms. I couldn’t see the exact appearance. It must be his uncle or aunt or something. The place was still under the tree in the courtyard, but the tree The tree has grown a lot, it should be spring, and the tree has just sprouted.

The third photo is a family portrait of many people. The location should be a place like Sitang. It was taken by more than 20 people. Le Zhengling saw his grandfather and his family in the middle left. The grandfather here can already see it. Out of old age, the age should be more than 50.

The fourth picture is that the boy grew up and got married. This is also the first time he saw his parents. The man is very handsome and tough, with a happy smile on his face. He can tell he is from the North at a glance. Le Zheng is listening It is suspected that the Lezheng family lives in Yanjing.

The girl inside is very beautiful, with a gentle smile on her face, but she is not like Xiaojiabiyu, she is majestic yet elegant, her hair is combed sideways, and she is wearing a Chinese knot. Although these photos are all black and white, the Chinese knot It should be red.

The two were still standing under the tree. When they got here, Le Zhengling realized that it was an orange tree. The season was autumn, and the tree bore oranges.

The fifth photo was taken in the hospital. It should be his mother holding a baby and kissing lovingly. There are a lot of people around the bed, men and women, but I don’t know what happened. Neither was too good, it was supposed to be winter, people had coats in their hands, and there was frost on the windows.

He didn't open those letters and books now. After all, what happened at his house was not a pleasant thing, so there was no need to trouble himself.

If he didn't find what he was looking for, these things could be a clue, he thought, and then he focused on which jewelry box.

It was a jewelry box about thirteen to four centimeters long, and less than eight centimeters high and wide. opened.

There is a layer of crimson cushion, and the box is divided into upper and lower layers. Unfortunately, there are not many things inside. On the upper layer, there is a familiar Chinese knot and a black pearl earring, and on the lower layer, there is only a rope. , and a few orange pits.

But looking at the rope, Le Zhengling always felt that there was something weird there, so he took it out curiously, and then found the problem.

This is not an ordinary rope, but a chain rope of a necklace. The clasp is two silver cylindrical hollow clasps, but there is only a circle left where the pendant is, and the middle thing has been removed.

Le Zhengling raised his eyebrows, he took the whole big box and walked downstairs, checked the family tree, and found that the chain rope was what he was looking for, but the most important subject was missing.

At this moment he had a premonition that the lost subject would not be in this room.

Sure enough, when he searched the whole room but found nothing, he could only focus on the clues that he had been resisting.

Picking up those letters, the envelopes have turned yellow and the stamps have been torn off. Fortunately, the letter paper inside has not been taken away.

He quickly looked at the familiar Chinese characters, and forced to finish reading the letters. As expected, although he didn't go into details, there was a hint of bitterness between the lines in these letters.

There should be one letter a year, a total of six letters, and grandpa should also reply, because there is one letter that grandpa didn't send.

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Chapter 23 The Mists of the Past

There was not much content in each letter, and Le Zhengling read it quickly.

The first letter probably said that everything was fine. Although they were a little poor and the labor was a little heavy, they survived after all. At the end of the letter, they asked about their living conditions in Japan, and there was a cryptic Tell them not to come back.

The second letter said that the aunt's family had been taken to another place, and there was no news, and then asked about Le Zhengling's health.Because he doesn't know the person who wrote this letter, so he doesn't know whether this aunt is from the grandfather's generation, the father's generation, or his own generation, but I think it should be from the father's generation. What useful information.

The third letter slightly mentioned that all those "things" had been destroyed after the house was ransacked, and hoped that grandpa would record the things he remembered so that they would not be broken down. He also said that if he couldn't protect the child, he would give up.

In the fourth letter, a keyword "Ji's family" was mentioned, saying that the family was given an ultimatum.

The fifth letter said that there is no meaning for the existence of the two families. The Ji family fled and died, and I was glad that my grandfather took me away, and at least kept the incense of the two families.What's more, everything is over, and it doesn't make sense to come back, and there is no need to send letters back.

"Ji's family?" Le Zheng listened to the last letter, which was not sent by his grandfather. He hadn't read it yet, but the so-called "Ji's family" shrouded his heart like a layer of fog.

Ji, in China is not a simple surname, and the mother of Guanbuzi mentioned hexagrams, so this surname is even more interesting.

"Could it be that my mother's surname is Ji?"

Finally, he opened the letter that his grandfather hadn't sent, and finally mentioned the pendant. Grandpa dismantled the pendant and entrusted the most important part to his old friend. He also said that if the old friend appeared in front of his grandson after his death , it means that the grandson can't escape, so it's better to let him change to "Ji".

"Oh shit, grandpa, you have no conscience!" Seeing this, Le Zhengling was taken aback, "I didn't even mention the change of surname to me, you just hang up like this, it's so fucking irresponsible ..."

"However, the name Ji Ling is a girl's name no matter how you look at it, right? Besides, Ji Ling, clever, jiling, wagtail, grandpa, you really want to trick me!"

In fact, he was so flustered now that he interrupted his thinking without any choice, because he knew that the thing was in someone else's hands, and that person didn't know who it was, so it was impossible for him to get the thing what!

"No, since Guanbuzi's mother told me to find that thing within three days, it proves that I can find that thing within these three days, because her future vision is absolute, that is to say, the so-called old grandpa Friends, will it appear within these three days?"

Thinking of this possibility, he calmed down again, "That is to say, I still have to open the door to welcome guests...but it will be troublesome if you can't use gas."

The problem was still not resolved, and he couldn't help feeling a little headache, and at this moment, his stomach growled again.

"..., let's get something to eat first. And this is it." He opened the jewelry box with mixed feelings, brought the necklace around his neck, and then put the Chinese knot in his pocket.

"If you are really left to me by my father and mother, if this world really has a soul, please bless me to escape this disaster safely..."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the two books that he hadn't had time to read, caressed the wall and went downstairs carefully, and went to the backyard to cook.

After eating a simple meal of tofu and white rice, he opened the store, but put up a sign that it was closed, and then sat quietly in the store, reading a book and waiting.

One day passed, and after dinner, Le Zhengling sat blankly in his original position. All the diners who came to the door today were dismissed by him because there was a problem with the gas pipe, but there was no special person among them.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, he finally closed the store door and forced himself to calmly walk to the guest room in the backyard.

"If these three days, no, there are only two days left, if that person doesn't show up in the next two days, does that mean this is the last time of my life?"

Thinking of this, his heart felt empty, and he didn't know what to do.