Seeing her go in so directly, Lu Qi felt that if he didn't go in, he would simply not be a man, not even a woman.
After taking a deep breath, Lu Qi shivered and followed him into the old house.
Since no one has lived in the old house for a long time, everything is covered with cobwebs and dust. It looks a bit like a haunted house in the movies.
No wonder Aqi asked if there was a ghost just now.
Rong Shu wiped the dust on the table and thought.
"Baby." Lu Qi's voice sounded from behind.
Rong Shu dusted off the dust in his hands and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Where do you keep your grandpa's notes?" Lu Qi asked, waving a long broom he found from nowhere in his hand.
Rong Shu pointed in the direction of the study, "It's over there, but it's too dirty here. Clean it first, and then go over and look for notes later."
"It's time to clean up, otherwise we won't be able to stay tonight." Lu nodded and agreed.
Rong Shu opened the suitcase and took out a few towels she brought with her, "Let's get started."
"Okay, you clean the tables and chairs, and I'll twist the cobwebs and sweep the floor." Lu Qi stopped waving the broom and said.
Rong Shu hummed, "Okay, let's do that. I'll go get water from the well."
With that said, she took the towel and went to the backyard.
There is an ancient well there, with water in it all year round.
Soon, the two began to get busy.
This work lasted for several hours, and it was not until four o'clock in the afternoon that the two of them cleaned up the huge yard.
At this moment, the two of them were exhausted from exhaustion, and one of them lay down on a master's chair to rest.
Lu Qi gasped, "Baby, I... this is the first time in my life that I have to do so much cleaning. I'm exhausted."
"Sorry Aqi, thank you for your hard work. I'll make something delicious to reward you later." Rong Shu also panted tiredly.
Lu Qi nodded with bright eyes, "Okay, I want to eat fish, but are there any fish here?"
"Yes." Rong Shu sat up straight and rubbed her sore back, "There is a village on the hillside below, and the village chief's house has fish. I went to buy some a few years ago, so I will go to the village chief's house later.
Just buy it.”
"That's great." Lu Qi clapped his hands happily.
Rong Shu stood up and said, "Aqi, you go make the bed first, and I'll go look for notes in grandpa's study."
"Okay." Lu Qi looked along the pointed room.
It seems that he will stay in that room tonight.
"Then honey, which room do you live in?" Lu Qi turned to look at her, "I made your bed by the way."
Rong Shu thought this was okay and pointed to the room opposite him, "That's the room. That's the room I used to stay here."
"Okay." Lu Qi clapped his hands and carried the suitcase over.
Rong Shu didn't waste any time and went straight to the old man's study.
The study has just been cleaned and is now spotless and very clean.
Rong Shu came to the old man's desk, opened the drawer and looked for notes.
The notes were not difficult to find, Rong Shu found them in the second drawer.
She flipped through it casually, and after confirming that it was the one her grandfather asked her to find, she closed the notebook and prepared to close the drawer and go out.
But just as she was closing the drawer, she suddenly saw something and let out an ooh.
"This is...a photo album?" Rong Shu saw the pink photo album in the drawer that had just been buried under the notes, and couldn't help but reach out and take it out.
This photo album is very small, only about the size of a palm, but it is very thick.
But what really aroused Rong Shu's curiosity was not these, but this photo album, which she had never seen before.
Before marrying Fu Jingting, she lived here for a period of time every year, so she knew everything about the old house.
There were several photo albums in the old house, and she had seen them all, but she had never seen this one at all.
And seeing that this photo album is very old, you know that this photo album must have existed for a long time. In fact, it is more than ten years old. It cannot be that it only appeared in the past few years.
After all, six years is not enough time for this photo album to become so old, so my grandpa didn't put it in during these six years.
But this photo album has always been here more than ten years ago, or even further ago, but she never knew it.
Suddenly, Rong Shu thought of something and was startled.
She remembered that every time she came to the old house, she could go anywhere and browse anywhere. But every time she entered her grandfather's study, her grandfather would tell her not to open the drawer of his desk, as if there was something in the drawer.
I don't want her to see the same thing.
And in this drawer, apart from the note, is this photo album, so the thing I don't want her to see is probably this photo album.
As for why it wasn't notes, it was because she had never seen her grandfather's other archaeological notes, so her grandfather definitely didn't mind her reading the archaeological notes, so the only thing he minded her looking at was this photo album.
What exactly is in this photo album that grandpa won't let her see?
Rong Shu's eyes fell on the photo album on her right hand, and her heart beat rapidly.
In the end, Rong Shu's inner curiosity defeated her reason.
She bit her lower lip, took a deep breath, and murmured in a low voice: "I'll just take a look. I should be fine if I take a look or two..."
As she spoke, she put down the archaeological notes on her left hand and carefully opened the photo album.
The first thing that catches the eye is a photo of a baby.
The baby was lying in a swaddling clothes, with his eyes closed and his face wrinkled and red. It looked like he was just born.
There is also a date written in the lower right corner of the photo.
Looking at the date, Rong Shu laughed, "This is me!"
The date above is exactly her date of birth, so there is no need to guess who this baby is, it is her.
"It turns out that when I was just born, I was so ugly, and I was still so small. I didn't even look healthy." Rong Shu stroked the baby's face in the photo with her thumb and said with a chuckle.
Then, Rong Shu looked at the next photo.
Still a baby.
In the lower right corner of the photo, there is still a date written on it, which is the day after she was born.
Is this a photo album recording her birth?
Thinking about it, Rong Shu turned to the third page. Sure enough, it was still her. In the lower right corner was the date of her third day of birth.
At this point, Rong Shu was completely sure that this was her birth record album. Every photo in it recorded her appearance every day after her birth.
Such record albums are not uncommon. Almost many families will take a photo album for their children. Some will take pictures to one year old, some to half a year old, and some to 100 days.
Judging from the thickness of the photo album in her hand, it should be a record of half a year old.
But what Rong Shu couldn't figure out was that since this was her record album, why did her grandfather never let her see it?
Rong Shu squinted her eyes, feeling confused.
But she didn't think much about it, just assuming that her grandfather wanted to keep it as a souvenir for herself and didn't want to show it to her.
But now, the photo album is in her hand, and she can look at it by herself, just to reminisce about her childhood.
But strangely enough, there were no photos of her when she was a child at home, but there were never any photos of her when she was just born, so she really didn’t know what she looked like when she was just born.
Rong Shu pulled over the Taishi's chair and sat down, then started flipping through the pages page by page and looking at the photos at the back.
At first, when she looked at it, she still had a smile on her lips, thinking that her newborn self was really cute.
But I don’t know why, she is cute, but she doesn’t feel any closeness?
As she looked back, the smile on Rong Shu's face slowly disappeared, replaced by a look of shock.
