That afternoon, I slept until almost three o'clock when I was woken up by the shouts of people selling bean curd outside.
Because of Xiangyu's incident at noon, I basically didn't eat much, just a few bites of rice. So when I woke up, my stomach was already growling with hunger, so the bean curd being sold outside particularly attracted me.
"Milk," I vaguely saw my grandma sitting in the front hall through the crack in the door, not knowing what she was doing, so I shouted with a raised voice.
"Oh, I'm awake. What are you doing? Do you want to eat bean sprouts?"
"Hey, hey, grandma, it's better that you understand me. I'll spend the rest of my life with you." I stretched out on the bed, and then said coquettishly to my grandma.
"You brat, get up and get ready to eat Douhua." Grandma said, then she got up and went to the kitchen, picked up a bowl, and walked out quickly.
I sat up on the bed, and in a daze, I felt like I was back in the days before I got sick, when there was no astrolabe. Although I didn’t have my parents around me all the time, I still had enough food and clothing, and didn’t have to run around for food, rice, oil and salt. It was a life where I could just lie down.
Bar.
However, life is like this, you never know what traps are waiting for you to step on.
"Hey, you got up so soon." Grandma walked in from Yangcheng with bean curd in her hands, sweat dripping from her temples.
"Milk, you are the best to me," I took the brown sugar bean curd from the old lady's hand and ate it with relish.
"You kid, you have such a poor mouth, you should save more time to coax my granddaughter-in-law." Grandma looked at me devouring the food with a smile and said leisurely.
When I heard my grandson's wife, I knew that she wanted to mention Xiangyu again, so I put the bowl down from my mouth and said seriously: "Nai, don't mention her. There is no possibility between me and her. And she is like that."
, now it’s not that I am not worthy of her, but that she is not worthy of the Zhou family.”
"Cang'er, your grandpa and I can't see the wrong person. Besides, hey, forget it, let's not talk about this anymore, the beans are cold." I felt that grandma wanted to say something, but I don't know why later, but
The topic ended suddenly, and her change made my heart feel a little itchy, but it was difficult to ask further questions.
"Nai, after eating the beancurd, I'll go find Uncle Wang." I said to grandma.
"Okay, while the weather is not too hot now, I will bring you some rice and bean cakes. Your Uncle Wang likes this the most." Grandma said, got up and went into the kitchen, taking two plastic boxes.
The rice and bean cake was handed to me.
I think this pastry was originally intended for Xiangyu, but I didn’t expect her to come unexpectedly, so grandma borrowed flowers to offer to Buddha and asked me to bring them to Uncle Wang, because I had never heard that Uncle Wang liked to eat this before.
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"Milk, I understand. You asked me to bring cakes to Uncle Wang. If grandpa finds out, he will be jealous." I teased grandma with a smile.
"You kid, you are serious, get out of here, get out of here, don't be an eyesore here." Grandma said, raising her hand and pretending to hit me.
I hurriedly picked up the rice cakes and ran away.
Today was not a weekend, so Uncle Wang would normally be in his office at the museum, so I drove directly to the museum without calling in advance.
Although Uncle Wang has retired a long time ago, the museum keeps hiring him back because of his profound knowledge and rich experience. Therefore, he has never quit the stage of archeology, and he may have to contribute to it in his lifetime.
When we arrived at the entrance of the museum, the sun at four o'clock in the afternoon shone just on the plaque at the entrance of the museum. The plaque with gold letters on a black background shone in the sunlight, giving it a tall and distinguished appearance.
I parked the car and walked to the entrance of the museum with the rice cakes. The staff recognized me, smiled and told me that Director Wang was in the office.
Because of my experience last time, I arrived at the door of Uncle Wang's office with ease, but it was quiet inside. I didn't know if anyone was there. Although the door was ajar, I knocked politely.
"Please come in." Uncle Wang's voice came from inside.
I opened the door and saw him sitting in front of the office desk, holding a magnifying glass and observing a page of somewhat tattered silk paper.
"Uncle Wang, you are busy, did I disturb you?" I stood in the door and said a little embarrassed.
"It turns out to be Cang'er, no, no, I'm busy with my job all the time, but I can also be free all the time, so I'm not in a hurry." Uncle Wang put down your magnifying glass and said by the way.
Then he took off the reading glasses hanging on his head and greeted him with a smile.
"Uncle Wang, grandma asked me to bring this to you." I shook the rice and bean cake in my hand and gave Uncle Wang a wicked smile.
"Hahaha, this old fox, every time he wants to ask me for something, he will bring two boxes of rice and bean cakes. He knows that I like these things, so he can't refuse." Uncle Wang took the bag from my hand with a smile.
Then he turned around and put it next to his briefcase on the table.
His somewhat cautious look made me feel a little puzzled. Isn't it just two boxes of rice and bean cakes? As for this? Every summer, grandma will steam a big pot every few days. I'm tired of eating them now.
Woolen cloth.
"Tell me, why did your grandma ask you to come to me?" Uncle Wang put down the rice and bean cakes, poured me a cup of tea, then sat across from me and handed the tea to me.
I didn't expect those two boxes of rice and bean cakes to have such a great effect. Uncle Wang could immediately understand the purpose of my trip, so I didn't hesitate and said directly: "Grandma
I didn’t explain it directly, but I feel that it may have something to do with her dowry.”
"Hahaha, I knew that the thing I agreed to her for those few bites of rice and bean cakes must not be that simple. Over the years, I don't know how many times I have received your father, but now your father has not come to bother me.
It's my turn, but it's your turn." Uncle Wang suddenly said eloquently.
It turned out that my father knew the secret of grandma’s dowry when he searched for it, so could it be that he had put those things in my room there? But hadn’t he not been home for several years? Or it was grandma who had put those things there.
I don’t know when the probe at home was installed. When grandma put these things in my room, wasn’t she afraid of being seen by the eye behind the probe?
Perhaps it could be said that the eye hidden behind the probe already knew the three locations represented by the three objects placed in my room, so it didn't matter. That's why grandma dared to do this blatantly.
"Uncle Wang, are my grandma's dowry items kept with you?" I asked.
"No, her things are all at your dad's place." Uncle Wang said, "She just asked me to keep an eye on it. If I see cultural relics similar to this kind of thing, just tell her the place where the cultural relics were unearthed.
." Uncle Wang said.
"Uncle Wang, how many places have you researched?" I asked eagerly.
"Your grandma's things are very rare, and my location in the archaeological world is not at the top of the pyramid, so the resources available are also very limited. What we know so far is that the golden silk silk came from Wawu Mountain, and then that
The bracelet should come from Shentang Bay, and there is also a bone flute. A similar one once came out of Poyang Lake. By the way, come and take a look, the one I just arrived at
This is a silk book that I accidentally found in a mountain home when I was hiking. It took me a long time to buy it. Come and take a look. I think the little people painted on it are the same as the gold foil paper-cuts in your grandma's dowry.
, it seems to be somewhat similar." Uncle Wang said, leading me to the front of his desk, pointing to the square silk book still lying on the table for me to read.
The silk book was in tatters, and I didn't wear gloves, so I didn't dare to touch it. I could only bend down and take a closer look.
When I saw it, I couldn't help but feel shocked. This silk book was densely filled with small figures. If you hadn't seen grandma's gold foil paper-cut dowry beforehand, you would have thought that this silk book was a set of boxing skills, because of the small figures painted on it.
People, punches and kicks, everyone's movements are different.
"Uncle Wang, can I take a photo?" I looked at Uncle Wang and asked.
"What's the matter? Just take pictures." Uncle Wang said with a smile.
After hearing Uncle Wang's agreement, I hurriedly took out my mobile phone, took several photos of the silk book, and then said, "Uncle Wang, apart from these, is there anything else in grandma's dowry?"
In my memory, there should be several others, but Uncle Wang said there were not. Those were the only ones grandma showed him.
Could it be that I misunderstood what grandma said?
After spending two hours at Uncle Wang's place, I got nothing except the set of photos of the silk book. According to Uncle Wang, grandma's box of dowry items should be at her father's place, and my father's
I have also been looking for the place where all the dowry objects were unearthed.
Soon it was time for Uncle Wang to get off work, and I was too embarrassed to linger any longer. Before I left, I asked Uncle Wang who was having dinner with my grandfather at noon today. He said that he went to Yunnan with them to go to the countryside.
An old classmate of.
I hurriedly asked, is that old classmate of yours named Wen?
But Uncle Wang said no, his surname was Yu, and they all called him Lao Yu.
Sure enough, he is not Xiangyu's father. It seems that I thought too much.