At this time, Xiangyu also walked over from the door, and he must have heard what Uncle Wang said.
"Uncle, could it be that it was placed somewhere else? After all, it is quite old." Xiangyu reacted before me and stood at the door looking at Uncle Wang and me.
"No, I have found all the files older than this, but I haven't found them this year alone. It's really strange." Uncle Wang was so anxious that he kept running in circles, "If these files are lost, it will be very troublesome in the future.
, there are a lot of procedures to be completed.”
"Uncle Wang, in which year did my grandfather donate that batch of cultural relics?" I finally recovered.
"It was after the Spring Festival in 1994." Uncle Wang said.
1994 is actually the year I was born.
Is this a coincidence?
Or is there something hidden inside?
"Uncle Wang, have you remembered correctly? Why are you so sure after such a long time?" I asked.
"I can't remember it wrong. You were born not long after Lao Zhou donated these cultural relics, so I remember it very clearly. At that time, your grandma was still complaining, saying that there was a little golden lock that she wanted to leave to you.
It was donated by your grandfather." Uncle Wang narrowed his eyes and said, as if he had returned to the situation at that time.
"Uncle Wang, thank you. There's nothing I can do about it if I can't find it. It will make you work for a long time in vain." I said calmly on the surface, but in fact, my heart was already in turmoil.
"Cang'er, why do you suddenly remember this batch of cultural relics? Maybe if you ask your grandfather, he knows better what exactly was donated at that time." Uncle Wang said to me as if he suddenly remembered.
"Uncle Wang, I have to thank you no matter what. You have been busy for a long time in vain." I tried my best to suppress the tears that were already in my eyes, and said to Uncle Wang calmly.
"It's not that busy. It's just, Cang'er, did something happen at home? I see something is wrong with your expression today. You are usually so lively, why are you so quiet today? Have you been scolded by your grandfather?" Uncle Wang
said.
"No, Uncle Wang, I just had a whim and wanted to know what grandpa donated at that time. Since I can't find it, let's forget it." I said, turned around and glanced at Xiangyu, and then said: "Xiangyu
, let’s go back first.”
"That's it. Goodbye, uncle." Xiangyu's expression seemed to be a little unclear.
Uncle Wang followed us to the elevator entrance, and still said uneasily: "Cang'er, if anything happens at home, you must tell me. For so many years, I have always treated you as my own grandson. No need to
You're seeing me outside."
"I know, Uncle Wang, I'll ask you out for a drink later," I said.
"Okay, don't forget to bring your grandma's rice and bean cake." Uncle Wang said.
At this time, the elevator door opened. I didn't turn around to look at Uncle Wang. I just felt my throat tightening and I might not be able to say anything, so I could only nod my head vigorously.
The elevator took us all the way to the underground garage. I felt a severe pain in my chest. I used the excuse that the air in the elevator was not circulating. In fact, I knew how much I missed my grandma.
In this life, I will never eat such good rice and bean cakes again, and I will never meet such a nice old lady again.
I sat in the car without starting the car, trying to calm down my emotions.
"Zhou Cang, if we haven't found that batch of cultural relics, then the route we are going to take is also blocked." Xiangyu said a little helplessly while sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the rearview mirror on the right side of her body.
But I suddenly turned towards her and looked at her in surprise.
It turned out that she had known it for a long time.
Because I have never mentioned my grandma’s dowry to anyone.
Moreover, grandma’s dowry is probably related to the hiding place of the astrolabe, which I also deduced myself.
How did she know?
After receiving such a glare from me, Xiangyu seemed to suddenly realize that he had let something slip.
Her eyes were still on the rearview mirror without moving away. After a while, she slowly spoke: "Zhou Cang, I'm sorry. In fact, I have long known the relationship between grandma's dowry and the hiding place of the astrolabe, but
Due to various reasons, I cannot tell you. I am also in great pain. I accidentally said this today and my heart felt relaxed."
"Then tell me what made you hide it." I turned my gaze away from her face and said coldly.
"I can't tell you." Xiangyu finally turned around.
"Xiangyu, can I still believe you?" I suddenly felt a little sad.
Grandma passed away, grandpa escorted grandma's ashes to Guizhou, parents disappeared, Zhou Lan and Chen Mo's life and death were uncertain, I really didn't want to lose a good friend like Xiang Yu.
In fact, as long as she explains it a little bit, no matter how lame the reason is, I can convince myself to accept it.
But unfortunately, she didn't say anything.
"Zhou Cang, you can always trust me. It's just that the adult world has too much helplessness. What's more, we all still carry some negative legacies." Xiangyu said, with a tone of voice.
Full of helplessness.
My head lay on the steering wheel. At this moment, I suddenly didn't want to face this mess anymore.
Everyone has their own reasons, so do I deserve to be deceived and kept in the dark?
But, what can I do.
Maybe in the end, every reason I gave was for my own good.
Therefore, even if I feel aggrieved and unwilling, I may still want to thank everyone gratefully.
On weekdays, the garage underneath the museum is eerily quiet. In this small space in the car, we can almost hear each other's breathing.
About ten minutes later, I sat up straight, turned the car key, and started the car.
In the end, I was defeated by reality.
Under this situation, if I lose Xiangyu, I may not be able to continue on this road.
"Zhou Cang, thank you."
As the car drove out of the museum, I heard Xiangyu say something softly.
When we returned to the Zhou family's old house, it was already past noon.
I was in a bad mood, so I had no appetite at all, so I actually forgot about lunch.
By the time I saw the time, it was already close to one o'clock noon.
"I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood and I've made you suffer too." I said looking at Xiangyu who had been sitting with me in the front hall of Zhou's old house.
"It's okay, Zhou Cang. It's really great that you can talk to me. I'm really afraid that the two of us will remain silent like this." Xiangyu looked at me and said, a little overjoyed.
"You're really hungry, I'm going out to buy two fast food." I said, about to get up.
However, Xiangyu pulled me back and said, "We have stayed up late these past two days to get angry, and we are not in a good mood. Let's not eat fast food. We are all back home anyway. I will cook some porridge and eat it in the kitchen."
There are so many pickles, don’t waste them.”
Xiangyu said, silently stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
Looking at her retreating back, I had mixed feelings in my heart, and I thought: How wonderful it would be if there were no such messy things.
At this time, a text message came in on my mobile phone.
In this day and age, who else sends electronic messages?
I opened the text message in confusion, and it was actually from Uncle Wang:
Cang'er, I remember that when your grandfather donated this batch of cultural relics, your grandma was very reluctant to part with it, so she carefully drew every item. If you want to know the specific details of the original batch of cultural relics, find that book
A picture album is enough.
After reading the text message, I was stunned for a while.
Growing up, I never knew that my grandma could draw.
It turns out that my father’s talent for painting came from my grandmother.
I have never seen this picture album of my grandma’s in all these years. Where would she put it?
My first reaction was to my grandfather’s study, because anything related to culture in the house would be stored in my grandfather’s study.
Thinking of this, I reflexively raised my feet and walked towards the study.
When passing by the patio, I saw Xiangyu busy in the kitchen.
She didn’t know that I had received a text message from Uncle Wang, and she was standing by the stove in the kitchen smiling and waving to me.
I smiled back at her and walked quickly to the study.