The next morning, the sky was just dawning, and the people in the courtyard had not yet gotten up, but Zhang He had already put on his clothes. At this moment, he was sitting on a stool by the window, holding the lamp that he described as a little black dragon flying out last night, and he was looking at it carefully through the light coming in through the window.

"That's right, this is it. "Zhang He looked at it for a long time and finally could confirm that this one had some weight in his hand, about ten centimeters high, the chassis had exquisite ornamentation such as the Sumeru seat, the column was like a bone joint, and the oil pan was a perfect round lamp, that is, he asked his grandmother for it because he thought it was interesting during his trip to his relatives in his previous life, and after getting the consent of his grandmother, he put it in his mother's bag, but because he was in a hurry to go to the toilet in the morning when he returned to Beijing, he entrusted it to his mother, but he didn't think about it, and when he was taken out by his curious mother to watch, he was taken out by his grandmother and aunts. will stain his mother's bag", and asked his mother to "don't get used to herself" and secretly returned it to her grandmother. Finally, a year later, the lamp was sold by Grandma Tai for five yuan.

"Do you take it and ask Grandpa Tai Grandpa and Grandma directly, or do you want to tell Grandpa Tai and them about its value?" Zhang He was very entangled in his heart at this time, although the purpose of his trip was to get this lantern, which was also the reason why he stared at the calendar and giggled at that night three days ago. And in order to avoid repeating the mistakes of his previous life, he also specially prepared a newspaper for him. But now he is not the child who only found this object interesting thirty years ago, he knows that it is bronze, and he knows its value.

"If I ask for it, although I am neither stealing nor robbing, why am I so uncomfortable? I should be considered a liar? If I tell my grandfather what it is worth, will they believe it? Won't it be like in the previous life, and sell it for a few dollars, right? But what if they believe me? Then Li Zhen and Li Meng will not be like me, because they can't afford to go to school and go out to work early, this can be regarded as helping them! But maybe it will cause a family dispute that is even more serious than my family. Zhang He, who is worthy of being a Virgo, thought a lot, and saw him start to walk around the house in embarrassment.

"Beibei, what are you doing? Can you come over and help Mommy pinch her head? Mommy's head is starting to hurt again. Zhang's mother, who had been suffering from headaches for more than a year, didn't plan to call her son who was sitting on a stool and fiddling with the oil lamp, but when she saw her son start walking in the house, she opened her mouth to call her son with a painful face.

"Your head hurts again. Naturally, Zhang He, who knew that his mother was suffering from a pituitary tumor, and also knew that his mother was going to the hospital for craniotomy after this provincial marriage, immediately put down the oil lamp, walked to the bed, and stretched out his little hand to pinch his mother's head.

"Mom, are you feeling better?" asked Zhang He as he pinched his mother's head.

But Zhang's mother closed her eyes and frowned tightly and did not speak, and after a long time, she whispered: "Mom has a tumor in her brain, and she has to go under surgery." ”

"I know," Zhang He replied, pinching his mother's head as he looked out the window.

Hearing this, Mother Zhang immediately opened her eyes and asked, "How do you know?"

Grandma said. Zhang He saw that his mother's eyes began to turn cold, so he hurriedly changed his words: "That's what grandpa said, or it's my aunt." I forgot. ”

"Nonsense, I haven't told anyone. Mother Zhang seemed to be suffering from a headache and was really tired, so after saying this, she closed her eyes again and did not speak again. After a long while, he opened his eyes again and whispered to him, "Mom, this surgery is quite risky, maybe..."

Seeing that his mother's eyes turned red instantly, Zhang He immediately covered his mother's mouth with his little hand, and at the same time said to his mother in a firm tone: "Mom, don't be afraid, it's okay." Good people have good rewards, and the operation will be successful. ”

Zhang Muyi grabbed his hand, and said to him with tears in her eyes: "Mom is not afraid, Mom just doesn't worry about you, I'm afraid of what..."

"If nothing happens, you'll be fine, our good days are still to come. Naturally, he knew what his mother was going to say in the second half of the sentence, and Zhang He, who knew the results of the operation, looked at his mother with a more determined gaze and said. Then he subconsciously glanced at the lamp on the cabinet next to him, as if he had made another psychological struggle, and then finally made up his mind, and said to his mother: "Mom, you wait for me first, I'll go out to the toilet, and I'll help you pinch it when I come back." After speaking, Zhang He picked up the lamp and ran outside the house.

In less than a moment, he came to the door of Grandpa's room in the West House in the front yard, only to see that he first took a long breath, and then looked at the lamp in his hand, and then asked loudly into the house: "Grandpa, grandma, are you up?"

"Bebe, come in, it's cold outside. Grandpa Tai, who was drinking water, hurriedly greeted.

Zhang He entered the door, and he didn't go around in circles anymore, so he couldn't wait to get straight to the point and said, "Grandpa and grandma, can you give me this oil lamp?"

"What oil lamp?what oil lamp???!!Why do you want this?," Grandma Tai said while combing her hair in front of the dresser, and glanced at Zhang He.

"It's so delicate and funny, you don't think this white thread looks like a little white snake, it's meandering its head out of the water with its black head. Zhang He used the words he said in his previous life word for word, and praised the beauty of the lamp in his hand, and the word meandering was also the word he learned at that time.

"Okay, let your grandma buy me a new one for that house, and I'll give this to you. Grandma Tai said to Zhang He with a smile.

"I really gave it to me, thank you, grandma. I'll buy you a new one when I'm in the market. After Zhang He finished speaking, he pretended to be excited and ran out of the house.

"Hey, you don't need to buy it, your grandma is playing with you. Are you hungry, eat a snack? This kid!" Grandpa Tai held a piece of dim sum in his hand, and shouted at Zhang He, who had run out of the outhouse, with the curtain lifted.

But Zhang He didn't go back to his grandfather's words, but only looked back at his grandfather's house, and then deliberately avoided the window of his grandfather's house, and walked a few steps to the west side of the house. Then he slowed down, put away the smile on his face, bit his lip, and walked back, while looking stupidly at the houses in the courtyard "decorated" with straw and loess, listening to the rooster crows from time to time in this quiet village, and unconsciously he felt a sour nose, and his eyes instantly turned red. At this moment, he couldn't figure out whether he was excited, repentant, self-blame, or wronged. But what is certain is that in his complex emotions, there is absolutely no half point of joy.

"What are you doing out with your oil lamp? It's all dawn. Zhang's mother, who was getting dressed, saw her son enter the house, so she immediately asked. But unexpectedly, he saw that his son just stared at him blankly and didn't speak, so he asked again: "What's wrong?"

"Shhhh He gently pulled out the newspaper from his bag, wrapped the lamp in his hand in a porcelain seal, and stuffed it into his mother's bag. Then he hung the bag back on the bedside, beckoned to his mother, and led her out of the room. When his mother followed him into the courtyard, he whispered to his mother: "Mom, the oil lamp was told to me by my grandmother, and I don't want my aunt and brother to know." You keep it a secret for me!"

"What should I do? God is secret, you give it to them, and they don't want it. Zhang's mother whispered to her son with a disdainful face.

"Don't you have a headache?" Zhang He asked when he saw that his mother was much more energetic than just now.

"It's okay, just for a while. Mother Zhang said with a smile.

"Mom, do you have any money? I want to buy a new oil lamp for my grandmother. Zhang He asked, looking into his mother's eyes.

"Hehe, you're not greedy. Okay, I'll buy it with you later. But we have to wait until our family burns incense and sacrifices to our ancestors before we can go. Zhang's mother smiled at her son's head.

"Oh, my mother, this is a bronze vessel! For it, your son and I have become thieves." Zhang He raised his head meaningfully and looked into his mother's eyes, and argued in his heart.

Shiyun: It was me who let go that year,

Who is it today?

Rejoice without heart, if it were me,

Who is it who deceives fools with wisdom?