"I'm not a money junkie, so I don't care about the money. Zhang Li said disdainfully, she decided to hide what had just happened, so as not to be ridiculed by him.

Although Zhang Li's father and Zhang Zhiyuan's father were obsessed with their own interests in the inheritance dispute, this did not affect their feelings for their cousins. They grew up together, so they are closer than their siblings.

Zhang Zhiyuan put his arm on her shoulder and asked with a smile: "You still don't forget those books in the building! Have you forgotten that when you were a child, you wanted to sneak in, but your great-grandfather beat you with a cane?"

"You try it with a cane and see if you can forget it!" Zhang Li gave him a blank look.

"Isn't it just a room of paper, I really don't understand what's so good-looking, what's there to fight for?" Zhang Zhiyuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"For me, it's really nothing to fight about, but it's very interesting!" the brother and sister laughed at each other, talking and laughing and walking towards the non-foreign building together.

Because there were so many people staying here to eat, it was divided into two tables, the big table was occupied by Zhang Li's father Zhang Zhongguo, Zhang Haocheng's father Zhang Zhonghai and Zhang Li's other uncles, and the small table next to it sat eight cousins in addition to Zhang Li and Zhang Haocheng.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was very silent and quiet, and even the brothers and sisters who usually met and talked and laughed and joked with each other did not talk at this time, and everyone paid attention to the food in front of them.

Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly smiled and leaned over and whispered in Zhang Li's ear: "You said that everyone eats it all without saying a word every day, will it cause indigestion and stomach problems?"

Zhang Li couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The people at the two tables, their eyes immediately focused on her, Zhang Li stuck out her tongue, put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth, and walked outside.

"As for this?" Zhang Li shook her head, and couldn't help but walk towards the library, the relatives were unwilling to fight for the ownership of the library, and Zhang Li was unwilling to see these books.

Zhang Li has loved reading and writing since she was a child, and is now a student at Lidan University, she has published three collections of essays, and is a well-known "student writer" in the university.

Zhang Li walked around the library building a few times with anticipation, and finally could only sigh and sit on the steps in a daze.

"Bang!

Suddenly, she heard someone knocking on the glass.

Zhang Li looked around, but there was no one to see.

"Hey, here, look back!" A man's voice came from behind, "Hey, what are you doing there?"

Zhang Li turned around, and a young man was greeting her with a smile.

"What am I doing?" I should have asked you, right? Who are you? How did you get in? What do you want to do?" Zhang Li looked at him in surprise.

The young man leaned on the windowsill with his arms on his head and looked down at her, and Zhang Li looked up and could only see his two bright eyes. After listening to Zhang Li's words, he replied to the rhetorical question that he asked: "Do you want to come in?"

"How did you get in?" Zhang Li was surprised to see that there were still nine locks on the door of the building, and she couldn't help but ask again.

He jumped up suddenly, stood up straight, and gestured to Zhang Li to follow him to the east side of the building. Zhang Li hurriedly followed him from outside the small building.

The east side of the building is only one and a half meters away from the four-meter-high outer wall, there are no doors and windows here, Zhang Li stood in front of the alley and stopped, but she saw the person in the building making a gesture to make her turn around, she was puzzled to comply, only to hear a slight sound, the east wall of the building opened a secret door like in a movie or TV series, the man stuck his head out and beckoned to her.

He put a pile of books on the shelves and asked her, "I always see you hanging around these days, is there anything wrong with you?"

When Zhang Li walked in, the man closed the secret door again and looked at her with a grin. This is a young man of twenty-two or three years old, tall and strong, very handsome, with extraordinary bearing, with long golden shoulder-length hair, dressed in a denim suit, with a peculiar sterling silver ornament around his neck, and a silver ring on his finger.

"I want to ...... You should tell me who you are first, right? What are you doing here? or I'll call the police!" Zhang Li threatened him.

The mysterious secret door that this strange young man and his family didn't know, all of which seemed inexplicable, this man was too weird.

"I'm cleaning and sorting out my books, don't you see?" said the young man, carefully dusting the bookshelves, without looking at her.

Zhang Li noticed that the building was really neat and clean, whether it was on the shelves, cabinets, or windowsills, all the books were neatly sorted and placed, the bricks on the ground could not even see dust in the cracks, and the handrails of the stairs were even more polished.

Since the death of his great-grandfather, the small building has been locked for more than half a month, and it stands to reason that even if it is not full of dust, it is impossible to be so clean, is it all cleaned by this young man?

"Why are you here to clean?" she asked, puzzled.

"Old man Zhang is dead, and no one cares about it, what if I don't come to clean up here?" the young man began to babble and complain.

"In the past, it was okay to come once a week, but now there are people who come to look for books, people who come to appraise prices, and even a large group of people who come and make a mess, and I don't want to think about how hard the people who clean and tidy up, so that I come every day to clean up, and I don't know how much time I wasted! Do you know how precious time is? One hour a day, ten hours for ten days, twenty hours for twenty days, and thirty days for ...... How much can I do with that time......" he sighed.

"Are you my great-grandfather's friend?" Zhang Li couldn't help but ask.

The young man shrugged his shoulders and did not answer, and several books were pulled out, and he quickly pushed them back into their place with a skillful grasp of them. He only had to look at the title of the book to know where to put it. Looks like he's familiar with everything here.

"Do you really come every day?" Zhang Li still couldn't believe it.

"Coming every day, of course. You think I'm willing to do this kind of thing, it's not because I promised Old Man Zhang. He pouted.

"That's so hard for you. Zhang Li looked at such a big building, he cleaned it alone, and he sorted out tens of thousands of books by himself, and couldn't help but admire and admire.

"Of course, only someone like me can do it, and someone else's ......" he looked smug.

"By the way, by the way, my name is Ji Ao, what about you? I know every descendant of the Zhang family. Just say your name and I'll know who you are right away. Believe it or not?" he asked, smiling at her.

"Really?" Zhang Li didn't believe it, "My name is Zhang Li." ”

"Zhang Zhongguo's daughter, Zhang Haonan's granddaughter, isn't it?"

Ji Ao immediately recited her family tree and was able to sit in the right seat.

"That's amazing, you really know! You must be someone my great-grandfather knew very well. He must have told you a lot about my family. Zhang Li's mouth opened wide in surprise.

"Also," Ji Ao mysteriously hooked his finger at her, "follow me." ”

He went straight up to the second floor, jumped up, took a key from the carved edge of a wooden post, and opened a large mahogany cabinet. The cupboard was filled with thread-bound books in boxes, wrapped in scarlet silk, some of them handwritten, and they could be seen to be valuable even to those who had not studied these ancient collections. Ji Ao pulled out the books one by one.

Finally, he took out a box and handed it to Zhang Li: "Open it." ”

"This is ......" Zhang Li opened the box suspiciously, and she was greeted by the two covers she was most familiar with.

"When the old guy heard that you had become a writer, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night, and he personally ran out to buy these two books, and while putting them in this cabinet for rare books, he was still babbling about 'Zhang's four generations of books, and today finally has the books written by the descendants of the Zhang family', the old man is almost in tears, you are his pride. ”