On the third day of the holiday, the morning was foggy and began to rain lightly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I originally wanted to go to the hot spring today、、、、、、" Lin Manman stood by the door and sighed, "Hey, I don't know how many days it will be." "It's raining so badly.

"Don't stand here, come inside, beware of catching a cold." An autumn rain and a cold, this weather can change, Ye Lingfeng pulled Manman's wrist and pulled the person back to the living room, "It's not impossible to soak in the hot springs, I'll drive you there in the afternoon, just bubble indoors." ”

That's boring, "Then forget it." Lin Manman leaned on Ye Lingfeng and dragged Ye Lingfeng's hand to play, "Let's go when the weather is clear, hey, by the way, let's go to the mountains to play for a while, do you remember that waterhole?" Didn't you say you were going fishing? "Yes, okay." Ye Lingfeng hugged the person tightly in his arms and flipped through the books he found from the old mansion.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Manman poked his head and looked at it, this is not grandpa's book, "Why do you read this again?" ”

"What I found by accident is the old script, which looks very interesting, so you should have read it too." Ye Lingfeng is holding a book similar to wild history, and what he tells is also a legendary story in the Ming Dynasty, "Look at this 、、、、、、" Ye Lingfeng pointed to one of the paragraphs, it was the story of the young lady in the boudoir who escaped from marriage, the writing was good, and the writing was very beautiful, how could this be said to be a banned book back then, right?

I really haven't read this book myself, Lin Manman stretched out his hand and turned the next page, "Grandpa has a lot of books, but most of them are locked in the cabinet by grandma." ”

After Grandma Lin worked hard all morning, she made a pot of tea and brought it to the living room, "What are the two of you looking at?" ”

"Grandma, what about reading, when did grandpa buy this book?" Lin Manman sat up straight, "I haven't even seen it." ”

"It's not that you're still young, these are actually your grandfather's, your grandfather just kept it for a thought, locked in that bookcase for decades, I came back some time ago, took it out and dried it, and I was worried about mold or worms." Grandma Lin poured a cup of tea by herself, held the teacup, leaned back in the chair, and missed her previous life.

Grandma Lin has also grown up pampered since she was a child, and then something happened in the family, when Grandma Lin was sixteen or seventeen years old, she married Grandpa Lin, who was more than nine years older than Grandma Lin, and has always been very fond of Grandma Lin, just like raising a daughter.

"I've read some of your grandfather's books, most of them are biographies and the like, and there are some loves, I don't even bother to read them, I've been here for so many years, I'm worried about these books being moth-eaten." Grandma Lin sighed, now, that's all there is left、、、、、、

Lin Manman put down the script, "Grandma, I thought you liked to read these books." ”

"That's what your grandfather likes to watch, and your father also likes to watch it, I don't like to read it, hey, by the way, when your father was in school, he also published a few small poems, and they were published in the newspaper, and I still keep them, I'll show them to you." Chatting like this, Grandma Lin remembered that when Lin Jianguo was in high school before, she didn't know who she learned from for a while, and she wrote and painted in her room every day, and then she came back happily with a book and a newspaper, saying that the short poem he wrote was published in the newspaper, and she was happy.

Manman got up in surprise, "I'll take a look." ”

Grandma Lin returned to the room, took out a small wooden box from her closet, and saw the vines come in, "It's all stored here." "It's all my most precious stuff. Opening the lock of the box, Grandma Lin touched the lid and reached out to open the box, except for a half-large wooden box, the others were some letters, books and the like.

"Look, this is the page in this book." Grandma Lin held a small notebook, the pages of which were yellowed, "Your father is still a little talented, this is quite similar to your grandfather." ”

Lin Manman took the poetry book, saying that it was a short poem, but it was actually really short, very sour, and it looked like it was written for girls, "I didn't expect my father to be able to write poems back then、、、、、、" "And here, look at it, this paper is written by your father, and I have kept it." Grandma Lin handed a few pieces of paper to the vines.

I haven't seen it

A tree blooms

Spring dawn green hills

Wandering alone

One tree is red and the other tree is white

The years go by

A glorious past

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"Grandma, when did Dad write this?" Lin Manman packed the ticket, at that time, my father must have a girl he liked, otherwise how could he write such a sentimental little poem for no reason.

"When I was a sophomore in high school, I was very happy, and I thought that if I cultivated and cultivated, there would be a poet in the family in the future, but your father persisted for a year, so he stopped writing, and a lot of things were burned, if I hadn't put them away before, maybe they would have been burned by your father."

Okay, perhaps, every adolescent teenager will have such a special emotional stage, Lin Manman flipped through the few surviving pages, and finally took out a thick notebook, "Grandma, what is this?" Can I take a look? ”

"Look, it's a novel written by your father, and I haven't written it after half of it、、、、、、" Grandma Lin touched these manuscripts, "After so many years, your father must have forgotten what he wrote before." ”

Maybe you haven't forgotten it, after Lin Manman turned a few pages, "Grandma, I didn't expect my father to be like this before、、、、、、 "Yes, look at it, this is a photo of your father when he was a child, and it's not the same at all now." Grandma Lin held a photo album, "Your father was still very beautiful when he was a child." ”

Grandma Lin packed the things in a cowhide bag and handed them to Manman, "Here, when you go back this time, bring it to your father by the way." "People, you have to leave something, in old age, there are things that carry memories、、、、、、

"Okay, I'll take a look." Lin Manman smiled and hugged the paper bag into his arms.

"There are also some jewelry in it, all of which I used when I was young, from your grandfather, as well as from my parents and grandmothers、、、、、、" Grandma Lin picked up the small wooden box and opened the lid, which contained some gold, silver and jade, "Manvine, take a look, do you like it." ”

Lin Manman held her grandmother's arm, "Grandma, you keep all of these, I don't want it, next time I come back, I will also buy you a jade Buddha to wear." "Okay, then grandma is waiting, let's go, Xiaofeng is still in the living room alone." Grandma Lin locked the wooden box and put it back in the closet.

"Why did you go so long?" After Ye Lingfeng saw the two of them come out, he raised his head and asked Manman.

"Look at the little poem my dad wrote." Lin Manman shook the paper bag in his hand.