When I was a child, my grandmother always talked about the past, at first I thought the story was very good, always laughed heartlessly, and then listened to a lot, I had a sense of boredom, but I never paid attention, whenever that time, my grandmother's cloudy eyes always flashed with tears. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If most people feel that God is unfair, then I will still stand on the opposite side of them, because although three generations of my family have been greatly affected by that incident, but for me, this kind of disaster is also a good thing in a way, and that period of ups and downs of life is something that only a few people can have, at least when I am old, there are still memories that accompany me.

I closed the yellowed pages and carefully packed the book, which had been weathered for thousands of years, into a box and placed it on a shelf full of the same boxes.

"Bang bang." There was a knock at the door, and I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, because anyone who knew me knew that when I was in the study, I hated being disturbed the most.

"Come in." I gently closed the glass window.

Before I could finish speaking, the door of the study was pushed open, and a beautiful young man walked up to me and stretched out his hand to point at me, "Tsk" and said, "Crazy...... Gee...... How do you tell me to say hello? ”

His name is Song Yi, he is my best friend since childhood, and the reason why he is beautiful is because he has a "pretty face" that makes women jealous, and he was even almost harassed by perverted men because of this. He has always had a good relationship with me, and he is the only one who dares to disturb me while I am reading.

"What do you say about me?" I smiled and gestured to the chair next to my desk for him to sit down.

He didn't say anything polite to me, sat down, picked up the manuscript paper on the desk, waved it at me, and said, "You hide in this room all day and study those old and broken things, and you came up with this result?"

I was afraid that he would break the manuscript paper, so I snatched it and glanced at him, "It's normal that you have some vulgar stuff in your head all day long, and you can't see my masterpiece." ”

"Money is vulgar too? Then it seems that these two tickets are even more unattractive for you. As he spoke, he took out two colored tickets from his pocket and shook them in front of my eyes, gesturing to tear them off.

Originally, I thought it was a ticket for some kind of amusement park, but I accidentally saw that the ticket seemed to be printed with a pattern that looked like a business ding, and I was pleasantly surprised: "Museum ticket?" ”

Song Yi still maintained the action of tearing up the ticket, turned his head and pretended to be surprised: "Could it be that our eldest young master of the He family has also begun to abandon his noble sentiment of treating money as dung and turned to the vulgar torrent of capitalism?" ”

"Get out, don't be poor, bring it!" I laughed and cursed and snatched the tickets.

"Oh, you white-eyed wolf is too bullying, obviously crossing the river and demolishing the bridge." Song Yi suddenly shouted, "Careless in making friends, careless in making friends." ”

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, looked at the tickets and said, "Ancient History Expo, the organizer...... Young's Group? Reading this, I couldn't help but ask with some curiosity: "Isn't it held by the provincial museum or the municipal museum?" ”

Song Yi casually flipped through the book on my desk and said, "Hey, if the provincial museum or the municipal museum is held, do you still need a relationship for tickets?" Let me tell you, this Yang Group is a wealthy master, it has a number of well-known real estate companies and high-tech enterprises at home and abroad, and in the past two years, I don't know what to smoke, but it has actually started an antique business. However, people are playing money-making games, and it is not a problem to privately host such a large-scale expo. But ......" as he spoke, he stood up and made his hair hairstyle and continued: "This kind of fair is only held once a year, and tickets are limited, and generally people who don't have energy can't get tickets at all. It's not so much a ticket as an invitation, which directly turns away those who have no social status. So, now you know how much you owe me a favor, right? ”

As my best friend, both of us know each other's interests and hobbies, although he sometimes does things very unreliable, but never ambiguous on big things, although his expression is a little arrogant, but I know that it must be difficult to get these two tickets, this is indeed a big favor.

I nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "It's hard for you." ”

"Hey, don't you see me?" After speaking, he looked at his watch and said, "Come on, let's do this first, I'll drive over tomorrow morning to pick you up, and let's go together for a long time." ”

I smiled and nodded, sent him out the door, then tossed the ticket aside, picked up the paper with words and pictures, and looked at it.

The content of this manuscript paper is the conclusion that I came to after consulting a large number of ancient books, remembering the experience that my grandmother had told, and then looking at the manuscript paper in my hand, I can't help but feel a little sad.

My father He Dongyuan just passed his eighth birthday, grandma's master passed away, over the years, they have been living in the deep mountains and old forests, grandma in addition to taking care of my dad on weekdays, when he is free, he has to go to find grandpa with his master, knowing that my grandpa is more auspicious, but still do not give up, a look is eight years!

By chance, my grandmother took my father down the mountain, only to learn that the special period was over, and my father was 14 years old at that time!

After moving down the mountain, there were fewer opportunities to go up the mountain, and it wasn't until my dad became an adult that he took over the burden and continued to look for my grandfather.

Until now, the clues they provided were still very limited, and I could only quote the scriptures and combine with my grandmother's description to make this incomplete search plan, but this thing is better than nothing, although it is not enough to provide evidence for my grandfather's survival, but I still want to believe that my three generations of perseverance will definitely be rewarded.

There was a whistle, and I looked at the night and the lights shining on the glass windows, and my mood suddenly improved.

As I expected, my dad returned.

After he entered the house, he threw his bulging mountaineering bag on the sofa, sat down and beckoned to me: "Xiao Feng, come here, I'll show you something good." ”

I smiled and said, "You better go wash your hair and take a shower first,

Grizzled, if my mother comes back, won't she count for half a day? ”

"Huh? That's right, then you wait for a while. ”

I smiled and shook my head, walked over to the couch and sat down, and poured the contents of his backpack onto the coffee table.

The backpack contains some compressed biscuits and chocolates to fill the stomach and replenish physical energy, and then a whole lot of medicines, such as toilet water, insecticide spray, anti-inflammatory drugs, painkillers, cold medicines, etc.

Is it again a futility this time?

I can't remember how many times this is my father's long home, every time he leaves, it is more than half a month, and even more, he hasn't been home for two months. However, every time he went out, he would bring something back, and although those things had nothing to do with Grandpa's disappearance, they were at least a comfort to Dad and Grandma, and a comfort to me, so to speak.

I put his things back in one go, and suddenly, the map that usually accompanied my dad caught my attention.

This map is a hand-drawn version of my grandmother's search for my grandfather, and then my father took over the search for my grandfather and gradually filled in the details according to the search.

Now that the edges of the paper are fluffy, the yellowing of the paper does not affect the viewing of details. One of the places was circled by my dad with a marker, and I was curious that this picture was very important to my dad, and it was so strange that he made extra marks on it. The map was so big that the circle was only partially on it, and I unfolded the map all over the coffee table, and the place circled by the black pen made my heart shake, and my breath became a little short.

With a "ding...... sound, a metal object fell from the unfolded map onto the coffee table, and I put down the map and picked up the bronze object with a quaint atmosphere to observe.

"Oh, be careful, don't break the dragon pan sun and moon buckle, this is a big baby!" An exclamation came from the bathroom door.

"Longpan sun and moon buckle?!"