Chapter 2: The Strange Box

After Li Yang rested for a few days, trouble came.

At this time, the people who stayed at home were either old people or women, and after they were busy with farm work, they liked to sit together and like the short of their parents.

Although he is not too handsome, he is also presentable, and he is still a college student, although he has no job at the moment, but he can do it if he has the ability.

As a result, matchmakers on blind dates have new resources.

"Yang Yang, why don't you go and take a look, your second mother-in-law said that the girl has just graduated from college for two years, and now she works in Jiajiale Supermarket, so let's go and see it first", Liu Yingrong was most worried about this matter, and as soon as others said it, they quickly put a spell on Li Yang.

Li Yang was unmoved, he didn't feel this mood at all now.

"Mom, it's July and a half soon, I'm fine lately, just go and clean my grandmother's grave," Li Yang said.

Liu Yingrong's face suddenly became sad, and she nodded with a reluctant smile.

"It's okay, you haven't been back for a few years, go see them," Liu Yingrong said.

In Li Yang's childhood memories, his grandmother and grandfather left him the best time, his grandmother's doting, his grandfather's seriousness, and the childhood friends who were together since childhood.

But after so many years, everything is gone, my grandmother and grandfather have passed away one after another, and no one has lived in that house for several years.

In the past few years of working outside, Li Yang has been there once, and the only time he was in a hurry, and he felt a little guilty.

After talking to his family, Li Yang took a machete, a bottle of pressurized gasoline, and a lighter from home, packed it on a bicycle, and set off.

Phoenix Mountain, this is where my grandmother's house is located, the motorcycle takes about 40 minutes, the whole mountain road, Li Yang's mountain bike, at least two hours to do.

The mountain road is actually very wide, but because there are no cars to walk, there are a lot of weeds growing on both sides, Li Yang rides very hard, but he feels very excited.

Two hours later, Li Yang stopped, and across from him, he could see a connected village, about 20 households, and the one on the far left was Li Yang's grandmother's house.

The bikes started to walk on the side roads, which were concrete roads.

The village-to-village policy has made this road a little easier, but it is obvious that the quality is not complimentary.

Li Yang pushed up the last section of the road, because the slope was too steep to ride up at all.

A 50-centimeter-wide concrete road stretched at a 45-degree angle to the edge of the dam at my grandmother's house.

However, because there were no people walking, it was already covered with dust and some weeds.

Li Yang parked the car below, took the tools, and followed the road to the top.

There are two earthwork rooms, the kitchen on the left and the bedroom on the right, separated by a three-meter-wide alley.

In front of the earthen house, there is a seventy or eighty square dam, made of lime, and the ground is already gnawing and overgrown with weeds.

Here, there are too many memories of Li Yang's childhood, but at this time, things are already wrong.

The earthen house on the right was shocked during the earthquake in 08, but it was still strong, and it didn't fall, and it lasted for two years.

Li Yang pushed open the wooden door, a piece of dust fell, no one lived in it for several years, there were cobwebs everywhere, and the sunlight outside shone in through a few small holes in the roof, there was a feeling of general light and half darkness.

Sitting on the threshold, looking at everything in it, it is still so familiar, my grandfather likes to eat tofu, and bought a small machine to make tofu, which is still placed in the corner, that familiar place.

On the left side of the room, where the clothes were hung, there are only a few tattered hangers left.

The bed in the corner is still there, and on the opposite side is a windmill eroded by the years.

There is also a room on the right, which is where TV is watched, and there is a bed.

In the middle of the two rooms, there is a beehive, beekeeping, which is my grandfather's favorite thing to do besides teaching.

When he was a child, Li Yang was stung by bees a lot.

Today, everything here is a memory.

Li Yang waved the prepared broom in the room a few times casually, and took out a small chair.

The small chair made of wood, very short, with a backrest, a total of six, this chair, witnessed the memory of Li Yang's growth, and it is still intact today.

It was already twelve o'clock, Li Yang took out the prepared lunch, ate some briefly, drank some water, and then prepared to work.

Although his grandmother and grandfather are no longer there, he hopes that this family will exist well, at least, to look popular.

With a broom, he first cleaned the cobwebs outside, and then went to the innermost room.

In addition to a bed, there is also a single granary.

There is a bed in each room here, mainly so that the whole family can sleep during the festival, but later because the children are older, they don't want to sleep here.

Li Yang looked up and looked up, there was an attic on it, which was woven with bamboo, and the highest place was one meter and five meters high.

When he was a child, Li Yang liked to go to it the most, because there were a lot of good things on it, his grandfather's collection for decades, and all kinds of things, but they were not precious.

Grandpa is a teacher, and he can't do without books all his life, so in the attic, the most are books, and Li Yang's favorite thing is to go up and flip through it when he has nothing to do, and he can always find something of interest.

The ladder up to the attic was still there, as if no one had touched it.

Since my grandfather and grandmother left, almost everything here has not been touched, because there is really nothing valuable, and the most valuable thing may be the machine that makes tofu.

Li Yang grabbed the ladder and slowly climbed up, while stretching out his broom and began to sweep the cobwebs.

The attic was dimly lit, full of dust and cobwebs, and Li Yang carefully swept out a space.

Squatting on a piece of wood, Li Yang began to rummage through a large pile of books.

In addition to books, there are also some jars, which are used to put dry goods during the New Year's Festival, or pickles, pickles, etc., Li Yang estimates that there are pickles in them now, and they must have been moldy.

Thinking of this, Li Yang stretched out his head to see if there was any taste of his grandmother's house.

Suddenly, a small box inside the wall caught his attention.

Yes, inside the wall, there is a large crack that reveals a small box, and that crack, which was not there before.

The earthen walls in the countryside are actually very hard, and even if there is a large degree of tilt or cracking, it still lasts for two years.

Li Yang is sure that this crack did not exist before, and it is estimated that it was left after the earthquake.

Li Yang suddenly became interested, placed in such a high wall, and made it so secretive, it wouldn't really be a treasure, but if it was really a baby, why didn't grandma and grandpa say it in advance.

With a strong curiosity, Li Yang used the tools in his hand to chisel open the wall and take out the box, which was only the size of a palm.

The box is very delicate, the pattern on the outside is lifelike, it is not made of ordinary wood, and there is even a lock on the outside.