Chapter 8: Grandpa's Story

When Ye Chunlei returned home, it was almost time to get married, and he helped his grandfather, who was drinking well, and pushed open the door crookedly, looking at the hall still with the lights on, Ye Chunlei knew that the person next to him was going to be unlucky tonight. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You help this old immortal into the house first, and then come here, I have something to say to you."

Ye Chunlei sighed, and helped today's unlucky grandfather to walk towards his house.

"Help me to the East House, hurry up, I will know how to drink and drink all day long."

Ye Chunlei didn't know why grandma was so disgusted with grandpa's drinking, but he also knew that it was good for grandpa, and occasionally learned from grandma that grandpa's preference for drinking was because of an incident when the Qing Dynasty was still alive, and as for what it was, grandma didn't say anything.

But in the future, every time Old Man Ye drank wine, he would send it to his room, and the next day he would have to receive criticism and education, which was customary, but if there was something abnormal today, he walked towards the east house with suspicion.

"What's on your back?"

Old Madam Ye saw Ye Chunlei coming out of the room and saw the delicate long wooden box that Ye Chunlei had been carrying, and was a little puzzled.

Seeing this, Ye Chunlei said: "Grandma, don't you know, the father of the little monkey is so old that he shot through two Yuan Datou, and that posture, tsk, it's really amazing, even the official was scared away, and he didn't even dare to let a fart go." ”

Old Madam Ye said with a look of understanding: "It turned out that Sun Laocai's son came back, that kid has rarely gone home all these years, why is this the kid from his family sent you." ”

Ye Chunlei gave a thumbs up and said: "Grandma is so good, I guessed right, but when grandpa saw the things in this, there seemed to be some changes, and the drinking was a little more violent, isn't this like this, we can't persuade it, and the old man who hurts Sun Laocai called it a waste of his wine." ”

"These wines, his grandson is not enough. Old Madam Ye stared at Ye Chunlei's next wooden box and said, "What's inside?" ”

"It's my favorite thing, the little monkey is really righteous, and it is said that it was the collection of a hero in the capital at the beginning, and it was created by some folk weapon master, that shiny, amazing!"

Ye Chunlei said as he opened the wooden box and took out a delicate knife, the wood grain carving of the scabbard was a cloud-turning dragon, from which there was an ancient aura, and there seemed to be a murderous aura in the faint air.

Mrs. Ye frowned, took out the treasure knife, ignored Ye Chunlei's excited speech, just slowly pulled out the life hidden in the scabbard, a bright light burst out, at that moment she was stunned, only to see this knife, the blade is upturned near the tip, the handle is flat and straight, but both hands can be one-handed, the knife body is straight and four blood grooves on both sides, the blade is more than two feet wide, about two and a half fingers wide, looking at the words of Dengzhou Qi in the tenth year of Wanli above, and muttered: "It turned out to be it!" ”

Now it's Ye Chunlei's turn to be confused, looking at his grandmother's daze, there must be a lot of stories in the secret passage.

"Want to know?"

Ye Chunlei nodded, not wanting to know that it was nonsense.

Old Madam Ye touched Ye Chunlei's head and said, "Maybe what Liang Shenghuan said makes sense, the old man is pedantic, okay, I'll talk to you?" ”

Ye Chunlei listened attentively, half an hour, Ye Chunlei was completely stunned at this moment, he never thought that his grandfather was not lying to himself when he said exaggerated things.

In 1895, that is, the twenty-first year of Guangxu, the book on the bus officially appeared on the stage of history, and in this stage, his grandfather was one of the thousands of people, and after the book on the bus, he met the six gentlemen of Wuxu at the same time, and the famous chivalrous Daxia Dadao Wang Wu in Beijing, it was at this time that I met the current grandmother, Wang Wu's distant cousin.

The failure of the change, the death of Tan Si and others made his grandfather suffer from alcoholism, until the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded the Forbidden City and released the wild words of snatching for three days.

After hearing the news again, the grandfather finally couldn't bear the breath in his heart, walked the capital at night, and was finally stopped back by his grandmother, but his grandfather's temper was very arrogant, and finally he returned to his hometown when he heard that Wang Wu's head was taken away by the hero Huo Yuanjia.

And this knife is one of the treasures of the big knife Wang Wu, and the reason why Wang Wu cherishes this knife is that this is one of the swords of Qi Jiguang, a famous anti-Japanese general in the Ming Dynasty, although it is inferred from the inscription, but from Wang Wu's cherishing of this knife, it is known that this knife is absolutely extraordinary, because of the age, the handle has rotted at the beginning, or his grandfather funded a part of the rebuilt handle.

Ye Chunlei had a new understanding of the grandfather who was addicted to alcohol at this moment, it turned out that his grandfather was so great, why was he so excited to see this knife today after quitting drinking for many years, and even tears were rolling in his eyes, since he didn't think of the key to this.

"What Grandpa said before was true, and I kept laughing at him." Ye Chunlei looked in the direction of the East House.

"This may be fate, grandson, you know why the old man didn't let you go to study in other places, why didn't he let you go to learn martial arts, why didn't he let you follow the little monkey to study in military school, and because of your irresponsible parents."

Old Madam Ye sighed, thinking of her unfilial son, tears fell involuntarily, he glanced at the east house and said: "Old man, maybe you are wrong, your grandson's past twelve years have been wrong, you shouldn't restrain him, you can't bear it, you can't bear it, why do you want them to join the army, why do you want to let them go, why can't you bear to give them your belly full of things, wrong, you are wrong." ”

After Mrs. Ye finished speaking, she stood up sadly, took out a yellowed thing from her sleeve and handed it to Ye Chunlei and said: "This is a gift from your Uncle Liang, saying that you may be able to use it, the person has already left, he said that he is optimistic about your future, it's late, hurry up and sleep!" ”

Ye Chunlei wanted to ask his parents about the original matter, he only knew that his parents died early and were raised by his grandparents, but he didn't hear that his parents joined the army or anything, and he is not a child now, after listening to his grandmother's words today, he seemed to know something in his heart, but when he saw his grandmother, it seemed that there were a lot of vicissitudes of life, so he didn't ask.

Ye Chunlei slowly put the knife into the wooden box, then opened it and glanced at the thing that Liang Shenghuan gave him, originally thought it was a letter left for himself, but he didn't expect it to be a drawing with a line, which had a particularly thick line, Ye Chunlei couldn't understand it, so he put it directly in the wooden box, and when he touched Liang Shenghuan, he asked him to tell him about the use of this thing.

Back in the house, Ye Chunlei suddenly felt as if he had lost something, pushed open the window and looked out the window and said, "Daddy, are you okay?" ”