I just remembered that I was in a hurry to climb up the bronze coffin to find Wu Jinghan, and at that time I only paid attention to whether there was Wu Jinghan in the coffin, ignoring that there was no body inside. No body in the coffin? This is undoubtedly due to the fact that there are no flowers in the garden and no fruit in the orchard.

Now that I think about it, I feel that something is wrong.

I took a deep breath and reminisced about the scene......

At that time, I crawled along the bronze chain to the coffin, and first saw that the coffin lid opened a gap more than half a meter wide, and inside was a black coffin, Wu Jinghan was lying in this black coffin, and this black coffin had no lid, let alone a corpse.

After coming out of the underground space of the Yellow River that day, I had a detailed understanding of the ancient coffins.

In ancient times, the coffin burial system indicated the identity and rank of the deceased.

The coffin is the wooden burial utensils that hold the deceased. The coffin, the outer coffin that is set outside the coffin.

The wooden coffin appeared in the Yangshao culture period of the Neolithic Age in China, and the wooden coffin has appeared in the Longshan culture, which is used for the leader of the clan. In the tomb chamber of the Shang king in Yinxu, the coffin chamber of the Shang king is mostly stacked into a square or sub-zigzag shape with large wooden strips, and the coffin of the king of Shang is placed in the middle.

In the Zhou Dynasty, the coffin was institutionalized, stipulating: the coffin of the Son of Heaven was fourfold, and the coffin of the person was called the coffin, and it was covered with a buffalo skin; the second weighs the ground also, made of basswood; The third is called the genus, and the fourth is called the coffin. The emperor and queen have two coffins outside the coffin, and more catalpa wood is used, so its coffin is also called "Zi Palace". Shanggong, Hou Bozinan, and Doctor, with equal differences, are three, two, and one respectively.

The coffin of the Son of Heaven is eight inches thick, the coffin of the doctor is six inches thick, and the coffin of the Shuren is only allowed to be four inches thick, and there is no coffin. Later emperors, nobles, and scholars basically followed this system.

To put it simply, the coffin is a symbol of status in ancient times.

In ancient times, especially in the pre-Qin period, the value of metal was unimaginable to people now, and the use of metal utensils was a symbol of status and finance.

The bronze coffin was shocking enough - how could it be that after the burial, it was not tightly sealed? It's impossible to forget to get a lid on the coffin inside!

The most evil is the mystery of the disappearance of the owner of the coffin.

Before the uncle fell into a coma, he said that he couldn't let the contents escape...... Can I understand that when we entered the Yuwang Temple, that thing had already escaped?

In fact, the most evil thing is, why did Wu Jinghan fall into a coma in the bronze coffin? And she herself didn't even know it.

I shuddered when I thought about it.

The doctor rushed over, examined him, and said that the uncle was still very weak and needed a good rest, so that we would not disturb him again.

As soon as the two of them left the ward, Liu Liwei's mobile phone rang.

He picked it up, said "um" twice, and smiled at me: "Brother, I have an emergency meeting to start, so I can't accompany you!" Feel free to call if you have anything! ”

"Thank you viagra! There shouldn't be anything going on here...... Go get busy! ”

Wu Jinghan put on the plaster, felt chills all over her body, and always felt very sleepy, I wanted her to stay in the hospital for two days, but she refused.

Tian Zhen called, and his voice was a little low: "Lu Dong, do you have time to go back to the station today?" ”

"Yes!" As soon as I heard this, I had a sour feeling in my heart, it has only been two months, Stationmaster He, Lao Hong, Li Guozhi, Han Jianjian, and Yao Liguo have died one after another.

"Then come as soon as possible! The moving company's car will come early tomorrow morning, so you can clean it up too! This yard has been bought by a nearby chicken farmer, and it will ...... in the future It won't be our home anymore! ”

There was a bit of helplessness and sadness in the words.

"I'll go over now! Brother Zhen. ”

Please ask the doctor and nurse to take care of Uncle Dian, in fact, this is purely a polite sentence, does a comatose person still need to be taken care of?

Out of the hospital gate, take a taxi directly to the water conservancy station.

The signboard of the Hekou Station of the Yellow River Water Conservancy Station has been removed, Yu Jin and Tian Zhen are cleaning up the items in the office, a few containers are placed at the door, and the stationmaster's desk still has a group photo taken on the first day after entering the factory.

The scene of the day was like lightning.

At that time, Li Guozhi had to let me sit in the C seat, Li Guozhi was on my left, and he was the stationmaster on the right, and the master who was taking pictures at that time shouted "123", let's shout "eggplant" together, at this moment, the smiles on everyone's faces seemed to be frozen. 3800

Seeing this group photo again, I can't help but feel a little sad.

After helping to clean up the office and putting all the items into the container, Tian Zhen wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Let's go and help Brother Yao clean up and clean up the house!" He lived here for twenty years...... If you need to bring it to him, let's bring it to him now. ”

Yu Jin and I nodded.

Yao Liguo's dormitory is not large, with two bedrooms and one living room in a small apartment.

There wasn't much furniture in it, so we gathered all the bedding and clothes he used in the yard and lit a fire.

Aunt Hu in the cafeteria may have seen the fireworks and walked over crying, holding a stack of paper money and yellow incense in one hand and a bottle of Beijing Erguotou in the other.

After throwing the paper money into the fire, he sprinkled the whole bottle of Erguo on the ground around the fire, and after sprinkling the last drop of wine, he suddenly began to cry.

I heard that Aunt Hu has also worked in the water conservancy station for more than ten or twenty years, and the old brothers and sisters have a good relationship, which is normal, but it is not so exaggerated!

Yu Jin's mood was infected, and he also cried quietly, while crying, he followed Aunt Hu's example, threw something into the fire, he picked up a shoe box and was about to throw it, but I grabbed him.

"See what's inside before throwing it away!"

Yu Jin cried and replied: "No one is there, what are you looking at!" No matter what it is, send it to Brother Yao! ”

The shoe box was heavy in his hand, and it was obviously not shoes inside.

I quickly opened it and found more than a dozen thick envelopes inside.

Yao Liguo's letter?

Yao Liguo belongs to replicants, who can he write to? Maybe some clues can be found in it

I quickly opened the top brown paper envelope, and to my surprise, it was a stack of yellowed black and white photos.

I quickly opened the remaining envelopes, which were also full of photos.

What are you doing with so many photos!

I picked up a few casually, this is a few group photos of students, looking at the degree of yellowing of the clothes and photos, it should be some years, turn to the third photo, there are a few crooked small words in the lower left corner of the top - "1953 group photo".

1953?

I hurriedly looked at the person in the photo carefully, and first felt a little familiar, and then recognized it, this is the photo that was turned out when I was cleaning up my grandfather's relics!

It's a group photo of Grandpa Middle School.

Don't......

Sure enough, I saw the young grandfather and Yao Liguo in the photo.

Continue to flip through, there are a few from the late sixties, and in addition to finding Yao Liguo on it, I also saw the second uncle.

This proves that in the cave of the insect dish Miao Village, what Han Jianli said was right, Yao Liguo participated in the growth of three generations of our family, and he was a classmate of my grandfather and my second uncle.

Why did he keep these pictures? Could it be that replicants also have feelings?

Looking back on getting along during this time, in fact, Yao Liguo was quite good to me, but I didn't know that he had such a special relationship with my family before. Think about it, he is also a poor man, and his fate cannot be controlled by himself.

On second thought, we are all the same, how many people in the world can control their own destiny?

While continuing to flip through the photos, I had mixed feelings in my mind.

Suddenly, one of the photos caught my attention, and I couldn't help but exclaim when I saw the person in the photo.