The days that followed, as usual.

Zhao Jianguo visited my house very often, and often asked me about my father's habits, such as who he was close to, when he liked to sleep, and what books he liked to read......

I can still feel the feeling of being watched from time to time, but I'm not nervous at all. Maybe it's getting used to it, but it's more because after the incident of the last time my dad wrote to me, I realized that I might just be living in my "detective dream".

I was still conflicted, I didn't want my detective dream to be in vain, and I didn't want it to be as I imagined, because in that case, my dad might really be in danger, because after all, the men in black felt weird and dangerous.

It wasn't until my dad sent the third letter that everything changed......

It was a fine day, not even a cloud, and the postman came early.

After a few polite words to him, I saw that there was no one around, and quickly opened the letter.

Dear Gensheng,

Seeing these five words, I couldn't help but feel nervous in my heart, as I had struggled with before, both nervous and scared.

I folded the letter, went to the toilet and reopened it, and began to read it silently.

Dear Gensheng,

First of all, greet your mom for me

Have you fed the chickens well lately

You have to take good care of everything in the house

You have to listen to Zhao Jianguo's words carefully

Wait for me to come back

- Your handsome and handsome father

After reading this, I couldn't help but gasp. I'm really not deceiving myself, my dad is really in trouble.

If I was whimsical about the past, then today's letter is a confirmation of my previous speculation.

My dad said, have you fed the chickens properly?

I never feed the chickens, the first is that I think the chicken pen stinks, and the second is that my chickens are all managed by Zhang Gen, as I said before, he looks at the eggs to death.

So......

I came out of the toilet and glanced around the yard, but Zhao Jianguo hadn't come yet.

God help me.

I ran into the chicken pen as fast as I could.

Broken fences on all sides, chicken manure with different dry and wet on the ground, two broken pots, one for feeding and one for water......

There's nothing to look out for...... Wait......

I suddenly thought of a place, and I walked quickly to the hen's coop, reached in and rummaged through the straw in the hen's coop.

Sure enough, under a piece of fluffy and dry straw in the chicken coop, there was something a little hard.

I took it out and found it wrapped in oiled paper.

I didn't have time to think about it, and I didn't care about the smell of this thing, so I pinned it to my waist and covered it with my jacket.

Because I think that according to the past habits, Zhao Jianguo may come, and every time my father writes a letter, he will be very punctual.

Sure enough, as soon as I walked out, I saw Zhao Jianguo's figure from far and near.

I pretended to be calm and took out the letter and pretended to have just received it, and was reading it.

Zhao Jianguo saw that I was reading the letter, walked over quickly, and greeted me warmly: "Yo, the roots grew so early, are you reading the letter?" Read it out and listen to it together? ”

At this time, just in time for Zhang Gen to go to the toilet, I read the contents of the letter.

Zhang Genhuo yawned very disappretently and said as he walked: "Dad is old, he is really old and confused, he will put gold on his eldest son's face, alas! When don't I feed these chickens and pay attention to their physical and mental health? Alas! How much I have paid for this family, this father can't see it with his eyes open! Alas...... Alas! ”

He shook his head three times in one step, sighed three times, and was a virtuous monk who was not understood by the world.

Zhao Jianguo listened to him, and a trace of imperceptible cunning flashed in his eyes.

But I caught it anyway, because I kept watching his every move. Immediately, I couldn't help but scold Zhang Genhuo for being a pig teammate, what information to provide to others at this time.

Zhao Jianguo smiled and said, "Where your family raises chickens, I want to go and see it, is it convenient?" ”

Zhang Genhuo hurriedly replied: "Then what's convenient or inconvenient, if you don't feel like it, you city people, it's ......."

I quickly kicked him and interrupted him. Zhang Genhuo looked angry, Zhao Jianguo thought that I kicked him because Zhang Genhuo was impolite, waved his hand casually, said It's okay, it's okay, and walked towards the chicken pen.

I'm afraid that Zhang Genhuo will speak impolitely, I think he talks a lot, and there is no more stupid teammate than this.

If it had been placed in the past, I would definitely not have any doubts about Zhao Jianguo's actions, but just now, my father's letter clearly stated the words "Zhao Jianguo". Before, whether it was in the letter or before he left, he called Zhao Jianguo "Uncle Zhao".

This is very strange, plus the thing I turned out in the chicken coop, I am sure that my father must have asked me to be careful of Zhao Jianguo.

If Zhao Jianguo saw that the grass in the chicken coop had been turned over, he would definitely be suspicious, although he didn't know what he would do, but I think it was better not to let him see it.

But I couldn't run in front of him to recover the scene, because I was afraid that he would see something pinned to my waist.

In a hurry, he pushed Zhang Genhuo and whispered, "You hurry up and stop him." ”

"Why?"

I said with great concern: "Our chickens have never seen a living person, you say that he is a city person, hairy and hairy, if he scares the chickens, it is certain that he will not lay eggs for three or two days." ”

Zhang Genhuo was anxious when he heard this, and hurriedly said yes, yes, yes, and caught up with Zhao Jianguo.

At this time, Zhao Jianguo saw that there was nothing abnormal in the chicken pen, and was about to look into the chicken nest, only to hear Zhang Genhuo shout: "Don't move!" You come out! ”

Zhao Jianguo was directly stunned by Zhang Genhuo's flying-like momentum, and he was stunned on the spot, looking at his expression, he must have been thinking: Zhang Genhuo, are you sick?

As soon as I saw this scene, I knew that it was time for me to play, so I hurriedly came out to be a peacemaker with a smile on my face, and said to this Zhao Jianguo: "Hey, hey, Uncle Zhao, don't be weird, my younger brother is a little bit of a little bit of a guy is a little bit of a guy and a little bit of a guy is a little bit of a guy who is a little bit of a guy or a little bit of a guy or a little bit of a guy Besides, this chicken nest is dirty and smelly, you can see it, let's go back to the house. ”

Zhao Jianguo smiled stupidly, said okay, and walked out, but his eyes glanced at the chicken coop from time to time.

After chatting in the house for a long time, Zhao Jianguo always looked absent-minded. I know what he's doing it for, so I've been deliberately avoiding the topic of chicken circles when we talk.

After lunch, Zhao Jianguo saw that it would be boring to stay any longer, so he got up and left.

After sending Zhao Jianguo away, I hurried back to the house and took off the things on my waist. Staring at the oil paper package, I couldn't help but sigh.

Now there are all kinds of signs that the contents of this package must be very important, which may be related to my father's departure, and judging from Zhao Jianguo's reaction, he should attach great importance to this thing.

What will be the bread here? Heirloom?

With extremely mixed feelings, I slowly unwrapped the oiled paper.

A book?

"Martial arts cheats?" My first reaction in my brain was this, and it seemed that I had listened to too many storytellings.

"Heavenly Jade Illustrated ......"

I read the name over and over again, but I didn't understand it.

"Probably this book is about collecting."

That's what I thought, anyway.

I turned the first page, only to see this line written on it: This book is not lost, but it can ensure the peace of my people forever - Zhang Jingzhi.

I was stunned, who is this person, such a big breath? A broken book can keep a clan's bloodline safe? What's in this book? Could it be a bunch of peace charms......

This person's surname is Zhang ...... Is it the ancestor of my family?

I'll take it, could it be that my ancestor is a god......

As my thoughts drifted farther and farther away, I quickly shook my head to clear my head.

Then I saw a small line underneath: Transcription by Zhang Dugen.

My dad transcribed? In other words, the book still has the original? Where was that? What is my dad copying this thing for?

Just looking at the title page already made me a little irritable, and I flipped a few pages casually, but fortunately the book was thin and didn't look very difficult.

Roughly speaking, most of the above are some introductions to places, a bit like ...... Something like a local history. There are also some ghost drawing patterns, which should have been copied by my father. Obviously, Comrade Zhang Shugen is not suitable for painting, although I don't know what the original picture looks like, but it is certainly better than his drawing.

Some of the patterns are a little distorted, but the trajectory is roughly visible, and some of the characters are recognizable.

"Qiankun...... Shake...... Modest...... Cliff ...... Gen ...... Gossip? ”

I recognized them one by one, one word for each pattern, a total of eight characters, and together they could correspond to the gossip.

I didn't have much of the heart to read those words, because in my opinion, this book was probably just a note left by an ancestor who was obsessed with Taoism, and it happened to be copied by my unreliable father.

"It's boring......"

I threw the book to the side, feeling that I was wasting my life thinking so much, and simply lay back, intending to sleep.

On second thought, since everyone values this broken book, shouldn't I store it away as a sign of respect......

So I wrapped the torn book in oiled paper again and put it in my pile of dirty clothes.

"Probably this is the highest level of respect......"

That's what I thought, anyway.

There is nothing to say for a day.

The next morning, I got up early, and when I saw my mother working in the field, I didn't have any intention of sleeping, lying on the kang and looking out through the window.

I'm waiting for someone.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhao Jianguo tiptoed into the yard of my house, and tiptoed into the chicken pen, but it still caused the chickens to cluck. Frightened, he quickly poked his head out, looked around, and found that no one came out, so he was relieved. After a while, he walked out with a disappointed face, and tiptoed out of my yard shaking his head.

I suppressed a smile, got dressed, took the torn book wrapped in oiled paper, strode into the chicken pen, and put it back in the chicken coop.

Coming out of the chicken pen, I took a deep breath of the cool and fresh air, and couldn't help but sigh: "Fight with me, you are still too young...... What about the police? You are one foot taller, and I am one foot taller...... Huh? I don't think I'm a villain......"