Even so, I was very interested in the secret history of my family.

So, on the days I went back to visit my father, I found a diary in my grandfather's study.

The journal was covered in a lot of dust, as if it had been abandoned by its owner for a long time. But when I opened the diary, I was greeted by a yellowed piece of paper, with a brief account of the little things.

1971.01.01

My father and my uncle died on a barren mountain, and I saw something terrible, and I didn't know what it was, and I was scared. Fortunately, fortunately, in the end I killed it with the earthen gun that my father left for me.......

I looked at this time and couldn't help but be a little stunned. I don't know exactly what happened, but from these few accounts, I seem to see my grandfather's embarrassed figure, and the fear in his heart took over his heart. So I pondered, what is that "it"?

I quietly took the diary out of my grandfather's study, and my movements were very light, but before I pushed open the study door, I saw my uncertain uncle!

He looked at me with a blank face, and I was a little weak and wanted to move my body, when I heard him ask:

"Nephew, what are you doing here?"

"I didn't do anything, uncle, I just found some professional books on design in my grandfather's study," I replied with a wandering look and a hint of nervousness.

"Really?" He glanced at me, then at my arms.

I'm even more empty-hearted, although I did go to find a professional book to read, but I didn't come out until I finished reading it, and at the moment with a diary, it is inevitable that I will be a little weak and nervous. Fortunately, at this time, my father came up, and as if I saw a savior, I hurriedly ran to his side and said to him with a little courtesy: "Dad, do you have something to talk to your uncle?" I went downstairs first. ”

So without waiting for their answer, I staggered down. But when I was about to finish the last flight of stairs, I looked sideways at the corner of the stairs, and there was no one, so I let go of my somewhat weak heart, and tiptoed up the stairs, hiding around the corner and listening to their conversation.

"Third child, what were you talking to that kid just now? His heart was so empty. ”

"It's nothing, big brother, I came back this time to get something."

"What's that?"

"Our Daddy's Diary."

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When I heard this, I was slightly stunned, what is it? Diary? Could it be... Holy, this... The diary is in my arms! What can I do about this?!

While I was anxious, a voice sounded downstairs.

"Brother Lin, are you at home?"

This frightened me, and I hurriedly went downstairs lightly, smiled at Uncle Bei of the neighbor next door, said hello, and left in a hurry, forgetting to even say hello to my family.

Uncle Bei, the next-door neighbor, smiled at me and gently instructed me, "Xiao Jiu, be careful on the road!" ”

I said "hey" and disappeared from his vision.

And at this moment, my family also went downstairs, and saw that Bei Yetang was also smiling, and the man who was called "Brother Lin" by Bei Yetang said to him and Yan: "Xiaotang, why are you here?" ”

Bei Yetang was slightly surprised when he saw Lin Kong and Lin Jing, but soon said to them with a smile, "I made dumplings at home, my mother asked me to come over and invite you to my house to eat dumplings, third master, will you go with you?" ”

My uncle waved his hand and signaled him not to go, then said "go" to Lin Kong and left. And Lin Kong followed Bei Yetang to the Bei family for dinner, but he didn't care where the bastard boy in his family went.

Just when I thought I was safest to leave home, I didn't expect my uncle to be slightly better.