The sudden squeak really startled me, and when I looked down and looked closely, it turned out to be a big mouse who had become a fine and wanted to get out, and I saw someone outside and quickly retreated. He turned too quickly, making a gap in the wooden door that was originally hidden.

I laughed at myself and scared myself, how adult, and so timid. Wiping the sweat from my head, I pushed open the wooden door and walked in. As soon as his feet stepped into the house, the surface of his feet was suddenly covered with a layer of dust. The one I'm in now is the middle one, and it should be called a living room in today's terms, but it doesn't really have a living room. The walls were badly peeled off, the broken roof was riddled with holes, and there were cobwebs everywhere.

On my right-hand side was a stove, and when my grandfather was older, he asked my father to rebuild a stove in the house. One is that it is convenient for one person to live and cook and eat, and the other is that there is a kang in the pot stove in the outhouse, and the kang head is warm and not cold in winter.

The stove had collapsed and was broken, and the stove was covered with cobwebs, and I looked nauseous and walked to the Westinghouse. The Westinghouse was the place where the grandfather put food and stored sundries during his lifetime, and now it is empty only a broken flat pole standing in the corner, telling the desolation of the years.

I walked around the West House and found nothing, and the sun shining through the broken window frames made me feel a little irritated and uneasy. Although this is my family's ancestral home, staying alone in this place that has not been popular for many years is inevitably panicked after a long time.

I looked at the time and it was four o'clock in the afternoon, and I thought about going around the East House again, and if I didn't have any clues, I would hurry home.

The East Room was my grandfather's bedroom, and as soon as I walked into the East House, I vaguely felt that something was wrong. Specifically, because I can't say anything, I feel like someone has been in this house recently.

The East Room is fuller than the West House, and there is a large vanity mirror standing on the left hand side of the door, and the reason why it is said is that the frame and base are gone, and only half of the lenses are left in the corner of the wall.

Next to the mirror stood a chest of red lacquered wood, the corners of which were broken and unsightly, but it was the only piece of furniture in the old house. I pulled hard with my hand, and the board covering it fell off with a "bang", and it fell to the ground and splashed thick dust.

In the extreme silence, I was startled by the noise I had made. Hurriedly jumped out of the way, waited for the dust to settle and then looked into the box, a glowing photo lying peacefully at the bottom of the box.

I picked it up and saw that it was the woman named Red, and I was so shocked that I almost screamed. The woman in the photo is wrapped in a dark green military coat, standing on the top of the mountain, smiling like a flower. Left this unforgettable smile on the top of an unknown snow-capped mountain, and turned over the back of the photo is a delicate and free two-line text - read you, at the top of all saints. The date in the lower right corner is April 1962.

I don't know what this photo means, or who it was sent to and to whom it ended up. Since this woman has a close relationship with my grandfather, and the photo appeared in my ancestral home for some reason, it is very likely that this photo was sent to my grandfather.

Why did she send it to my grandfather? Look at the photo of the date of the injury, at that time my grandmother had died. Could it be that my grandfather has something to do with her......

Thinking of this, I quickly shook my head, and my heart said that I was guilty of sin. I looked at the photo again, and when I saw that there was no extra information, I took it into my arms. Then he glanced left and right around the room, and saw that there was really nothing worth living. It seems that this is all for today's harvest.

I was just about to step out, when the sound of "squeak~squeak~" came from the kang, and I heard it - a mouse. As I said before, my grandfather slept on the kang before his death, and now he has not slept for many years, and he will inevitably be occupied by insects.

I think this is my ancestral home, how can I allow a beast to spread wild in my house, I squatted in the kang hole. This kang has been built for more than 30 years, and I am older than me, and I use my fingers to buckle three times and shake it twice, and the bricks on the edge of the wall fall in a large area with a "bang".

A large rat burst out of it, causing me to flash backwards. I was just about to step on it when a pile of papers emerged from the collapsed ondol. On the top of a brown paper bag, it is written in a strong pen - "The Investigation of the Dragon Incident".

What is it? I scratched my head and was about to lean over to pick it up. "When! While! While! The sound of the hurried knock on the door frightened me, and I listened carefully to the courtyard door of the old mansion.

Discovered? The mysterious man wants to kill me? Thinking of the tragic situation when Ma Dabao died, I didn't care so much, so I dodged and ran into the courtyard, and a runner climbed out of the courtyard wall.

I climbed out of the courtyard wall and went back to the gate of the old courtyard, saying that it was still on the village meal in broad daylight, and I would want to see who it was. When I returned to the gate of the old house, I saw that it was a few seven or eight half-year-olds in the village.

I was so angry and scolded, "Dog, what are you doing with my door." ”

These children said to me with a burning look on their faces, "Oh no, Brother Feng!" Go back and take a look, your parents seem to have food poisoning! ”

"What!" As soon as I heard this, I became even more anxious, and I ran home as if I was flying, and those stinky boys ran behind my ass.

When I ran home panting, I saw my dad lying on the mat, holding a fan and taking a fan to cool off.

"Dad. Aren't you poisoned? "I ran into the courtyard.

My dad sat up and slapped me, "Stinky boy, I'm fine, I hope I'm okay?" ”

"No, it's the dogs, they say......" I swept over and saw a few stinky boys standing outside the gate of my house, smiling.

"Holy!" I scolded and came back to my senses, and quickly ran in the direction of the old mansion again.

The three stinky boys cheered at the door, "Fool, fool." Big bear, big fool......"

I didn't care about these boys, and ran to the north of the village with all my might. Before I was halfway there, I saw thick smoke billowing from the direction of my ancestral house, and the air was black in the sky. The villagers of Yiyi Village ran to me in a panic and shouted when they saw me, "Oh no, no! Lin Feng, your old house is on fire! ”