Murong Fei looked in the direction of Su Xiao's finger and saw a dilapidated courtyard surrounded by bricks and tiles.

The wall has collapsed in many places, and it seems that the owner has no money to repair it, so he directly used it to insert some fences in the collapsed place and use it as a courtyard wall.

"Let's go over and have a look." She took Su Xiao's hand and walked towards the courtyard.

The door of the yard is wide open, and there are chickens and ducks in the yard, and you can smell the smell of chicken feces and duck feces as soon as you enter the yard.

In the middle of the courtyard is a two-story small building, the small building seems to be an unearthed cultural relic, covered with a thick layer of soil, you can't see the original color of the pillar and the door, the patent leather of the pillar is also mottled piece by piece, as if there is ringworm.

"It's so broken, are you sure it's here?" Su Xiao asked.

"We've been walking around the village for a long time, and this is the wooden building, which should be here." Murong Fei said.

"Who is it?" An old man's voice came from the small building.

"That, it's me, the seller of Taobao, did you leave a message to inspect the goods?" Murong Fei said boldly.

The door of the small building was pushed open, and there was a creaking sound, and an old man in a gray-blue Chinese trousers and gown walked out.

The old man's hair was gray, he was holding a branch as a cane in his hand, his face was full of wrinkles, it was obvious that he was old, his eyes were not good, and he looked at the two girls in front of him with difficulty.

"Are you a Taobao seller? Come on in! He said he turned over and led the way for the two girls.

Murong Fei and Su Xiao followed into the wooden building, and to their surprise, the inside of the wooden building was not dirty, contrary to the outside, the inside was very clean, and there was a faint aroma in the air, and there was no smell of and duck at all.

The hall was also full of wooden furniture, and Murong Fei's eyes swept over these furniture, and it was preliminarily determined that they were all worthless ordinary wooden furniture in the fifties and sixties.

But where does the faint scent in the house come from?

She had been learning to identify precious wood these days, and she was sure that the scent came from the wood.

"Ahh Suddenly, a hysterical scream came from upstairs.

Su Xiao was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and hurried to meet some murder.

"Don't be afraid, there is my grandson living upstairs, he has autism, I will go up and see him." The old man said, walking up the wooden stairs on crutches.

Murong Fei pulled and trembled, and Su Xiao followed him up the stairs.

As soon as her feet stepped on the wooden stairs, the first thing she felt was, good wood!

On the second floor was an empty room, with no furniture at all, only a few easels with paintings stacked one after another.

A boy kept tearing up the sketch and kept shouting, as if he was stimulated by something.

"Mo Chen! Mo Chen! Don't make a fuss, grandpa is here! The old man hugged the frantic boy and didn't let him toss anymore.

However, the young man's strength was great, and he broke free of the old man's arm and pushed the old man to it. I continued to tear up the sketch I had just drawn.

"Why not? Why not? No? Mo Chen kept shouting.

Murong Fei ran over in a few steps and helped up the old man who fell to the ground, "Grandpa, are you okay?" ”

"I'm fine. Help me hold my grandson and don't let him hurt himself! The old man said.

Murong Fei raised her eyes to look at the young man, and her eyes were suddenly filled with tears.

Little fool! It's you! So you have such a name to hear, Mo Chen!