After the rain, the sun is slanting, and the apricot blossoms are scattered. The Jiangnan in early spring is vibrant, refreshing and refreshing.

More than 20 years after my mother's death, I was not yet 10 years old. It was his birthday, and as in previous years, I went to her grave early in the morning, bringing her favorite flowers and pastries.

All my mother left me with memories of my childhood, in which she was gentle and gentle, full of light, and the images of teaching me to read and write are still vivid.

It's just that there is one thing that has always stuck in my heart, although it has been many years, whenever I come here, I will always have to think of it.

It was a thunderstorm in the afternoon, my mother was sick in bed, relatives and friends from all walks of life rushed to visit, and the room was full of people for a while, and the atmosphere was very sad.

After meeting with the people who came to see her, my mother told me to take everyone out of the room, except for me.

When I had closed the doors and windows, she told me to kneel before her bed, and let me listen to her tell me a story of the past. This past happened 30 years ago at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and it is a story about three tomb robbers nicknamed Bearded, Tall, and Spectacled. Mother finished the story with the last of her strength, and then closed her glasses forever.

At my age, I was horrified to hear such a horrific story, and I didn't know why my mother told me this story on her deathbed, and I didn't know if my family had anything to do with it.

I told my uncles and uncles about it afterwards, and they were amazed that they had never known that there was such a story, and that my mother knew so much about it as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

It wasn't until I was a little older and I learned a few things about my dad that I made a bold guess.

When my dad was a little over a year old, he and his two buddies said they were looking for some treasure, but they never heard from him again. The only thing my dad left me was a bunch of photos, and all I could tell from them was what my dad looked like when he was younger.

By chance, I found a black-and-white photo of the trio in the mezzanine of one of the photos, which was my dad and his two buddies. I don't know why this film is so hidden, but because of that, I guess my dad was one of the three grave robbers from thirty years ago!

Later, I carefully studied the figures and faces of the three people in the photo, they are about the same height, they all wear glasses, their faces are young and immature, it should be a group photo of them when they were students, just from the characteristics of the characters in the photo, it is difficult to match the bearded, tall, and glasses in the story told by their mother, although there is no more evidence to support my guess, but my intuition told me that my guess was right.

But if it was as I suspected, then why did my mother know so well about it, could it be that my father had ever returned?

This has always been a stumbling block in my mind, and every time I think about it, I fall into a series of questions, and I can't get more meaningful information about it from my uncle and uncle, so I give up every time because of confusion, and this is also the case.

I spent the morning at my mother's grave and then went straight home. After I went back, I stayed at home, and I haven't been busy with anything recently, so I lazy in my hometown for a month.

When I woke up early this morning, it was raining lightly outside the window, so I went out to eat something and went back to the house, sitting on the windowsill and listening to the sound of the rain outside the window.

It has been more than a month since the boy who did chores at home took leave to go back, and I was the only one left in the house.

I had nothing to do, I picked up the black and white photo on the windowsill, although I can only know this so-called father through his photo, but after thinking about it, I found that the father in this photo is deeply imprinted in my life, if it were not for him, I would not have embarked on the road of survival today.

My dad is in the business of "fishing for sticks", which is our jargon, and to put it simply, it is to smuggle some valuable antiquities. Nowadays, the antiques and cultural relics have entered the museum, and we are specifically looking for those antiquities that have not been found or recorded in the history books, that is, to catch those fish that have slipped through the net, and then sell them through various means after catching the treasure, so it is called "fishing for stick heads", if outsiders really don't understand what it means.

In our era, not to mention the smuggling of antiquities, even if it is the smuggling of some inconspicuous medicinal materials and electronic products, once caught, there may be imprisonment, so if we want to mix in our circle for a long time, in addition to having a certain channel relationship, we must always be cautious in our words and deeds.

But then again, as long as we get the hang of it, we're actually pretty good at it. First of all, there are many sources of antiquities, such as some antique shops, although most of the goods sold in some small shops in small towns are modern goods or imitation defective products, which are not very valuable, but each store pù generally has one or two treasures of the town store, because they have no relationship channels, they want to sell high but can't find a buyer, and they are reluctant to sell at the bottom price, so they have been kept, then it is time for us to appear, we can buy it at a slightly higher price, and then sell it to some local tyrants and collectors through some relationships. The price can be multiplied several times in no time.

For example, some tomb robbers, they will dig up a lot of treasures from some unexcavated ancient tombs, and we play the role of what they call the black market, and their treasures can only be sold through our hands, and we still make a profit from the difference.

In addition to antique shops and tomb robbers, we occasionally receive some bulk goods for sale, most of them come to sell their heirlooms because they need money urgently, but they are usually jade pendants and other things, and rarely come across anything particularly valuable, so we generally do not accept individual customers.

Although the stick head fishing industry is not a bright profession, there are risks, but to make money quickly, if you are lucky to catch a treasure, and then sell it at a good price, you don't have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life. Now I'm thirty-one, and when I was old enough for my dad to leave, I inherited my father's business after graduating from college, and I did this too, although I didn't catch any particularly valuable treasures, but I could support myself.

However, this time is different from the past, with more and more people fishing for sticks, the goods circulating in the market are now pitifully small, and it has become a state of short supply, most of the valuable things in the antique shop have been bought, and there is no treasure of the town store, and the ununearthed ancient tombs have long been dug like a hornet's nest, and it is difficult for tomb robbers to provide us with valuable goods. Many of my peers have either washed their hands and changed to other industries, or they have directly changed careers to become tomb robbers and go to the ancient tombs to hunt for treasures themselves, while I was forced to a point of no return by several brothers who were born and died, and we chose the latter, and my father is probably the same.

The rain stopped after a while, I was going to go out for a walk to breathe, and I was about to go out when I heard someone knocking on the door in the yard, I went out to open the door and was shocked, it was Lao Zhao.

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