On the same day, I said goodbye to my parents and said that I was going back to Hangzhou, in fact, I opened a room and rested for an afternoon, and at 12 o'clock in the evening, I took a taxi with the stuffy oil bottle and drove in the direction of the ancestral house

The ancestral house is located in the suburbs of the mountains and rivers, the more you drive out, the fewer vehicles on the road, and finally the driver seems to be uneasy, probably wondering if I and the stuffy oil bottle are extortion, after all, who will run to the suburbs in the middle of the night, so he constantly looks at us through the rearview mirror

I was nervous, and with the fact that there were no street lights on the suburban roads, and the trees on both sides were so dense that they flashed under the headlights, I felt a little uneasy if there were evil spirits hiding in the darkness, with their teeth and claws

The taxi went straight for an hour, stopped at an intersection up the mountain, above is a dim road, although in the suburbs, but the road is very well built, now the real rich people, all like to build the villa in a quiet place, my ancestral house is said to be sited, invited eight feng shui gentlemen to see in turn, only to settle on this place, now it seems, those feng shui gentlemen to have two brushes, after more than 50 years of turmoil, the road to the top of the mountain, the surrounding villas are repaired one by one, but the ancestral home of the Wu family, I never moved the place

In the security booth next to it, a middle-aged man was holding a book, glanced at me and the stuffy oil bottle, and probably didn't look like we were dressed to live here, so he asked vigilantly, "You live here?" It's very raw."

I said in my heart, this security guard's vigilance is quite high, worthy of praise, so I handed a cigarette and said: "I'm here to visit my uncle, and the car was delayed on the way, so it's so late, brother, it's quite easy to work in this place."

He put down the book, took the cigarette and relaxed his vigilance, and said with a smile: "This place is full of powerful people, and no one dares to make trouble, usually stop some strange vehicles, it's easy to relax, but it's boring."

My heart moved, and I smiled: "Boring? I've heard that working in these places, you can find out a lot of secrets, and there are these powerful gossip pastimes, are you still afraid of boredom? The middle-aged man snorted and said, "That's right, just the day before yesterday, I also saw two women sitting in Director Zhao's car, tsk......" After speaking, he seemed to find that he had missed his mouth, and after coming back to his senses, he straightened his face and said: "It's the middle of the night, you still have to go in quickly, the street lights are on until six o'clock in the morning."

I smiled, bypassed the interception road and walked up the mountain, to the end, only me and the stuffy oil bottle were left on the dusk road, the night wind was a little cold, with the help of the street lamp, occasionally you could see the villa hidden in the mountains, the ancestral house of the Wu family was hidden deeply, there were no people around a few hundred meters, I always felt that although the second uncle's house was luxuriously framed, but as soon as I walked in, there was a cold feeling, like a ghost house

We walked all the way without saying a word, walked for more than half an hour, and finally arrived in front of the ancestral house, the iron fence was covered with dense morning glory, the flowers and leaves were trembling in the night breeze, behind the railing was the courtyard, and through the courtyard was the housing area

The iron door was not locked, we pushed the door open, the flowers and plants in the courtyard did not rest for about a while, the branches came out horizontally, posing in all kinds of strange shapes, and soon, we arrived at the main entrance, the white villa, turned into a black shadow in the night, I shook out the key, and counted out the key that I had brought with me, but never used it, and the double door was pushed open silently

There was a black hole in the room, I remember that there seemed to be a light next to it, and before I could grope twice, the stuffy oil bottle had already taken a step ahead of me, and I turned on the switch accurately, and the orange light suddenly diffused

At first glance, I looked at the atrium, where there is still the rank of the third uncle, a circle of nine links of patterns intertwined with each other, the hall is arranged in an antique style, brown and yellow carpets, log furniture, carved corridors, everywhere exudes an ancient luxury, every time I go out from the second uncle's house, when I return to my own life, there is always a peculiar feeling, as if the second uncle's home and the real society, as if in a different space, here, as if isolated from the world, with my antique shop of the two-story building, There is a world of difference

The eyes of the stuffy oil bottle fell on that rank for the first time, I don't know if he wants to know about the third uncle, but after thinking about it, the deceased is gone, and it doesn't matter what he says now

Then, I began to search this villa, the furnishings of the hall are clear at a glance, just like the second uncle's person, there will be nothing superfluous, the desktop is neat and simple, you can see it at a glance, there are no clues

The two fingers of the stuffy oil bottle are strangely long, and occasionally touch the wall, this action makes me a little funny, is it possible that in my ancestral house, there can be any mechanism that cannot be done, this is a house for living in people, and not for living in zongzi

Next, I found nothing, so I set my sights on the second floor, my second uncle's bedroom and study

The door of the bedroom is semi-open, the bed is masochistic with hard wooden boards, and there is no soft Simmons, the bedroom is also very simple, in addition to the material can be seen to be expensive, the modeling and furnishings are no different from ordinary people, after a search, and found nothing, I can't help but be a little discouraged, is it that I think wrong? When the second uncle left, he may not have left any clues, he left alone

So the meaning of Lao Lei's words, is it really that I misunderstood?

Just when I was standing in the bedroom, pondering what to do next, the stuffy oil bottle pointed to the study next to me, and said lightly: "Go over there" I had to cheer up and push open the door of the study, this study, I have been here many times, there are a lot of books in it, and there are some ancient books, a total of three bookcases, and there is a desk by the window, on which a silver laptop is placed

When I see these books, I feel that my head is big, if the second uncle wants to leave any clues here, there are two possibilities, first, he will be placed in a more conspicuous place, so that I can find it at a glance, and second, he will be placed in an inconspicuous place, such as sandwiching clues in a certain book, so that my search volume will become very large

I was able to pat myself on the cheek, cheer up, and began to look through every drawer, and soon I found a wooden box under the desk, which was locked with brass locks, and the wooden box had been peeled off the paint, but there was no dust outside, and it was evident that its owner often wiped it

I'm a little surprised, the second uncle actually has such a cherished thing?

After a moment of surprise, I couldn't control my curiosity, what could be in this box? Should I open my elders' private belongings? After only a moment of hesitation, my curiosity prevailed, and I gave myself a psychological hint in my heart: I'm not voyeurizing, I'm just looking for clues about my second uncle

Just like that, I turned around and went to the kitchen to find a delicate little hammer, which is usually used to smash nuts and other things, just when I took the hammer to the study, I found that the stuffy oil bottle had opened the wooden box, I couldn't help but want to slap myself,, what kind of hammer are you looking for, Brother Yi is present, and it is not trivial to open the lock

I found that there were two strange long fingers in the stuffy oil bottle, and there was a piece of stuff, only about an inch long, yellow-white, it seemed to be an old photo, I quickly threw away the hammer and walked over, and found that the photo was already a little flowery, the photo was a little boy about five or six years old, with an expressionless face and black eyes staring at the camera, which was very cute

I couldn't help but take the photo down from the fingertips of the stuffy oil bottle, the person on it, could it be my second uncle when he was a child? At that time, I could take a photo, which was not something that ordinary families could do, and suddenly I felt that it was wrong, this kind of one-inch small photo, in the era of the second uncle, it seemed that it could not be photographed, and this kind of photo was more popular in the twenty or thirty years

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be stunned, and when I looked carefully at the person in the photo, I couldn't help but be a little surprised, could this person be me?

I don't have any photos of my childhood at home, according to my father, when I was a child, I cried and cried when I took pictures, biting and splattering at the people around me, so I didn't leave any photos, and I didn't accept photos until I was in middle school

Then, I flipped the photo over, and there was a row of pen words on the back: Xiaoxie six-year-old photo

Little evil?

I couldn't help but shudder, and when I looked through the photo, the expressionless kid in the photo was me when I was six years old? I was so personality when I was a kid? Why can't I remember at all?

When did my second uncle treat me so well that he still treasured my photos when I was a child? Just when I was puzzled, the dark eyes of the stuffy oil bottle suddenly stared straight at my face, and then looked at the person in the photo, and said lightly: "It's not like"

I smiled, I was still very happy to see what I looked like when I was a child, so I said: "The female college is still eighteen years old, I am twenty-six years old this year, these photos from twenty years ago, of course, I can't see it, hehe, little brother, do you see if I had a unique personality when I was a child"

The stuffy oil bottle shook his head, ignored me, and pointed to the contents of the wooden box, only to realize that there were not many things in the box, several of them were photos, and there was a notebook

About because these are personal belongings, the stuffy oil bottle automatically avoided it, turned around and went to the bookshelves to grope around, if it was my own things, I wouldn't mind, but after all, these are the second uncle's privacy, so I didn't stop it, so I checked it myself

The photo was in my notebook, so I went to look at it first

On the first one, there is also a boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, I can see at a glance that it is myself, because the boy above, has a faint outline of my now, but that expression makes me feel very weird, the corners of the mouth are stiff, the eyes are cold, for a moment, I even feel that this person is not me at all, I love to laugh since I was a child, and my popularity is also better, whether it is high school or college, in the eyes of most people, I belong to the sunny little handsome guy

Of course, I am the self-appointed handsome guy, but I can't deny my sunny side, but the kid in the photo with a facial contour that looks very similar to mine, it is really difficult to associate him with himself

I couldn't tell what the background of the photo was, it seemed to be a playground, and there was a row of old-fashioned buildings in the back, and I looked at the background of the photo and couldn't remember when I took this picture

When I was sixteen years old, I fell off the wall and had a slight concussion, and it was the third uncle who took care of me at that time, and my grandfather was very worried, and the night I lay at home to recuperate, I also heard the voice of my grandfather training my third uncle, and then I was about to be affected by the concussion, and things were vague when I was a child, but the teenager in the photo, how come he is thirteen or fourteen years old, have I even forgotten what happened more than ten years ago?

Somehow, I stared at the expressionless 'me' on the black and white photo, and I had a strange feeling, as if I was holding a posthumous photo in my hand, and the person in the posthumous photo was staring at me coldly from the other side of hell through the photo, turning over the back of the photo, and there was a line of words on it: Xiaoxiao twelve-year-old photo

Twelve? It turns out that when I was a child, I grew quite fast

Putting down this photo that made me feel uncomfortable, I picked up the third photo, which was a regular photo, and the photo showed the three brothers, which I recognized at a glance, and it was my father, second uncle, and third uncle

The third uncle in the photo smiled very happily, one hand was still on the second uncle's shoulder, not at all like later, when he saw the second uncle, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, the second uncle in the photo was very young, wearing a Confucian Tang costume, and he was a beautiful man

My dad is the most inconspicuous in the photo, with an ordinary appearance, standing on the left, with a serious and old-fashioned face, as if he was not taking a photo with brothers, but under interrogation, standing with the second and third uncles, feeling very mismatched, turning over the back of the photo, there is only one time on it: 1979

Seventy-nine years? At that time, the third uncle had not yet participated in the archaeological activities in Xisha, so that is to say, the third uncle in the photo was the real Wu Sanxing I couldn't help but take a closer look at the appearance of the third uncle, according to the letter left by the third uncle at the end, I knew that the real third uncle had always maintained a young appearance, and the later Wu Sansheng was actually the real appearance of the unchain, but at that time, the third uncle had to wear the mask of the unchain

No wonder the third uncle in the photo dares to put his arm on the shoulders of the second uncle, the three brothers, presumably the relationship must be very good, the background of the photo is a courtyard building of the Republic of China, I guess it is the old mansion of the Wu family, at that time the house has not been renovated into the current white villa

Next, there is the notebook

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