Their house is the most magnificent stone and blue brick house in the local area, which was built by his grandfather during the Republic of China, and it is one of the best in the local area until now. After returning home, the two of them moved all the belongings that could be moved out of the courtyard to bask in the sun, Uncle Meng did a very serious job, eager to dismantle the furniture, and knocked on the east and west, just afraid that there was a mezzanine in that place that was missed. All the bowls, chopsticks, basins, plates, porcelain, iron and other material containers were also meticulously wiped and wiped by Uncle Meng, and in the end, except for a dozen Yuan Datou (silver dollars in circulation at the time of Yuan Shikai) found at the bottom of the original jar where the rice was placed, the rest were some old clothes and old quilts, pots and pans for daily use, and nothing else was found. At this time, Yang Xiaojun secretly observed Uncle Meng, feeling that the other party's expression seemed to be a little disappointed.

In the afternoon, he moved all the things back to the original place, and Uncle Meng's motivation was obviously insufficient, and he said, "I'm a little tired, you clean up slowly, and I'll visit your house." Yang Xiaojun readily agreed, and then cleaned up by himself. ，

After a while, Uncle Meng asked him in his grandfather's house, "How many years has this great man statue, why hasn't it been replaced when it's so old?" ”

Yang Xiaojun said casually while cleaning up, "This is older than me, I can't even see the face of a great man clearly, grandpa just won't let me change, people in their era especially worship great men",

"Now I don't want to have a cult of personality, the portrait has faded like this, I'll help you take it off" Before Yang Xiaojun could answer, Uncle Meng was about to remove the portrait. At this time, Yang Xiaojun also came over and saw the blurred portrait of the great man sandwiched between the awards on the wall, which was indeed out of harmony.

After removing the portrait, the careful Uncle Meng found that there was a brick behind it that seemed to be slightly different from the surrounding ones, and the bricks on this wall were arranged in a staggered manner according to the horizontal two vertical one, horizontal and vertical two, which was also the standard method of building a house, but there was some incongruity in how this brick on this wall looked. According to the law, this place should be two horizontal bricks to be suitable, but it is cut out of a whole piece with the same cross-sectional area as the two horizontal bricks, and it really can't be seen if you don't look carefully. It's really different to let Uncle Meng remind him.

I saw Uncle Meng knock on the brick gently, found that it was hollow, and excitedly said to Yang Xiaojun, "Take a putty knife, if there is something in it, let's open it and see." Yang Xiaojun hurriedly found tools, gently scraped the cement around the bricks, and easily removed the bricks. At first glance, it is really half a brick, the section is very neatly cut, and there is really a mezzanine inside, and a rectangular box is placed in the mezzanine, which is wrapped in silk cloth on the outside.

The two opened the silk cloth together, and there were two Nanmu boxes more than 10 centimeters square and more than 30 centimeters long, and then opened the boxes, and there was a scroll in each. At this time, Uncle Meng couldn't hold back his excitement, and carefully opened the scroll, which turned out to be two pairs of calligraphy and paintings. One of the characters on it is dignified and majestic, it is Zhuge Liang's "Book of Commandments" written in block letters, and the inscription is Yan Zhenqing, a great calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty. The other is the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" written in cursive, and the inscription is Zhang Xu, another great calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty.

Although Yang Xiaojun didn't know the true value of calligraphy and painting, he knew that Yan Zhenqing's regular script and Zhang Xu's wild grass were the objects copied by later generations of calligraphers. So he asked softly, "Uncle Meng, is this calligraphy and painting very valuable?" I don't even know how grandpa hides it so secretly."

"It's not just precious, it's simply priceless" At this time, Uncle Meng woke up like a dream, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I just don't know if it's genuine, this must be preserved" wanted to hand over the things to him, and seemed a little reluctant.

Yang Xiaojun saw what Uncle Meng meant, and hurriedly said, "Since I have taken it out, I have no place to store it, so Uncle Meng will help me keep it."

Uncle Meng agreed without hesitation, "Okay, there are no people living here all year round, and it is really unsafe to put it here, let's take it back first, and find someone to identify it when we have time, and we will talk about it later."

Soon, the two of them packed up their homes and took the car back to Guanting Town. After returning home, Uncle Meng borrowed a camera that night, took pictures of the two calligraphy works, and then returned the two calligraphy paintings to Yang Xiaojun. Yang Xiaojun originally felt that the relics treasured by his grandfather, whether they were true or not, were priceless to himself. But thinking that this thing has been found, it is a little unrealistic to carry it with you, and I can't find a suitable place to keep it for a while, so I am ready to let Uncle Meng keep it on my behalf. But Uncle Meng never agreed, and during this period, Mr. Zhao and Uncle Meng kept communicating with their movements and eyes, and he pretended not to see it.

He was a little puzzled, it seemed that they wanted these two calligraphy and paintings very much, but why didn't they want to accept them? In fact, Yang Xiaojun is still young and does not understand the world, what people want is to keep it for themselves, not to look at calligraphy and painting every day, if he generously gives calligraphy and painting to Uncle Meng, it may not happen The story behind it, maybe his life will also change, but there are so many ifs in the world. To paraphrase a common saying, there is a destiny in the dark.

After returning from his hometown, Yang Xiaojun obeyed Mr. Zhao's arrangement, stopped working at the construction site, and reviewed his homework at home every day.

Teacher Zhao and Uncle Meng were still good to him as always, but Yang Xiaojun felt that the attitude of the two made him feel a little unnatural. They always casually mentioned the matter of calligraphy and painting, he said that he should paste the calligraphy and painting in the master bedroom, so that he can see it at any time, but the two refused, saying that such a valuable thing is not just used as decoration. After all, Yang Xiaojun has some children's temperament, so he quickly relaxed his vigilance, and he still felt a little guilty for misunderstanding Teacher Zhao and Uncle Meng.

School will start in another week, Uncle Meng seems very abnormal these days, and his temper is more irritable than usual, Tingting spilled some soup when she ate, and she was scolded and cried. This has never happened before, the two have always regarded Tingting as the pearl in their palms, holding it in their mouths for fear of falling in their hands, in Yang Xiaojun's impression, they have never seen Uncle Meng accuse Tingting, let alone scold. Sometimes Mr. Zhao said two heavy words about Tingting, but Uncle Meng was unwilling, and he came forward to play a round for Tingting.

Yang Xiaojun wondered if he didn't go to work this holiday, and Uncle Meng needed to pay for tuition and living expenses, but he was a little reluctant? But this matter has already been said, they don't need to pay for it this semester, and the dozen or so Yuan Datou that he turned out last time he went back to his hometown asked Uncle Meng to sell a few for a total of more than 500 yuan, which is enough for his entire school year. The rest of Uncle Meng and Teacher Zhao said that they would save it first, and when he was admitted to the university, they would give him the tuition expenses. Yang Xiaojun wanted to go back to his hometown again, after all, he couldn't go back for another semester, and at the same time, he still had a little Jiujiu in his heart, and he wanted to find out if there were anything like Yuan Datou in other places by the way. But this time, Mr. and Mrs. Zhao disagreed, saying that school was about to start, and it had just been more than 20 days since I came back from my hometown, so there was no need to waste time, and preparing for the university exam was the most important thing at present. And as soon as he said that he wanted to go back to his hometown, Uncle Meng turned his face on the spot, and said a few heavy words that he hadn't said before.

There are only three days left after school, and Uncle Meng seemed very happy after work today, and said at dinner, "Let's go to the department store tomorrow to buy a new dress for Xiaojun and Tingting."

"Okay, okay, it's good to buy two clothes, you can still replace them" Tingting was so excited that she almost jumped up from the chair when she heard about buying new clothes.

"Two pieces are two pieces, our Tingting is so beautiful, we don't envy other female classmates to death when we wear new clothes every day," Uncle Meng said.

"If you buy it, you can only wear it on weekends, and the school rules usually only wear school uniforms, and Tingting is a teacher's child, and she must take the lead in strictly abiding by the school rules," Ms. Zhao continued.

Tingting was a little frustrated when she heard this, but immediately regained her excitement, "Then you have to buy it, you can wear it on the weekend, and by the way, you have to go shopping and then go to the amusement park to play."

"I won't go, I'm at school every day, just wear a school uniform," Yang Xiaojun said.

"You have to go, you have to wash your school uniform, you have to change your clothes, you'll be a college student soon," Uncle Meng said.

Yang Xiaojun resigned a few more times, but he couldn't bear Tingting's stalking and Uncle Meng's insistence, so he could only agree to go shopping together.

There is not much place in Guanting Town, I went shopping for clothes in the morning, Tingting had to go outside to go to the restaurant at noon, and went to the only playground in the town in the afternoon for a long time, and when I came back, it was basically time to make dinner. As soon as they arrived home, Uncle Meng opened the gate, and Tingting and Yang Xiaojun were about to enter the yard with large bags of things, when they suddenly heard Teacher Zhao say, "Old Meng, didn't you lock the door when you left?" ”

"It's locked, I know that there was no one all day today, and I also checked it," Uncle Meng said.

Then everyone saw that the door of the main house was open, and the doors of the two side rooms were also open, and Yang Xiaojun clearly remembered that he locked the door when he left. Immediately everyone realized that it was not good, and it was a thief. Just go inside the house and see what is going on. At this time, Uncle Meng said, don't go in first, don't destroy the scene, I'll go to the police station to call the police, don't go into the house first and wait outside, and hurriedly walked to the nearby police station.

After a while, Uncle Meng came back with a few policemen, and the neighbors also gathered at the door to watch the excitement. The police carefully inspected the gate and the houses, and then asked the owner to enter the house to confirm what had been lost. After the inspection, Uncle Meng told the police that nothing else was lost in the house, but 1,000 yuan in cash and a passbook were missing. Then I told the police that I hadn't seen the wing house where Xiaojun lived, and I didn't know if I had lost anything.

Burglaries were common in the early '90s, and townspeople like this are not used to it, but they don't feel new either. Generally, thieves steal in the main house, and the side rooms know that they just put some sundries, and even thieves don't want to waste time. But the police are coming, the side house is also occupied, and the owner is also going to check, so let's check it. At this time, Yang Xiaojun was also distressed about the loss of Uncle Meng's family, and when he heard that he was going to inspect his house, he immediately realized that the calligraphy, paintings, and silver dollars would not be stolen, and he was very nervous, and walked quickly to the front to lead the way, but was caught by the police and said, "What's the hurry, follow behind, don't destroy the scene."

The wing house was relatively small, except for the two policemen, only Yang Xiaojun and Uncle Meng followed in, and everyone else was outside the courtyard and the courtyard gate. While watching the police carefully observe the door, the floor, and the bed. It seems that there is nothing wrong with this house, and there is no trace of being turned over. Yang Xiaojun breathed a sigh of relief at this time, his angry voice even felt strange to the policemen around him, and joked: "You little kid has nothing of value, why are you nervous."

At this time, Uncle Meng said, "Xiaojun also look to see if there is anything missing." Yang Xiaojun saw that there was no sign of opening the two small boxes under the bed, which contained medical books and textbooks that he had used. The quilt on top is also neatly folded, the same as when I left, next to the quilt are clothes, calligraphy and paintings and Yuan Datou still have 500 yuan in the box under the clothes, the clothes on the top are still the same, and there must be no problem below. So he replied, "It's okay, no one has flipped it."

At this time, the attentive policeman saw a corner of the small box under the clothes, and judged from experience that this was passive. So he pointed to the corner and asked Yang Xiaojun, "What's under that clothes?" It's better to check it out." Yang Xiaojun didn't want people to know that he had calligraphy, paintings and silver dollars, because his grandfather taught him to be low-key and not expose his wealth since he was a child. But as soon as the policeman said it, he vaguely felt that this place was different from when he left, and every time he covered it with a sheet, this time it was a little exposed.

While saying, "It's nothing, it's just a relic left to me by my grandfather," he went up and took out the box and opened it.

The moment it was opened, the four people, including Yang Xiaojun, all let out an "ah" in unison. Because everyone saw that the box contained two small boxes, a small red silk bag (which contained silver dollars), as well as 1,000 yuan in cash and a passbook. The police took out the passbook and looked at it, and the name of the account was clearly written Meng Xueli. Then he shook the passbook in one hand and said to Yang Xiaojun, "How do you explain this?" “

Yang Xiaojun's brain went blank at this time and said, "I don't know."

"Humph! I don't know? From the moment I arrived, I found out that this burglary was an obvious acquaintance, and from the moment I entered, I saw your expression and the way you pushed back, and I suspected that it had something to do with you" The policeman wasted no time in showing off his magical judgment.

"Xiaojun, why are you doing this, does Aunt Zhao and I treat you badly? Why? Uncle Meng asked angrily.

After all, Yang Xiaojun is only 16 years old, and he does not have such strong logical thinking skills. He was stunned by the sudden appearance of the anomaly, and had no idea how to explain it.

At this time, the policeman said to Meng Xueli and another policeman, "Take all his things to the police station, and then interrogate them slowly. Alas! What a man is unseemly."