Zhong Nuanyang had been allowing Lu Changsheng to roam around the house in a kind of master posture before, but at this moment, seeing the conflict between him and Lawyer Wang, she stood up.

"Thank you for sending us here today." Zhong Nuanyang stood in front of Lawyer Wang and calmly looked at this burly cousin who was a head taller than himself: "I heard that my grandparents' jewelry is still kept by my aunt, please go back and tell her that I will visit her in person next time I come back, so I won't bother you to send it back." After saying that, she smiled at him.

Lu Changsheng looked at her with some incredulity, and then looked at Lawyer Wang: "Those things have been sold a long time ago, who will keep the old things." “

Zhong Nuanyang took a deep breath and looked at Lawyer Wang, who nodded approvingly.

"You know none of those things belong to you, do you?" Lawyer Wang held Lu Changsheng's shoulder and patted him on the back seriously: "You'd better ask the buyer if he can redeem it, otherwise we may have another lawsuit to fight." ”

"What? No, those are ......" Lu Changsheng seemed to have been slammed with a stick, and he couldn't find anyone who beat him in a circle, he barely concentrated his mind: "Those are my mother's." My uncle gave my mom ......"

"Really? I'll look it up. Lawyer Wang turned his head to look at Zhong Nuanyang, and had a more understanding of this weak-looking girl.

"Check it, check your size." Lu Changsheng angrily opened the door and walked out, and soon heard the sound of the car starting at the door.

Zhong Nuanyang and Lawyer Wang looked at each other and couldn't help but smile. Zhong Nuanyang put down the antique in his hand, pushed open the door of the bedroom next to him, and found that there was nothing in it except a bed and a desk.

Lawyer Wang knew that she might have to stay here for a while, so she took the phone and went out to work.

Zhong Nuanyang was left alone in the huge house, and she looked at the few books scattered on the shelves, all of which were related to music. Picking it down, she found her father's signature on the title page. The dragon flying and phoenix dance written are chic and wanton, and you can see that he should be full of joy when he holds this music theory book at that time.

Zhong Nuanyang couldn't help but think of the time when his father held the guitar and sang to her when he was a child, he could sing from the sun to the flowers in a morning, from the princess to the beggar, as long as Zhong Nuanyang wanted to hear it, Zhong Lu would improvise a tune and sing it.

Zhong Nuanyang remembered that he also had a strong interest in music at that time, and he liked to play with his father's guitar after school.

Sobering up from his memories, Zhong Nuanyang sighed lightly and put the book in his hand back in place. At this time, a yellowed notebook sandwiched between these books attracted her attention, and she carefully pulled out the notebook, opened it, and found that it was actually her father's diary when he was young.

Zhong Nuanyang swept the ash on the chair behind him twice, and after sitting down, he couldn't wait to read the not thick diary.

It is mostly a record of obscure moods and the stress of frustrated relationships, which come from the high expectations of his grandparents and the values imposed on him.

From the diary, Zhong Nuanyang read the pain and distress of his young father, he didn't want to live as his parents expected, he didn't agree with his parents from the bottom of his heart that he took it for granted that all family and friendship could be measured by money, he didn't want to make friends or elders who were recognized by his parents, and he didn't want to follow the path arranged by his parents, but he didn't know what he could do, and he didn't know if his resistance was correct......