It is written according to the old writing mode, and it is a brush word, more precisely, it is a hairpin flower that can be used as a copybook.

Before reading the content on the letter, just looking at the hairpin flower layout, Jiang Li almost immediately jumped out of a scene in front of his eyes.

A lady sat at the desk, the window was ajar, she had a gentle and elegant temperament, holding an ink pen in her hand, her eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and she was writing letters on the letter paper in front of her.

The breeze outside the window was light, and the faint fragrance of flowers lingered in the air, accompanied by the wind blowing into the house through the half-open window......

After a while, Jiang Li pulled back her distant thoughts, and she lowered her eyes to look at the letter in her hand.

It's written in traditional Chinese, but it's hard for Jiang Li.

Reason?

Before he came to this world, Jiang Li studied calligraphy with his grandfather for a period of time when he was young, and he was no stranger to traditional Chinese characters.

Time passed bit by bit, if Luo Yanqing was here, he would find that Jiang Li's expression was slowly changing.

She went from shock to confusion, then from confusion to indifference, and finally indifference became complicated.

"If you don't believe me, take a look at this picture......"

Old Xiao Tou was sitting next to him, he naturally noticed the change in Jiang Li's expression, and when he saw Jiang Li folding the letter paper and stuffing it back into the envelope, he handed over a slightly yellowed photo.

"But why didn't Grandma Yu tell me? Haven't you ever asked in front of my mother? ”

Taking the photo handed over by Lao Xiaotou, Jiang Li glanced at it, her eyes were calm, her tone was indifferent, and she couldn't see or hear any emotion.

Lao Xiaotou: "I'm worried about causing you trouble, even now, although everything is getting better, she is still afraid that it will affect you, so ...... That's why I haven't told you about the past, kid,

You should feel that her love and love for you are sincere, since you accidentally saved her life, she recognized you, and she has been very happy every day in the past few years.

She said she was content, even if she couldn't explain it to you, but she was already content! The main reason why I left this letter to you is to hand over all the things left by my ancestors to you. ”

Speaking of this, Lao Xiao got up: "You come with me." ”

Jiang Li followed behind Lao Xiaotou, and the two came to a particularly shabby-looking wing room.

"Kid, close the door first."

Old Xiao Tou advised.

Jiang Li responded, turned around and plugged in the door bolt.

The next moment, she saw Lao Xiaotou move an ordinary bed board, and then pressed it twice on an inconspicuous place on the bed frame, and then the bed frame closed in front of her eyes, and the floor below slowly cracked a hole, slowly, this gap became bigger and bigger, and when it could accommodate the next person to enter and exit, there was no longer any change.

"I'll go down first, and you follow."

There was a wooden ladder in the crack that could accommodate a person, and when you looked down, you could see a faint light.

Jiang Li didn't say anything and followed closely.

"Child, I believe you have already read it, except for the part that was donated to the country, what is placed here is left to you by the eldest lady."

Pointing to the five large rosewood boxes, Lao Xiaotou stepped forward step by step and opened the lids one by one.

Jiang Li watched quietly, although he was prepared, he was still startled.

Two boxes of gold bars, two boxes of antique calligraphy and paintings, and one box of jewelry.

Old Xiao took out a carved wooden box about the size of two palms from the box containing jewelry.

"It's all the deed and the deed. The Jiang family's ancestral house and most of the real estate and shops were donated to the country by the eldest lady, as for the Yu family's ancestral house and two older houses,

(End of chapter)