Obviously, I was talking to my grandfather about my dream a few days ago, and suddenly, I learned the news that my grandfather was gone from a phone call from the hospital doctor.

At that moment, I couldn't even stand on my feet as if I had been struck by lightning, and Li Yu struggled to support me and take me to the hospital.

I thought my grandfather had had an accident, but the doctor calmly told me that my grandfather had gone to bed at the end of his life or in his sleep.

It was early in the morning when the nurses were doing their rounds and found that my grandfather had not woken up.

Not only that, but my grandfather also deliberately packed a small box before going to bed, as if he knew that his life was about to end.

I sat slumped in the hospital corridor with my grandfather's little box in my arms.

Inside was a red wooden box, and a worn book was pressed under the red wooden box.

And under the dilapidated book, there is still an IOU?

The mahogany box contains a gold bracelet, a gold ring, and a pair of earrings in gold.

This is the so-called three golds that the mother-in-law wants to prepare for the new daughter-in-law when holding a happy event in the countryside.

And the dilapidated book was an old-looking book with "A Dream of Huangliang" written vertically on the cover.

I know that the book of dream interpretation was left to me by my grandfather, and the gold and silver jewelry was prepared for his future granddaughter-in-law.

And this IOU, which has no contact information and does not even specify the amount owed, I can't understand it.

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Rural people usually beat gongs and drums like happy events when they do white things, and they are full of excitement.

The main thing to pay attention to is to reassure the ancestors, and the future generations will continue to live a lively life.

My grandfather was highly respected in the village, and during the two days of the wake, it is estimated that the whole village will come.

During the two days when I was busy running the flowing water mat, I was so busy that I didn't even have time to grieve, and people from the village came in an endless stream.

When one person says a word to me, I have to respond to thousands of sentences, and I have to toast with the old people in the village table by table.

On the first day, I worked from morning to evening, and I didn't have time to relax until the last table of people who had eaten and drunk enough to eat.

As soon as I was free and sat down next to my grandfather's coffin, I fell asleep tired.

To my surprise, it was the day of my grandfather's funeral.

On weekdays, few cars drove into the village, but on this day, from early in the morning, there was an endless stream of luxury cars, one after another, to my doorstep.

The villagers who watched the luxury cars and watched the excitement almost surrounded my house.

And the people who drove to my house, all dressed in black suits, silently and orderly entered my house one by one, bowing to my grandfather's portrait.

Generally, outsiders come to mourn, just bow three times, and nine bows are the traditional etiquette for the gods.

I stood aside in a daze, silently handing incense to the people who came to mourn my father, seeing that they were all nine bows, I didn't even think of "reminding" them-

You have made the wrong number.

The villagers surrounded my house in disbelief, and they all marveled at the fact that the village had never seen such a big battle in the past few decades.

There are more than 100 luxury cars alone, and it can be seen that they should all be big people in the city.

"Even the county magistrate came here in person, it's amazing!"

I overheard a villager say that the county magistrate is also here? I was amazed that no.

Not to mention the county magistrate, I haven't even seen the mayor of the town to which our village belongs, and maybe even if I did, I wouldn't be able to recognize who they were.

"Huangliang, mourning."

In a daze, the middle-aged man in front of me, who I didn't know but was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, greeted me and said to me in a low voice:

"Your grandfather was a low-key person all his life, and when we came to visit the old people in previous years, as long as he drove into the village to disturb the peace of the villagers, he would drive people away."

"So in the past few years, when you go to the village to see your grandfather, you have to walk into the village from the town."

"It's the last journey, we want to let Huang Lao be buried in a big way, which has broken Huang Lao's taboo, don't you mind."

As soon as I heard that this was an apology, I waved my hand again and again, and I didn't know if my grandfather would blame them.

I can't "forgive" them for my grandfather.

I asked him who he was, and he introduced himself as the owner of a company in the city, and when he was young, he was ordered by my grandfather to get his first pot of gold.

Otherwise, he would probably still be a wage earner today.

The county magistrate said that when he was young, his family was poor, let alone studying, and he couldn't even eat enough.

It was my grandfather who personally went to his house, showed him his photo, and told his father and mother that he had an official appearance.

The second elder who believed my grandfather's words, smashed the pot and sold iron and gritted his teeth and insisted on sending him to school, so he has today.

I didn't expect that my grandfather, who had lived a seemingly ordinary life, planted so many good fruits for people in his life, and did not forget him when he came to these grateful people, and personally came to see him off for the last time.

My grandfather's ashes were buried on the highest hill in the village, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

In the distance, you can also see the bustling town center in the distance.

From 17 to 77, every time even early in the morning, a suit and leather shoe I didn't know came to my grandfather's grave, offered flowers and offerings, bowed nine times and then left in a low-key manner.

Grandpa's departure, my soul also seemed to be sucked away, and I always fell into a state of distraction by accident, and I was a little confused when I came back to my senses.

After seventy-seven, it's time for me to leave the village and go back to the city.

Either find a job and continue to live, or continue to eat Li Yu's soft rice.

When I think about the future, I can't help but feel a little lost.

As I cleaned up the old house, I remembered that strange IOU again.

There were only two lines of text on the IOU, which read, "Wang Jianguo owed Huang Lao a sum of money on April 20, 1993, and he must return it."

It is signed by Wang Jianguo.

The problem is that there is only a signature, no amount owed, and no repayment date, what is the use of this IOU?

But it looks like an IOU of waste paper, but grandpa prepared it with Sanjin and handed it to me, there must be a reason.

There are so many people named Wang Jianguo in this world, and the probability of finding this person is conceivable.

I can't think of anything for now, but I know that this IOU must have a deep meaning.

I put away my curiosity about IOUs for the time being, and put my mind on "A Dream of Huangliang" with nowhere to put it.

Grandpa didn't say anything to me before leaving, but he handed me the book, obviously wanting me to take over the mantle and inherit it.

I can't live up to my grandfather's instructions.

"There are dreams at night, and the spirit is ...... good luck"

"Jiang Hai has a smart pen, so he can't be poor......"

The content of this book is as obscure as "Zhou Yi".

But I have experience in interpreting "Zhou Yi", and my learning speed of "A Dream of Huangliang" is also quite fast.