In 91, when his mother was not pregnant with him, what was going on in Nianzu Village? Zhang Nianzu calculated, comparing the parents in this two-inch photo with the parents in the entire album, he felt that his birth was no less than the death of the star for this couple, could it be that the parents missed their previous life and named themselves Nianzu?

"What makes you fall so far behind, huh?" said Zhang Nianzu, looking at his parents in the photo.

"Didn't you have money to play with YN before you gave birth to me, but after you gave birth to me, you became a poor bastard, do I have such a lot of money? You go out to play by yourself and don't take me, I haven't settled accounts with you yet-" Zhang Nianzu said and laughed as he spoke.

At this time, the washing machine made a loud noise, Zhang Nianzu hurriedly ran to the bathroom to check, he turned off the electricity, and after checking it, he found that its drum was stuck by a hard object.

Zhang Nianzu found a change cone, and after tinkering for a while, he pulled out an olive-pit-like metal lump from between the drum and the washing machine case - the one that fell out of Liu Yuejin's ashes, and after being busy all night, Zhang Nianzu almost forgot about it.

Troubleshooting, let the washing machine continue to turn, Zhang Nianzu took the olive core and studied it, this metal little thing doesn't know if it's because of a strong burning or itself, the body is colorful, its material is unknown, Zhang Nianzu held it under the lamp, put it in the dark, and put it in the water, all of which are not abnormal, and finally Zhang Nianzu found a hammer, he put the olive core on the ground, aimed, hammered down-

Boom –

The olive pit was smashed and flew out, crackling and bouncing between the couch and the ground, before it stopped.

It seems that you can't use force.

Zhang Nianzu suddenly had an idea, he picked up the olive core and took it with his left hand, and then stretched out his right index finger and rubbed it carefully, and finally, in an inconspicuous place, he felt a trace of unevenness, as if the thickness of a hair was tenth, he had an extra heart this time, and used other fingers to experience that place with his heart, but except for the index finger of his right hand, that feeling never appeared again. He didn't care so much, this time he first found a paper towel to wet it, put the olive pit on it, and then put an iron nail on the invisible crack, and hammered it down again-

Syllable!

The olive pit was smashed open, and it was empty!

Zhang Nianzu used a toothpick to pick out a note that was only the width of his little finger from it, unfolded it, and wrote a sentence on it:

"One last thing, write a letter to the following address, and the letter says, 'Grandpa is in trouble'. ”

Below is an address, which is a place that YN has never heard of, there is no recipient, and the last three words on the address are "Nianzu Village".

This time, Zhang Nianzu can't be calm anymore!

YN。

Nianzu Village.

Grandpa.

Why did his parents appear in Nianzu Village, and why did they never hear them mention it when they were alive? Was his name an accident or a commemoration of something? Why did Liu Yuejin find him? What does his grandfather have to do with his parents and Liu Yuejin?

For a while, a thousand pieces of information almost washed Zhang Nianzu down, these information were all awe-inspiring, as if they were going to reveal something, but they were resolutely independent, and there was no further information that could not connect them together, Zhang Nianzu was like an ant lost between the peaks, leaving only boundless confusion.

Zhang Nianzu can only connect all this known information into a very reluctant information chain: his parents met Liu Yuejin when they were visiting YN Nianzu Village, Liu Yuejin had no heirs and no other friends in his life, and after his death, he could only entrust his posthumous affairs to his son, who knew his friends in his early years, and then ...... Liu Yuejin is his grandfather.

This information chain is full of flaws, and there are many places that are difficult to justify, just like playing a jigsaw puzzle, and now Zhang Nianzu is forcibly putting all the pieces together, and as for the place that should have been the eyes, it has now become two toilet brushes.

In the end, Zhang Nianzu gave up in despair, there was only one thing he could do - send the Buddha to the west, anyway, what the filial son and grandson should do for Liu Yuejin, what is it to write a letter?

Nowadays, sending letters has been regarded as a romantic thing, even if you are far away, a WeChat and a text message are sent and received, no longer need to scribble on the stationery, buy envelopes and stamps to find the mailbox, and have to risk the loss of letters and communicate with people, and now the most convenient place to send letters is the postcard sales office of major scenic spots, and the city can only go to the big post office to send letters.

Zhang Nianzu went to the counter of the post office and told the salesman to ask for an envelope and a stamp, and the other party gave him a strange look before giving him something. Zhang Nianzu picked up the pen on the counter, but found that he didn't even have a piece of stationery, groped in his pocket for a long time, and found a useless car repair shop receipt, he wrote the words "grandpa is in trouble" on the back, packed the envelope, wrote it according to Liu Yuejin's address, pasted a stamp, and came to the mailbox outside, about to stuff the letter in.

"Young man!" a dirty old man rode on a tricycle, looked at Zhang Nianzu with burning eyes and shouted.

Zhang Nianzu was stunned and said, "Uncle, do you have something?"

"Do you want a good stainless steel sink?"

Zhang Nianzu said: "No, I don't cook." ”

The old man said, "You don't need money, you can exchange things." ”

Zhang Nianzu said with a smile: "Then I don't want it either, and I don't have anything to exchange with you." ”

The old man persevered: "Just exchange the letter in your hand." As he spoke, he picked up a stainless steel basin from the tricycle behind him and knocked on it, "This is a good stainless steel, strong and lightweight, and one of the biggest features!"

Zhang Nianzu was so taken by him that he couldn't help but ask: "What are the characteristics?"

"Don't leak!" the old man threw out two words loudly.

Zhang Nianzu almost fell to the ground: "The one that leaked was the vegetable basket." ”

The old man was dissatisfied: "After talking about it for a long time, you still refuse to change?"

Zhang Nianzu was alert at this time: "What are you doing in exchange for my letter?

The old man smiled incomprehensibly: "I am an old man who is interested in folk tales, and I am curious about who still relies on sending letters to convey feelings, so you understand?"

"Understood. Zhang Nianzu said, "You are a voyeur." ”

The old man knocked the basin again, and said reluctantly: "I'm so old, and it's taken me a long time to speak, even if you respect the old, you have to give me a face, right?"

Zhang Nianzu had the heart to stuff the letter into the mailbox and leave, and finally had another heart, he walked back to the counter and said to the salesman: "Trouble you, I want to send a registered letter." ”