Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 178 Gaojiazhuang (20)

Upon hearing this, Han Xiaoxiao immediately became interested, and got an old book from old man Song. She was very interested in some unique and interesting books.

She doesn't have any book collection at home, and only calendar cards can be found in Han Daya's room with words.

Rich people pursue spiritual food after satisfying their material needs. Many nouveau riche people choose to collect books if they want to make money for themselves.

Except for Han Daya, he prefers to show off his wealth simply and crudely, such as gold teeth, gold necklaces, and gold rings, which can intuitively show that he is a rich man, and asking him to pretend to read can only become his lullaby.

Excitedly went over to check, the result was very disappointing.

There are some sundries in a mess on the bookshelf, it is hard to see that this is a relic left by the old lady's wife.Most of them are tattered books without covers, and more of them are broken books with most of their contents missing.

Han Xiaoxiao flipped through it a couple of times in a lack of interest, and a khaki envelope fell out of a yellowed book.

The words on the envelope are written in teeny lowercase letters with a brush. The handwriting is strong and powerful. Every stroke seems to pass through the paper. At first glance, people can't help but wonder who the person who wrote it would be.

This is a letter from home, the recipient's name is: Ziyu, the content probably says that I will go back to my hometown to worship my ancestors on the third day of the next lunar month, and please ask my cousin to take care of my little nephew who will go back first.

The inscription has only one character, I don't know if it is a surname or a first name, the single character D, and the date is midnight in the spring of the 22nd year of the Republic of China.

"Grandma, are you Tzuyu?" This is someone's family letter, and it may be forgotten in the book, but it is also a kind of souvenir to keep.

"What are you talking about? What kind of fish?" The old lady asked loudly with her hands next to her ears.

"Zi... Yu, it's a name, not a fish to eat." Han Xiaoxiao bent down and shouted in her ear.

"Oh, I don't know, I don't eat fish, I have bad teeth, and I'm afraid there will be more thorns." The old lady waved her hand, laughing with her toothless mouth.

"Then your family's surname is Ding?"

"My surname is not Ding, but the old man's surname is Zhang. My surname is Wang. He died a long time ago." The old lady heard her ask about her wife, probably because she had been alone for too long, and dragged her to chatter for a long time, Xiao Xiao knew All the books in this room were collected by old man Zhang when he was alive.

Before returning to the bookshelf, I flipped through it for a while, and accidentally found a few sheets of paper with the same font as the previous family members. The font on it was wet by rain, and the edges were yellow and blurred. It seemed to be something like a land deed before liberation.

Han Xiaoxiao picked up the book with the letter again and carefully identified it for a long time. It was indeed a very interesting book as the old lady said, the incomplete "The Story of the West Chamber".

"Little girl, are you watching? I have to go home and cook for my grandson. If you want to buy it, hurry up." The old lady at the door stood up and urged her, and Han Xiaoxiao hurriedly put away the broken books with pages missing Pocketed in the padded jacket, "This is ten yuan, I'm leaving the old lady."

Ten yuan to buy a few tattered books, the old lady happily showed the only remaining tooth in her mouth, "Come back tomorrow, I still have a lot of these books at home, and I will sell them to you."

Han Xiaoxiao agreed vaguely, and went straight to Song TCM doctor after coming out of the bookstore.It was already dark at this time, and the aroma of various meals wafted from the chimneys of every household. Xiaoxiao quickened her pace, not wanting to affect the life order of her master's family because of her playfulness.

It was fine during the day, and there were buildings to use as a reference so as not to get lost. Now after dark, Xiaoxiao felt that the houses around her looked the same. She only remembered that there was a poplar forest in front of the Song Chinese Medicine House, but it was so dark that she couldn't tell the direction at all.

After she realized that she had gone astray, a bright North Star had already popped up in the southwestern sky.

(End of this chapter)