Midnight, that house.
The old and dilapidated two-entry courtyard was completely dark, with only a little light in the main room in the backyard.
Na Qingyuan sat at the Eight Immortals table with a frown on his face.
There was a lamp like a bean on the table. Under the dim and gloomy light, the old man's face was bright and dark, disappearing and appearing, which was extremely strange.
“Uh~”
Suddenly, the old man groaned in pain, and hit the lame leg with his fist several times. He hit it very hard, making a banging sound, as if he was going to break the leg.
Ever since his leg was injured, it would ache and itch every time it is cloudy or rainy. The pain and itch that goes deep into the bone marrow is so torturous that it would be better to saw the leg off. some.
"Please bear with it a little longer, Dad."
Na Dongzhen, who had been staying awake with her father, suddenly walked out of the darkness. She was holding a piece of dog skin plaster in her hand. It was Chu. Heng specially asked for it from Mr. Tang, which could relieve the old man's symptoms.
I took a lot of them at that time, but after using them now, this is the only one left.
Na Dongzhen put the plaster on the oil lamp and baked it for a while. After it was hot, she squatted down in front of Na Qingyuan and carefully applied the somewhat hot plaster to a hideous scar on his calf, saying to herself He muttered to himself: "We've run out of plaster. Come over later, Brother Tsuneko, I'll ask him if he can get some more."
"Hey , You can’t say whether our family has a good fate or a bad fate.”
“I can’t tell you. You know Brother Hengzi, a person who values love and justice, and you can say it’s good, but... "
Na Qingyuan was expressionless as he listened to his daughter's nagging. His eyes full of vicissitudes of life were staring at the oil lamp on the table, and he didn't know what he was thinking of writing.
After a while.
The dog-skin plaster took effect, and the pain and itching on his legs immediately subsided a lot. Qingyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his furrowed brows relaxed. He moved his eyes to look at the girl who was still nagging, and suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and cracked: " What time is it?”
Na Dongzhen subconsciously raised her wrist to check the time, but suddenly remembered that her watch had been taken away, so she came to the wall with an oil lamp and looked up. He glanced at the tattered clock hanging on the wall and said: "It's half past one."
The old man showed a smile on his face: "Boy Chu is coming soon, go and take out the tea leaves I have hidden and brew them." Pot."
"Oh."
When she thought of Chu Heng, Na Dongzhen felt much better. She responded with a smile and ran to the chest of drawers. Gerry took out a small jar of tea.
I don't know what's going on, but this girl is talking a lot today. She has tea in her hands and her mouth is not idle: "Hey, it's a pity that there is no Longjing anymore. Brother Hengzi likes to drink that the most. I don't know what he can do with this towel." Can’t like it?”
“Don’t listen to him blindly Shit, he's just a wild boar who can't eat fine chaff. Even if you give him two leaves to drink, he can't drink it. He couldn't help but roll his eyes, and the smile on his lips became even thicker.
“Pfft!”
Na Dongzhen laughed out loud, turned around and rolled his eyes at me: “If Brother Hengzi hears you talking about him like that, he will definitely get angry with you.”
"Go in a hurry." Qingyuan curled his lips and touched the pipe stem on the table.
At this time, Na Dongzhen came over with an aluminum teapot and put it on the table, and asked curiously: "Dad, why are you looking for Brother Hengzi today?"
"You will know later." Then The old man kept a secretive look on his face.
"You are so successful, why are you kissing your daughter without telling me?" Na Dongzhen wrinkled her nose unhappily.
“Dong dong dong!”
At this moment, a very light knock on the door suddenly came into the house.
"Brother Hengzi is here."
Na Dongzhen didn't care about being angry anymore, walked quickly to the door, picked up an old oil-paper umbrella leaning on the door frame and ran out. Chu Heng, who was mercilessly slapped on the face by the cold icy rain, was almost frozen like a dog at this time. He was standing outside the gate of the house shivering with his arms folded, his handsome pale face was wet. One piece, the upper and lower teeth were chattering, and it was very rhythmic, clanging like a telegraph.
It must be said that this is a peaceful era. If the Anti-Japanese War had stopped, he would have been arrested and whipped a few times for interrogation.
“Squeak!”
The courtyard door was finally pushed open, and a cheerful Na Dongzhen poked her head out of the door. Seeing that it was Chu Heng, she quickly opened the door: "Come in quickly, brother."
" But I'm freezing to death." Chu Heng quickly pushed his bicycle into the courtyard, and after setting it up behind the door, he ran into the courtyard.
"Slow down, don't fall!" Na Dongzhen followed closely with a worried face, like a little daughter-in-law who cares about her husband.
Soon.
The two came to the main room.
When Chu Heng entered the room, he took a big sip of the tea that Qingyuan had poured in advance, and then began to say: "Sir, I have suffered a lot in order to keep your appointment. If you don't take your That three-legged tripod made of gold and silver from the Warring States period can't make up for the trauma I suffered in my soul!"
"I'll give it to you later," Qingyuan continued with a smile. Had a cup of tea.
“Then it’s settled, let’s pull the hook and hang ourselves.”
Chu Heng didn’t take it seriously, and stretched out his little finger with a smile.
"Are you a kid wearing crotchless pants? You even pull the hook." Qingyuan rolled his eyes at him speechlessly.
"Who says adults can't pull hooks?" Chu Heng took another sip of tea, then straightened his face and said, "Hey, by the way, sir, I have something to discuss with you."
"Don't worry." Then Qingyuan clicked on his cigarette pot and said, "I also have something to discuss with you. You drink tea to warm yourself up first, and we'll talk about it later."
"What's the matter with you?" Chu Heng put down the tea cup and looked curiously. past.
"Drink tea first, and then talk after you finish it." Na Qingyuan waved his pipe.
“Tsk, you old man is really interesting.” Chu Heng picked up the teacup with a helpless expression, drank the hot tea in a few sips, smashed it and said, “It’s done, you say it. .”
"Why do you say you are in a hurry?"
Na Qingyuan shook his head with a dumb smile, then picked up the flashlight on the table, stood up and walked out: "Come with me."
"Well Going?" Chu Heng followed with some confusion.
Under Dongzhen's resentful eyes, the two of them came out of the house holding an umbrella and went straight to the second east wing of the backyard.
This room was originally the old man's collection room, but for some reasons, it has always been empty.
There are not many furnishings in the room. There is a bookshelf on the south wall, ancient bookshelves on the east and north walls, and a huanghuali round table in the middle. Judging from the shape, it should be from the mid-Qing Dynasty.
“Why did you lead me to this room?” Chu Heng looked at the dark room and touched the light cord, but after pulling it several times, there was no response: “Is your light bulb broken?”< br>
“The light is not broken, the electricity "It's embarrassing." Na Qingyuan sneered and put the opened flashlight on the table, came to the book shelf on the north wall, and greeted him: "Come here, help me."
"What are you doing." ?" Chu Heng walked over curiously.
“Move this.” Na Qingyuan pointed at the middle section of the split rack.
"Did you hide something? Is there a secret room?" Chu Heng stepped forward with some excitement, and worked together with him to pull out the middle section of the ancient shelf.
Immediately I saw that there was a secret door on the wall blocked by the Bogu rack!