"I have other things to do, so I'll talk to you later."

After saying that, Zhao Xinmeng hung up the phone and hurriedly took the wooden box from the movers.

“These are my grandmother’s things. I haven’t seen them for many years.”

“My grandmother always treasured this wooden box and never let me touch it, afraid that I would lose it.”

"She kept talking about the wooden box that suddenly disappeared before she died!"

"It must have been hidden so well that even she herself couldn't find it in the end..."

Looking at the precious wooden box that had been lost and found again.

After the initial joy, Zhao Xinmeng stroked the wooden box and said with a sad expression.

His words made all the audience realize the truth.

The girl then wanted to open the box to see what secrets were hidden inside.

However, they found that the wooden box was tightly locked with its own brass lock and could not be opened at all.

As for the key to the wooden box, it has naturally been lost long ago.

"These are my grandmother's belongings. Could you please help me open them? Please try not to damage the box."

Left with no other option, Zhao Xinmeng took the wooden box to a locksmith for help.

"This looks like an old item; the lock is quite old, and it might be difficult to open."

After carefully examining the wooden box in front of him, at the woman's request...

The locksmith, after much effort, finally managed to slowly open the long-sealed wooden box.

The moment the wooden box was opened.

The woman, the locksmith, and the audience.

Their eyes were fixed on the gaps in the wooden box.

I was curious and wanted to see what was hidden inside.

Gold and silver jewelry? Banknotes and savings books?

Or perhaps a priceless property deed or land title...

However, unexpectedly...

There are two layers inside the box.

On the upper layer were oval, shiny red beads.

Perhaps due to the erosion of time, some of the beads have shrunk and wrinkled.

On the next layer of the wooden box, there was a thick stack of yellowed letters.

Furthermore, the words "Shen Peilan" and "Dongsheng University" were faintly visible on the envelope.

"What are these red beans? Could they be beads made of rubies?"

"You make oval-shaped beads like this?"

"They're all wrinkled and withered, so they're definitely not jade or anything like that. They're clearly seeds or fruits of some kind of plant!"

"It looks like red beans..."

"Why put so many red beans in such an exquisite wooden box?"...

Staring at the scene that suddenly changed on the stage.

The same question immediately popped into the minds of all the onlookers.

“I remember now, my grandma seemed to have mentioned to me that there are red beans in here that you can’t eat.”

"But why did she put so many red beans in it?"

"And she's kept it as a treasure for so long..."

The girl's words on stage confirmed the true nature of these red beads.

These are red beans that have undergone special preservation treatment.

Furthermore, the name "Shen Peilan" on the envelope was the same as the name of her maternal grandmother who had passed away many years ago.

After learning that the wooden box did not contain priceless jewelry or property deeds.

Zhao Xinmeng did not show any disappointment on her face.

Instead, I became even more curious about the origin of these almost perfectly preserved red beans.

So she picked up the stack of letters that had long since turned yellow.

Start with the letter at the very bottom, and carefully unfold the yellowed pages.

As the camera zoomed in.

On one of the envelopes, a blurry, ink-wash-like postmark bearing the date "Republic of China Year 21" is faintly visible.

And the inscription reads, “Gu Yunzhou sends this to Peilan from the front lines in Shenyang, hoping to stay together forever.”