Chapter 149 Treasure House
"You know?" Gu Ningwei frowned, turned his head, and stared at Han Que with sharp eyes.
He knew that Han Que and Jiang Jin grew up together and were childhood sweethearts. There must be a tacit understanding between them that outsiders could not know.
"Well, if I guess correctly, he must have left that thing with Grandma Jiang." Han Que said affirmatively.
"Oh, why do you think so? What basis do you have for it?" Gu Ningwei asked.
"Don't worry about it for now, turn back and let's go to my old house." Han said, she didn't care about the smile on Gu Ningwei's lips.
"You can't turn around on the overpass. We have to go to the next intersection." Gu Ningwei sneered softly, "Don't worry..."
"Well, no, we have to hurry. I'm worried..." She bit her lip and paused, "If they can find Grandma Jiang's house, they will definitely go there. It will be too late if we are late."
Gu Ningwei's face darkened and he said nothing. He stepped on the accelerator to speed up.
The traffic was congested during rush hour and the car in front was moving at a snail's pace.
Gu Ningwei pursed his lips and ordered Han Que: "Hold the handle tightly." After that, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car turned left and right, weaving between the gaps between vehicles like a dragon.
Sometimes he would speed up and squeeze into other people's lines, sometimes he would stand in front of other people's cars and squeeze through the gaps between the vehicles.
There was a burst of curses coming from behind their car, but Gu Ningwei kept a sullen face and pretended not to hear them.
"Gu Ningwei, you will lose all your points if you drive like this. Let's see what you can do." Han looked at his silent face with a slightly fierce look in his eyes, and complained with a smile.
She desperately grasped the handle by the car window and said, "Don't be so anxious. I'm just guessing. People may not remember Grandma Jiang..."
"I still have your driver's license to help me deduct points. Anyway, you can't drive for the time being..." Gu Ningwei suddenly chuckled, and his cold expression relaxed a little.
"Yes, I can't drive anymore, so the car I bought was a waste." Han thought of the Tesla he ordered for her and sighed.
The salesperson called her yesterday and told her that the car had arrived and asked her to pick it up. However, Gu Ningwei would not drive her for at least the next few months, so she could only rely entirely on Gu Ningwei for travel.
She was already not able to move freely, and she fell today. Gu Ningwei would never let her move alone again.
"How can it be a waste of money? After you give birth to the baby, you can drive, right? Then it will be convenient for you to visit your mother." Gu Ningwei looked at her again, his expression relaxed slightly, and he gradually slowed down the car.
His mood gradually relaxed, and the discomfort in his heart disappeared.
No matter what happened before, now they are one.
It was already late, and a lonely electric pole stood at the entrance of the alley. A dark red moon hung on the crisscrossing wires.
Gu Ningwei locked the car door and got out. He walked over to help Han Que get out of the car and asked worriedly, "Is your foot okay?"
"It's okay, I can walk."
"Damn, this alley is so dark, there's not even a street light." Gu Ningwei supported Han Que as they walked, taking one step deep and one step shallow, fearing that she would sprain her ankle again.
"There was one, but it's probably broken." Han Que replied, and then reminded Gu Ningwei, "Don't worry about me. I've been walking since I was a child. I can walk back with my eyes closed. Just watch your step."
As soon as they reached the entrance of the yard, they heard Grandma Jiang's loud and angry scolding coming from inside.
"You little bastard, you rummaged through everything and didn't even pack up your things after you left... God bless you all, you'll all die a miserable death..."
Han was shocked. She and Gu Ningwei looked at each other, and Gu Ningwei pushed open the gate.
There were no lights on in the yard, and it was dark. The only light was the moonlight coming from the sky above.
The small yard looked as if it had been looted, with all sorts of junk piled on the ground, worn-out tables and chairs toppled over and blocked the doorway, and clothes hanging on bamboo poles torn off and dropped to the ground.
Grandma Jiang stood in the middle of the yard, hunched over, struggling to turn over the bamboo baskets scattered on the ground.
Gu Ningwei hurried forward, took the bamboo basket from her hand, turned it over easily, gathered the sundries inside, and put them back in the basket.
Grandma Jiang raised her head and stared at him for a few seconds, moved her lips, but said nothing.
Han walked in step by step, holding on to the wall, and called out, "Grandma Jiang." He fumbled for the light switch on the wall and turned on the light.
With a click, the electric light above the courtyard gate lit up, flickering a dim light.
Grandma Jiang turned around and saw that it was Han Que. She breathed a sigh of relief and turned around without saying a word to continue cleaning up the mess on the floor.
Old wood, moldy paper boxes, greasy bamboo baskets, and stacks of old newspapers and plastic bags, the air was filled with the smell of decay.
Gu Ningwei frowned, then raised his head to look at Han Que.
Han was used to it. She squatted on the ground, sorting the newspapers and waste paper, and said to Grandma Jiang: "This is my boyfriend, and also a good friend of Jiang Jin. We came to see you."
"Look at me?" Grandma Jiang's hoarse voice emerged from her leaky lips. She snorted heavily a few times. "Just now, a group of people came and said they wanted to see me, but they turned the yard upside down... Hey."
Seeing that someone was helping, Grandma Jiang stopped being busy. She sighed, took a small stool and sat down.
Han also found a small stool, brought it to her and sat down next to her.
Grandma Jiang glared at her with her cloudy eyes for a few seconds and began to admonish her, "Pregnant women shouldn't sit on small stools. Don't fall."
Han's face felt slightly hot. He nodded and went to the kitchen to find a stool to sit against the wall.
Both of them were watching Gu Ningwei sorting out the miscellaneous items in the yard one by one, without saying a word.
After a while, Han Que asked in a low voice: "When did Jiang Jin come back?"
Grandma Jiang looked up at her and muttered, "It's been a while. One night he came back in a hurry and said he was hungry. He asked me to make him some noodles..."
The old lady was muttering and sighing, as if she was complaining but also feeling distressed. However, Han listened silently and patiently beside her until Gu Ningwei had cleaned up all the debris and swept the floor.
He walked to the sink, found a piece of soap, and washed his hands. The water was running. Grandma Jiang stared at him intently and asked after a while, "Who do you say he is? Is he Jiang Jin's friend?"
Han nodded and said, "Yes, it's a friend Jiang Jin met when he was studying abroad. They have a very good relationship."
Grandma Jiang frowned and thought for a while, then asked, "Were those people who came last night sent by him?"
Gu Ningwei, who was washing his hands, froze. He turned around and looked at Han Que.
Han shook his head and said, "No, those people are Jiang Jin's enemies. They want to harm him."
Grandma Jiang nodded and said to herself, "Oh, no wonder."
Han then winked at Gu Ningwei.
Gu Ningwei understood what was going on. He took out a cigarette and a lighter and said to Han Que, "I'm going to smoke at the gate. You can chat with grandma slowly."
After saying that, he pushed open the gate and stood at the entrance of the alley smoking.
Grandma Jiang sat on a small stool, staring at the debris in the yard in a daze. Han was not in a hurry either. She was also waiting silently by the side.
After a while, Grandma Jiang spoke up, "Those people came to ask me if I knew where Jiang Jin had gone. I said I didn't know, but they didn't believe me. I was telling the truth. I didn't know where he had gone in the first place. After he went to college, he rarely came back to live. He usually lived in the school and only came back during the winter and summer vacations. I knew he didn't come back for me, but because..."
She turned her head and glanced at Han Que.
Han lowered his head, pinching the corner of his shirt, and whispered: "Grandma, that's already in the past, let's not talk about it..."
Grandma Jiang said, "The past is the past. I don't think he did anything wrong."
Han listened to her proud and confident tone and smiled bitterly. This was the Grandma Jiang she was familiar with. She only had her grandson in her eyes. Her grandson was the only one hundred percent right. If her grandson let others down, it must be the fault of others.
Han didn't want to argue with an old lady who was almost 80 years old, so he just nodded and said, "He's not wrong..."
Grandma Jiang sighed, "I told him he didn't do anything wrong, but he just wouldn't listen. He always felt like he'd let people down and felt guilty. He's really stupid. Who wouldn't let anyone down in this world? Didn't his parents let him down too? So what? He's still alive and well. If he had followed his parents, who knows what kind of worthless person he would have become..."
Han remained silent and had nothing to say. He listened to the old lady chattering about her grandson, but his heart was filled with anxiety.
She didn't dare to tell everyone that Jiang Jin had lost contact with everyone and his girlfriend was in the hands of those opponents. She was afraid that the old lady could not bear the blow and could not hold on.
But the old lady was undoubtedly wasting time by rambling on and on about trivial matters.
She was doubting her own judgment. Did Jiang Jin really not hide the information in this dilapidated yard and really not give the things to Grandma Jiang?
That's impossible. This is the only person she knows that Jiang Jin trusts absolutely.
Gu Ningwei finished his cigarette and pushed the door open again. He leaned casually against the door frame, looking around lazily and bored.
The old and dilapidated yard that he had renovated, even though it had just been cleaned, still had a smell of decay and decay. There was green moss in the corners, weeds growing out of the cracks in the floor tiles, a foul stench coming from the toilet, and I don’t know whether it was rats or cockroaches, wandering between the houses, making rustling sounds.
That is the unique breath of time in the old house.
Only the old tree with lush branches and leaves in the middle of the yard swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound.
Han looked up at the big tree and stared at it for a long time.
Grandma Jiang raised her head.
Grandma Jiang's words could be heard faintly in the corner. "Do you remember? Jiang Jin loved climbing this tree when he was little. Whenever he was disobedient and got beaten, he would hide in this tree and sleep on the trunk, forcing me to look for him everywhere..."
Han nodded, a look of melancholy on his face, and said softly, "Yes, back then, Brother Jiang Jin liked to hide all his treasures in that tree hole up there, like pictures and slingshots. What I remember most is that once he didn't do well on an exam, he hid his test paper in there. He said it was his secret treasure trove..."
She suddenly stopped talking, her heart pounding wildly. She turned her head and stared at Gu Ningwei with a sparkling look in her eyes.
Gu Ningwei over there seemed to have heard her words as well. The two looked at each other for a while. He slowly took out his cell phone and turned on the flashlight. The silver-white beam of light moved among the leaves until it shone on the hidden tree hole under the canopy.
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