"Do you think my formula is so easy to get?" She raised her eyebrows, looking a little proud.
Sun Yu thought that he could threaten her with the iron box, and asked her to write down the recipe and the method of extracting herbs.
It's just a big dream!
Although the formula cannot be changed, there are many ways to preserve the medicinal properties and increase the concentration of the herbs.
If she just writes a few random numbers, the formula will never be able to meet the requirements she has researched.
It may even cause an explosion due to improper operation.
In short, she will not let that bastard Sun Yu get away with it.
Seeing his wife's expression, Qin Yan also understood.
I couldn't help but laugh and said, "I underestimated Doctor Ning."
"That's right, don't be a fool if you want free money." Ning Xi raised his eyebrows.
"That makes sense, but what are you looking for this for now?" Qin Yan looked at the iron box in her hand again.
"My father just told me that my grandfather was also a doctor. He also left a handwritten medical book for my mother. I was wondering if this was it." Ning Xi raised the iron box in his hand.
"Then I'll go to the garage and get the pliers to help you open it." Qin Yan said when he saw the lock on the iron box.
Before Ning Xi could answer, she heard Yin Xiaoan's voice coming from the stairs, "Xiao Xi?"
They hurriedly turned around and saw Yin Xiaoan putting on an outer coat and slowly coming down the stairs, holding the handrail.
"Dad!" Ning Xi was a little worried.
Qin Yan quickly walked over and supported him.
Yin Xiaoan glanced at him and walked down with confidence.
"Did you find it?" Yin Xiaoan walked down and asked.
"I found it. This is what my sister insisted on giving to me. I don't know what it is, but it might be one of my grandfather's handwritten medical books." Ning Xi showed him the iron box in her hand.
Yin Xiaoan nodded slightly.
Hearing his voice, Shuo Shuo also came out of the restaurant, "Grandpa."
"Good boy." Yin Xiaoan sat down on the sofa and stretched out his hand to Shuo Shuo.
Shuo Shuo came to his side, and then he looked at Ning Xi and said, "Then open it and take a look."
"I'll get the tools." Qin Yan said, and hurried to the garage to get the toolbox, and used pliers to cut the small padlock.
After removing the broken lock, he opened the lid of the iron box and found that the things inside were wrapped in a yellowed newspaper.
When Ning Xi opened the paper package, she saw three notebooks and another wrapped object inside.
The three notebooks are also different. Two of them look quite old, the kind with yellow covers and red letters from the 1960s and 1970s. The other one has a faded photo of a bird printed on it, and looks like a notebook from the 1990s.
Yin Xiaoan immediately recognized it and said, "That's your sister's notebook!"
His tone and eyes suddenly became excited.
Upon hearing this, Ning Xi handed him the diary with the photo printed on it.
Yin Xiaoan continued lovingly, stroking it gently and saying, "Yes, this is the notebook I gave her before I left, as a gift for her to prepare for school."
Unexpectedly, after so many years, he was able to get the notebook he gave to his daughter. Yin Xiaoan's eyes immediately turned red and he cried with joy.
"Dad..." Ning Xi and Qin Yan looked at him and couldn't help but feel touched.
"Grandpa, don't cry." Shuo Shuo raised his hand to wipe his tears.
Yin Xiaoan quickly raised his hand to wipe it and said, "Okay, Grandpa, don't cry, Grandpa, don't cry."
Having said that, he still touched the notebook tenderly, as if he was caressing his daughter's little face again.
Ning Xi took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, and opened another package. She found two letters inside, one very thick and the other very thin. There was nothing written on the thick letter paper, but on the thin one, there were four words written: "Qinci Xiaoan".
Ning Xi and Qin Yan were both stunned, then looked at each other.
"Dad." Ning Xi handed him the letter.
Yin Xiaoan looked up and saw the handwriting on the letter. His heart ached again and his eyes became wet again.
"It's your mother's handwriting..."
As he spoke, he took the letter tremblingly, his heart pounding with emotion.
Because he didn't know under what circumstances Ning Tang would write to him.
Ning Xi and Qin Yan also wanted to know, so they couldn't help but walk behind him and watch him open the yellowed letter.
——Yin Xiaoan.
——I don’t know if you can see this letter. I hope you can, but I’m sorry, I can’t wait for you...
The letter was written by Ning Tang before her death. She knew why Yin Xiaoan disappeared, and she had always hoped that he would come back alive. Even at this moment, she hoped that he was still alive.
——Xiaoan, I have kept everything you gave me. It is in that envelope.
——Yin Xiaoan, I am very happy that I am the only one who knows your name.
——Don’t be sad, because I am proud of you.
——Yueyue, Xixi, live a good life with daddy in the future. By the way, actually your names are not just Ningyue and Ningxi, but Yin Ningyue and Yin Ningxi.
——Hehe, does it sound good?
——It was named by my mother!
The last sentence was written by Ning Tang to Ning Xi and her sister.
Ning Xi never thought that her mother would leave such a letter.
By the end, she was already in Qin Yan's arms, crying uncontrollably. The originally vague impression became clear in her mind.
Although her mother had always been sick since she could remember, her eyes were gentle and her face was always smiling when she faced her sisters.
Yin Xiaoan was trembling all over, and he felt so heartbroken looking at every word in the letter that he couldn't bear it any more.
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