Chapter 21 He'll be alright.
This is a letter her mother wrote to Su Mianzhi, in which she mentioned a place name that everyone is familiar with—Penglai Island.
"Penglai Island?" Su Meng murmured, her mind racing.
Unfortunately, her mother passed away when she was eight years old, and her father also disappeared that same year.
She knew very little about her parents' past and was unable to uncover its mysteries.
She never dwells on things she can't understand.
The fact that one of my father's books appeared here suggests that there must be other things of his as well.
Sure enough, she found two more books by Su Mianzhi on mechanical mechanics, as well as several handwritten copies.
Su Meng gritted her teeth inwardly, thinking about finding an opportunity to send some more "gifts" to Zhong Cuilin and Shen Wuyang.
Without a doubt, they must have thrown these things out.
How shameless and audacious must a pair of robbers and bandits be to act so recklessly?
Because of Su Mianzhi's books, Su Meng practically moved the mountain of books in the junkyard to a new location.
"Wow! You're still looking for books. That's amazing!"
Nie Pingting came over for a look, made a few jokes, and then went off to search for "treasure".
Su Meng wanted to see if there were any of Su Mianzhi's belongings inside.
Her obsessive-compulsive disorder flared up again.
She tirelessly searched for treasures among the piles of books.
Suddenly, my fingernail scraped against something hard.
She was stunned.
Through the scratches on her fingernails, she discovered that the small wooden box she had used as a stepping stone for her mountain of books was actually made of Phoebe zhennan wood.
Inside was a small medicine pot with only half a handle remaining.
Below the small medicine pot, ten scalpels of varying sizes and lengths lay side by side, gleaming and white.
Su Meng was overjoyed, as she, a non-medical worker, would not have been able to purchase such a complete set of tools.
She must have been favored by God this time.
Su Meng carefully took out a scalpel from the leather case. When she pulled hard, she was surprised to find that there was a hidden space under the layer where the scalpel was placed.
What could it be?
Thinking of Nie Pingting's jade ring, my heart couldn't help but race.
Su Meng looked around carefully and then gently lifted the wooden board covered with velvet.
It turned out to be two thin medical books.
A single drop of dark red blood on the cover of a medical book is shocking.
In the corner of the book, a familiar symbol caught my eye.
She... froze!
My heart is racing!
Trembling!
She touched the familiar symbol in disbelief, her vision gradually blurring.
In just a moment, she calmed down.
Su Meng tilted her head back and took a few deep breaths, gripping the medical book tightly with both hands, trying to calm herself down.
She couldn't afford to make wild guesses and throw herself into a panic.
My grandfather's medical books ended up in a junkyard; they might have been stolen.
That drop of blood was probably just an accidental stain.
He'll be fine.
Then, she found her grandfather's unique mark at the bottom of the box.
This box belongs to my maternal grandfather.
I don't know how I ended up here.
She was no longer calm!
My fingers traced the sign, and tears gradually blurred my vision.
Could it be... could it be that something really happened to Grandpa?
Otherwise, he would not have left his medicine box, which he considered his lifeblood, and he would not have been gone for more than ten years without a trace.
Even when his mother passed away, not a single person from his maternal grandfather's family showed up.
them……
"Sigh!" Su Meng sighed sadly.
"Sister Su, have you made your choice?"
Hearing Nie Pingting's voice suddenly, Su Meng was startled.
Send the box into the space.
Composing herself, she emerged from the pile of books, clutching the selected books and newspapers, and nervously looked at Nie Pingting, "I've chosen. What about you?"
Nie Pingting waved the object in her hand and opened it with a "snap." "I picked out a folding fan. Do you think it's pretty?"
Seeing her natural expression, Su Meng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Beautiful!"
She didn't want to show her vulnerable side in front of others.
She didn't want anyone to see her stealing the medicine box.
The old man guarding the scrap yard was practically welded to the recliner at the entrance, holding a newspaper in one hand and a pipe in the other.
Hearing footsteps, he casually pointed to the scale next to him and said, "Weigh yourself."
Su Meng glanced at him and counted, "Thirty-six jin."
"Three cents and six cents." He said calmly, without even glancing at them.
Su Meng slowly exhaled, her heart, which had been pounding, gradually calming down.
The old man definitely didn't know she took the box, don't panic!
"The money is here."
Seeing that the old man was still covering his face with a newspaper in one hand and holding a pipe in the other, Su Meng consciously placed the money on the small table next to him.
Once they were quite a distance from the recycling station, Su Meng felt completely relieved.
"I really envy that old man's job. He has both free time and money." Nie Pingting played with her folding fan, tilted her head and said seriously, "When I graduate, I'll beg my dad to find me a job like that."
Hehe! Maybe one day I'll get lucky and strike it rich.
Su Meng nodded in agreement, "Great idea! Don't forget to take me with you then!"
The two chatted and laughed as they returned to Yangliu Lane.
After finishing her meal, Nie Pingting lingered in the living room reading.
Su Meng slipped into the kitchen to help her grandmother wash the dishes.
"Grandma, when your uncle came back, did he mention anything about Grandpa's condition?"
The old woman laughed and slapped Su Menglai's hand away as she washed the dishes, saying, "Your little uncle didn't even have time to say anything."
In such a hurry, they didn't even finish a sip of water.
She only told me to take good care of you.
Su Meng asked in confusion, "Grandma, who gave you that note?"
“Your uncle. He always shows up in a hurry, gives instructions, and then leaves.”
"That's strange, why didn't my uncle come to see me in person? Is he afraid I'll cling to him?"
Upon hearing this, the old woman gave her a reproachful glare.
Her usually smiling face turned serious. "Xiao Meng, don't even think about it. Your uncle definitely has something more important to do."
"..." Su Meng nodded, then, thinking of the box, leaned closer and asked, "Grandma, do you think something happened to my grandfather? Otherwise, why haven't we heard from him all these years?"
The old woman paused for a moment, then said, word by word, "He'll definitely be alright! God will protect good people."
Su Meng: "......"
The only fear is that good people don't live long, while evil ones live for a thousand years.
Clearly, Grandma wasn't very clear about her maternal grandfather's family affairs either.
That night, Su Meng first went back to her space to read books on planting, and then put what she learned into practice.
Fortunately, time flows ten times faster inside the space than outside.
After she finished hoeing and sowing, her back aching, and checked Zhong Wanrou's belongings, it was already five in the morning.
Su Meng simply rested in the space.
I vaguely heard a knock on the door.
Half-asleep, Su Meng turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.
The little black ball can probably hear sounds from outside space.
It paced anxiously around Su Meng's bedside, scratching the ground with its paws and making a series of broken noises.
Su Meng was extremely annoyed and got out of bed.
I glanced at my watch. "It's only 5:10. Who's disturbing my sleep so early?"
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