Ruan Mianmian smiled awkwardly. She didn't want this to happen. She just forgot to change her clothes.
"Uncle, how about we go inside and talk?" Ruan Mianmian suggested. It was a bit awkward to stand at the door like this.
"Oh, oh, yeah, yeah. Look at me, I even forgot about that." The old man seemed to have just realized it and quickly moved aside, "Come in, come in."
Ruan Mianmian turned around and walked to the bicycle, picked up the two baskets hanging on the back seat, and followed the old man into the house.
The room where the old man lived was the innermost room in the yard. It should have been a woodshed in the past. Now it has been tidied up and has two single beds and a broken table.
There wasn't a single chair.
The room is small and low, and people feel depressed as soon as they walk in. It feels like they can't breathe.
On the single bed facing the door, there was a very pale young man lying down. He looked to be at least sixteen or seventeen years old.
Is this the 'little...grandson' that the grandfather mentioned?
Ruan Mianmian felt that she seemed to have misunderstood something. She thought that the little grandson was probably only six or seven years old, but she didn't expect that the little grandson from the grandfather's mouth was actually sixteen or seventeen years old.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
The old man originally wanted to have people sit down and talk, but when the words were about to come out of his mouth, he remembered that there was no chair to sit on in his house.
"Girl, please wait a moment." After saying that, the old man walked out of the room and came back with a small stool after a while.
"Sit down, sit down and talk." The old man handed the small stool to Ruan Mianmian. Seeing that she took it and sat down without hesitation, he continued, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, but this is the only condition at home now."
"It's okay, I understand." Ruan Mianmian didn't mean to despise her. She had been to places with worse conditions before, and she didn't despise them.
"Girl, thank you so much. You don't know, when I took Aze to the hospital this morning, the doctor said that if it was any later, his life would really not be saved." Speaking of this, the old man's face, which was still calm just now, suddenly became excited, "You are really the lifesaver of our family."
"Master, you are exaggerating. This is a fair trade. If we really want to talk about it, I am the one who got the better deal."
She got something worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars for just a few dozen dollars. Isn't that a great bargain?
Uncle Cong waved his hand, "That's not what I meant. That thing was definitely priceless in the past. But nowadays, it's a curse, not a blessing."
As he spoke, the old man couldn't hold back his tears anymore.
As if he had found an outlet to vent, the uncle told Ruan Mianmian everything that he and his family had experienced during that period.
It turned out that Uncle Congjun's ancestors were a well-known wealthy family in Lincheng. When the assets were at their peak, it was no exaggeration to say that half of Lincheng belonged to the Cong family.
However, later on, the country encountered difficulties, and those people who lived a good life invaded our country under the banner of Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Belt.
Basically every aristocratic family understands that if the skin is gone, the hair will fall off.
If their country is occupied by others, they will become slaves of a conquered nation.
Therefore, the older generation of the family, like many other aristocratic families, donated almost all of their wealth for revolution and resistance.
All that was left to future generations was the large courtyard where the old man lives now, and some jewelry and dowries in the hands of the women in the family.
Everyone knows what happened later. Although it was extremely difficult, we were the victorious party in the end.
The arrival of the new era has made everyone immersed in the joy of victory, feeling that all the hard work has paid off.
However, there is always a small group of people who are dark in their hearts and cannot bear to see others living a good life.
The Cong family had made great contributions during the war of resistance against Japan, and it was reasonable to ensure that their descendants would live in peace and security. However, a scumbag appeared in the family.
An uncle from a branch of the family, in order to get promoted at work and establish connections with certain people, took the initiative to inform others that the family was not as poor as it seemed and that they actually still had some treasures in their hands.
Money is a tempting thing. Thinking of the former wealth of the Cong family, those people also felt that the Cong family must have some treasures.
From then on, those people came to cause trouble for the family every now and then.
Because during the war of resistance, the family had made great contributions and was well-known among the old leaders. Therefore, those people did not dare to be too blatant, nor did they dare to kill them all at once.
Over the past few years, it has been like boiling a frog in warm water, with tests and pressure being applied little by little.
Uncle Cong had only one son and one daughter. His daughter married and moved away early in her life, and her son-in-law was also a capable man, which was out of reach for those people. Therefore, they put all their attention on Uncle Cong's son.
Because their methods were relatively covert, in the early years, they simply felt that their family seemed to be more prone to bad luck.
Either the son has problems at work, or the daughter-in-law is directly fired from the company.
It was not until his son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident that the uncle learned the truth about why his family had so many problems from the uncle's mouth. The uncle then realized that all the misfortunes in his family were caused by others. The purpose was to make them take the initiative to ask for help and hand over the treasures they had hidden.
However, in the eyes of those people, people from the Cong family value money more than their lives, so they simply found an opportunity and made a big profit.
The old man’s wife couldn’t accept the death of her son and daughter-in-law, and she collapsed all of a sudden. She passed away within two months.
From then on, only Grandpa Cong and Grandpa Congze were left in the Cong family.
In fact, unless someone specifically reminded him of it, the old man himself would not even remember that there was a treasure in his home that someone else wanted.
He basically donated all his fortune, leaving only this yard and some dowry jewelry in his wife's hands.
They had been living in the courtyard, but he really had no idea about the dowry jewelry. As a grown man, he had never asked about his wife's dowry jewelry.
When he left them here, he just picked a few things to keep as a souvenir, and never thought of spending them. Not to mention him, even his wife had long forgotten where she put these things.
But these things, which they themselves did not even remember, were remembered by others for several years, and even caused the lives of their family members to be lost.
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