Chapter 419 What a coincidence, I am also from Shangyang
Yu Wanqing never thought that one day she would enter the British Museum in another time and space.
In fact, she did not tell Huo Lanci that she came here today not only to see these cultural relics, but also because of a mission.
She wanted to try her luck and see if she could meet the noble lady that the hotel staff had talked about privately.
If I could successfully approach this person, it might be faster to find out about Jiang Ying from her.
Looking at the treasures belonging to China quietly placed here, Yu Wanqing thought of the fleeting years and how these treasures were taken away from their homeland for such a long time and could not find their way home.
I think of some cultural relics that were broken into pieces and disappeared in the long river of history.
Thinking of this, she felt very uncomfortable.
She stopped in front of a pillow with an inscription from the Cizhou kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty, and her eyes slowly fell on the words "Homeland, Eternal Peace".
Looking at these words, she thought of the mass graves discovered in China.
Think of those who died during that dark time.
Thinking of the martyrs who came one after another.
Their most sincere wish is that their country and family will be forever safe.
They shed blood and tears, and what they pray for is nothing more than the stability of their country and the peace of their people.
Long lasting peace.
A kind voice sounded from Yu Wanqing's side: "No one understands the meaning of these words better than us Chinese."
Yu Wanqing turned around upon hearing this and found a kind elderly lady standing beside her, her gentle gaze fixed on the pillow.
She had a smile on her lips, and when she looked at the porcelain pillow, it was as if she was looking at an old friend she had known for a long time.
She said: "When I first saw it, I wanted to cry and take it back and hide it."
Many years have passed since the museum opened to the public, and she often comes here to take a look.
Looking at them is like seeing familiar relatives.
Yu Wanqing nodded: "I feel the same way. I want to take them home."
The old lady smiled and said, "Given time, I believe it will happen."
She looked at those words with a firm look in her eyes: "Only when our country and family are safe can we rest assured."
When China becomes strong, they will definitely return home.
"I also believe that they will come home." After saying that, Yu Wanqing nodded to the old lady and turned to look at other babies.
The old lady looked at Yu Wanqing's back as she left and said to a young woman following behind her, "I didn't expect to meet someone from my hometown here."
It has been decades since Japan set, and to her, all Chinese are her fellow countrymen.
The young woman is the old woman's servant.
Her grandparents are both Chinese, but she was born in the UK, and has no sense of belonging to China. She even thinks it is a backward and incompetent country.
After listening to the old lady's words, she smiled and said, "Old lady, we should go back."
The old lady glanced at Anna and said nothing, but continued to go shopping. She was the lady of the house, and no one dared to make decisions for her.
She can go back whenever she wants.
Anna saw this and her face changed slightly: “Old lady.”
The old lady stopped and gave Anna a cold look: "Shut up and don't bother me."
"I don't like people who gossip. Starting tomorrow, you don't have to stay with me anymore."
Neither Yu Wanqing nor the old lady had expected that after walking around, they would meet again in front of the dragon-patterned glazed tiles.
The old lady walked up to Yu Wanqing, stood side by side with her, and suddenly asked, "Is she pretty?"
Yu Wanqing nodded: "Beautiful."
Even if it is cut, it is still breathtakingly beautiful.
The old lady said: "It looks better when it is complete. I have a photo of it when it was complete at home."
She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the dragon-patterned glazed brick from a distance.
"Back then, my wife's great-grandfather visited the Western Province and took photos of it throughout its entire period."
Thinking of how it ended up here, the old lady's eyes were filled with resentment: "Child, sometimes, the badness of outsiders is not enough to hurt you, but the badness of your own family is the worst."
Yu Wanqing knew the story of the dragon-patterned colored glaze bricks and understood what the old lady meant. She hummed and said, "Those are not our family members. They are thieves."
After meeting each other twice, the old lady couldn't help but feel fond of Yu Wanqing and invited her to visit the China Pavilion together.
Yu Wanqing agreed readily.
When the two left the British Museum, it started snowing outside again.
The old lady invited Yu Wanqing to have a cup of coffee.
Anna wanted to speak up to stop her, but the old lady glared back at her.
Looking at the thick snow on the street outside, the old lady took a sip of coffee and then asked the young girl sitting opposite her: "The winter when the sun never sets is colder than the winter in Shangyang, China."
Yu Wanqing looked at the old lady and asked, "Are you from Shangyang?"
The old lady smiled and nodded: "Yes, I am from Shangyang."
"I haven't told anyone that I'm from Shangyang for a long time." The old lady sighed: "I've been here for decades, and when people mention me, they always say I'm from London."
She smiled bitterly: "I studied here when I was young and never thought about settling down here."
After she finished speaking, she realized that she had said too much in front of a strange girl.
"I haven't met fellow Chinese in a long time. They talk a lot."
Yu Wanqing shook her head: "I feel very happy chatting with you."
"What a coincidence. I'm also from Shangyang."
The old lady was really shocked this time. She opened her mouth and forced a smile: "Really, you are from Shangyang too?"
"When did you come to London?"
Yu Wanqing said: "I have been in London for some time."
She glanced at the old lady, trying to find a familiar look on her face.
The more I watched, the more frightened I became.
What kind of clichéd plot is this that can't be avoided? When I came to the British Empire, I met someone who looked like my grandmother.
"You said you are from Shangyang, where in Shangyang are you from?" After the old lady calmed down, there was a hint of scrutiny in her eyes.
Everything is too coincidental.
It was such a coincidence, as if someone had deliberately arranged for this little girl to be close to him.
After all, it was no secret that she frequently visited the British Museum.
Yu Wanqing described the location of her grandfather's house: "When I was a child, I loved playing under that century-old tree. Every time the sun went down, there would be many children playing nearby."
"Adults would keep a closer eye on the trees, worrying that the children would go play by the river near the old tree."
The area around the old tree used to be the Ye family manor, and this tree was planted by the ancestor of the Ye family.
After the land was shared, the walls of the manor were demolished, and the children had the opportunity to play in the once magnificent Ye family manor.
What was once a flower field is now planted with crops.
Yu Wanqing dug out a very interesting thing from the depths of her memory. She smiled and said, "My brother and I dug up a locked wooden box under an old tree."
The old lady smiled calmly and asked curiously, "What's in it?"
"I don't know. We don't have the key and can't open it." Yu Wanqing sighed and said, "My brother put the iron box back to its original place and buried it again."
"My brother said that there must be something meaningful hidden inside, maybe a little secret. The locked boxes should wait for their owners to come back."