Inherit the family's old shop

Chapter 4 The Red Leather Box
I nodded in response, "My name is Chen Jiujin. It's a vulgar name. The old man gave it to me. As for my hometown, it's in a valley in Heb Province. It's not very famous. I'm afraid you don't know much about it. have no idea!"

"Hmph, Chen Jiujin, it's not bad, it's not a vulgar name, it's a bit interesting!" The old cripple finished eating the cornbread in his hand, took out the cigarette stick from behind, lit it and smacked twice, suddenly I was stunned for a moment, "Boy, you said your surname is Chen."

"That's right, that's Er Dongchen!" I gestured.

The old cripple was stunned for a few seconds, then shook his head, with a jade cigarette holder dangling from his mouth, he was smoking a cigarette, but he didn't speak for a long time.

After I finished my meal, I cleaned up again like yesterday. The old man waved his hand at me and let me go. I just leaned over and the old cripple suddenly grabbed my hand. I dodged subconsciously, but that A pair of hard calloused hands and claws pulled me tightly like a vise.

"You...you are..." I was about to speak, the old cripple touched my fingers and squeezed, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, his brows were furrowed, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he finally calmed down. Let go.

"It's okay." The old lame man said, "Son, your old man is still here!"

I nodded in a daze, thinking why he asked me this, but the old cripple asked again, "How old is the old man at home!"

"I'm 88 this year!" I replied.

"88" The old cripple's face suddenly turned a little strange, "Boy, are you sure your old man will be 68 this year!"

"That's right, you can't go wrong with this, it's 88!"

"No, why is it 88!" The old cripple shook his head and muttered, "Could it be that I made a mistake!"

I feel more and more that I can't understand this old thing. Could it be that he knows my old man? up.The old cripple sighed, and the conversation suddenly changed, "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's talk about you, when are you going to leave!"

I was helpless at the time, it was useless to talk for a long time, why did I still want to send me away in the end, what did I do or did I provoke you?My tangle.

"After talking about it for a long time, it turns out that you still plan to drive me away!" I laughed helplessly, feeling an indescribable sense of desolation in my heart.

"Boy." The old cripple looked at me, "Go, you must go. This old house is not suitable for you. To be honest, do you feel at ease after entering the old house for the past few nights?"

As soon as the word "step" came out, the old cripple looked at the words and felt guilty. The dream I had last night was still lingering in my mind. My scalp is a little numb!
The old cripple sighed, "You have your difficulties, and I have mine too. There are some things I really can't tell you. Letting you go is really for your own good. The things in this old house, or don't Stick, if you stick to the tail, you can't take it off, and when the time comes, you might not be able to leave even if you want to!"

The old cripple frowned tightly, and his old bark-like face was unprecedentedly dignified. To be honest, I really thought he was trying to scare me to let me go, but after the dream last night, listening to the old cripple This is almost half-truth and half-false, and I really feel a little panicked in my heart.

I licked my lips, feeling a little guilty in my heart, but I couldn't help but ask one more question, "Master, please allow me to say more. Is there really something in this old house?"

"Boy, if you believe me, there is really something in it. If you don't believe me, hey, I won't say anything!" The old cripple smoked his cigarette and glanced at me with his black eyes, "This ghost thing In the beginning, if you believe it, you have it, and if you don’t believe it, you don’t believe it. Some people don’t believe it at the beginning, but when it comes to the critical point, even if you believe it, it’s too late. If you hear something, take it as fun , but if you see something, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to cry!"

The old cripple took a sip of his cigarette, stood up and stretched, and muttered, "Son, I've said everything I need to say, and it's up to you what to do!" I was stunned at the door for a while, and I have to say that the words of the old cripple really touched me a bit. This old house is indeed full of indescribable weirdness, the shadowy face in the mirror, the sealed things in the main hall house, and so on. I had the dream of offering sacrifices to the dead last night.
I didn't think there was anything involved in it at first, but because of what the old cripple said, I had to think a little more. When I went back to the room, I sat in front of the dressing table and looked at the broken copper mirror in front of me. It’s the same as the usual mirror, there’s almost no difference. The old cripple didn’t let me hold the copper mirror to the bed, and asked me to wrap it in a red cloth. Could it be that the dream last night had something to do with the strange things that the old cripple said? relation?
I got up and pushed the dressing table, and pushed it all the way to the window at the door. I couldn't stop looking at the broken copper mirror, but it was still empty inside. As for covering it with something red, it seemed that my room There is really nothing red, I turned the bed a few times, and there was nothing but a quilt, but when I turned the bed, I inadvertently glanced under the bed, and a shadowy thing inside suddenly attracted me. attention.

I lowered my body and crawled under the bed. The light inside was too dark, and it felt like a box. I dragged the box out with one hand, and when I came out, it turned out to be a red wooden box.

The box looks old. Seventy to eighty percent of the red paint on the box has fallen off. It is locked with a big lock full of verdant green. Yes, as soon as I opened it, there was a wave of damp and sour moisture, which made my nose itchy and sneezed several times. When I looked inside, my eyes suddenly lit up.

Inside the box were a few pieces of jewelry, a pair of jade bracelets, and a few pearl ornaments, which looked to be silver. There was also a piece of old yellow paper on one side of the box. I opened it and saw that the writing on it didn’t look like Chinese characters. , one by one crooked, a bit like minority language, I can't understand anyway.There seemed to be something else under the yellow paper, but before I had time to look at it, there was a shout from outside, "Jiu Jin, hurry up, the boss asked us to pull the wood.

As soon as I heard a buddy call me, I hurriedly stuffed the things into the box, pushed them under the bed carelessly, and ran out quickly after saying a word.

The old cripple still didn't come out. I helped the guys for a long time, and it wasn't until after four o'clock in the afternoon that I saw them off. Because of the strange dream I had last night, I intentionally or unintentionally asked These old guys asked a few words about the situation of the old house, and half-jokingly said a few words about ghosts and gods, but the guys laughed at me, saying that the old house has been here for decades, who knows? I haven't heard anything evil in my ears.

Hearing the happy smiles of a few guys, I felt a lot more relaxed. I am a materialist, and I don’t believe in these ghosts and gods. It’s because of a dream last night and the old cripple adding fuel After a while of muttering, I became suspicious of a dark ghost.

After seeing off a few guys, I thought of the wooden box under the bed. This old house has been around for so many years, but no one has found such a box, but I think the old cripple must have been here for many years. Seeing that the city is not close, there must not be many people coming over, and the old cripple didn't even notice it. Whoever else has nothing to do crawls under the bed.

Thinking about the pair of jade bracelets, I thought that this is considered lucky. With such a little jewelry, I guess the travel expenses home will not be worrying. Didn’t the old cripple hate me and keep driving me away? , I will go back in a day or two!

(End of this chapter)