Just when Mr. Huang's words made everyone wake up.

A tear slowly slipped down Nakayama's cheek and then dripped onto the paper in front of him.

The content on this piece of paper is the letter from Yang Linjie that he had just copied.

Although Zhongshan is over half a hundred years old.

But everything the Yang family did.

still makes him grateful.

I feel the strangeness of Nakayama.

Teacher Huang, who had just finished comforting Zifeng, couldn't help but look at him.

When I saw the tears of the old man.

Teacher Huang couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

He didn't expect it.

Even Nakayama would have such an excited reaction.

"Zhong Lao... Are you alright..."

Hear Mr. Huang's words.

Nakayama hurriedly took off his glasses and wiped the tears from his cheeks with his sleeve.

"I'm fine," Nakayama took a deep breath and looked at the clothes in the box.

looked at Nakayama's gaze.

Everyone followed him towards the box.

When everyone's eyes are focused on the box.

Nakayama's sigh appeared in their ears.

"There are few clothes in the box..."

"But it entrusts the spirit inherited by the Yang family..."

"Although those histories are gone..."

"Although those people are no longer there..."

"But as long as this spirit is passed on..."

"Huaxia will always be that Huaxia..."

“......"

When Nakayama's voice fell.

Everyone instantly felt countless goosebumps all over their bodies.

Even Mr. Huang.

There was also a surging look in his eyes.

As long as this spirit is passed on...

Huaxia will always be that Huaxia....

Everyone was amazed to find.

In their eyes, the appearance of that box of clothes is gradually changing.

The original shabby clothes burst out with an incomparably dazzling light at this time.

See the change of clothes.

A look of reverence and pride could not help but appear on everyone's faces.

They have a sense of reverence for the spirit inherited by the Yang family.

I am also proud to be born in China, which has such a spirit of inheritance...

Time.

The scene and the live broadcast room became extremely quiet.

There is not even a barrage in the live broadcast room.

Everyone was looking at the box and feeling their emotions at this time.

Right now.

Yang Nan standing aside

Walk gently to the box.

I saw her stretch out her right hand and slowly touch the clothes in the box.

These clothes....

It's the predecessor of the Yang family....

It's so soft....

......

Yang Nan couldn't help but close her eyes.

Feel the touch coming from your hands.

She felt in her heart.

There is a seed that is slowly taking root and sprouting.

The rhizome of this seed is passing through her heart, taking root in every part of her blood.

Before that.

Yang Nan felt that Yang Xiu was more important than anything.

But now I don't know why.

Yang Nan always felt that in his heart, there was something more important than Yang Xiu.

..........

A moment later.

Teacher Huang and the others were already standing outside the door of this room.

Although Yang Nan had already closed the door of the house just now.

But Mr. Huang and the others still stood in front of the door for a while.

Apparently.

The ancestors of the Yang family sacrificed their lives and died again and again.

It has deeply shocked everyone.

Another two minutes later.

"Whew..."

Teacher Huang exhaled deeply.

After coming back to his senses, he looked at Zifeng and Yang Nan and said.

"We... Let's go to the next room. "

Hear Mr. Huang's words.

Zi Feng and Yang Nan nodded slowly.

But this time.

The audience in the live broadcast room, but no one speculated about the next room.

Obviously, they haven't come to their senses about what happened just now.

Not much.

Teacher Huang and the others had already come to the door of the opposite room.

Look at the door of this room.

Zifeng muttered to himself with some anticipation: "Maybe..."

"If you enter this room, you can know what happened to the Yang family after that..."

After hearing Zifeng's words.

Only then did the crowd come to their senses.

Everyone looked into the room expectantly.

As if he wanted to see the fate of the Yang family behind him through the door.

"Let's go in..."

After Yang Nan whispered, she stretched out her hand and prepared to push open the door in front of her.

Teacher Huang stood behind Yang Nan.

looked at her back with a serious face.

When you come out of that room.

Teacher Huang found that Yang Nan at that time was already very different.

If it is said.

When they first came to Yang's house.

Yang Nan is a girl who can live independently.

Then the current Yang Nan.

Teacher Huang feels that she has become an adult who can take charge of herself.

This change.

It's not time to bring.

But don't wait for Mr. Huang to think about it.

The door had been pushed open by Yang Nan.

The crowd looked up into the house.

When I see the scene inside the house.

Everybody's frozen.

Ploughshares, rakes, grinding discs....

Although it is very neatly arranged.

But compared to the previous room.

This room looks like a warehouse entirely.

See this sight in front of you.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but talk.

"This room... It can't be used to put tools..."

"Could it be that the Yang family still did farm work after coming to this island?!".

"It's possible ... After all, the island is a good place to grow crops..."

"But these tools have been around for some years..."

"Yes, what age is this, how can you still use these things to farm?".

“.........."

It's not just the audience in the live broadcast room who is confused.

Even Mr. Huang was slightly stunned when he looked at the scene in the house.

It's obvious.

The appearance of this house has exceeded all their expectations.

Right now.

Nakayama looked at the tools in the room and said after thinking.

"Look at the style and appearance of these tools..."

"It should be a tool of the late Qing Dynasty..."

Hear Nakayama's explanation.

Everyone showed a sudden expression.

It turned out that the things in this house were indeed used by the Yang family to cultivate the land.

It's just the Yang family in the late Qing Dynasty....

Zifeng nodded, and said with joy in his eyes.

It seems that after that, the people of the Yang family have completely lived a normal life. "

Hear Zifeng's words.

Everyone couldn't help but smile.

In their opinion.

Such a destination is a bit unsatisfactory for the Yang family.

But it's a good choice.

But just when everyone sighed.

Zifeng, who was observing the room, suddenly pointed to a corner of the room and said.

"Behind that car... It looks like there's a box..."

Hear Zifeng's words.

The crowd hurriedly followed her fingers.

Really.

Through the gap in the plowshare in the corner.

Everyone could vaguely see a chest.

But the size of this box.

But it's less than half the size of the previous box.

Teacher Huang and others saw this.

Raise your legs and walk towards the boxes in the house.

After Mr. Huang moved the plough away.

He moved the box to the middle of the room.

After all, the corner is that kind of place.

There are simply not a few left.

Time.

All eyes were on this box.

Zifeng bent down and looked at the box and couldn't help but say.

"How is this box so much smaller than before..."

Hear Zifeng's words.

Teacher Huang couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

This kind of thing.

How could they possibly know.

But everyone should be able to guess.

This box should be the same as the previous one.

They are all left by the ancestors of the Yang family.

As for what's inside the box.

The crowd could only guess it.

There should be handwritten letters or items left by the ancestors of the Yang family inside.

As for what exactly is.

You can only know it after opening it.

Teacher Huang asked Yang Nan.

In front of everyone, slowly open the box in front of you.

I saw that there were only two things in the box.

A key to a Nine Dragons Lock.

An entire yellowed envelope.

Look at the envelope inside.

Immediately, a bright light appeared in everyone's eyes.

Before the crowd spoke.

Teacher Huang said softly to Yang Nan.

"Nannan, it's up to you this time. "

Hear Mr. Huang's words.

Yang Nan nodded.

Then he carefully picked up the envelope inside.

..........

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