Yanjing Fuyao Ji

chapter 28

The next day is Ching Ming Festival.

The weather is perfect, the sky has been gray since the morning.

In the early morning of the ninth day of the ninth day, I obediently followed my parents to the Dong family's ancestral grave to worship.After sweeping the tomb for grandparents, I put a large bouquet of white and yellow chrysanthemums.

There were also several uncles and brothers of the same family who went together, and Dong Cang was also there.After returning from sweeping the tomb, everyone went to Dong's ancestral hall in Dongjia Village together.

After the completion of a series of commemorative activities, Dong Changfeng was invited by several brothers from the same family who had not seen each other for a long time to sit at home, and Ms. He Yunzhi, who is highly skilled in mahjong, was taken by several mahjong masters in the village to learn their skills.

Dong Cang invited Chu Jiu to sit at his home, but Chu Jiu declined.

"Brother, go get busy if you have something to do, don't worry about me, I'll just go around." Chu Jiu said to Dong Cang.

"Okay, call me if you have anything to do!" Dong Cang said and walked out of the ancestral hall.

The relatives of the family also dispersed, but Chu Jiu did not leave—he suddenly became interested in the few Dong family genealogy books enshrined in the ancestral hall, and carefully took them out of the cabinet after obtaining the consent of the family stewards , Sitting in the corner of the ancestral hall and looking through.

These books that have been eroded by time are no longer as bright as they used to be. On the ninth day of the ninth day, I found that the first recorded Dong family was born more than a hundred years ago. He was a little surprised. It has a very long history, which can even be traced back to the time of the Yellow Emperor. At that time, their family was a high-ranking official next to the emperor.

"Senior official? Is it the prime minister?" Chu Jiu asked Grandpa.

Grandpa pursed his lips and shook his head.

"It's not the prime minister...that's the general?"

Grandpa still shook his head with a secretive look.

Chu Jiu, who was still young, bit his finger. As far as he knew, he couldn't think of any high-ranking officials beside the emperor who were neither prime ministers nor generals.

He no longer remembered how his questioning was perfunctory by his grandfather, maybe it was an ice cream or a toy gun, but he didn't seem to get a satisfactory answer anyway.

His fingers lightly brushed the yellowed pages of the genealogy tree, each name slipped through Chu Jiu's fingertips like quicksand in time... He suddenly discovered a very unusual place.

After some names, there will be a very small circle.It was a very small circle, as if it was drawn with the thinnest brush and the lightest force, and it really couldn't be seen on the yellowed and mottled paper unless you looked carefully.

What's this?Chujiu turned a few pages, and there were several names with this strange circle on almost every page.

His eyes moved away from the family tree and turned to look at the front yard of the ancestral hall under the eaves. Everything he saw was wet. When did it rain?

A string of crystal-clear raindrops dripped from the black eaves, as if dripping into Chu Jiu's heart, he suddenly realized the origin of these circles: if he guessed correctly, the names followed by the circles should all be related to himself The same person with a family birthmark!

Thinking of this, he became excited, and he found the nearest family tree—he wanted to verify it.

In his impression, there are two people in the family who have this kind of birthmark, one is an aunt of the grandfather, and the other is the third brother of the grandfather.

Fortunately, the Chujiu family's genealogy records are comprehensive, with both male and female members recorded.Chu Jiu quickly turned to the page of grandpa's parents, and searched carefully among the names. He didn't know the name of the great aunt, so he focused all his attention on finding that strange little circle...

really!Under the name of a woman named "Dong Yingxin", I saw a small shallow circle.

Grandpa's third brother is easier to find, it's next to grandpa's name, I don't know why, Chu Jiu felt that the circle next to the third grandpa's name was extremely shallow, and I could only see half of it...

This thing is really unpredictable.

Carefully putting the family tree back into the original cabinet, Chu Jiu walked out of the ancestral hall in the rain.

The rain is still falling slowly, and the ground is a little muddy.

Maybe grandpa will know the answers to these questions?If he was still there, Chu Jiu thought, he must use the most tenacious will to ask the question to the end, and never be perfunctory by what to eat...

grandfather?Thinking of this, Chu Jiu stopped in his tracks.

He found that he had come to the old house next to the ancestral hall.

This old house originally belonged to Chu Jiu's grandfather.

Later, after several separations and twists and turns, it was returned to the third brother of Chu Jiu's grandfather.Yes, this third grandfather is the one with a red birthmark on his chest.When he was in his 40s, he suffered from a serious heart attack. Although he was sent to the doctor in time and saved his life, he suffered serious sequelae.Later, he was picked up by his elder son to live in the city, and he died not long after, and the old house was vacant.After Grandpa Chujiu retired, he bought this empty yard from his nephew.

Grandpa Chujiu renovated the old house casually, and then came back to live here with the treasures he had accumulated all his life.

He is a professor in the history department. The thing he has dealt with the most in his life is the book, and the thing he owns the most is also the book.

After my grandfather came back to live in his hometown, he also came here several times during festivals and festivals.However, at that time, Dong Changfeng was busy with his career, and he was very nervous about studying in the ninth day of junior high school. Most of the time, he took his grandfather back to Yanjing City to celebrate the New Year together.

The deepest impression of this old house on the ninth day of the ninth day is that it is small. There are only three small rooms on the left and right, and it is difficult to push a larger motorcycle into the yard.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, I remember that my grandfather placed bookshelves in all three rooms, and placed a small bed next to the east wall of the east room.Chu Jiu had been flipping through those books since she was a child.Although I can't understand it, I have been more or less influenced by it.

Helpless, Ms. He Yunzhi suddenly determined to train him to be a literary youth who had read poetry and books. In the year before entering elementary school, she had been forcing him to memorize all kinds of boring books and classics.Things are always reversed, and the small flame of seeking knowledge just ignited in the ninth day of the ninth day was directly burned by Ms. He.Since then, Chujiu has become a "bad boy" who is extremely disgusted with reading...

After the grandfather passed away, this house was handed over to the family in the village to take care of it, and he never came back in the ninth day of the ninth day.

Today, at this moment, for some unknown reason, Chu Jiu suddenly had an urge to go in and have a look.Look at those books, see where grandpa used to live...

However, an iron general as dark as night on the black wooden door with peeling paint blocked Chu Jiu's way.

He first stretched out his hand and tugged at the iron lock, which was as big as a fist, then looked up at the wet courtyard wall, and finally sucked his back molars: Don't force me to make a big move!

Going around under the west wall of the courtyard, Chu Jiu jumped lightly, and climbed onto the two-meter-high courtyard wall with both hands. Using both arms, he turned his body upwards and jumped onto the courtyard wall with ease.Except for the fact that when he jumped into the yard, he strayed into a small puddle and got mud on his trouser legs, his series of movements were perfect.

Chu Jiu came to the door of the main room while dragging himself to get his trousers soiled with muddy water.

The two doors with six pieces of glass in the main room were also locked, but it was a shaky hidden lock. Chu Jiu randomly took out a card from his wallet, and gently poked it... With a click, the door slammed shut .

The light in the house was dimmer than the overcast sky outside.

Chu Jiu stood at the door and got used to it for a long time before he could see the scene in the room clearly.The bookshelves and the simple dining table in the outer room are covered with thick dust, and the calendar hanging on the wall is still from a few years ago.

The house looked like it hadn't been visited in a long time.Chu Jiu had seen the same dusty West Room, and walked into the East Room where Grandpa usually rested while thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, what Chu Jiu saw next overturned his conclusion.

In the east room, the windows are bright and clean, and the beds are made evenly, without causing any dust.There is also an inexplicable anger, as if someone still lives here.

Chu Jiu subconsciously pressed the private plane in his pocket, but there was no response, as quiet as a chicken.

Suddenly, he felt that feeling again - a gaze from nowhere, quietly resting on a certain place on his body.

Turning back suddenly, something moved where the end of the eye swept.

Chu Jiu hurriedly turned around and looked over.His own slightly anxious face appeared in the mirror that came with the old-fashioned large cabinet.

Grass!Chu Jiu cursed secretly in her heart, she was taken aback by herself, if Zhang Xiaosan and the others found out, where would she put her old face of being the captain of the West City Monster Hunting Brigade?

Suddenly there was a muffled thunder outside the window, like a faucet being turned up suddenly, the rain suddenly became heavier, and the raindrops slapped on the window glass.

Chu Jiu's eyes glanced at Grandpa's bookcase, and he picked up a book and planned to look through it.When I got it in my hand, I realized it was a collection of essays by Mr. Lu Xun.Chu Jiu read two pages patiently, and when he was about to put it back, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten which layer the book was drawn from.

Although Grandpa has many books, they are arranged in a very orderly manner. He has made a special classification, and the books of different categories are arranged very neatly.

When he was at a loss on the ninth day of the ninth day, he was suddenly attracted by a flash of light somewhere in the secretary. It was a thick "Das Kapital" book with gilt letters.

Normally, Chu Jiu would never touch such a large political book even once, but today, for some unknown reason, Chu Jiu took that book out of the bookshelf.

He slowly opened the book, and found that there were many dense notes written in the blank space of the header and page of the book.He carefully identified it, and it was indeed Grandpa's handwriting.

A thin sheet of paper that was sandwiched fell from the pages of the book on the ninth day of the ninth day, fluttering and falling on the head of the bed.On the ninth day of the ninth day, I picked it up and saw that it was half a page of the grid manuscript paper.

纸的背面用蓝黑色的墨水写着几个算式：0×2、1×2、8×2、9×2……

Only the calculation formula does not count.

In other words, the person who wrote these formulas doesn't care what the result is, he just wants to record these numbers: two 0s, two 2s, two 8s, two 9s...

Wait... These numbers look familiar, don't they?

There was a sudden thunder explosion outside the window, and a flash of inspiration on the ninth day of the ninth day. Aren't these numbers arranged by his birth date?

The joy of solving the puzzle didn't last for a second, Chu Jiu found that the feeling of being stared at appeared again.

He looked around subconsciously, a very small sound of friction came to his ears, he listened attentively, came to the bed, bent down, and lifted the hanging sheet...

The author has something to say:

Be careful, the big secret of the Chujiu family is about to be revealed...it's opened...it's over...