The trainee starts by splitting bricks with bare hands

"Isn't your grandfather dead for many years, is it reliable?"

"Don't tell me, the conditions in your hometown are pretty good?"

"Tsk, don't mess with my things, it will be very troublesome if my grandma finds out later! Don't drink it here! Hurry up and find out what my grandpa left me!" Liu Shunbing turned his head, Seeing that Chen Weidong was drinking against the wall again, he quickly gave him a hand.

Chen Weidong hiccupped and laughed: "It's okay, didn't you say that your grandpa left it for you? As for making it look like a thief? Or just go with your grandma?"

"If I can get what I want, why don't I take you two to steal it? No, it can't be called stealing. This is what my grandfather left me!"

Liu Shunbing retorted confidently, bent down carefully and looked under the bed, and soon found the goal of his trip, leaned in half of his body and whispered to his brothers: "I found it, I found it, it's this box! Hiss It's quite heavy, help me, brothers!"

Yang Zhihui also got in.

Chen Weidong burped again, noticed the photo frame on the table, picked it up and looked at it.

On the photo frame is a black and white wedding photo with a sense of age. To be precise, there is no wedding dress, just the couple sitting together to take a group photo.

Chen Weidong rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and took a closer look.

The man in the photo looks almost the same as Liu Shunbing, wearing an old-fashioned military uniform with three medals on his chest.But his eyes were completely different from that bad boy Liu Shunbing's. They were murderous and frighteningly staring.Chen Weidong was half sober from the wine immediately.

Look at the woman next to the man, also wearing a simple old-fashioned military uniform, with braids, and she looks quite beautiful.Depending on the situation, it should be Liu Shunbing's grandfather and grandmother.

Only then did Chen Weidong notice that the man in the photo seemed to be missing half of his right hand and his sleeves were empty.

"A Bing, your grandfather was a soldier? Why is his right hand gone?" Chen Weidong asked subconsciously.

On the other side, Liu Shunbing and Yang Zhihui finally managed to drag out a dusty box with great effort. When they looked up, they saw Chen Weidong standing there looking at old photos like a tourist visiting a museum, and they didn't feel angry.

"Isn't it lost during the war? I said Dongzi, what do you care about my grandfather's hands? Come and help!"

"War? Fight devils?"

"It should be? I can't remember clearly. Anyway, I heard him talk about wars a lot when I was young."

"Yes, Bing, so your grandfather is really a hero." Chen Weidong half-jokingly said, quickly put the photo frame back respectfully, and raised a wine bottle to toast: "Toast to the old hero!"

"Okay, stop drinking! Get down to business! A Bing, this box is locked. Do you have a key?" Yang Zhihui asked while fiddling with the lock on the box.

"I'll look for it. My grandma's key likes to be placed on the door frame. Let me look for it." Liu Shunbing said, tiptoeing towards the door.

Chen Weidong hiccupped and came over to help him find the key.

Chen Weidong was very tall, so he quickly found the key and handed it to Liu Shunbing.

Liu Shunbing quickly took the key to unlock the lock.

"It's not this, let's touch it and see if there is any!"

"No, it's all ash, cough cough"

"It shouldn't be, where else can I hide?" Liu Shunbing muttered, looking around the room.

"Why don't you find someone to pick the lock?" Yang Zhihui next to him suggested.

Chen Weidong handed over his wine bottle, as if he wanted them to use the bottle to pick the lock.

The two rolled their eyes, knowing that he had drunk too much.

Liu Shunbing took a sip from the wine bottle, seemed to have thought of something, handed the bottle to Yang Zhihui who was beside him, got up and walked towards the photo frame Chen Weidong was looking at just now.

Yang Zhihui also took a sip of the wine, but he didn't dare to drink too much. After a while, he took another sip and returned the bottle to Chen Weidong.

Chen Weidong joked that the two of them couldn't hold enough alcohol, and sat down against the box while drinking.

And the movie screen followed Liu Shunbing's gaze back to the old photo.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces in the photo, Liu Shunbing was a little dazed for a while, but he still opened the photo frame. Sure enough, he found a small key inside, and turned around and threw the key to Yang Zhihui.

Yang Zhihui didn't catch it, and the key fell to the ground. Fortunately, he didn't lose it right in front of him, so he quickly picked it up and opened the lock.

Liu Shunbing leaned against the table to stand still, and said speechlessly, "It's courageous for me to invite you two to drink. Why do you drink like this one by one? Don't fall when you go out later, Dongzi, don't drink."

"Okay, I drink much better than the two of you, and blowing two more bottles will not be a problem!"

"Ah Bing, open it."

Chapter 0819 old lady telling stories

Seeing that the box was opened, Liu Shunbing wobbled back to the ground and sat down, and opened the box under the curious eyes of his two companions.

There were no jewelry holders or stacks of banknotes or passbooks in the box, but a pile of old clothes.

There are his grandfather's and his grandmother's clothes, which should be the clothes they wore when they were young. Now there are new clothes, but they are still reluctant to throw them away, so they are all stuffed in this box.

"What kind of treasure is this? Why is there a big red flower? Hahaha" Yang Zhihui was also happy when he saw the things inside, and tied a big red flower inside to himself, looking very funny.

Liu Shunbing didn't bother to pay attention to him, he was busy looking for valuables.

"It shouldn't be, my grandfather said he left something for me." Liu Shunbing turned out the clothes inside one by one, rubbing and shaking, but found nothing of value, so he stuffed it to the person next to him. Chen Weidong, keep scrolling down.

Chen Weidong sat on the ground in a daze, holding a pile of old clothes in his arms.

At this time, Liu Shunbing found an old military uniform from the box, which was exactly the same as the one in the photo.

Before they could complain, there was a bang, and a small object fell to the ground.

Yang Zhihui picked it up and saw that it was a medal.

Liu Shunbing subconsciously shook the clothes in his hands, and when they were gone, only one was on.

"Gold?" Chen Weidong asked.

"Bronze." Yang Zhihui rolled his eyes and said, "But it's still an old item, so it should be able to sell for some money, right?"

While talking, Yang Zhihui rubbed his eyes to see some words engraved on it clearly: "Resist US Aid Korea to commemorate the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea? Isn't it a medal for fighting devils?"

"Is there any influence?" Liu Shunbing asked.

"There should be, right? Few people know about it, so it's probably not easy to find a buyer. It's mainly because of this battle, he's not having any fun fighting it."

"Hey Ah Bing, didn't you just say that your grandfather beat devils? Why did you go to the Korean Peninsula?"

Liu Shunbing pursed his lips in embarrassment: "I don't know why he went to that damn place, really."

"A Bing, don't let Xiaoting know about this. Doesn't she like Oppa from kr country very much? If you let her know that your grandfather beat her oppa in kr country before, you must be out of luck!"

"Aren't there three medals in the photo? Why is there only one?" Chen Weidong asked.