When a great screenwriter meets a traffic niche

As soon as he returned to his hometown, Lu Yiming went to see his new house first.

"Brother Dayou, thank you." Looking at the brand new villa, Lu Yiming was very excited. He had seen the renderings before, and now he saw the real thing, he was still very happy.

Finally, his grandfather no longer lives in a small dark house.

Lu Dayou waved his hand shyly and said, "They're all brothers from my own family. What can I thank you for? After lunch, I'll give you the details of building the house and decorating it. I'll remember everything clearly."

"Don't worry, come to my house for lunch. I brought a lot of good food from Longdu." Lu Yiming said hoarsely.

He explained to his family that his throat would be hoarse for several days after eating something bad by mistake, and recently he would talk less, and if there was anything wrong, try to send a text message.But thanks to Lu Dayou, he still wanted to say it himself.

But Lu Dayou saw that Lu Yiming was like this, he was embarrassed to bother him, and politely refused.

"Yiming, don't talk for a few days, just lie down on the bed and rest." Grandpa Lu said seriously.

"Grandpa still hurts me the most." Lu Yiming said with a smile.

"Still talking, go to bed and lie down."

Lu Yiming was very helpless, he only hurt his throat, not his leg, and he had to lie down.

But it's strange to say that Lu Yiming wanted to lie on the bed and play with his phone, but he fell asleep shortly after lying down, and he slept soundly.

Back at Grandpa Lu's house, Lu Yiming changed his old habits, went to bed early at night, woke up early in the day, and could drink soup if he had nothing to do. This life should not be too healthy.

Within two days, his gloomy mood actually improved a lot.

The test of formaldehyde in the new house is very fast, and the windows are closed for 24 hours to test, and all rooms are up to standard.There is no problem to move in directly.

Lu Yiming thought that opening all the windows for ventilation in summer would also help formaldehyde volatilize, so he persuaded Grandpa Lu to take advantage of him to live at home these few days, and they moved the house.

Grandpa Lu lived in the old house for decades, and there are many kinds of old objects.According to Lu Yiming's thinking, it's better to just throw these things away, but Grandpa Lu is not willing, so Lu Yiming can only help Grandpa Lu tidy up the things bitterly.

Grandpa Lu cleaned up by himself in the master bedroom, and Lu Yiming went to the wing room next door to clean up.

The wing room is full of unused items on weekdays. Lu Yiming sorted out some miscellaneous items and prepared to sort them, throwing away some unusable items directly.

When he was moving things out, he packed out a big wooden box, which was full of various books.There are elementary school, junior high, and high school students. It seems that the paper has turned yellow and brittle, and it seems to be a few years old.

He took a book and flipped through it, only to see the words Lu Guangyao written on the inside page of the textbook.

Lu Yiming was a little curious. His father's name was Lu Guangyue, and his father didn't go to high school. It was obvious that these books were not his father's.Whose books are those?

"Grandpa, what do you do with these books?" Lu Yiming took a book and asked Grandpa Lu.

When Grandpa Lu saw the hand in Lu Yiming's hand, he was taken aback for a moment, grabbed it and said, "Don't lose these books."

"Grandpa, I read the words Lu Guangyao written on it, who is this?" Lu Yiming asked again, enduring a sore throat.

Grandpa Lu sorted out all the books and put them in the yard. It took a long time before he said, "This is the textbook of your deceased uncle. I will keep it in mind, so you don't need to ask."

Lu Yiming was extremely puzzled. He had never heard that he had an uncle. He always thought his father was the only son.

Grandpa Lu was not asking Lu Yiming to clean up the wing room, but asked him to clean up a few small cabinets in the bedroom.

These small cabinets are a bit like ancient dressing boxes. Lu Yiming reckoned that this should be his grandma's dowry or something.

A pair of small boxes were stuffed to the brim.

Lu Yiming poured out everything, and there was actually a ghost button inside, and some food stamps and copper coins from decades ago.

Lu Yiming even saw the marriage certificate of his grandparents when they got married. He gently opened this seemingly fragile marriage certificate, feeling very guilty.

Just when Lu Yiming was about to refold this precious marriage letter, he found a small photo on the back of the marriage letter.

It was a young man who looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, very handsome and delicate.

Looking at this photo, which was obviously taken from his certificate, Lu Yiming didn't say a word for a long time.

The young man in the photo is so similar to him, it is almost like a mold.

"Grandpa, is this my uncle?" Lu Yiming carefully removed the photo from the marriage certificate and asked Grandpa Lu.

Grandpa Lu, who had just finished sorting out the book, took the small black-and-white photo, and was a little dazed. His old fingers gently stroked the young man in the photo, and he was speechless for a long time.

"Yiming, don't clean up. You have to buy some new things when you move to a new house. You can go to the town and buy some." Grandpa Lu said with difficulty.

Lu Yiming vaguely heard that Grandpa Lu's voice was trembling. He wondered if his grandpa remembered his uncle, and felt a little sad.

He never doubted that he was not Lu Guangyue's biological son, let alone that he would be Lu Guangyao's biological son.

The furniture in the new house is all complete sets, which have been bought as early as the renovation.But Lu Yiming still complied, and went to the town to buy new bedding, pots and pans.

Seeing Lu Yiming leave, Grandpa Lu looked at the photo in his hand with tears in his cloudy eyes, and said in a low voice, "Guangyao, you saw Yiming, right? not worried."

Grandpa Lu always thought that Lu Guangyao's things had already been cleaned up at home, but he didn't know that there were traces of his life everywhere in this house.

The somewhat sad Grandpa Lu suddenly remembered that when Lu Guangyao had just left, he went door to door with gifts to beg the villagers not to tell Lu Yiming about Lu Guangyao. Since Lu Yiming has no memories of the past, let him never alright.

In the future, I will live happily, and I don't have to be afraid of being said that I am an orphan.

Now Grandpa Lu is a little scared. I am afraid that this matter will not be hidden for a few years in the end. If Lu Yiming often returns to the village, even if the villagers don't tell it, those who knew him before may leak it.

Just like the last time Lu Dayou drank too much and almost slipped his mouth.

"Hey, if you can hide it for a day, it counts as a day." Grandpa Lu sighed.

Regardless of the fact that Grandpa Lu lives alone, it took him two days to move all the things in the old house to the new one.

In order to store the old things that Grandpa Lu brought over, Lu Yiming specially cleaned up a utility room on the first floor to store things for Grandpa Lu.