There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Sending off Mr. Liu, Zhang Guoqing smiled when he disappeared. This old man is really a ghost, he needs to save food now. He is really a sensible person.

He hadn't seen the living room yet, but he had already heard Zhou Jiao educating the children.

Forget it, son knows it's wrong. Right son? In the future, other people's things must be approved by others before they can be moved, you understand?

Grandpa told Dad. I heard it.

Zhang Guoqing squatted in front of Ping An and touched him, You are still young, so you don't understand. He wants Dad to exchange a lot of food at home with him. Dad can't let Ping An and Mom go hungry, right? Dad disagrees. , I have to return it to Grandpa.”

Hearing this, Ping An reluctantly handed the box to him, Papa returns it to Grandpa. I don't want it anymore.

Zhang Guoqing laughed loudly, You're really obedient. This time the old man said to send a box to Ping An, and you put it away. Remember not to take other people's things from now on.

Zhou Jiao was by the side, she just shook her head, I don't know if this box is clean, I'll wash it first for Ping An to play with.

No. You accompany the child, I'll wash it. What's so unusual about this broken bird? It can still win my son's favor. It's really weird. Last time the music box was so fun, he didn't rush to ask for it. After finishing speaking, Zhang Guoqing picked up the box and looked it over, and was about to turn around and walk out...

Daddy, it's not a broken bird. He can sing.

Zhang Guoqing immediately looked at the box in his hand, Son, did you hear it sing?

Seeing him, Zhou Jiao turned pale immediately, knowing that he was thinking too much. She knows the children she taught, probably because Phoenix held his head up, and he felt that he wanted to sing.

Sure enough, Ping An imitated the posture of the phoenix, raising his head very high, didn't he just want to sing?

Zhang Guoqing exhaled and patted his heart, which really scared him to death. I also thought that something mysterious happened. Ever since he had space, he discovered that some things in this world could no longer be deduced by common sense.

Zhou Jiao was overwhelmed by this shock at first glance, so she personally brought water and motioned him to put the box in.

Zhang Guoqing shook his head with a smile, because his son had to pay attention to it.

He put the box in the water, and soon, he reached out and took it out, and then he looked at the whole box with a very serious face-and found that it was really ordinary wood.

He put it into the water again in disbelief.

Zhou Jiao stepped forward curiously and shook her head. Nothing out of the ordinary!

Zhang Guoqing picked up the box again, tapped the four sides with his fingers, and found that there was still nothing abnormal. He frowned tightly, squatting aside and thinking deeply.

Now, Zhou Jiao knew that there must be something unusual. She quickly approached him and looked at the wooden box. After a while, I didn't find anything unusual, isn't it just a box?

She looked at Ping An worriedly, and couldn't help laughing when she saw him staring at the two of them with wide eyes.

Jiaojiao, don't laugh yet. Think about it for me, what kind of wood makes the sound of bubbling when it is put in water?

Zhou Jiao immediately restrained her smile, took the box, and shook her head, Did you hear the sound of bubbling? Could it be the sound of rain outside? Try again.

Zhang Guoqing signaled her to put it in the water.

Now even Ping An couldn't sit still, so he ran over and squatted next to them. The children couldn't understand, thought they were playing a game together, and giggled happily.

Zhang Guoqing motioned to him to keep quiet, lowered his head to listen carefully, and found that there was a real sound, and he heard it right.

This time he took it out without hesitation, wiped it clean with a cloth, and put it on the coffee table.

Peace, Dad wants to take it apart, can you?

I want a bird.

There will be birds. Dad, be careful. Don't cry when the box is broken?

Zhou Jiao couldn't see him sluggishly doing things, Take it apart and put it back together again. If you can't pretend, you can just find the second brother.

Zhang Guoqing's eyes lit up, he went back to the cabinet, took out the dagger, and after a while, he violently dismantled the whole box into pieces. He observed one by one, and finally found one side that was abnormal.

After scraping off the resin and removing the glue, a black hole as thick as a nail appeared inside. He was so happy that he immediately looked up at Zhou Jiao triumphantly.

Seeing this, Zhou Jiao took out a pair of tweezers and handed it to him.

After a while, Zhang Guoqing pulled out a silk thread with tweezers. He wiped his hands, picked up the silk, and found that it was a painting half the size of a handkerchief.

Zhang Guoqing handed the painting to Zhou Jiao, rubbed his numb legs, picked up his son, and dragged Zhou Jiao back to the bedroom. After thinking about it, he was worried, so he went out to clean it up, and wrapped the whole box of wood chips in a handkerchief. The box has to be restored to its original state, who knows if Mr. Liu will want it back on a whim.

On the Kang table in the master bedroom, Zhou Jiao put the painting on the Kang table. She couldn't see where the painting was. But this hand painting is very wonderful, and it uses valuable silk, so there must be a secret.

Zhang Guoqing came in and glanced up, Hide the painting first. I can probably guess where this painting is from and who painted it.

Zhou Jiao put it away, hugged her son and looked at Zhang Guoqing.

Zhang Guoqing frowned slightly, looked at Ping An, and said in a low voice, Son, if someone asks you about the box, don't tell others, you understand?

Pingan blinked his eyes and nodded.

If I say it, I will never see my parents again, and many people will come to our house to grab things.

Seeing the child nodding all the time, Zhou Jiao patted his head, Stop talking, the more you talk, the more serious it will be, and be careful to scare the child. We are very safe, and we won't tell others if we don't tell them.

Well, I didn't tell my grandparents.

Zhou Jiao winked at Zhang Guoqing, telling him not to talk about it. She went outside to fetch a bowl of milk, fed it to the child, and coaxed him to take a nap.

Zhang Guoqing leaned on the kang, holding a book, and looked at the mother and son absent-mindedly. I secretly wondered how the things could be found on Mr. Liu. He secretly thanked himself for rejecting the old man just now. It seems that Wang Wanwan had an accident at that time, and there was something behind the scenes.

Seeing her son asleep, Zhou Jiao patted Zhang Guoqing.

Zhou Guoqing frowned slightly, Jiaojiao, this matter is a bit complicated. You still remember the county town Wang Wanwan. Why do you think the things are in the hands of Old Man Liu?

Don't worry about old man Liu. He must not know, or he will send out the box?

Then Wang Wanwan's sons and daughters, are you still alive? Why are the two elders dead, and there is no movement abroad? So many properties have been moved over, so it's good to go back to China with a different identity.

Zhou Jiao chuckled, How do you know they didn't come back? Maybe they came back secretly. Well, don't think about these things that have nothing to do with us. Tell me what this picture means first?

Zhang Guoqing felt relieved when she said this, and said with a smile: This picture is probably the treasure map of the Wang family that those people were looking for in the past. This painting should be drawn by Mrs. Wang herself. I took you to this place, away from the Banshan Taoist Temple It’s not far. It was said that Wang Wanwan liked to go to the Taoist temple for fortune-telling the most.”

Zhou Jiao pondered for a while, Whether it's a treasure map or not, let's go and have a look. Someone who is destined to get it. If I guessed correctly, this map should be left to the descendants of the Wang family, and it was lost somehow. We won't look for it, the Wang family Can't find it either.

Zhang Guoqing nodded with a smile, Okay. But you may be disappointed. The Wang family's property has long been transferred, and there is nothing good to stay in China.

Zhou Jiao doesn't mind. She is not short of money, just curious. What is it that can make the hostess hide so carefully?