"Ah sneeze!" Gao Mingcheng sneezed. He looked up at his yard in front, guessing that his parents must be scolding him at this moment.
He lowered his head and continued to eat the porridge, without even picking up the vegetables for the porridge. He finished the entire bowl of porridge in a few seconds.
He put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and said to Grandma Xi: "Grandma Xi, if my parents come here to look for me, just say you haven't seen me!"
"Let's go!" Gao Mingcheng held a bag in his hand and was about to leave after saying that.
Gao Zhuang hadn't finished the porridge yet. The porridge had just come out of the pot and was still piping hot.
"Hey, wait for me!"
Gao Zhuang wanted to catch up and even decided not to eat porridge yet.
Gao Mingcheng could see what he was thinking. If he didn't eat porridge, then Grandma Xi would definitely be worried.
So he hurriedly said: "Eat slowly, and after eating, go to where I was yesterday to find me! - Remember, don't tell my parents!"
Before he finished speaking, the person had already disappeared.
Gao Mingcheng didn't go to work on the railway, not because he was afraid of suffering, but because he wanted to spare time to study the two pages of gold foil he found yesterday and teach Gao Zhuang how to catch pheasants and rabbits.
If he hadn't had the gold foil paper, he would have planned to work on the railway for two days and get two dollars. After all, he had to wait for the group of tomb robbers to come and check the spot before he could take the opportunity to reveal the matter to Uncle Gao Guobing.
As soon as Gao Mingcheng left Grandma Xi's house, someone came to look for him.
The person who came was none other than his mother, Luo Xiaohua.
Luo Xiaohua looked unhappy and didn't have much respect for the elder, Grandma Xi. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted loudly: "Gao Mingcheng, get out of here, you bastard!"
Although Luo Xiaohua is fierce, Gao Zhuang is not afraid of her, "Auntie, you are looking for your son, how did you find my house? It's so early in the morning, and it's not so early for a visit."
Although Grandma Xi had a kind look on her face, she also said, "Xiaohua, Ming Cheng is not at my house, you should look elsewhere."
Luo Xiaohua didn't believe it, so he went directly to the house to look for him. He looked from room to room, but couldn't find anyone.
She then gave up and walked away, cursing: "Little bastard, don't let me catch you, or I'll make you look good!"
After she left, Gao Zhuang pursed his lips and said to the young lady beside him: "The eldest father and the aunt either shouted to beat Brother Mingcheng or to kill him! From what I saw of their four sons, Brother Mingcheng was the one who was the least affected. See you soon!”
The young lady understood it very well and said with emotion: "In this family with many children, most of the people in the middle are not lovable. He can help support the family like the older ones, and he can act like a spoiled brat compared to the younger ones. This is Parents have limited energy and cannot take care of everyone, so in a family with many children, someone will always suffer."
"Zhuangzhuang, grandma hopes that you will have two children in the future, whether they are boys or girls! These two children are good, the older is better, the younger is better, and they can take care of each other. In the future, brothers and sisters There is also someone to discuss it with."
Grandma Xi looked at Gao Zhuang with care, and she was already imagining a house full of children and grandchildren in her mind.
When the subject of marrying a wife and having children was mentioned, Gao Zhuang blushed with embarrassment and muttered: "Grandma, I'm still young. Brother Mingcheng is still half a year older than me, and his family hasn't arranged a marriage for him yet."
Seeing that her sweet grandson was shy, grandma Xixi smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes.
"Haha, don't rush, don't rush. I'll let Zhuangzhuang look for you first. If there's someone suitable, I'll let you meet again."
Gao Mingcheng didn't know that his good brother was forced to marry. If he knew, he would definitely be very emotional.
In his previous life, Gao Zhuang followed him around, and then died young, without having time to marry a wife and have children.
If she had a son, then after hearing the news of Gao Zhuang's death, the young lady would not have lost her will to live, and then went on a hunger strike and died.
Gao Mingcheng avoided Luo Xiaohua's pursuit and came to Niuweiling.
Niuweiling is quiet and deserted in the early morning. It is a little far away from the village. Even if it is to collect firewood, few people come here to collect firewood.
Gao Mingcheng looked around cautiously, and after making sure that no one was around, he dropped the bag in his hand on the ground, and then carefully took out the two pieces of gold foil paper from his pocket.
When the unique light of gold shone into his eyes, his heart moved.
In his previous life, he made a lot of money, so he naturally bought a lot of gold, including big gold chains, big gold rings, gold bricks, etc.
He estimated that these two pieces of gold foil paper weighed about ten grams at most, which was not much when converted into money.
His excitement was more because this was an opportunity he missed in his previous life, but after his rebirth, he got it again!
The joy of finding something lost is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold and silver.
The light was not good last night, so he didn't see anything special about the gold foil paper, but he was determined in his heart that there must be something special about it, because the gold foil paper was so thin and not very valuable, so there was really no need to spend so much effort on it. , sandwiched in the book cover.
The technique of clipping book covers is worth ten grams of gold.
The gold foil paper is only about the size of a palm, and is slightly thicker than real gold foil. The tentacles have a metallic texture and the softness of pure gold.
Gao Mingcheng first took the gold foil paper in his hand and looked at it. He didn't see anything, so he pointed the gold foil paper towards the direction of the sun.
When sunlight shines through the gold foil paper, some faint lines emerge.
Before he could see clearly, Gao Mingcheng's heart started beating excitedly.
He moved the gold foil paper, adjusted its direction, and finally saw the whole thing clearly from an angle.
They were four portraits, depicting a person sitting cross-legged and meditating. The movements of each portrait were different. Some had five hearts in the sky, some were embracing nature, some were bowing their heads in meditation, and some had their hands clasped together.
In the blank space, there are four lines of characters. Because the characters are small, it took Gao Mingcheng some time to identify them.
After seeing clearly that it was a seal script, Gao Mingcheng couldn't hide his joy and exhaled the turbid air in his chest, thinking that this was an opportunity given to him by God.
In his previous life, after he bought this book, it stayed in his hands for more than a year, but he never discovered that there was an interlayer in the cover.
Later, it was borrowed and said to have been burned by naughty children.
But now after he was reborn, not only did he find the middle layer in the book cover, but the words on it happened to be the seal script he recognized!
He only has a junior high school education and does not know seal script.
But who told him to deal with tomb robbers in his previous life? After that, he also spent a short period of time in an antique shop. Unfortunately, he had little capital and didn't understand antiques, so he couldn't be an antique dealer. If he wanted to rob a tomb, he wouldn't know where the tomb was, and he wouldn't dare to go to the mountains and forests with others rashly.
So he got out of that business and started other businesses.
Although he recognized some seal scripts, Gao Mingcheng was not careless and began to identify every word carefully.
When all the words were recognized, those four sentences naturally rang in his heart.
One sentence after another, the sound is like a wave.
