Gong Jun is a ghost

Ms. Zheng and her husband got married in the mid-80s, and their natal family lives in a mountain deeper than Anxi.

The people in the mountains were short of supplies, not to mention that at that time, it was considered a big deal for a daughter's family to have a few decent pieces of furniture as a dowry.

The two wooden boxes placed at the end of the bed in the old house are already thirty years old, but the patterns on the boxes are still gorgeous.I have to say that the handicraft production techniques at that time were lean.

I randomly chose one of the other two keys and tried it. The keyhole seemed to be stuck and couldn't be opened. I tried another key and twisted it, but it didn't work.

Xiang Cheng was speechless for a moment.Looks like it's rusted too badly and stuck.

The chains are rusted like this, don't the things inside have mushrooms?

Seeing that the previous expectations were impossible to come true, Xiang Cheng sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead. No matter what, it was something left to him by his deceased father. It’s okay if he didn’t know about it before, but now he knows that there is this thing In order to feel at ease, I have to take out my existence and take it away.As for money, it doesn't matter if I don't mention it, I still have a lot of opportunities when I am young.

I remember that there was a problem with the door lock of the rental house. The key card couldn't be turned inside. It seemed that it was oiled.

Xiang Cheng got up and went to the small room at the back of the hall. That small room was used to store tools and sundries. There was an old-fashioned pedal sewing machine in it, and there should be oil in it.

The sky outside the yard at the back of the house was completely dark, leaving only a piece of gray-blue, and the air was filled with a sultry atmosphere. The cicadas that had been screaming for a day also extinguished their voices, and it was the turn of the frogs in the field to "croak".

After taking the oil and dropping a drop into the keyhole and trying again, the lock finally opened.

Surprisingly, there was no strong musty smell in the box, but a faint scent of sandalwood.A set of silver utensils is neatly placed inside.The shining silver light almost dazzled his eyes.

It was a complete set of silver jewellery, a bit like the kind worn by Hmong girls in tourism promotional programs.On the head, on the chest, on the hands, on the feet.A piece of silver light flickered.

Ms. Zheng is not a minority.How did she have this in her case?Xiang Cheng couldn't understand it.

Hold down the doubts in your heart.Opening another box, I saw a box of neatly folded clothes inside.

Stand collar, wide sleeves and wide legs.It's a bit like the clothes that the man at the bridgehead is wearing.After flipping through, there are four sets in total.A set of beige thin models, and the other three sets are a set of dark blue, black, and bright red.Each set is embroidered with exquisite patterns, bright colors and rich ethnic customs.

The fabric of the clothes is very soft and smooth to the touch, and there is not even a little wrinkle when unfolded.

Xiang Cheng was amazed in his heart, as far as he was a man, he had never seen more delicate clothes than these.If it was Ms. Zheng, she should have been taken away directly.But now it is lying here, which means that these are the things his father left him.

But why would you leave these to him?

Holding the mobile phone, he hesitated whether to call Ms. Zheng to confirm.

Suddenly, two ding ding bells rang.His hairs stood up in fright.That is the default text message notification tone of the fruit phone.

Unlocking the lock with shaking hands, I saw a text message from Ms. Zheng, which read: Those two boxes are left to you by your father, don't ask me why.If you don't want it, you can just throw it away.

This is really Ms. Zheng's consistent style.

Speechless for a while, looking at the things in front of him, Xiang Cheng didn't know what to do for a while.Could it be that his father is a hidden transvestite?Is it given to him to let him inherit the mantle?

……Amitabha

Otherwise, how to explain the clothes and jewelry in this box?And Ms. Zheng's subtle tone?Although most of the conversations between the two are usually lukewarm.But it was the first time that I felt a little disgusted directly like this.

Not to mention the priceless treasures expected, what should he do with these two boxes of clothes and jewelry?Do you really use it yourself?

After imagining the effect of wearing these on his upper body, he quickly shook his head.

The picture is so beautiful, I can't bear to look directly at it...

After folding the clothes and putting them back in the box, he planned to go back to his uncle to get a bicycle to drag the box away.

When closing the lid, I saw a silver light flashing under the box as if there was something.Maybe it was put in the clothes, but it fell out when I took the clothes just now.Xiang Cheng reached for it.

It was a silver bracelet, a little small, it should be worn by a child.The round bracelet was covered with a thin layer of red string, which was wrapped round and round, only the ends where the two bells hung were exposed.

There were two words engraved on the bell. I turned on the flashlight and looked closely for a long time. It was so worn that I couldn't make out which two words it was.

It's kind of weird how a used item suddenly falls out of a pile of brand new stuff.Xiang Cheng quickly put the bracelet back, closed the lid and locked it.

Thinking about going back quickly, facing these things alone here is too challenging for the nerves.

After making up his mind, he quickly went out and locked the door, his heart beating fast and he couldn't help speeding up the movements of his feet, trotting out of the courtyard door, and went straight out without even locking the door.

The sky was completely overcast, and it looked like it was going to rain.When running under the tree at the bridge head, one accidentally bumped into another person.

The queen who was hit by the opponent took a step back, and Xiang Cheng hurriedly lowered his head to apologize; "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's too dark and I didn't see it."

The man stood still and didn't speak.

Xiang Cheng looked up, isn't this the buddy just now?Why are you still standing here?

The man was still standing there, but when he got closer, he realized that he was half a head taller than Xiang Cheng. He just lowered his head and stared at Xiang Cheng with deep eyes, without saying a word.

Xiang Cheng felt terrified, thinking of that majestic song, there is nothing to be disgusted with in this situation now, and it is much more normal to come to a song quickly than to stare at each other like this.

The two stalemate for a while, and Xiang Cheng was the first to lose.After saying a few words of sorry repeatedly, he headed straight across the bridge and headed towards his uncle's house.