Chapter 970

On the way, the thoughts in my heart surged, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time. Xiushan town is also my hometown. There are many good memories of me, of which the most unforgettable is the first meeting with An'an.

And we have been married for three days, but speaking of this, we can't help feeling a little depressed. Because I didn't remember anything in those three days, tiezi also told me that I could tell from the spiritual body that my brother was still a virgin. In other words, although we slept in the same bed for those three days, we didn't have the reality of husband and wife.

If there are still people who don't understand, let me be frank. We didn't roll the sheets!

Sometimes when I think of it, my friend regrets it very much. Why can't I wait one more day to find out the details of my wife that day? Wait one more day. There may be a lot of spring stories that night.

Thinking of this, I sighed. Ya's everything is doomed. Even if I wait one more day, black knife won't give me this opportunity.

It's more than 50 kilometers away, but it's only an hour away. After getting off the bus, it was only ten o'clock at night, and the lights in the town were dim, and many shops had not closed yet.

I heard from the driver on the road that Xiushan ancient town has been developed into a tourist attraction, so the town is still very lively before 12 o'clock at night.

I stood on the main street and looked around. There was little change. The street was not widened. It was no different from what it was a thousand years ago. But the buildings are beyond recognition. Most of them are houses in the Qingming Dynasty, which were almost invisible thousands of years ago.

Although the architectural style has changed greatly, the hometown atmosphere has not changed for a long time, which makes me excited. Then she walked along the street. JOYA quickly followed up and asked, "is this your former hometown?"

When I came, I didn't tell her anything. Unexpectedly, the smart little girl guessed it. I nodded and said, "yes, it's my former hometown. But it's not for this life. "

Qiaoya asked in surprise, "have you seen Sansheng stone?"

"Can you shut up and don't ruin my good mood when I return home?"

"Oh..."

As I walked, I looked at the shops on both sides and said that the restaurant on the right should be aunt Lin's restaurant. Her stewed mutton and barbed noodles were very delicious. The meat shop on the left is Lao Zhang's pot helmet shop. There are also tea houses, jewelry stores and pastry shops in front. It used to be teahouses, rouge shops and those selling fried goods.

After walking through these shops with vivid memories, I suddenly saw my former shop, but it was closed. On the plaque, there were five big words: Wanfu silk and satin villa.

I was stunned because my shop at that time was silk and satin shop, and it was called that name. Why, there are still people selling silk and satin up to now. Haven't they changed their names? If it's a family inheritance, and I haven't married all my life and have been a virgin all my life, where will I come from?

"Is this your old shop?" JOYA guessed it again.

I nodded my head gently and felt very strange. Who brought my silk and satin shop to the present? Moreover, the architectural style of the store has not changed, and it still retains the appearance of thousands of years ago.

Thinking of this, I stopped shopping. I turned and entered a familiar alley and walked forward quickly. Qiaoya hurried to catch up. She learned well this time and didn't dare to ask more questions.

Walking out of this alley is a small street. There are no shops here, but with street lights installed, the whole small street is very bright.

I turned left and walked more than ten steps forward, and then turned to an alley on the right. The houses here actually maintained the original state of my period. Walking through the two gates is my old home. I saw the vermilion gate with a stone lion on both sides. It hasn't changed at all. It's like I've gone through a thousand years ago.

There are no signboards on the gate. We just walked all the way. Many of the signboards are ancient houses that can be visited. No doorplate means that visitors are not allowed to enter.

I couldn't help feeling excited and wanted to go in and have a look. But the door was locked, and there was no one left or right. At that moment, Qiao and Ya shook their heads, jumped up to the wall, and fell into the yard with their feet gently. Qiaoya followed closely. Her lightness skill was much better than mine. She landed without making a sound.

Who knows, the light in the room doesn't look like an electric light, but a candle. There were still people living there. The man rushed in. Although it was his own home, he didn't know how many owners had changed in the past millennium. It seemed a little abrupt.

But everyone came in. I have to see before I go. My yard is very large, with more than one mu. Two Begonia trees were planted in the yard. I vaguely planted them myself in those years. They are more than ten meters high. The clumps of branches and leaves below are very lush. Walking through the Begonia tree, we came to the step of the main room.

JOYA gently pulled me and talked to Nunu in the room. That means there are people in the room. Is it too rash for us to go in like this?

I made a light hand and light foot gesture, which meant that I only slipped outside the door and took a sneak look at the house without going in. So we crept up the steps like thieves. The windows and doors have not been changed. They are still ancient window paper. I reached out and dipped some saliva in my mouth to pierce a small hole in the window paper.

Chongmen is an eight immortals table. It looks very old. That's the furniture I used in those years. There are also chairs on both sides, a few behind the table, and calligraphy and paintings on the wall. None of them is not from that year. But there was no one in the room. Two oil lamps were lit on the table. If you want to say that the oil lamp is a little strange, it was lit by adding lamp oil with a lamp plate the size of a tea bowl.

There is a picture on the bar table. In front of the picture, there is a fresh fruit plate. It is not difficult to see that it is dedicated to an ancestor. The ancestor must have been old. He didn't have a photo when he died. He drew it with a brush. Although the lines are concise, they are lifelike. Those two eyes seem to have brilliance.

Wipe, why is it my portrait? I can't help but be amazed. The portrait is very vivid. It's definitely me.

Suddenly, another strange place was found. There was a round line on the neck of the portrait, which looked like a rope sleeve.

At this time, Qiao Ya lay down in front of my ear and whispered, "the lamp oil is very special. Do you see what it is?"

"What?" I turned and whispered in her ear.

"It's mackerel oil!"

Mackerel oil? You didn't lie to me, did you? This thing is extremely precious, and the mackerel only appeared in ancient times, which has never been seen in modern times. Don't look at the oil in the light panel. It's estimated that it won't go out for a year. If you are in a completely closed ancient tomb, this kind of long-lasting lamp will burn for hundreds of years.

"How did you know?" I asked in a low voice.

"Aunt Rong has always hidden shark oil in her hand. I've seen it, and I can tell from the burning breath. It's really shark oil!"

Yard, if this is true, isn't this old house regarded as an ancient tomb? The main room is the tomb, and the two lights are the eternal lights!

But who did this? There were no descendants in that life. Who would sell the house to worship me?