Chapter 1602： Ending: Can solve the problem at hand

"I'm afraid of your dad--" Yao Lan said, "I'm afraid that Lulu's dad will not find a way when he is back."

Tong Siyao was taken aback: "He is still my father, how come he has become a single person?"

"Aren't you afraid you can't tell the difference?"

"Then keep this house."

Yao Lan thought for a while and nodded helplessly. Tong Yuan's soul is afraid that he will be reborn long ago, how can he return? But the house can be left to Silu, and it is considered a guarantee.

Yao Lan began to pack his luggage and opened the box that had been used for many years. It contained a lot of things—her parents’ relics and Tong Yuan’s relics. The clothes I wore when I first saw Yao Lei are gone, the headscarf is still there, and there are small bells hanging around.

The bell is made of gold, it is not bad, but the luster is dim, and it still jingles.

She gave Tong Siyao the headscarf: "Look, it's like this."

Tong Siyao smiled and said, "It's no wonder that you have changed your clothes so well. You wear them all by yourself."

"Actually, I don't remember much." Yao Lan said nostalgic.

Yao Lei heard the bell coming in and shouted timidly: "Zuoya..."

"What's the matter?" Zhuo Ya asked angrily.

"Nothing." Yao Lei walked back pitifully, sat on the sofa properly, holding a notebook and writing on it.

There are too many things in his mind, so he just scribbles when he is fine, and then hands it to Sheng Yiting. Sheng Yiting then handed it over to the national scientists to make them headache!

Tong Siyao took a look and whispered to Yao Lan, "Don't be so fierce to Dad..."

"I have always been so fierce to him!"

"..." He was shown cruelly.

Yao Lan tidyed things up the same way, and threw them away if they weren't needed.

"What do you think this is?" She showed Tong Siyao a roll of things wrapped in cloth. "Your grandpa and grandma left. If your grandpa didn't go home to grab these things, he wouldn't be buried by the snow... …"

Seeing that the cloth was very old, Tong Siyao opened it carefully.

This cloth may be decades, even hundreds of years.

The stuff inside was older, some tattered cloth, with words written on it, almost incomprehensible.

"Didn't Grandpa say what this is?" Tong Siyao asked.

"He said that I don't understand either. The first time I learned to write was your father...your father taught it."

Tong Siyao watched for a long time, only to recognize a few words, these are years old at a glance, maybe they are antiques many years ago.

She digs through it carefully, it seems that there is a map, and there is a tattered book, too bad for people to open it.

She hurriedly took these to the living room and asked Yao Lei: "Dad, do you know the words on it?"

Yao Lei is not as stupid as facing Yao Lan when he encounters academic issues.

He straightened his glasses and took a look, and said, "I don't really recognize it. The ancestor Zhuo fought over there, and it may have recorded these things. This map... seems to be a tomb."

Tong Siyao's eyes widened: "The tomb robbery?"

Yao Lei glared at her: "Where do you want to go? Quickly give the president, let him ask someone to study, maybe it can solve the problem at hand."

"In front of you?" Tong Siyao immediately remembered the border dispute with Country A and hurriedly informed Sheng Yiting.

Sheng Yiting arranged for an expert to come over, and the things were sent directly to the Xizha Museum, and then a group of people went to study, and it was really rewarding.

The records in that pile of things are not accurate, and it roughly tells the origin of the Zhuo family, who fought with the army and settled down on the border. (To be continued.)