Siheyuan: This driver is too arrogant

Chapter 55 Tell them about our civilization!

"Hey, hey, old man, get up and talk!" Liu Weidong had no choice but to half-drag and half-drag him out from under the wheel. The old man was obviously beaten hard, his hair was pulled out and his glasses were dried out, and his nose was broken. There are wounds all over the body, and the blood scabs are shocking!

"You let me die, the inheritance is broken, I am meaningless to live, I might as well die early..."

"Old man, you are only too old to die and live..." Liu Weidong couldn't help laughing when he saw him crying with snot and tears. The psychological quality of these literati is too fragile!
Where is this going!
Your days of suffering are behind you!
"Where do you live, I'll drive you back."

"I'm not going home, I'm homeless..." The old man stopped crying and stood up trembling with a pitiful expression on his face.

"What is this old man talking about, who doesn't have a home yet!" Liu Weidong helped him into the car, the old man sat in the driver's cab, looked at the furnishings inside the car, and his eyes fell on the pile of books wrapped in newspapers at his feet superior.

Before Liu Weidong could make a move, the book-loving Mr. Lin had already torn open the newspaper and pulled out a copy of "Yongle Canon" from inside. After reading two pages, he was so excited that he burst into tears!
"Young man, what are you doing with these books? Do you want to throw them into a paper mill to make pulp? No, these are the treasures left by our ancestors and the blood of our nation. I beg you not to send them to a paper mill... "

The old man was so excited that he was trembling when he spoke. He suddenly thought of something. He tore off his tunic suit and took out money from his inner pocket, "I have money. My monthly salary is more than 300. I will give you all the money, please Let go of these books, okay?"

He grabbed a handful of ten-yuan bills and stuffed them into Liu Weidong's hands. Liu Weidong looked at the money, then at him, and shook his head.

"You, you are with them. You want to destroy these books. I will never end with you. I will fight with you!" The strong Liu Weidong pressed down on the seat, unable to move.

"You let me go!"

"Calm down, old man!" Liu Weidong explained to the old man who had been tortured into a mental disorder, "You think you are the only one who knows the importance of these handed down treasures? To tell you the truth, these are only a part. There are quite a few!"

"Didn't you send them to the paper mill?" Mr. Lin looked at him suspiciously and asked vigilantly.

"I'm not that stupid!" Liu Weidong smiled, "Old man, I also know that these things are our roots, treasures passed down from our ancestors, and our inheritance will be broken if we destroy it!"

"Yes, yes, these are cultural heritages, and they must be preserved for future generations!" Mr. Lin's excitement finally calmed down. He sat on the co-pilot seat and let out a long breath, "That's not right, take a ride!" Floating on the sea. Whoever follows me, what is the reason?"

"It's better to be brave than me, and I have nothing to draw from." Liu Weidong read something casually, and the old man was overjoyed, "Young man, where are you going to hide these treasures?"

"I want to put these in your house, old man..."

"No, no, no!" The old man waved his hands again and again, "My house has been ransacked by them more than a dozen times, and even the ant holes have been turned upside down, so I can't keep it there!"

"Then..." Liu Weidong suddenly thought of a good place!

It is absolutely safe to put these handed down treasures there!

"Young man!" Mr. Lin's face suddenly became serious, and he grabbed Liu Weidong's hand, "It's not a pity for me to die, but you must protect these things and pass them on to future generations so that they know about our civilization! But please remember it!"

Before Liu Weidong could speak, he took out a large amount of money from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand, "Just treat it as me begging you, okay?"

"Don't worry, even if I don't want my life, I will protect these things and pass them on to my descendants in the future!" Liu Weidong held the old professor's hand tightly, and made a solemn promise!

"Okay, okay, that's good, that's good..." The old man slowly let go of his hands, leaned back on the chair, and let out a long breath, "It's worth it even if I die now!"

Got it!
You can die if you want, but don't die in my car!

"Where is your home, old man, I will take you back!"

"No need, young man, I'll walk back by myself!" The old man showed a relieved smile, "You are right, who doesn't have a home yet! Looking around in this world, there is nowhere is my home, and everywhere is my home..."

Forget it, this old man is mentally abnormal again!

It's better to send it back, otherwise, if you can't figure out what happened, your conscience will be uneasy.

Liu Weidong drove straight to the family area of ​​Yan family. He had been to this area before, so he was familiar with the road, and he arrived in less than half an hour.

At this time, a large group of people surrounded the gate of the family area. When they saw a large truck approaching, they all ran away.

"Dad, where have you been running all the time, but we are so anxious to death!"

As soon as the old man got out of the car, a beautiful girl ran over and grabbed his hand, tears streaming down his face!

"Dad, it's all right, don't cry, you'll make people laugh!" Seeing his daughter, the old man finally regained his senses. He held his daughter's hand and comforted him softly, "It was this comrade driver who brought me back."

Lin Wenhui raised her head and glanced at Liu Weidong, she couldn't move her eyes away!
This comrade driver... looks so good-looking!

"Dad, don't run around in the future, stay at home honestly, if something happens, what will you tell us children to do!" A middle-aged man wearing glasses came over and helped the old man arm, complained.

"I'm just going out for a walk, to relax, not to seek death..." Mr. Lin turned around and waved at Liu Weidong, "Young man, remember what we said just now, you must remember it!"

"Don't worry, old man, as long as I'm here, those things will be there!" Liu Weidong reassured.

Lin Wenhui and his elder brother Lin Wenchuan supported the old man Lin Weixing to walk home step by step. The old man turned his head from time to time, looked at the big blue truck going away with a heavy heart, and sighed repeatedly.

"Bless the ancestors, please keep those things!"

The old man murmured silently in his heart.

Liu Weidong parked the car in the parking lot of the transportation department, and counted the money the old man threw him under the dim light. He said that the old man was really rich. There was more than 300 yuan in a thick stack of ten-yuan bills. I know what he is doing with so much money.

There are also many scattered receipts, adding up to more than 50.

He put the money in his pocket and regarded it as the "custodial fee" given by the old man. His eyes fell on the ancient books, family trees, calligraphy and paintings under his feet, and he immediately felt troubled.

Where are these rare treasures hidden?

It's not safe anywhere now, so I can only save it in that place!

　The little black house was a chapter, so let's make up another chapter!For the sake of my sincerity, can I ask for a monthly pass for April?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)