Return to the small mountain village in 1986

Chapter 8 Four Portraits
"Ah!" Gao Mingcheng sneezed. He looked up at his own yard in front of him, guessing that his parents must be scolding him right now.

He lowered his head and continued to eat the porridge, without even picking up the porridge, and finished the whole bowl of porridge in two or three strokes.

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 speaking.

Gao Zhuang hadn't finished the porridge yet, and the porridge was still boiling hot just out of the pot.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Gao Zhuang wanted to catch up, and even decided not to eat porridge for now.

Gao Mingcheng could see what he was thinking, if he didn't eat porridge, Grandma Xi would definitely be worried.

So he hurriedly said: "Eat slowly, and go find me there yesterday after eating! ——Remember, don't tell my parents!"

Before the words fell, the person had already run away without a trace.

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 paper he found yesterday, and to teach Gao Zhuang how to catch pheasants and hares.

Originally, if he didn't have the gold foil paper, he still planned to work on the railway for two days and get two yuan. After all, he would have to wait for the tomb robbers to come and step on it, so he could take the opportunity to reveal the matter to Uncle Gao Guobing.

As soon as Gao Mingcheng left Grandma Xi's house, someone really came here to look for him.

The person who came was his mother Luo Xiaohua.

Luo Xiaohua's face was displeased, and he didn't have much respect for Grandma Xi, an elder. As soon as he entered the door, he muttered loudly: "Gao Mingcheng, get out of here, you bastard!"

Although Luo Xiaohua is fierce, Gao Zhuang is not afraid of her, "Auntie, why did you find my house when you were looking for your son? It's early in the morning, and it's not so early to visit."

Although Grandma Xi looked kindly, she also said: "Xiao Hua, Ming Cheng is not at my house, you can look elsewhere."

Luo Xiaohua didn't believe it, so he went to the house to look for it, and looked from room to room, but he couldn't find anyone.

She just gave up and walked away, cursing and cursing: "Little brat, don't let me catch you, or I will make you look good!"

After she left, Gao Zhuang pursed his lips, and said to the little grandma beside him: "Big dad and aunt shouted at Brother Mingcheng to beat him, or to kill him! I think Brother Mingcheng is the one who suffers the most from their four sons." See you!"

The little grandma understood very well, and said with emotion: "In a family with many children, most of the people caught in the middle are not pleasing. He is not as big as he can help support the family, and he is not as young as he can act like a baby. This Parents have limited energy and don't care about everyone, so in a family with many children, there will always be someone who suffers."

"Zhuang Zhuang, grandma just hopes that you will have two children in the future, whether it is a boy or a girl, it doesn't matter! These two children are good, the big one is good, the small one is good, and they can take care of them. In the future, brothers and sisters There is also someone who negotiates."

Grandma Xi looked at Gao Zhuang with full of care, and was already imagining the picture of a house full of children and grandchildren in her mind.

Gao Zhuang blushed when he mentioned the matter of marrying a wife and having children, and he muttered: "Grandma, I'm still young, brother Mingcheng is half a year older than me, and his family hasn't even arranged for him a marriage."

Seeing the shy grandson, the little grandma smiled so hard that her teeth could not see her eyes.

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry, let me look for Zhuang Zhuang first, if there is a suitable one, I will 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 ran around with him, and later died young, so he didn't have time to marry a wife and have children.

As long as there is a son, Grandma Xi will not lose her will to live after hearing the news of Gao Zhuang's death, and then go on a hunger strike and die.

Gao Mingcheng avoided Luo Xiaohua's pursuit and came to Niuweiling.

In the early morning, Niuwei Ridge is quiet and deserted. It is a little far away from the village, even if it is to collect firewood, few people come here to collect it.

Gao Mingcheng looked around cautiously, and after making sure that there was no one there, he threw the bag in his hand on the ground first, and then carefully took out the two pieces of gold foil from his pocket.

When the unique light of gold shone into his eyes, his heart moved.

He made a lot of money in his previous life, so naturally he also bought a lot of gold, such as big gold chains, big gold rings, gold bricks and so on.

He estimated that these two pieces of gold foil paper were about ten grams at most, which is not much if converted into money.

His excitement was more because this was an opportunity he had missed in his previous life, but after he was reborn, he got it again!
The joy of finding something lost is worth more than thousands of dollars.

The light was not good last night, so he didn't see anything special on the gold foil, but he was firm in his heart that there must be something special, because the gold foil is so thin and not very valuable, so it doesn't need to spend so much thought , caught in the book cover.

Just the technique of clipping the book cover is worth ten grams of gold.

The gold foil paper is only the size of a palm, slightly thicker than real gold foil, and the tentacles have the texture of metal and the softness of pure gold.

Gao Mingcheng first held the gold foil in his hand and looked at it, but he didn't see anything, so he looked at the gold foil in the direction of the sun.

When sunlight shines through the gold foil paper, some looming lines emerge.

Before he could see clearly, Gao Mingcheng's heart beat excitedly.

He moved the gold foil paper, adjusted the direction, and finally saw the whole picture on the gold foil paper clearly from an angle.

Those are four portraits, depicting a person sitting cross-legged in meditation. The movements of each portrait are different, some have their hearts turned to the sky, some embrace nature, some bow their heads in meditation, and some put their hands together.

In the blank space, there are four lines of characters. Because the characters are small, it took Gao Mingcheng a little effort to decipher them.

After seeing clearly that it was a seal script, Gao Mingcheng couldn't hide his joy, and he exhaled heavily, thinking that this was an opportunity bestowed on him by God.

In his previous life, after he bought this book, he kept it in his hands for more than a year, but he never noticed that there was a layer in the book cover.

Later, it was borrowed by someone, who said it was burned by naughty children.

But now after he was reborn, not only did he find the interlayer in the book cover, the characters on it happened to be the seal script he knew!
He only has a junior high school education, so he doesn't know seal script.

But who made him deal with tomb robbers in his previous life?Afterwards, he also spent a short period of time in the antique shop. Unfortunately, his capital was small and he didn't understand antiques, so he couldn't be an antique dealer. If he robbed tombs, he didn't know where there were tombs, and he didn't dare to go to the deep mountains and old forests rashly.

So he got out of that business and started something else.

Although he could recognize some seal scripts, Gao Mingcheng was not careless and began to recognize every word seriously.

When all the characters were recognized, those four sentences resounded naturally in his heart.

Sentence by sentence, the sound is like waves.

　I have signed a contract, and this is the first time I write an article of this kind of subject. Before opening the book, I asked several relatives, friends and elders, and learned some things about that era, but there may be some inaccuracies, so please speak up enthusiastically. Change, who made me an open-minded and studious person!

　　
　
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