Qingben beauty

Chapter 68 The Tian Family Has Broken Roots!
"You, you bastard, you took something from your father's study again!" Grandma just happened to look up and saw uncle's hand, and yelled angrily.

"Come on, there's no paper in the toilet, isn't it easy for me?" The uncle said with disdain on his face, "There is a pile of waste paper in Dad's house, and you treat it like a treasure."

"What do you know, this is you..." Grandma said angrily.

"What about me? Is it useful for you to guard that pile of things? Then there is a pile of broken things, and the collectors will not accept them!" The uncle pushed grandma violently, and shouted: "I am over 30, and now my wife is no matter where I am." I don’t know, if you want to guard these things, why don’t you think about how to make your son have an offspring! Otherwise, our Tian family will be cut off! Even if you are dead, what face do you have to see my father and my grandma when you go underground? !"

Grandma staggered a few steps and hit the wall with her back. She supported the wall behind her with both hands, and the flickering candlelight illuminated the two tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

"Cry, why cry! You know how to cry! If you have time to cry, hurry up and go out and find money for me. If you can't find the money, you don't have to come back. Just die outside! Useless old thing!" Uncle Cursing bitterly, at the same time, with one hand, she was about to wipe her butt with the paper on her hand, while the other hand was pushing grandma hard.

"Wait!" I stood up.

The room was very dark, and the light from the candles was not very bright, but in the faint light, I could still see the flash of joy on my uncle's face as I spoke.

Also, the complicated look in grandma's cloudy eyes.

I pondered for a while, then stretched out my hand to my uncle and said, "Show me what you have in your hand."

Uncle raised his eyebrows, with the expression on his face that you didn't give me money to stop me from doing anything to this old woman, but asked me to wipe my buttocks. He looked at the paper in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to the old woman. I said: "Be careful, this is a relic left by my father. My mother is precious, so don't break it."

Because I have tried to calm myself down again and again in my heart, I couldn't help but pucker the corners of my mouth, and almost didn't spray him back.

I suppressed the impulse, reached out and took the few pieces of paper, but just glanced at them casually, then put the papers on the table, looked at my uncle and said, "Let her go, she is old and often Don’t push it like this, do you still have these papers here? I bought them.”

Uncle spat, and cast a smug look at grandma at an angle that I thought I couldn't see, then turned around and said, "Yes, there are many, why do you want it? Like it?"

I took a breath, took a few steps forward, held my grandma's arm, and slowly helped her back to the seat and sat down. shoulder, said: "You make an offer."

The uncle lifted up his trousers, and at the same time said in a drawn-out voice to the one next to him: "This is a good thing..."

"Okay." I interrupted him coldly: "Don't you just want money? How much?"

"My niece is smart, but..." The uncle was slightly taken aback, and then said with a straight face.

"I'm not your niece." I interrupted him again flatly, and said, "I have my own parents, but I never knew you, sir, you can't be mistaken."

"Cut, isn't it? Then why did you come to our house? What does our family's affairs have to do with you?" Uncle snorted and said with a cold face.

At his words, I just looked down and saw the look flashing in grandma's eyes, and I sighed slightly in my heart.

Hardly thinking about it, I said coldly, "I didn't say that, I'm here to travel, and my father likes things with a local flavor, so I came to take a look."

"you……"

"Liang'er, that's enough!" Grandma shouted, then turned to me and said, "If you like these things, there are still some in them, which have been handed down from the family since ancient times."

"Yes, it's very valuable! One copy, one hundred, no, two hundred yuan, no, five hundred!" The uncle continued.

I widened my eyes and looked at my uncle and grandma in surprise, fully showing that I didn't understand this turning point at all, and then said silently: "Then, I'll just buy a copy."

"One book? How can one book be enough?" Uncle stared at her, and cursed at grandma again: "You dead old woman, why are you still waiting? Why don't you go out and find money!"

Tears welled up in grandma's eyes, she turned her head to look at it, and said with guilt on her face, "Niu, why don't you buy a few more copies."

"I..." With a look of embarrassment on my face, I said in a low voice, "I'm really, just here for tourism. I'm still a student, and I don't have much money."

"I say you, dead old woman, hurry up..." The uncle stood up, making a gesture to hit grandma again.

I stretched out my hand to block him, and said sharply, "What's the matter with you? Why do you treat my mother like this!"

"You said it all, it's my mother! You're not my niece, why should you meddle in my family's affairs?" Uncle waved my hand and said, "Anyway, I can't get a wife, and she doesn't have the face to see my father and my wife." My grandma!"

The voice paused, eyebrows raised, and the uncle said with a wretched smile even in the dark: "If you feel sorry for her, you can pay her, don't say you are poor, you can pay thousands of dollars for every meal." , will you have no money?"

I blinked my eyes, remembering.

When paying the bill after eating in that small shop, because I kept thinking about what the proprietress said, I directly opened the small bag and took out the money.

And the cash I took was put together in the small bag for convenience.

Come to think of it, the proprietress saw it...

This town is not big, with the boss lady's big mouth...

I took a deep breath, looked down at grandma, and asked, "How many copies do you have?"

"A lot, a lot!" The uncle showed joy on his face, got up and rushed to the room separated by wooden boards, and not long after, he came out with a pile of torn books and papers.

I think I understand why junk collectors don't want these anymore.

Those books and papers were yellow and very brittle, and they could be shredded into paper froth if you didn't pay attention to them and applied a lot of force. It was impossible to recycle waste paper.

"Look, there are more." Uncle put the pile of papers on the table, turned around and rushed to the wooden house again.

Subconsciously, I reached out and moved the pile of papers away from the candles on the table.

With such a brittle paper, just a little spark can burn it clean in one go.

After carefully pulling away the pile of papers, I let out a sigh of relief, and then my heart suddenly trembled.

I turned to look at grandma.

While the candlelight was beating, the cloudiness in grandma's eyes seemed to have faded a lot, revealing an indescribable expression.

There are too many emotions in it, and all I can understand are understanding and relief.

After staring at me for three seconds, grandma stood up, picked up the candle and said to me, "Come on, let's go in and have a look."

I hesitated for a moment, but I still stepped forward to hold her arm, and followed her to the door of the wooden house.

(End of this chapter)