Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 327 Zhuoli Bookstore
"Is this place going to be relocated?" Xiaoxiao looked curiously at the direction in which the children ran away.

"No, those people seemed to be looking for something, and they went door to door asking if they had seen it."

"Oh?" The eyes of the shrewd businessman and his daughter in the front row all brightened.

"Collect what? Have you been to your house?"

Song Man nodded, "I went there yesterday. They seem to be some old books. As long as there are old books at home, they will accept them."

His grandfather has half a room full of old books, how can he sell one?He was kicked out before the other party finished speaking.

Xiaoxiao thought of the "Zuoli Bookstore" on the side of the road.

"It's still early, how about we go to a place? It won't take too long."

Naturally, she said nothing to two idiots. When the car stopped at the door of the bookstore, the scene in front of her was astonishing.

The afternoon sun shone warmly, and the "Zuoli Bookstore" was like a waste collection station, full of all kinds of musty old books, and the toothless old lady nestled in the pile of books and took a nap in the sun.

"Xiaoxiao, why are you here?" Seeing her staring blankly out of the window, Gu Mo thought that the little fairy was moved with compassion and wanted to help the old lady at the door.

Han Xiaoxiao finally came back from her thoughts of leaving, and looked at Gu Mo in horror, "Gu Mo, I finally remembered where I heard about Grandma Ziyu."

She bought a few old books at "Zuoli Bookstore", one of which contained a title deed and a letter from her family. Ding Yanlin's ancestor.

Telling Gu Mo the ins and outs of the matter, Gu Mo also thought it was a coincidence, "Could it be that the stranger who suddenly appeared came to look for this letter?"

This guess was bold and reasonable, and the three of them got out of the car and shook the delirious old lady.

Unexpectedly, the old lady recognized Xiaoxiao. Seeing her coming to buy books again, her face was full of joy. After a while, she pulled out an iron box from under her buttocks, and whispered, "I knew you would come back, I gave it to you." You saved it, and no one told you, so you can take it and see.”

Opening the box, there was a strange musty smell that choked Xiao Xiao into tears. Gu Mo snatched it and examined it carefully. There were all folk tales and gaudy comics.

"Ma'am, I bought these books, I want to ask, why did you move all the books out?"

"These don't belong to me. They are all collected by the bearded head. If there is no place to put them, they will be piled up here. If you have a match, you can take them as you like, and you don't need money." After shouting for a long time to let the old lady hear what she said clearly, Han Xiaoxiao rubbed With a groan, search through the piles on the ground to find some valuable rare copies, which can be sold for a good price at least ten years later.

"Here's the money. You can go home and sleep." He took out two big union cards and stuffed them into the old lady's hands. Han Xiaoxiao was about to leave with the book, but was stopped by the old lady again, "Girl, you are a good person. My aunt has something to do with you." Fate, you take that sign and put it here with me, sooner or later my son will be used as firewood."

A piece of rotten wood that is about to be eaten away by moths is not willing to be used as firewood.The old lady couldn't tell the origin of the brand, she just kept saying that it was something the old man valued, and it was a pity to burn it.

Han Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to take the old things that the old man loved for nothing, so she gave the old lady another 200 yuan. Waving with Xiaoxiao.

"The 22nd year of the Republic of China was 1932. Yang Ziyu was at most eleven or twelve years old. At that time, she was in charge of the house?"

(End of this chapter)