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Chapter 2 Zhao

Beside the old-fashioned solid wood stairs, a little guy with cotton slippers on his feet was trying to open the not fully locked study door in front of him.

He seemed to be afraid that others would find him, so he had to look around from time to time.

This study room is tightly closed all the year round, and hardly anyone dares to come in here, and the only ones who usually come here are his grandfather and his only uncle, Jin Heng.

Speaking of this uncle, he is simply the strangest and most mysterious existence in this family, because almost as long as he can remember, he has never seen his uncle's face.

Aunt Zhang who took care of him every day, his grandpa and uncle Dong who drove the car for the family all said that his uncle had a disease since he was born. This strange disease made Uncle Jin Heng, who was still very young at that time, suffer a lot , Since then, he doesn't like to go out very much, and he hardly sees outsiders.

Jin Changming didn't know what the disease was, but he heard from his grandfather that almost every few years, a child like his uncle would be born in their Jin family. This kind of child was often regarded as unlucky in the old society. The catastrophe reincarnated, because of his different appearance from ordinary people, he had to suffer a lot of cruel and terrible treatment, even facing his own family members, he would have a very tormented life.

Perhaps it was also for this reason that since he became an adult, Jin Heng seldom would take the initiative to go downstairs to have a meal with them, or go out with him on weekends like other uncles.

Like a heterogeneous person who is naturally afraid of light and repells people, he stays in his dark room and the depths of this old house regardless of day and night. Even things that reflect light, such as mirrors, rarely appear.

And the only vague impression he has of his uncle is that this man who should be called a young man according to his actual age sometimes knocks his crutches on the floor when he walks slowly in the study bedroom upstairs. A dull, monotonous sound.

"Long beep? Long beep? Where did you go again? Come out and eat the snacks, okay? Aunt Zhang is going to prepare dinner soon, and there are still guests coming tonight..."

Aunt Zhang downstairs shouted his name helplessly, obviously she hadn't noticed that this mischievous little guy had sneaked upstairs.

But hearing Aunt Zhang's voice, the child named Jin Changming pretended not to hear it, and directly leaned over his small body to squeeze open the rare unlocked door of the big study room, and slipped in cautiously.

The big study room was as dark and gloomy as he had imagined. The two rows of antique shelves against the wall were filled with antiques from his grandfather's collection, porcelain vases and lacquerware, as well as various old books and ancient books that exuded the scent of aloes. And the precious landscape and figure paintings all over the walls, just looking at the number is very objective.

These old antiques that have been here for an unknown number of years make the atmosphere of the whole study room unreasonably permeable. Although I have known since I was a child that the people in my family are more or less mysterious, Jin Changming is still inexplicable. I'm a little dizzy.

But when he was hesitating whether he should go out immediately, the child who was not as tall as the desk inside suddenly noticed that there seemed to be an extra tall, thin and even slightly distorted figure next to the shadow cast on the ground. It seemed that he had been standing behind him and staring at him for a long time.

"Who...who!?"

Hearing this, the man didn't speak, but at the same time, the long-drawn barking of the pearl cat that rubbed against his feet made Jin Changming guess who the man behind him was.

"Uh, uncle...uncle?"

"kindness."

This voice is definitely Jin Heng himself. Jin Changming, who was so frightened and almost screamed just now, didn't dare to turn his head back for a while, but he still felt his uncle leaning down and hugging the cat on the ground in the darkness. The snow-white old cat asked him again in a relatively indifferent voice.

"What are you doing in here?"

"I...I want to see if your health is a little better. Didn't Aunt Zhang say you were sick before? Grandpa refused to tell me anything...I'm a little worried..."

He stumbled a little, but finally he had to bite the bullet and tell the truth. After Jin Changming finished speaking, he didn't dare to say anything, but just lowered his head and said in a low voice, sorry uncle, I was wrong.

But Jin Heng, who was inexplicably silent by his little nephew's words, pursed his pale lips under the weak light, and raised his hand after a while to stroke his head unnaturally in the gesture of touching a cat.

"It's much better."

After saying this, Jin Heng took his hand back. It was a rare time to enjoy his uncle's loving touch. Jin Changming, who was a little happy just now, immediately began to feel a little disappointed again.

But he also knew that his uncle had lived with this temper for more than twenty years. Although he was polite to people, he obviously didn't take anyone seriously except his own pearl cat. He really saw it in his eyes, so the big-hearted kid Jin Changming immediately adjusted himself, and then took this rare opportunity to talk to Jin Heng like a piece of sticky rice cake. up.

"Uncle, what were you doing when I just came in?"

"reading a book."

"What book?"

"Books you don't understand."

"How do you know I don't understand if you don't tell me, maybe... maybe I know..."

At this point in the conversation, I don’t know what’s going on and I can’t go on. Jin Changming, who has no ability to resist because of his young age, really wants to continue to pretend to be cute in front of his taciturn uncle, but in the end he is flat Mouth muttered aggrievedly in his heart that uncle treats old ears better than me.

Old Ear is the cat raised by his uncle. Although Jin Changming didn't want to admit it, he was a little jealous of the old cat who could only stay with his uncle all day long, but he couldn't stay there after a few minutes Yes, followed Jin Heng who was tidying up the bookshelves, took two steps slowly and spoke furtively.

"Uncle, can I ask you something quietly?"

"what's up?"

"I heard from Aunt Zhang that I'm about to have a... uncle... aunt?"

"..."

Even though the surroundings were pitch black and the expression on Jin Heng's face could not be seen clearly, Jin Changming still sensitively sensed that his uncle seemed a little uncomfortable, and cautiously raised his voice and called uncle, not knowing the exact origin of his aunt In the next second, Jin Changming only heard Jin Heng's voice replying to him pretending to be calm.

"Well, when you see people, you must be polite and remember to call them."

"I know, but uncle, do you like my aunt? Do you two really love each other?"

"..."

Once again he didn’t want to speak, Jin Heng frowned and wanted to ask how his nephew, who was still in elementary school this year, knew these messy words, but in the end he just arranged the bookshelf in front of him according to his usual habit , and after taking out the old book with azure back cover that he was looking for, he answered his nephew's question with the standard sentences that all adults in the world would use to deal with children.

"You'll know when you grow up."

This sentence made Jin Changming speechless immediately, and then Jin Heng didn't know if he was impatient with his question, so he called Aunt Zhang up and asked her to take Jin Changming away quickly.

When Aunt Zhang heard that he had sneaked into Jin Heng's study room alone, she was obviously taken aback, and didn't dare to look up where she shouldn't look, so she apologized to Jin Heng several times in a panic, Seeing this, he was sitting in the dark of the study room without making a sound, staring down at the crutches at his feet for a while, Shen Jin Heng was silent for a while before asking softly,

"Where did the old man go?"

"...Mr. Yao invited the old man over to discuss the matter in the afternoon. He said that there was an old object from the Western Zhou Dynasty under the ancestral hall of the Yao family in Shanxi. The old man had to go over and palm the eye to see if the ancestor of the Yao family gave it to his descendants again. What hint, should come back at night."

"So that person is also here tonight?"

"Yes, Old Dong has already gone to Cuiwei Mountain to pick up someone in the morning. I also asked Old Dong to take the things you prepared for him in advance. The gloves, scarves and wallets are all in it. It is estimated that he will be there after seven o'clock." Arrived on time."

Aunt Zhang's words changed Jin Heng's expression slightly. He actually doesn't like to have too much contact with unfamiliar people, let alone under the precondition of being extremely awkward and completely ignorant of the other party. .

But since he had already agreed to this matter to his grandfather, now he naturally has to be more serious, not to appear so frivolous and disrespectful, so after thinking silently for a while, he still nodded and continued. He slowed down his voice and replied,

"Well, prepare dinner earlier, and check the room that was packed for him before. Try to stay away from my room. I usually sleep too late, and there is a lot of movement back and forth, which disturbs his rest. Let's talk about the rest when the old man comes back."

After Jin Heng finished speaking, Aunt Zhang, who had always been emotionally nervous, quickly agreed to come down, and dragged the naughty and active Jin Changming straight downstairs.

Seeing that finally only he and the white cat at his feet were left in the study room, Jin Heng, whose face was hidden in the dim light from beginning to end, got up and walked slowly to the antique shelf, and again stimulated himself by the light. And the thin red eye ends and eyes fell on the ancient painting hanging in the middle of the wall, depicting a man and woman in wedding clothes, and looked at it for a while.

"When Emperor Zhou was still alive, the ancestors of the pre-Qin were favored by the emperor for their proficiency in raising horses. After he was conferred the surname of Qin, he had a descendant, Renhao, who was later Qin Mugong. Jin Guo proposed, and Xian Gong also married his eldest daughter Bo Ji to him. This political marriage that happened thousands of years ago is called the first Qin-Jin marriage, and there have been second, third and fourth marriages since then. This time, it seems that the one surnamed Qin and the one surnamed Jin are a couple that the heavens will work hard to match..."

Lying on the ground, wagging its tail and coughing like an old man, the old cat named Ear blinked its bright yellow eyes, looked at Jin Heng who was staring at him expressionlessly, and grinned. He added another sentence in a particularly disgusting tone.

"But sometimes, not only what is said in fairy tales is deceiving, but also what is said in this myth. His uncle, do you and our aunt really love each other?"

Jin Heng: "..."

The author has something to say: My aunt has something to say: Who is my aunt?

His uncle: …………………