Judging from Huo Xiuxiu's own narrative and my observation of her, she is a girl who has had her own worldview and independent thinking and good at thinking. So she is resentful about her grandmother's sleeping posture and those few words of dreams at that time. Of course, this resentment is not a novel; the reason why she feels that this word of dreams has some unusual meaning is that she heard the same words many times later.

As she grew up, she began to cast a huge knot in her heart, who believed that her seemingly strong, rock-like grandmother had a huge heart.

This heart knot is very secret. Her grandmother may not say it until she dies, but what Huo Xiuxiu can be sure is that the heart knot must have something to do with that sentence.

“No time.”

What's the matter without time?

It is hard to say whether it is curiosity or the same fate as in my heart that I have committed Tai Chi or the knot she said she hoped to untie her favorite grandmother. She began to spy on this matter intentionally or unintentionally. What surprised me was that the little girl showed amazing action in spying on this work. Her clear thinking and her grasp of things are not proportional to her age.

"The girls in our Huo family are often beautiful and smart, boys are also handsome, but they are often stupid." She explained: "I don't know why it may be because girls were brought up by grandma since childhood. My brother, as a whole, only knows how to behave like a partner."

"I don't think it's a serious matter to check my grandmother and aunt." The fat man poked.

She thought about it and felt that she sighed: "Anyway, as I checked my heart, my heart knot became my heart knot."

She really started to look up this matter. Maybe 4 years ago, when she was 15 years old, everything was completely clueless. There was only one sentence without time. If I could not get started, but for her, there was an entry point that I could not imagine.

At first she wanted to find her diary but novels; unfortunately, not everyone would have the habit of keeping a diary. Her grandmother had very little writing materials before. Unlike these people in my family, my grandmother was a lady from a family (note that it was my grandmother). The sons and grandsons who were educated by her sons and grandchildren were more or less books. Even when the third uncle didn't speak, he could pretend to be a white-faced scholar. The style of the Huo family is more utilitarian and women in the martial arts world want to fight, rob tombs, and take care of their husbands and children. They won't have time to practice calligraphy and write articles, so the temperament of Mrs. Huo was definitely not like Lin Daiyu. So there would definitely not be too much text left.

But Huo Xiuxiu didn't find her. She found a lot of letters and correspondences. She had a little ghost-headed idea of ​​peeping or finding her grandmother's love letters. Unfortunately, all the letters were basically business transactions without anything she wanted to know.

If I had given up looking for other ideas, but Huo Xiuxiu had her own ideas. She spent several months imitating her handwriting and writing a letter to all the addresses on these letters.

That letter is basically written:

Dear everyone:

I have dreamed of that thing recently. This nightmare has been lingering for many years. I don’t know if we are a good person until we were old. I hope to see you again. There is still something I didn’t say that I appeared in the past. I think it might be the key. I hope I can talk to you in person. I just want to be an old friend.

The latest letters span nearly half a century. They are still far away from the present. These addresses generally cannot be sent. However, Huo Xiuxiu said that she felt that the places where business deals are rural, while small counties and small counties are the least changing places, especially in rural areas, even if the address changes, the letter can be delivered to the recipient.

After the letter was sent, she took the initiative to take charge of the mailbox at home, so that others thought she was in love and was waiting for her boyfriend's letter. In fact, there was no reply in the first two months. From the third month, there were sporadic replies. Basically, there were confusion.

The little girl has always insisted on reading the mailbox at 5 a.m. every day, never stopping.

The letter in the fifth month finally came.

Only one line of words:

Old affairs are brought up again.

She immediately knew that there was a door, and this person must know the situation. According to the address, the letter came from a small shop in Liulichang, Beijing. So she immediately packed up her bags and came to the shop.

The owner of the shop was an old man with gold teeth and named Jin Wantang.

Speaking of this, Huo Xiuxiu looked at me and asked, "Did you remember it?"

My cold sweat came down immediately.
Chapter completed!