"As long as you see the real thing, A Xuan, you should be able to recall it." Bai Jiu said, opening the small wooden box.

"What's inside...uh?!"

In the small box was a bag made of linen, with the mouth of the bag tied with thin rope, and the bag was bulging with water chestnuts, obviously there was something inside. Looking at the sack bag that was placed in the small box and filled with the space inside the small box, Mo Xuan couldn't help but be stunned and said incredibly: "What's going on? Why is there a sack bag inside?! I don't remember that I've collected such a very ancient style bag!?"

Bai Jiu took out the burlap bag from the small box, "I put this bag in it. When I was 7 years old, I came back and saw that the treasures A Xuan collected when he was a child were placed in the box. I was worried that the treasures would be broken, so in order to better preserve the things inside, I put them in the bag and put them all in it."

"That's it!" Mo Xuan looked at Bai Jiu beside him and smiled, "Bai, you have been back too! Did you be 7 years old..."

Mo Xuan raised his head slightly, thought for a while, and said, "That year my dad's wood business was booming, so our family was running around, as if he hadn't even returned to his hometown in the New Year!"

Bai Jiu: "So that's it, no wonder I didn't find A Xuan at that time."

Mo Xuan suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but smile: "Talk, did you take away the shovel here? When I was 8 or 9 years old, I also went back to the secret base to visit. At that time, I found that the shovel here was missing. I thought it was the farmers passing by in the village who took away the shovel. Now, Bai seems to be more suspicious!?"

Bai Jiu nodded and said, "I took the shovel. The shovel was rusted, so I buried it."

"Buried it..." Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, "Haha! Bai, you have such a childish behavior too!? It's really incredible!"

Bai Jiu: "I was only 7 years old at that time and I was a child myself."

"No, no!" Mo Xuan shook his head repeatedly and said, "Bai, you have been very mature and rational since childhood! In my impression, when you were a child, you were very aloof and cold. Seeing other little kids of the same age all had a feeling of 'king of the king'! It seemed that other little kids were uncivilized monkeys!"

Mo Xuan couldn't help but nodded, and agreed with his words, and said surely: "Uh! That's right, that kind of feeling! It's pretty good to describe it, that kind of feeling!"

Bai Jiu: "Illusion."

"Yeah?"

Mo Xuan tilted his head and thought, not sure that the impression of Diamond Jiu in his mind was correct when he was young was correct. After all, it was too long, and the memory in his mind might be deviated. To be honest, he couldn't remember clearly what happened when he was a child. Maybe it was really possible that he had remembered it wrongly!

"Forget it, this kind of thing is not critical." Mo Xuan shook his head, looked at the small bag that Bai Jiu held in his hand, and said, "What did I hide when I was a child? Bai, open it and take a look!"

"Yes." Bai Jiu untied the rope that tied the bag's mouth, poured the bag, and poured out the things inside.

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The collision sounded, and the things inside rolled down onto the decaying wooden table.

Three beautiful small stones about the size of a little finger, a screw, an unknown iron card, a walnut with a perfect appearance, a rectangular wood as thick as a little finger, a ball of wrapped transparent silk thread, and a black old pencil sharpener.

Mo Xuan looked at the strange things scattered on the old and decaying wooden table, raised his eyebrows, reached out to hold his forehead, and said speechlessly: "What were I thinking when I was a child? How to collect these strange things! It's really incomprehensible!"

"Yes." Hearing Mo Xuan's emotion, Bai Jiu nodded immediately for agreement.

Mo Xuan picked up the transparent silk thread and pencil sharpener from the old and decaying wooden table and said, "These two should be weapons, and the others should be interesting collections."

"The transparent silk thread is so neatly wrapped. When I was a child, I should have been taking care of it very seriously. This pencil sharpening..." Mo Xuan put down the transparent silk thread and made a move. He wanted to pull out the blade of the pencil sharpening. But after trying it, the blade was still stuck inside the knife and did not move at all.

“Totally rusted!”

Mo Xuan put down the rusty black pencil sharpening with some emotion, looked at the black pencil sharpening on the wooden table, and smiled: "By the way, this thing is now considered an old antique! Maybe it can't be bought."

Bai Jiu: "Yes."

"Let's go, go back." Mo Xuan waved his hand and drove away the little bugs flying around him, saying, "There are a lot of bugs in the mountain, and I don't want to stay for a long time."

"Yes." Bai Jiu nodded and recognized Mo Xuan's words, then pointed to the things on the old wooden table and said, "A Xuan, what should I do with these treasures?"

Mo Xuan smiled and said, "Let it be put here as a memory! I took it away, and I don't know where to put it."

"good."

Bai Jiu nodded, put away the things again, and then buried the small box in the pile of rocks with Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan walked out of the cave and back to the small path on the mountain. He went down the mountain along the small path and looked back at Bai Jiu who was following behind him, and asked with a smile: "Bai, where are you next?"

Bai Jiu: "Temple."

"It's there! I really miss you. How long has it been since I went with Bai..." Mo Xuan was very happy and smiled: "Forget it, this kind of thing doesn't matter anymore!"

...

After strolling around the village, I went to many places I had been with Bai when I was a child, Mo Xuan and Bai Jiu returned to the small yard where my grandparents lived.

I walked into the yard and pushed open the door. There was no one in the room.

"No one..." Mo Xuan thought for a moment and said, "It's probably all going to my aunt's house? Let's go, Bai, let's go to my aunt's house to take a look."

Bai Jiu: "Yes."

Mo Xuan led the way, Bai Jiu followed, and the two left the old earthen tiled building complex, walked to the small road, walked up the small road for a while, and then arrived at my aunt's house.

My aunt's house is on the side of Xiaoma Road. There is a small square in front of the house. The square is next to the road. The house has three floors and white tiles outside, covering an area of ​​hundreds of square meters. The overall look simple and large.

The small square in front of the house and the house are more than 200 square meters. The house is spacious all around, and the houses next to the houses in the city look completely different! After all, land in rural areas is very valuable, with a vast land sparsely populated. Under normal circumstances, acre of land is only 5,000 or 6,000 yuan per acre, so the houses in Fengwei Village basically have front yards and back yards.

The door of my aunt's house was open, and Mo Xuan took Bai Jiu directly into it.

There was only one Lin Xiaomei who was going home for the New Year in the hall, lying on a recliner and playing with her cell phone. Mo Xuan walked into the hall, glanced at Lin Xiaomei, and asked, "Cousin, are my parents here?"

"exist!"

Lin Xiaomei looked at the phone, pointed her finger without raising her head, and said, "My uncle and aunt are all cleaning the room on it, and grandparents and my mother are all helping."

"Are you really here?" Mo Xuan showed an expression that was indeed not as expected and walked directly into the hall, "Then cousin, I'm going upstairs."

"Go and go!"

Mo Xuan took Bai Jiu to the third floor and found his mother, father, and grandparents who were cleaning the room.

"Xuanyi, I'm back." Grandpa couldn't help but smile when he saw Mo Xuan and Bai Jiu walking up the stairs.

"Yeah." Mo Xuan smiled and said, "I've been back after going out for a walk!"

"Have you had fun?"

"happy!"

Mo Xuan looked at his grandfather holding the wet linen and smiled and said, "Grandpa, I'll help too!"

"Xuanyi, I've grown up and become sensible!"

Upon hearing this, my grandfather smiled very happily.
Chapter completed!