At the end of the building sits an old woman. The old woman is dressed neatly and her white hair is meticulously combed.

"Grandma Zhu, when did you come here?" Qi Fei went to the door and whispered to the door.

The old man in the room didn't turn his head, but said as if he saw him, "Qi Fei, I'm going to find you. Since you are here, come in, remember to close the door."

Qi Fei flashed into the library, closed the door, and looked at the old man in front.

The old lady is called Qi Zhu. She is from the old house of Qi family. She doesn't have Qi family blood. She is the next-generation grandmother's personal grandmother.

Mrs. Qi Zhu is older than Mr. Qi, and the grandmother of the previous generation is the grandfather's aunt.

Qi Fei flashed these materials in his heart, but these materials were not the most important. The most important thing was that the secret treasure in his hand was given to him by Mrs. Qi Zhu!

The scene of that year is still vivid now. In the old house of Qi family, in a dark house, Mrs. Qi Zhu stretched out her face expressionlessly, and there was a small, exquisite metal blue and white pillow in her hand. The old lady only said a word Words: "Take it, your mother asked me to give it to you when you were eighteen!"

Qi Fei wanted to ask more, but Mrs. Qi Zhu had turned around and disappeared.

Later, Qi Fei tried to ask Mrs. Qi Zhu several times to inquire about her mother, but she failed to do so. Most of what she knows now are hearsay and her inference after she entered the heavenly adventure.

The library is old and mottled. There is a small window on the side wall. The small windows are made of small wooden lattices. It is inlaid with ancient frosted glass. The huge five-sided bookshelf stands in the middle of the ground. Inside looks extremely dark.

Qi Fei came to the square table and sat down. There were a few books scattered on the square table, but they were enlightenment readings such as Zeng Guangxian's thousands of characters. He put his hands on the table gently and looked at Mrs. Qi Zhu.

"I know you have a lot of questions in my heart, and I have a lot of questions. I tell you what I know, and then you look for the answer. I am old and my curiosity has faded. I just want to sit on the vine when the weather is good. On the chair, bask in the sun in front of the building. "The old lady's voice was slow and low.

Qi Fei didn't speak, he knew the old lady was going to talk about his mother.

"I'm a Miao, and came to Qi's house very early."

Qi Fei hesitated for a moment. He didn't expect the old lady to talk about his own life, let alone the old lady was a Miao.

auzw.com "Most Hmong people have a Chinese surname, as do I. What is my Chinese surname? The original name was He Zhu."

Qi Fei listened quietly.

"This Han name has existed for a long time. My father was a toast of Dazhai. The Zhaizi was hereditary. I don't know how many years I was his only daughter."

The old lady Qi Zhu closed her eyes slightly, her expression was serene, and she seemed to be talking about a history that had nothing to do with herself.

"When I was eight years old, there was a rebellion in Zhaizi, and many people died. I could not escape, but I happened to meet the young lady who played there. The young lady's work was unusual, but she made a good gun and a red coat. With two guns in hand, I clearly remember that the young lady can change the magazine with one hand, so no matter how long she can stop her, as long as there are enough bullets, the young lady rescued me and brought me Central Plains, brought to the Qi family. "

Qi Fei is a little surprised. He knows that the young lady is the grandmother's aunt and the grandmother's aunt. You can hear the old lady's statement. The grandmother was a very sturdy woman. It was ridiculous to run away with a performer.

The old lady Qi Zhu sneered, and seemed to see what Qi Fei thought, and said lightly: "Some things are not as simple as you think, especially in the big family, but you must also be confused, these things I said What does it have to do with you."

Qi Fei shook his head strangely. He knew that there was a relationship, but he didn't know what the relationship was, and where it came from.

The old lady glanced at him and continued: "Our Miao people are good at raising uncle, but as the daughter of a toast, I raise love, uncle."

"Love, huh?" Qi Fei muttered to himself: "But the kind of love that can be passed on to men, huh?"

The old lady nodded and continued, "I knew a lot of things when I was eight years old, and I knew the puppets in my body. When I knew that I would marry someone later, the puppets would be transferred to that man, and that man would be right for life. I obey and will not betray me. "

Qi Fei's eyes narrowed slightly: "Is there really such a cricket?"

"Of course, but I never thought about marrying," said the old lady lightly.

"I thought it was okay, I thought I was not married, so I raised it in my body, but I do n’t know at all, love, I can only raise one nail, and if one nail cannot be transferred to others, then I will It will bite back. By then, everything will be too late, and nothing can be saved. "

Qi Fei listened very carefully, and even made some conjectures. He asked, "Is your mother-in-law having a love affair at that time, and it is difficult to treat?"

The old lady glanced at him, picked up a book page in front of her with a silver mule, and said calmly: "Yes, it can't be saved, the old method can't save it, and modern medicine can't save it, you must want to ask me why I still live I came down because I met someone at that time, and that was your mother. "

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