Otherworldly Merchant

“What would you like to drink, tea or drink?” Zhao Yihan wiped away the tears and turned to ask me.

“Tea bar.” I answered randomly, then quadrupled.

She has a large family with three rooms and two halls measuring nearly 200 square meters.

It's tidy and organized, just a little cold and clean.

It can be seen that she has been in a bad mood lately and not in a very good mood to take care of it. Several of the rich bamboo in the living room have all yellowed their leaves. It must have been a long time since water was poured. Even the windowsill and cupboard corner were covered with a faint layer of dust.

Only the golden orange tree placed on the coffee table is shiny and spotless.

“He loves this basin of oranges.” Zhao Yihan gently placed the teacup in front of me and sat on the couch opposite me, recalling: “Every time he went home, no matter how tired he was, he never forgot to mess with the gold orange. He looked careful, like a grown-up child. ”

After that, Zhao Yihan's mouth floated with a smile, but that smile was bitter.

“Does your husband have an antique collection?” I held the cup in my hands and asked first.

“No.” Zhao Yihan shook his head softly: “He is not highly educated, so he is not interested in this aspect. ”

“Has he ever brought back anything special?” I went on to ask.

I don't want anything to happen to her husband, but it's weird from beginning to end. What husband doesn't come home for a year? And just disappeared when the rooster rang?

“Neither does it…” Zhao Yihan thought hard and then shook his head.

“Oh, right!” Suddenly, she suddenly remembered something and shouted: “Two years ago, he brought back a safe and put it under the bed, but never gave me the keys. ”

“Check it out.” I awoke at once.

The bedroom had a huge wedding photo on the bedside, and the two laughed incredibly sweetly, imaginable, how happy they should have been.

Zhao Yihan bent over and moved out a small box from under the bed. The box was only one foot long, but it was heavy. Zhao Yihan was very hard to get to me.

This is a specially encrypted safe with a layer of steel embedded outside, and the space inside shouldn't be very large, shaking slightly, making a slight noise, sounding like some kind of paper file or something.

As I swayed, there was a gloomy smell coming out of it, and even the thermometer in the house had dropped several degrees all at once.

“This box is weird!” I immediately made a judgment and looked up and asked Zhao Yihan: “Do you know the password? ”

“I don't know." Zhao Yihan glanced confused: “He brought this back two years ago, and he never told me, or I accidentally found it when I cleaned the room, and I never asked what was in it. ”

“Something's wrong with this box, there must be something special hidden in it.” I looked at her like I asked: “If I didn't have a password and a key, I'd have to force it open! ”

Zhao Yihan nodded without hesitation and, as I had instructed, quickly found some tools.

Though she found these tools that she didn't take advantage of, I didn't have much experience prying safes, and I didn't have to be as careful as a thief, nor was I in a hurry.

After more than ten minutes, I finally broke the lock of the safe with a sweaty commander's invisible needle.

I was surprised what was hidden inside, just a yellow envelope.

But I dared not to be slightly careless - because that strong pubic air was coming out of the envelope.

I pulled out the sand and smeared it on the envelope mouth, then opened the envelope carefully.

There are only two things in there.

A wedding photograph, the wedding photograph of two sweet and sweet people snuggling together, full of happy smiles, beside two lines of words: double-flying wings, old with white heads.

Another thing is a little pink book made of bamboo, Jane.

The style of the book is very old-fashioned, with a brilliant star river painted on it, a large group of magpies flying and dancing, forming a curved bridge.

This is…

As soon as my heart jumped, I had an unknown feeling and quickly expanded the book Jane, but it was written in fine blood: Ko Yin, Ding Tin, Xin Yi, Yi Zi.

Obviously, it's a person's birthday.

“When was your husband born?” I was anxious to ask.

Zhao Yihan also seemed to have noticed something. His face changed and he said it quickly. Then he asked me: “What's wrong? He... is he all right? ”

I pinched her finger and left it on the letterhead. It was her husband's!

I've never seen this book before, but I know a great love legend about it, and it's the story of a cowboy weaver.

Weaver is said to be a fairy. Once Xiaofan met Niu Lang, he was attracted to Niu Lang's simple kindness, and the two married. Unexpectedly, the mother-in-law, the mother-in-law Wang, forcibly brought her back to Heavenly Palace, allowing the two to meet each other across the galaxy, but not together.

Later, their steadfast love touched the magpies, who spontaneously erected a bridge on the galaxy to make them happy to meet each other. When the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother became aware of it, they were moved, so they set the seventh day of July of each year as the seventh eve, allowing them to meet on that day.

Slowly, Seven Eves also became Valentine's Day in China.

It was a myth, but another strange thing happened in the Tang dynasty.

During the Tang Taizong year, a poor schoolboy rushed to the examination, fell ill in the wilderness hills, and was rescued by a mother and father. After hundreds of general nurturing, the great illness of the book gradually healed, also agreed with the popular affair, selfishly for the rest of his life.

When the book became ill, he went to the capital and sent her 18 miles in a row to shed tears.

The schoolboy was only eight years old. He took Wen Kui Yuan, refused to accept Hundred officials as a good son-in-law, and even rejected Tang Taizong's intention to recruit him as a horse. He was determined to marry the people's daughter.

But very unfortunately, shortly after he went to Beijing to rush the exam, the people and daughter were also seriously ill and soon returned to the west. According to the villagers, she was still holding onto the letter of love left by the scholar when she was dying, without meditation.

The schoolboy, desperate to grieve, actually crashed a tree in front of the people's grave, because he had already been in high school, and this has been reported to Tang Taizong before the case.

After listening, Tang Taizong sighed and ordered a communal grave to be built for the students and the people to honor their loyalty.

But at this time, Yuan Tianzhen, the first astrologer of Datang, played: “Hu Yuanlang was born from the stars, and even after his death, he ascended to heaven. But the woman died of illness and became a lonely wild ghost. Even if buried in one place, she would not be able to live with each other. ”

"'So what?" asked Taizong hastily. ”

Yuan Tianqiao smiled: "I can create a letter and report to King Yan Luo, so that the two will meet again every year on the seventh evening. ”

Taizong immediately promised.