"Not to mention, the clothes you people wear here are indeed much simpler and more comfortable than the clothes we wear in Xiliang." Zhu Yan looked at himself in the mirror, feeling that this was the first time in his life that he could see himself so clearly. The mirror is also different from the bronze mirror in Xiliang. Looking at myself in the mirror is like seeing another real self.
What a magical world!
Xia Yuanqiu followed Zhu Yan downstairs. Grandpa and Aunt Zhuang still didn't come back. The house was quiet, except for the occasional chirping of insects and birds in the yard, there was no other sound.
It was very quiet. In Xia Yuanqiu's memory, Aunt Zhuang usually left home to buy groceries or something. She would definitely be back before ten o'clock, but Uncle Gu would never leave his post unless it was a day off.
But today is not a day off, and it is already past ten o'clock. Both of them are not here at the same time, and neither is grandpa. This is too strange.
She thought of the date she had seen when she borrowed the middle-aged woman's cell phone. Today was July 11, 2016. This date was so familiar! What holiday is it
She thought about it and suddenly thought that the day Jiang Xin had the operation was July 11th, which was Jiang Xin's death anniversary and also her death anniversary. Did grandpa go to the cemetery
Thinking of this, she could no longer wait for her grandfather at home with peace of mind. She grabbed Zhu Yan and said, "I know where grandpa is, let's go."
Just as she walked to the door, Xia Yuanqiu turned back and said, "It's not good for us to be seen climbing over walls and walls. There is a car in the garage, let's drive there!"
Speaking of cars, Zhu Yan thought of the fat man he met on the road before, his big black guy, and the cars of all sizes speeding by on the road. He hurriedly asked excitedly: "Can you drive?"
Xia Yuanqiu nodded: "Of course, my grandpa gave me my first car on my eighteenth birthday. I am an experienced driver when I drive, so don't worry!"
The garage door was an electronic lock. She remembered that the password was her birthday, so she pressed it at will. The heavy rolling shutter door on the garage slowly rose. To her surprise, in the garage, she saw Aunt Zhuang lying on the ground. Aunt Zhuang's body was tied with a rope, her mouth was stuffed with a towel, her head was sweating profusely, and her eyes were closed tightly.
Xia Yuanqiu was shocked and rushed forward, pulled the towel from her mouth, untied the rope around her body, and took out a glass of spiritual spring water from the space and fed her to drink.
"What's wrong with her?" Zhu Yan asked hurriedly.
Xia Yuanqiu had already felt her pulse and said, "It's okay. I've been drugged and I'll wake up soon." She used a silver needle to prick Aunt Zhuang's acupuncture point.
Aunt Zhuang's closed eyes slowly opened, looking at the anxious-looking strange girl in front of her, she was startled: "Who are you?"
Xia Yuanqiu hurriedly said: "Don't be afraid, Aunt Zhuang, I won't hurt you!"
Aunt Zhuang? After the young lady passed away, I never heard anyone call her Aunt Zhuang again.
She looked at the girl in front of her. She was beautiful. She was sure that she had never seen this girl before, but her eyes reminded him of the young lady. This look was almost exactly the same as the look the young lady looked at her when she was alive.
"Who are you?" Aunt Zhuang asked again.
With tears in her eyes, Xia Yuanqiu choked and said: "Aunt Zhuang, I am Xiao Yuan, I am Xiao Yuan!" After her parents' plane crash, she was only five years old. Besides her grandfather, Aunt Zhuang was her other relative in this family.
Aunt Zhuang was stunned. She looked at Xia Yuanqiu up and down, left and right, and then shook her head: "No, you are not Xiao Yuan. Xiao Yuan is already dead. You are not her!"