The Zhao family's old house is located in a less crowded area on the outskirts of the city. It has been decades old and is an "old house" in the true sense. (The best experience of reading novels is in [])

Yuan Shang grew up here in his previous life and knew every plant and tree here by heart. He took Yu Shuimiao to the back door of the yard and easily opened the small door hidden in the ivy with a small key.

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"I don't know if the power is out in the house now. There is surveillance at the gate, and generally no one knows about the back door. I used to live outside and only come back occasionally. I was worried about losing it, so I always kept the key here." Yuan

I pulled open the same dense vine leaves on the outer wall of the house and saw that the back door was not sealed. I immediately smiled. As soon as I opened the door, I was hit by a dull breath.

"Come in, come in." He got in and called Yu Shuimiao again, then looked around the room and sighed longly, "I haven't been back for more than a year since I had health problems. Alas, there is no one in the house.

It’s easy to live in a place that gets old.”

He is not exaggerating. This house is really old. The two-story building, from the layout to the decoration, exudes the atmosphere of the old school. However, the book smell is strong, which makes people look at it with an indescribable feeling.

Feeling of comfort. Yu Shuimiao looked around, his eyes retracted from the bookshelf that stretched almost the entire wall, and fell on the small altar table at the entrance. Yuan Shang quickly stepped forward and picked up the two books placed on it.

He picked up a photo frame and gently wiped away the dust with his sleeves. This was exactly why he came here. After finding the photos of his parents, he showed a satisfied smile and asked Yu Shuimiao distractedly: "When will the auction take place here?"

He was the last member of the family and had no successors. After his death, the house was nationalized by the relevant units. According to normal procedures, it would be auctioned after the internal value was counted.

"It's said that we have to wait until May or June next year." Yu Shuimiao had asked about it a long time ago. He also knew that his old friend had deep feelings for this old house, but he was still a little worried. "You want to take pictures here? Ren Pingsheng

But I also know your old house, aren’t you afraid of him guessing something?”

"Am I afraid of him?" Yuanami put the photo away and sneered, "What do you think he can do to me? You must have read too many science fiction novels."

Yu Shuimiao was right when he thought about it. If Yuan Shang had not come to the door on his own initiative, even he himself would not have believed that there was such a thing as resurrection from the dead. So he felt relieved and said: "But I think the valuation of this house should not be high."

It will be low. Although the location is a little remote, but you have a lot of books at home and such an expensive piano, the price will be at least more than 10 million by then."

The piano Yu Shuimiao is talking about is a Steinway placed in the corner of the first floor. It is not the most expensive model, but it costs one or two million. It has been passed down in the Zhao family for two generations, and the paint is still shining.

For such a large ancient house with a collection of books and a piano, Yu Shuimiao's conservative estimate of 10 million is nothing more than a way to comfort an old friend who is currently short of money. When Yuan Shang heard this, he smiled slightly and didn't say anything, just writing on the wall.

After tinkering left and right, he heard a muffled click, and then he reached out and slowly slid the full bookcase to the side.

Yu Shuimiao looked in shock at a narrow room that was supposed to be a wall: "!!!!!???"

Why is there a secret room in the house where I grew up playing hide and seek? Is this a spy drama?!

"I knew this place would definitely not be counted." Nothing here showed signs of being tampered with. He turned on the light on his mobile phone, touched a Ruyi-looking ornament at hand, and explained with a smile, "Isn't it surprising? I'm the first

I was shocked when I saw it once, and then I realized why some things my parents had put away when I was a kid could never be found again. My dad said he was building this house, and it was originally to be used as a study, but later he found that it was very hidden.

, I put all the valuable things at home in it, so I’m not afraid of thieves. Some of my dad’s antiques, my mom’s jewelry, and some musical instruments...”

He knelt down, struggled to pull out the box, opened it, and took out a violin from inside.

Yu Shuimiao illuminated him with a lamp and watched the other person's long, white fingers stroking the maroon paint on the piano's surface. He finally came back to his senses and looked around. He had seen the vases and jade articles placed on the wall shelves. They were not very good.

He knew the goods well, but he also knew they were valuable. He immediately felt in awe of his deceased uncle and aunt who lived a low-key life.

"So, you don't have to worry too much about me. I can buy this house back for ten million. I'm so happy that it's too late. Even if it includes the storage fee and the name change fee paid to the government, the price is very cost-effective. Come on.

There will be some time in May and June next year. I will work hard to save money. If I don't have enough money by then, I will borrow it from you." Harakami seemed to have touched enough, and carefully put the piano back into the velvet cloth, and closed the box with a snap.

He stood up and carried it on his back, "Oh, it won't work if it's not maintained for too long, the paint will crack."

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After placing the portraits of his parents in the room, serving a fruit plate, and carefully applying oil and rosin to the violin, Yuan Yuan still felt a little sad. He lay on the sofa, covered with a blanket and looked at the night view outside the window in a daze. Aunt Liu and Aunt You

Everyone thought he was tired from work and huddled in the kitchen discussing soup and cooking. As soon as Qin Huo walked in, he felt a different atmosphere at home.

He looked toward the living room and saw Hara Ue lying there motionless. He had an inexplicable intuition in his heart that told him that Hara Ue was unhappy.

Will Haragami be unhappy too?
Chapter completed!