However, the stall owner still couldn't control his subconscious stiffness.
The expression on his face was even more embarrassing and panicked.
This feeling of being in the center of a cold wave is so refreshing.
The uncle was about to burst into tears.
Why does he feel like this girl has a problem with him?
However, he obviously didn't do anything.
The uncle felt so wronged.
…
"Please show me the round wooden cage next to you."
The polite and courteous words give people a sense of strength that cannot be refused.
Su Youjin said with great patience.
She knew that she shouldn't get angry before she understood the situation.
However, the mere fact that this cage belonged to the stall owner in front of her was enough to prevent her from having a good look towards him.
Fortunately, she has always been cold and used to hiding her emotions.
Therefore, most people can't really tell whether she is angry or not.
…
"Uh, this?"
The stall owner was so surprised that he stopped shrinking and straightened his back.
"Yes."
Su Youjin unabashedly looked at the silver in the wooden cage...
The flickering amber eyes make it impossible to guess her inner thoughts.
"But this one is very old and doesn't look good."
How could such a beautiful girl fall in love with this?
The stall owner was a little confused and puzzled.
It's not that the stall owner is upright, but it's an obvious fact. Even if he tries to cover it up, it's just a joke.
Besides, this cage...
…
Indeed, as the stall owner said, compared to other items on the stall, this round wooden cage is darker in color, with ugly stains and patches of color on it. The wooden strips are of different sizes, and many edges are no longer smooth and hairy.
Rough.
No matter how you look at it, it is an ugly and old object that no one will pick up even if it is thrown into the trash can.
"Then why does the boss still keep you?"
Xiao Xiao asked seemingly curiously.
"I can't help it. Things passed down from our ancestors are said to be treasures."
The stall owner laughed and said, feeling a little embarrassed afterward.
It's quite a bit like "this is it, why should I still treasure it?"
Only his lowered eyelids blocked the obscure light in his eyes.
…
At first, he did think so.
But later, his thoughts changed drastically.
…
He used to think that everything would come true, and he studied this cage for a long time.
However, this is a hollow cage, made of wood, not a box, and not made of any thick material. Naturally, there cannot be anything like a mezzanine that can hide things.
He held the cage up to the sun, tried immersing it in water, and also tried a little fire. After all, it was passed down from generation to generation in his family. He couldn't try too recklessly, otherwise he would destroy this broken cage. His father,
His grandfather didn't beat him to death yet.
As a result, nothing was found.
In the end, he even foolishly tried to shed blood to identify his master.
Mainly because I was young and ignorant, and my brain was poisoned by novels, so I suddenly had such a seizure.
The cage still has blood stains from that time on it.
Unfortunately, there was still no response.
...
After trying all the methods he could think of to no avail, he had to admit that this treasure that was said to have been passed down from his ancestors was nothing more than an ordinary wooden cage.
He didn't understand how such a thing became an heirloom of his family.
Although his family is just an ordinary country family, they are not so poor that they would take this kind of thing as a family heirloom.
...
But according to his deceased grandfather, this thing can bring good luck.
He originally scoffed at it, thinking it was just old people's superstition.
However, something happened later that completely changed his view.
...
That year, he went home with his fellow villagers to celebrate the New Year.
Encountered an out-of-control truck on the road.
As a result, the fellow villager died on the spot. He was holding the small round wooden cage on the side of the road, but he only suffered a scratch.
...
At that time, he was carrying his family's heirloom to the city for appraisal. Even if there was nothing strange about this object, after all, it was an object that had been passed down for so many years and was still intact. Although it was due to various attempts he had made
He became scarred, and his father beat him severely with a cane because of this.
However, no matter what, there should be some value.
He didn't want to sell it, he just wanted to have some confidence in his mind to prepare for emergencies.
When the situation is really urgent, no matter whether it is a family heirloom or not, a living person is always more important than a dead object.
…
Before the car accident, he was walking side by side with his fellow villagers and chatting about the mountains.
After the car accident, they lived and died.
Moreover, he was almost unscathed.
All the onlookers, as well as the police and ambulance personnel who arrived later, were amazed and thought that he was blessed by God. They all joked that he should buy a lottery ticket while his luck was still there, and maybe he would win the jackpot.
...
He didn't know whether he was really lucky to be blessed by God, or whether his family's heirloom protected him.
At that time, he suddenly remembered his grandfather's last words.
The old man repeatedly asked him to keep their family heirlooms, saying that they could help their family avoid disasters.
Is it true?
Regardless of whether it was true or false, he was willing to believe it was true after coming back from the near death line.
...
This humble, old and dirty spherical wooden cage is indeed their family treasure.
Since then, this treasure has never left his side.
He always carries it with him and never leaves it.
I don’t know if it’s because of its function. In the past few decades, he has never encountered any disaster, although occasionally he will regret that it would be better if this treasure had the blessing of wealth.
But peace is blessing.
He is no longer young and understands that he should be content.
…
Therefore, he will never sell this baby.
Besides, to say the least, even if his family's heirloom didn't have such magical effects, he wouldn't have sold it unless he was at the end of his rope.
After all, this is a family heirloom that has been passed down to this day.
Not to mention, does it have such an almost miraculous power of protection?
...
But, he didn't understand why this girl fell in love with his treasure?
It's not that he is sensitive, he still has this sense after running a stall for many years.
Although this girl's expression was cold, her eyes looking at his baby were shining.
…
Obviously outsiders should not know its strangeness.
The stall owner couldn't help but feel vigilant in his heart, but the expression on his face was very honest and helpless, "I can't help it. It's something passed down from my ancestors. When my grandfather left, I was told to keep it safe.
, it must be passed down from generation to generation.”
"As a junior, it's not easy to do things that disobey your elders."