The dim sky is accompanied by the cool evening breeze.

In the courtyard of the old house, the yellow dog lazily lay on the ground, basking in the last touch of today's last afterglow.

The butter cat that ran away from home hid in the uninhabited weeds, staring at the early grasshoppers, wanting to taste the first bite of this year.

Compared to usual, there is a family that is particularly lively today.

The two families should not be said to be three, sitting around a round table and eating a table full of dishes.

Yang Yang and Xu Yan have already told their parents not to be so troublesome, but they still cannot stop the enthusiasm of their parents and their children after they meet again.

Yang's father and Xu's father jointly persuaded him to drink, but Yang Yang couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

Tons tons.

After a few cups, a hint of wine was already on his face.

Xu Yan didn't drink much, but was surrounded by Xu's mother and Yang's mother. When asked some questions, she couldn't help but blushed on her face.

After chatting with their parents about their recent situation in the community and company, they were finally allowed to go out for a walk together.

At this time, the moonlight had climbed to the treetops, and the stars had not yet appeared in the night sky, and the street lights on the streets of the village were lit up slightly first.

I thought to go to Grandpa Yang Yang’s old house to see it, but Xu Yan didn’t know the way.

"Can your husband tell me about your childhood?"

"When I was a kid, I really had no impression of it, and I couldn't say it all at once."

When his wife mentioned something about her childhood, Yang Yang lowered his head and looked at the weeds that emerged from the roadside. All he could remember was scattered fragments, and he could not piece together a complete story.

"What about older? For example, junior high school and high school."

There is no way for her husband to talk about his childhood, so Xu Yan can only settle for the second best, hoping to extend the topic to Grandpa Yang Yang.

"I was in junior high school and high school. At that time, I just wanted to study. My mother was not allowed to let me fall in love early, so I would occasionally read novels secretly."

"Sometimes I really don't have any books to read, I use the diary I rewarded with the Sanhao students and secretly write novels myself."

When talking about his time in junior high school, Yang Yang couldn't help but miss flashed in his eyes. That time seemed to appear before his eyes in a blink of an eye.

Hearing this sentence, Xu Yan couldn't help but see Yang Yang typing in the room alone in the room with no expression on her face, but her eyes seemed to have light.

But soon Xu Yan threw this scene away from her mind.

He was clearly asking about his husband's past, but how could he think of his possible future?

However, when it comes to novels, the novels written by my husband in middle school can definitely become his dark history.

"What about the novel? I want to read it."

Thinking of the opportunity to seize the opportunity to undermine history in her husband, Xu Yan couldn't wait to reach out.

"Don't leave, they were all written in junior high school, which is quite awkward."

"You really keep it, show it to me!"

"No, absolutely not kept, I swear!"

Yang Yang still remembers whether his novel is still there. If it weren't for his wife's mention, he would have forgotten about this matter.

"Then do you dare to accompany me to find it?"

"Where to find it? My mother has long sold waste paper for books when I was in junior high school."

It has been almost two years since he graduated from college. Yang Yang dares to be so sure that the novel has not been left behind. He clearly remembers that after his college entrance examination, Yang's mother sold all the books he had from elementary school to high school in one go.

"Go to your grandfather's house, maybe you can't sell your things, and you may not be able to hide them anywhere."

"Good it."

Yang Yang's sweat was scared out, and the wine he had just drunk turned into sweat.

He still has an impression of his old master, and his ability to hide things is also excellent. When he graduated from college, he helped his grandfather organize his relics and took out photos of him not wearing clothes when he was one year old under his pillow.

This is not the worst, the worst thing is that he has no idea where the photo was finally received.

Seeing her husband's expression, Xu Yan even concluded that something must be hidden in the old house.

"Give me a reason not to go."

"I don't have the key to the old house."

“…”

After my husband said this, Xu Yan was also confused and almost forgot about this.

She seemed to have found the wrong person. If she wanted to find her husband's dark history, it would be more appropriate to go to Yang's mother, and she should also have the key to the old house.

After relaxing her husband's hand, Xu Yan turned around without any nostalgia and walked home.

"Wife, what are you doing? I won't take a walk."

"I'm tired, I'm going to chat with our mom and watch TV."

Xu Yan also pretended to make a fuss.

My wife seemed to hold a lot of his dark history in her previous life, but she never said it in front of him.

These dark history were dug out from Yang Ma's mouth.

My wife was brought out by myself just after getting married. I spent a short time with Yang's mother, and I may not have time to ask. Now that I have this idea, I will probably dig the bottom line and dig it out.

Yang Yang hurriedly followed his wife, and wanted to go back and stop Yang's mother from shaking his bottom.

But after walking a few steps, Yang Yang thought about it and felt something was wrong.

Since my wife didn't say it before, it might be something irrelevant to black history.

Relatively speaking, the things retained in the old house may be a little more "dangerous".

"Then go back and chat with mom for a while, and I'll go shopping somewhere else."

After saying that, Yang Yang turned around and walked in another direction.

After her husband left, Xu Yan continued to walk home for a while, and she felt something was getting worse.

Judging from the past experience, my husband will never be aimless. Even though he knew that he wanted to dig out his dark history, he went to Yang's mother. If he didn't follow him, there must be something more important.

This matter must be something that Yang Ma doesn't know, and she can't know about it.

It is OK to find Yang Ma to poach her husband’s dark history at any time, but if you want to know what her husband doesn’t want her to know, just this opportunity.

Turning back, she found that her husband had already entered the alley. Xu Yan immediately stopped and ran towards the alley where Yang Yang disappeared.

The night begins to become rich, and the bright moon hangs in the air.

The old man in the village also went out for a walk and saw the children who had grown up in the Yang family and Xu family passing by him one after another.

A trace of nostalgia appeared in the already turbid eyes. When I was a child, a boy secretly followed the girl, but now he has become a grown girl secretly followed the boy who has grown up.

Time always changes something quietly, but it repeats itself in different ways.

Yang Yang walked through the alley and passed the last section of the road illuminated by street lights, and entered a dark yard.

The broken roof tiles and loose wooden framed glass windows, and a few rust-covered nails, only the last half of the glass is retained, telling everything about the past.

The old house has not lived in for several years. Yang Yang groped through the wall made of big stones for a while based on his memory, and found a key in a crack of the stone.

The key has been useless for a long time and there are already a lot of rust spots on it.

Afraid that it rusts to death in the keyhole, Yang Yang also found a stone to grind away the rust marks on it.
Chapter completed!