The successful opening of the password lock indirectly proved that the owner of the box must be Mrs. Qian. As for the real owner of the room, there is no way to confirm Mo Chen's guess for the time being.

The box with such a sturdy appearance was thought that after opening it, it would be filled with gold and silver jewelry, or other valuable items, but to Mo Chen and others, there was only a small bottle and a thick stack of letters in the box.

Mo Chen put the bottle to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. It was a light and elegant fragrance. Needless to say, the liquid contained in it was a perfume commonly used by modern women. Although the Qian family has rich assets, it is necessary for the mistress to use some noble rouge powder. However, in the era when it was happening, objects such as perfume were not popular on the market, otherwise Mrs. Qian would not have collected it so carefully. I think it was someone who brought back a gift from abroad to send to Mrs. Qian.

The letters were flipped out one by one, and the surface of the envelope from top to bottom was fresh from dull yellow to the bottom layer, and they were naturally discharged in time. On the top envelope, there were a few large words written in the crooked and ugly handwriting, "My mother personally opened it."

Mo Chen carefully pulled out the letter paper inside and spread it out. The handwriting was as crooked as the cover, like a child who was a beginner in his writing, with his handwriting sloppy. Mo Chen quickly glanced at the contents of the letter and confirmed that it was a letter written by a child to his mother. The content was mostly expressing his longing for his mother, and complaining about his dissatisfaction to his mother. For example, being ridiculed by his playmates as an orphan, hoping that his mother could take him home to reunite as soon as possible. Some of the handwriting was blurred, I don’t know if it was the letter’s tears flowing when he wrote the writing, which was wet with the ink, or the person who read the letter was sad and crying, and there were many tears on the letter paper.

"It's Master Qian!" Wang Lei leaned beside Mo Chen, and took advantage of the glimmer of light in the corridor and said confidently.

Judging from this letter from childhood, the letter's desire to return home and reunite is indeed in line with Qian Tianlong's life experience. Since he was born, he was sent to the temple to live in a fortune teller because of his fate, because he was sent to the temple to live since childhood. From this point of view, if it is not Master Qian, who else can there be?

Mo Chen took out the second letter, and the content was roughly no different from the first one. Although he mentioned the recent situation of the letter, what he wanted to express was still about returning home. The third letter, the fourth letter... Seeing the handwriting on the surface of the envelope becoming more and more regular, a young man seemed to appear in front of Mo Chen. He was sobbing while holding a pen to write about the sorrow of homesickness.

Mo Chen looked at the handwriting on the envelope, skipped the crooked ugly words, and flipped directly below, with regular and powerful letters. He spread the letter, and the powerful pen fell on the paper, like a dragon flying, and the child who wrote the letter finally grew up. However, the young man did not mention the return home at all, but instead said that he was reporting to his mother, detailing his recent academic achievements. Mo Chen noticed that the format of the early letters was written from right to left, vertically and signed. At the bottom of the left, it is written with a brush dipped ink. However, the format of the growing young man writing letters is in the current style. Starting from the upper left, he writes horizontally to the right, and the signature is changed to the lower right of the letter paper, and he writes it with a fountain pen. Not only these, the old letters and the words are particularly old-fashioned, making people read it as if they are reciting ancient Chinese, as difficult to pronounce. The new letters and the content of the words are replaced by concise and easy-to-understand vernacular.

Mo Chen thought about it, based on the time and age, in the current era, in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, although the authorities and governments were unstable, and the people's living habits were still in the old style, they still maintained their old style. In terms of letters, there would not be such a rapid change. Unless, the people who wrote letters learned ahead of their studies, had advanced ideas, and abandoned the old and returned to the new.

As if it was confirmed Mo Chen's conjecture, the letter that was closer to time mentioned, "You have received the gift from the messenger to your mother! This thing seems colorless, but the fragrance is abnormal. People here call it perfume, which is loved by some wealthy ladies. Mother only needs to spray some clothes on it to make the fragrance pleasant. I hope you like it."

Mo Chen pointed to the lines of handwriting on the letter and asked Zhang Zili and the other two about what they thought. Wang Lei said, "He seems to be deliberately trying to please my mother, and wants to use a bribe to get my permission so that he can come home early."

Zhang Zili pushed down his glasses, and the points he captured were very different from those of Wang Lei. "Sir! I think the person who wrote the letter may not be here at all, or maybe even live abroad at all."

Mo Chen smiled with approval. His thoughts were the same as Zhang Zili, but Wang Lei did not think so. "It's just a bottle of perfume, like living in a big city like Shanghai with bright lights and wine, which rich lady doesn't need this thing? Look how strange you said."

"What is strange is not perfume, it's here!" Mo Chen pointed to the few words on the letter. "The word "the people here call it perfume". In other words, the term perfume is named by the locals, not the circulating name."

"What do you mean is Qian Tianlong has been a monk abroad?" Wang Lei deliberately touched his head, as if imitating Qian Tianlong's big bald head.

The following letters in the box that were relatively close, and the words French, foreigners and other words mentioned in the contents of the letters confirm Mo Chen's statement that no matter who the person who wrote the letters was, at least, when he was writing these letters from home, he was always abroad.

Judging from the content of the letter, the letter's letter seems to be able to understand the mother's unspeakable difficulties since she became an adult. She respects and is close to her words, and promises that after she succeeds in her studies, she will return to her mother in a grand manner, be filial to her mother, and provide her with her life to support her, and have repaid her childbirth and to study.

As for this box with a password lock, it is also one of the rare gifts sent by the letter to his mother from abroad. According to the box's password, Mo Chen was sure that the mother mentioned in the letter was Mrs. Qian. But what Mo Chen couldn't understand was that the letter's words were polite and humble, and he was respectful to Mrs. Qian, but what Mo Chen heard outside the window and Qian Tianlong whom he saw sideways could not connect the two. What's more, the content of the mother-son dialogue that Mo Chen overheard outside the window, Qian Tianlong seemed to be particularly concerned about being sent away by his parents since childhood, and could even be said to have a strong hatred. Even when his father died, he didn't look sad when he went home to attend the funeral, and he even spoke harshly to his mother. What's going on?

Wang Lei yawned, his face tired, "I don't know when it's time now, should we go back?"

Thinking of Meng Xinyao and the others still locked in the front yard, Mo Chen and Zhang Zili put the letter back to their original place, locked the box again, and everything in the house returned to its original state. The three of them lined up themselves and sneaked back to the study, and prepared to go back to meet with Meng Xinyao and others along the way they came.
Chapter completed!