C12 Search for Bones

The old house is neither big nor small. It was not easy to find something that was deliberately hidden.

Su Xinyue began to search the main house in the front yard. She did not even leave a corner behind. The main house could be seen at a glance. There was not much furniture. Only two cabinets were placed in a corner in the north. She searched the cabinet from inside to outside. After making sure that there was nothing inside, she went to the next room.

She first went to her parents' room. There was only a closet in the room. A bedside cabinet and a table. She searched everywhere she could. It was impossible to hide a bone. Next was the bedroom where she lived. She was too familiar with this room. She still searched every corner of the wall, but after finding nothing, she went to the side room. There were all kinds of tools in the side room. She flipped through them from head to toe, and only then did she give up.

There was only one room left in the main hall in the front yard. It was the most well-preserved room in the entire old residence. She crawled under the table. There was a thin membrane on the stomach of the table. It was a solid design. It didn't seem like something could be hidden. When Su Xinyue came out from under the table, she accidentally bumped her head. She cried out in pain and covered her head with one hand. She crawled out. She once again took a look under the Eight Immortals' table under the armchair. She was sure that the fan bones were not hidden.

Finally, she looked at the fan painting hanging in the middle of the hall. She climbed onto the Eight Immortals' table and gently caressed the painting. There was no hidden pavilion behind the painting. She would rather spend more time than miss any place.

When she left the main hall, she actually hadn't even had lunch. Ever since she came to the old residence, the thing she was good at the most was to cook vegetables, eggs, and noodles together with her godmother. This was already the best delicacy. For the past half a day, she had not been able to take care of her meals at all. She did not feel hungry at all.

A trace of anxiety slowly appeared on her face, and she quickly walked towards the backyard. She really did not have much time left.

After searching the backyard for a while, she found nothing. She searched the entire house, but she still couldn't find any bamboo materials, not even half a piece.

The last house in the old residence was the one that his grandfather used to live in. She was afraid of seeing things and thinking about people, so she didn't want to easily step into this place that would make her sad.

She paused at the door for a long time before she mustered her courage and pushed the door open. The furnishings in the room were still the same, except that her grandfather was missing. The bed with pear wood was empty. It was covered with a white cloth. The cabinet, wooden compartment, and the square table by the window were all arranged in the same way as his grandfather had.

Su Xinyue didn't want to touch these items. She calmed herself down and opened her grandfather's cabinet. The cabinet was empty, and her clothes had long been cleaned. She opened the wooden cabin again. There were still a few copper coins inside. She touched her trump card, but it was also impossible to store things.

She looked around and saw that only the nightstand of the pear tree could store things. Su Xinyue immediately had a trace of anticipation in her heart. She quickly walked to the bedside table and gently opened the bedside cabinet. Who knew that the bedside cabinet was also empty?

Her heart instantly sank. Her legs seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that she suddenly could not lift them. She moved step by step to the window and touched the bottom of the square table. It was also impossible for her to place anything. What other place could there be? She really couldn't remember.

She looked at the door and saw that it was very heavy, thicker than an ordinary door. She went into a daze for a while, then walked to the chair. She looked at the dark red color on the back of the chair, which gave off a trace of light and an aged fragrance.

Her eyes reflected the scene of her grandfather napping on the chair at noon, and she would sometimes quietly walk behind her grandfather. She counted his eyebrows. She listened to her grandfather snore lightly and gently touched the tip of her toes. She walked to her grandfather's side and used her small hand to touch his drooping eyebrows. She quickly withdrew her hand and ran out of the room. Her grandfather had never found out that she was naughty. She often played like this when her grandfather was asleep. She found that when her grandfather was sleeping, even if the sky fell, it would be very difficult to wake him up.

Thinking of this, Su Xinyue's brows slightly relaxed. She imagined where her grandfather would place these fan bones. It should be a ventilated and dry place. She really couldn't think of where else to hide them.

She stood by the window and looked around the room. She looked helpless and at a loss. She was about to cry. At that moment, her phone rang. She picked up the phone and answered the call. As she walked, she leaned against the heavy door. Her father, Su Yongan's voice came, "Yue Er, How's the search going?" When she heard this, Su Xinyue's tears nearly flowed down. She replied weakly, "I haven't found it yet. Where exactly will Grandfather place it? It's too difficult to find. Could it be that it's not in the old residence at all? "

"I'm guessing it's most likely in the old residence. Don't worry, look carefully. " Su Yongan tried to calm her down.

"Okay, I will look for him again. " Su Xin Yue hung up the phone. After standing there for a while, she felt her legs ache. She slowly moved to sit on the chair that her grandfather often lay on to rest on. Her hands gently caressed the side of the chair, and a cool feeling came from her fingertips. She touched it again, and it was the same feeling that surprised her.

She simply closed her eyes and carefully savored this feeling, as if she had returned to the moment when she played tricks on her grandfather. She was careful but also secretly delighted that she had succeeded. These memories nourished her heart like honey, allowing her to return to that carefree old time.

After playing for a while, she still tilted her head to look at the part she touched. The side of the chair had some protrusions, and was somewhat different from other parts. She turned her body to look at it carefully. She touched it with her hand again, but it was still a little cold. She touched other places and found that it was a kind of smooth wood. She used her hand to knock on the protruding part. She didn't hear any unusual sounds.

She stood up from the chair and moved the chair away. She squatted down and looked carefully at the protruding part. She used her hand to press around. It was solid, and she pressed down bit by bit along the circle. Maybe there was some kind of hidden room mechanism here, she had to give it a try. She pressed the back of the chair once. Still, there was no scene that she had imagined.

She was about to give up, and collapsed on the chair. She was tired and hungry, and her face was a little pale. She placed her hands on the armrest of the chair. Her body also leaned back. If she was not careful. . . Her head almost hit the pillow of the chair. Shocked, she pressed her hands heavily on the armrest. Suddenly hearing a click, she jumped in fright. What was that sound? Could it be that the chair had been broken by her?

She bent down and turned her head to look for the source of the sound. What she did not expect happened. The protruding part of the chair opened from the middle and there was something inside. Her heart was beating wildly. She reached out and took out the thing wrapped in paper. She opened the paper rolled up on the surface, revealing the fan bone that she was looking for with all her heart.

The unique green-gray beast skin marks of the Plum Deer Bamboo lay quietly in her hands. She stared straight at it. The more she looked, the more surprised she was. It was too interesting. This unique charm was naturally self-evident. It was dense and shocking.

As if she had obtained a supreme treasure, Su Xinyue held the remaining fan bones with both hands. Two streams of tears trickled down from her eyes. However, the corners of her mouth quietly parted. It was like a plum blossom that had bloomed, and she stood proudly on the branches.