It was not easy for Qin Peng to be able to write proper and steady handwriting at his age. Liu Changan paused for a moment, but he still quickly tore open the envelope.
The letter was very long, and the edges of the letter paper were slightly rolled up. The handwriting was not written in one go. There were also several circles and crosses, and the wording was changed repeatedly.
Most of the calligraphy works that had been passed down were like this. It was different from the image of calligraphy works in the hearts of many modern people. It was not a clean piece of paper with ink splashed on it and a few clean and crisp words were written in one go.
Just like Yan Zhenqing's work of the Second in the World.
Liu Changan read it from the beginning with a smile on his face. In the future, receiving such letters from old people would probably become fewer and fewer. It was even normal for them to disappear. In history, there were always countless traditions that rose and then died.
Qin Peng wrote a poem, reminiscing about the time when he was whispered into his ear. Then, he talked about how he had searched for "Ye Chenyu" all these years. Finally, he sighed with emotion that the peach blossoms were still there. He invited Liu Changan to meet him at the Qin family's old residence.
This would probably be the last time they would meet … Liu Changan thought that it was probably because of what had happened to Qin Yanan during the summer vacation that Qin Peng felt the need to meet with Liu Changan to clarify some things.
It was different from the invitations of the third wife and the others. These people invited him, but Liu Changan could not be bothered. If they wanted to see him, they would have to come themselves. However, Liu Changan would not do this to Qin Peng.
Even if Qin Peng was on the other side of the Pacific Ocean and needed to swim over, Liu Changan would not mind. He had never been aloof and indifferent to the children he had raised and cared for. For them, Liu Changan was more patient and considerate.
Perhaps after a few decades, Liu Changan would forget about Qin Peng. However, since he still remembered, he would naturally sympathize with him. It was the same reason why he was willing to let Li Hongfang go when he thought of Li Daoren.
Liu Changan kept the letter and the postcard in the rattan box under the bed. He then took off his vest and underpants and changed into a clean, slightly old cotton shirt, black trousers, and cloth shoes.
His shirt wasn't tucked into his trousers. He rolled up his neatly folded sleeves and entered the carriage.
"Dandan, I'm going out for a while. I'll probably be back tomorrow … Hmm, maybe I'll be back tonight."
Shangguan Dandan was still silent, but Liu Changan realized that the phone was not placed on the coffin lid. He did not know the reason, but he did not find it strange.
"How did you fall into the hands of others? Before you were sent to me, what kind of state were you under?"
Not getting an answer, Liu Changan did not care. He locked the carriage door and slowly walked out of the community.
He knew that it was absolutely impossible to say that the surveillance against him did not exist at all. Liu Changan suspected that the few seemingly hidden cameras near the entrance of the community were used to monitor him. However, since he had his own territory, as long as other people's cameras were not installed in the area of the community, Liu Changan did not care.
After seeing the magic of the coffin and Shanghai Dandan's control of the coffin after waking up, Liu Changan was not worried that someone could steal the coffin unless it was her own intention.
Liu Changan brought his ID card and bought a high-speed train ticket with his mobile phone. Then, he took the subway to the South Railway Station.
This trip was much more luxurious than the last time he went to Taiwan.
He still earned a lot of money this summer. Although he had to save money to open a shop, the rice noodles sold well. Liu Changan was not the kind of person who was reluctant to spend money just to save money.
Jun Sha Metro currently had two lines open. The southern terminus of Line 2 was an exhibition center. Liu Changan had been there to see the station. The second to last station was Jun Sha Nan Station.
There were generally no seats on the subway in the city center, but it was not crowded. Liu Changan stood in the corner and looked at many men and women carrying their luggage. The summer vacation was coming to an end. Now there were quite a number of college students rushing to school. It could be seen from their unfamiliar and immature appearance.
Liu Changan remembered the time when Qin Peng and Ye Sijin were studying.
This time, they might chat and reminisce about the past. Maybe they would not talk about the past and only talk about the future. The focus might be on Qin Yanan.
It should also be about Qin Yanan. Otherwise, according to Qin Peng's personality, or some of the agreements made in the past, the next time they met should be when Qin Peng was not long from this world. Now, Qin Peng felt that it was not a problem to live for a few more years.
Liu Changan came to the high-speed railway station and got off. He walked to the East Square and entered the station. There were fewer people here. Liu Changan looked up at the span of the station's dome and could not help but think of the Terracotta Army pit in the Shihuang Mausoleum. At that time, the construction of the exhibition hall was very conservative because the technology and materials were not up to standard.
If he had the time, he should take Shanghai Dandan to modern Chang 'an to take a look. However, if she stayed in the coffin and didn't come out, it would be inconvenient to take her there. He couldn't carry the coffin there, right? Looking at the bronze aura of the coffin, Liu Changan might be reported by enthusiastic people if he carried it on the street. Then, he would have no choice but to hand her over to the country.
As Liu Changan thought about these trivial matters, he realized that there was a business class lounge in the station. However, he did not have the luxury of buying a business class seat. He quietly sat on the rows of iron chairs in the waiting hall.
There were all kinds of restaurants on both sides of the waiting room. Nowadays, there were fewer and fewer people eating instant noodles. Some stations even no longer sold instant noodles.
Liu Changan was not hungry. He just felt that being able to hold a bowl of instant noodles with ham sausages and braised eggs on the train was one of the most satisfying enjoyments on the journey.
People always had feelings, and feelings were not wrong.
Special class seats, first class seats, second class seats.
Liu Changan was sitting in the second class seat. After getting on the train, he just sat in his seat. He did not bring a data cable, nor did he have a power bank. Of course, he had to save power for his phone. In front of him was another row of passengers with their backs facing him. It was not as interesting as the situation of the two rows of passengers facing each other on the green train. Naturally, he would not get to see the scene of a spring scene like last time … There was nothing to see.
In the afternoon, Liu Changan arrived at his destination. After leaving the station, he went straight to the Qin family's old house. More than a hundred years ago, the Qin family and the Ye family were both aristocratic families in this area. During the war, the Ye family had lost all their wealth. After Ye Chenyu and Ye Sijin, the direct descendants of the eldest branch were already extinct. Some of the collateral branches were not so prodigal. After experiencing ups and downs, there were also some who developed well and went out and came back.
As for the Qin family's situation, it was a little more complicated. When Qin Peng started a revolution, the Qin family did not support him. Qin Peng leaving home was actually no different from being expelled from the family. However, after the victory of the war of liberation, the Qin family could not help but have some thoughts: Qin Peng was also a high-ranking official, right? He had to take care of the Qin family, right?
Without taking care of them, the land was still confiscated and underwent transformation.
The endless houses of the Qin family were also distributed to the local people. Only a few courtyards where Qin Peng lived when he was a child became the "Former Residence of Qin Peng". When Qin Peng wanted to come back to spend his old age in peace, the plaque of "Former Residence of Qin Peng" was taken down and returned to him.
Liu Changan looked around and walked around the house a few times. Except for the house itself, everything around it was no longer the same as before. The old houses that originally belonged to the Qin family were mostly destroyed. Some of the buildings that were replaced were also old, and some were in the process of being demolished. The compensation must be very generous. He did not know if they would be grateful to the Qin family in the past.
"What are you doing here?"
Although the "Former Residence of Qin Peng" had become one of the patriotic education bases for primary and secondary school students in the local area, and there were many people who wandered around and watched, now that Qin Peng had returned, this house had not allowed outsiders to visit and enter for many years. People like Liu Changan who wandered around were somewhat suspicious and worth questioning. After all, the safety of the only remaining old revolutionary could not be neglected. If something happened, the local leaders would tremble with fear and be unable to eat and sleep in peace.
"I'm looking for my younger brother," Liu Changan said with a smile.
"How old is the child?" Liu Changan only exuded a feeling of an educated youth that did not fit the era because of his clothes, so he did not look like a bad person. The plainclothes guard asked casually.
This question was not easy for Liu Changan to answer, but he could also see that the guard had a gun on his waist. He must be someone who could help him pass the message. Liu Changan took out the letter and did not intend to find a corner to climb over the wall to enter the house.
If he could walk in openly, he would do so. But if he had to climb over the wall or even dig a hole, in fact, Liu Changan did not mind.
The plainclothes guard still recognized Qin Peng's handwriting, not to mention that Qin Peng's name and seal were on it. Regardless of what Liu Changan had said about looking for his younger brother, he remained vigilant and politely invited Liu Changan to wait in a small room in the house.
This small room used to be the resting place of the concierge. Liu Changan still remembered that he could feel the eyes of people walking past the door, as well as the surveillance cameras in the room. After a while, an old secretary with some silver hair invited Liu Changan in.
"Don't you need a security check, such as a body search, going through the security gate, and so on?" Liu Changan asked with a little doubt.
The old secretary was stunned for a moment. This question was too suspicious. After hesitating for a moment, Liu Changan obviously did not really want to be searched, so he walked past him.
These few courtyards were familiar to Liu Changan. Qin Peng probably still stayed in the courtyard of his youth.
"Wait …" Although Qin Peng had already ordered, the old secretary still could not help but worry because Qin Peng's safety was too important. With this identity and this age, there were people worrying about every hair and every pore on his body.
Liu Changan did not pay attention to him. He had already walked to the innermost courtyard. In the courtyard with the swaying shadows of bamboo, a hale and hearty old man with white hair was sitting in a rocking chair, looking straight at the door and seeing Liu Changan coming in.
Even if the other's voice and appearance were no longer similar to the vague memory, he suddenly felt excited.
As soon as Qin Peng's hand pressed down on the rocking chair, the old secretary hurried over to support him. Qin Peng waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
Liu Changan walked over and hugged Qin Peng's thin body.
"Brother!"
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