Chapter 892 (1/2)

It turned out to be disappointing

There are only a few things in the old box.

An old-fashioned razor and a flashlight were used by Uncle Jing.

There is also an old mobile phone, which is the oldest model, equivalent to an old mobile phone, which can't be turned on.

Huo Mian secretly takes out his mobile phone and puts it in his bag. If he takes out his mobile phone chip, he can find a professional expert.

Maybe seven years ago, when Uncle Jing had an accident, who did he interact with?

There are half a pack of unfinished cigarettes. It's an old brand.

There is a lighter beside the five yuan pack.

It seems that my mother still misses uncle Jing, so all these have been preserved.

At the bottom is a book that uncle Jing often reads. It's funny.

It's not a classic family or a martial arts novel with a lot of cool points.

It's a fortune telling book, similar to the one where everything goes without asking for help.

Huo Mian opened it and looked at it. There were bone fortune tellers, iron board divination, and the zodiac signs.

These have been very popular in the countryside, because most rural people believe in these so-called eight word fortune telling.

Huo Mian remembers that uncle Jing used to love watching. Sometimes when he went out, he would like to see the Yellow calendar.

I didn't think there would be any clue in this kind of book. By accident, Hermione turned to the month when she was born.

On September 18, 1992, the perpetual calendar was circled with oil pen.

It's no surprise. After all, it's Huo Mian's birthday. It's normal for uncle Jing to mark her.

But the strangest thing is that the bottom margin of the book is three characters written in ballpoint pen, black.

I regret it very much. There are only three words that I regret very much. They are scribbled. It seems that they were written by Uncle Jing.

At that time, when we sorted out the relics, no one went to read them carefully, so we never found them.

Now, what does uncle Jing mean by regret? Because I knew that I was not Yang Meirong's child, so I regretted it? Or are there other secrets?

Huo Mian found out that there were more questions

”The milk is ready, sleep.”

Hermione heard the sound and immediately closed the small box.