Chronicle of the 70s

Li Xianglu handed over a handkerchief, and Mr. Li’s mood had also eased a lot at this time. Holding the photographs that he had regained, his emotions were incredibly complex. It had been ten years, and he had thought these photos were lost forever, yet he could still see her appearance and hear her voice during his lifetime, which was truly the mercy of God.

Li Xianglu then handed over the golden key and the map that had been cast aside earlier.

Mr. Li reached out to take them but returned the golden key back to Li Xianglu, saying, "This item came to you by chance; you keep it."

Li Xianglu raised an eyebrow?

Mr. Li explained, "This map on the hide and this photograph are left to me by an old friend, but the key is not."

Ah, so it really is related to Grandpa after all.

Li Xianglu wasn’t disappointed about losing the treasure map; instead, it ignited an intense curiosity within her.

Looking at his granddaughter with sparkling eyes in front of him, Mr. Li couldn’t become sentimental and just shook his head, somewhat amused: "These four chests were given to me by an old friend. Two of them were her own, and two were bought by her for me to store things in. She even hinted that there was something inside the chests, but I searched for years and never found it. Who knew that it would be you who found them? Ah, it’s all destiny."

Listening to the vague explanation, Li Xianglu, dissatisfied, asked: "Grandpa, who is the woman in the photograph?"

Grandpa Li suddenly became somewhat embarrassed and widened his eyes in anger: "What do you need to know this for? Go to sleep quickly, and remember to keep this key safe; it must not be discovered by anyone."

Li Xianglu pouted. She despised Grandpa’s abrupt behavior of sending her away, but she obediently poured out the water and closed the door before leaving.