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In my opinion, the story of this family is like a comedy orchestrated by my aunts and uncles, and I am just a small character in it. My name is Li Hua, an ordinary college student, 20 years old, living in a typical Chinese family. The fuse of the story is the mysterious deposit certificate left by my grandfather.
On that day, the weather was overcast, the wind was carrying rain, and I sat on the sofa in the living room, holding an old book in my hand, but the sound of family quarrels in my ears. It's been a year since my grandfather died, but the deposit slip he left behind has not been found, and it has become the focus of family controversy. My grandfather had three daughters, my mother was the eldest, followed by two aunts. My mother had a gentle personality, while my two aunts were completely different, they were competitive and cunning, and they were determined to get this deposit slip.
"Hua'er, did you hear it, your two aunts are arguing in the kitchen again. Mom came out of the kitchen and said to me helplessly.
I smiled slightly, "Mom, they just care too much about Grandpa's inheritance." ”
The quarrel between the aunts grew louder, and I heard one of them shouting, "I'm telling you, you must have hidden that deposit slip!"
Not to be outdone, the other aunt said: "Joke, why should I hide it? It's obviously you!"
I stood up and walked to the kitchen, where I saw two aunts facing each other, and the atmosphere was tense.
"Aunts and uncles, it's useless for you to keep arguing like this, why don't we look for it together?" I tried to calm the situation.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and my aunt, my grandfather's youngest daughter, an urban woman who worked in a fashion magazine, entered. As soon as she entered the door, she was attracted by the noise and asked, "What's the matter? Are you arguing over grandpa's deposit receipts again?"
The arrival of my aunt made the situation even more complicated. She didn't have a good relationship with my mom and two aunts, and she always seemed a little distant. I know in my heart that this family dispute is far from so simple.
"Hua'er, you help to find it, maybe your eyes are sharper than those of us who are old and dizzy. Mom said to me.
I nodded, and decided to start with my grandfather's room. Grandpa's room has not been occupied since he died, and everything remains the same as it was when he died. I walked into the room, and suddenly, a ray of sunlight shone through the window on an old picture frame on the wall. I walked over and picked up the picture frame and noticed what seemed to be something behind it.
Just then, my mother walked in, saw me holding the picture frame, and asked, "Hua'er, have you found anything?"
I turned the frame, and my fingertips touched a slit, as if the back panel of the frame had been cleverly remodeled. Mom approached and leaned over curiously.
"Mom, look at this. "I carefully pried open the back panel, revealing a thin mezzanine. In the mezzanine, there was a yellowed piece of paper, and I was shocked, could this be the legendary deposit receipt?
I carefully took out the paper and opened it to see that it was not a deposit slip, but a picture of my grandfather when he was young, standing under an old plane tree, smiling. There are a few lines of handwriting on the back of the photo, blurred and looking like the handwriting of my grandfather.
"What is this?" asked Mom curiously.
"I don't know, it seems that my grandfather left it. I replied.
Mom took the photo and stared at it for a long time, a glint of nostalgia flashed in her eyes. "This plane tree, I remember, was in the yard of our hometown. ”
My heart moved, my grandfather's hometown, a place we rarely mention, but full of mysteries. My grandfather came out of there when he was young and rarely went back later.
"Mom, should we go to our hometown?" I suggested.
Mom was silent for a moment and nodded. Perhaps, the answer is there. ”
We decided to leave early the next morning. That night, I lay in bed, my mind full of imaginations about my hometown. Grandpa always didn't like to talk about his past, and the secret of that deposit slip seemed to be related to that land.
The next day, early in the morning, I set off with my mother. The car drove out of the city and into a winding country road. The scenery along the way made me feel novel, the fields, the creeks, the old villages, all revealed a serene beauty.
When I arrived at my hometown, the sun was already high. Our car stopped in front of an old-fashioned courtyard house. In the courtyard, the old plane tree still stands, as if witnessing countless past events.
My mother and I went into the yard and found that there were some relatives living in the yard, and they seemed a little surprised by our arrival.
"Li Hua and his mother, why are you here?" came out a middle-aged woman, who was a distant relative of my grandfather.
"Auntie, we're here to find something about my grandfather. Mom explained.
The aunt led us into my grandfather's room when he was young. The room was poorly furnished but kept clean. I looked around the room, trying to find clues about the deposit slips.
Suddenly, I found an old-looking ledger on an old bookshelf in the corner. I walked over and picked up the ledger and opened it to see that there were some ancient handwriting and numbers recorded in it.
"Mom, look at this. I stopped my mother and handed her the ledger.
Mom took the ledger and looked at it carefully. Each page records some old income and expenditure, but there is no obvious clue to the whereabouts of the deposit receipt. However, on the last page of the ledger, Mom's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Hua'er, look here. Mom pointed to a passage at the bottom of the page, where it was written: "The most precious treasure is not in the numbers on the paper, but in the heart." ”
I groaned, "Is that implying something?"
Mom sighed, "Maybe what Grandpa wants to tell us is not the deposit certificate itself, but something deeper." ”
I was a little disappointed, but at the same time realized that the search might not be just for a certificate of deposit. This passage of my grandfather seems to imply expectations for us and wishes for the family.
At this moment, the aunt returned to the room and saw the ledger in our hands with a look of surprise on her face. "This is the account book of Lao Li Tou when he was young, how can you be interested in this?"
Mom explained what we were here for, and after Auntie heard it, her expression became a little complicated.
"Everyone in the village knows something about Lao Litou. "When he was young, he was the most prosperous person in the village, but then he left here because of some things. ”
"What's the matter?" I asked.
The aunt was silent for a moment, and then said, "Regarding that deposit certificate, in fact, the older generation in the village have heard of it. Lao Li Tou once received a large inheritance when he was young, but he never squandered it and always said that he would leave it to important things. ”
Hearing this, my mother and I looked at each other and could feel the vibration in each other's hearts. Could it be that this certificate of deposit really exists?
"But," the aunt continued, "before leaving, Old Li seemed to have a new plan for the money. He often said that true wealth is the wisdom and virtue left to posterity. ”
My heart moved, and my grandfather's sentence "The most valuable treasure is not in the numbers on the paper, but in the heart" seemed to have a new interpretation. Could it be that all this pursuit is actually a test of our character's character and wisdom by my grandfather?
Mom also looked a little emotional, "Maybe we really misunderstood Grandpa's intentions." ”
When my aunt saw us pondering, she didn't say anything more, leaving us some time to digest the information.
In my grandfather's hometown, we spent the whole day chatting with some relatives and learning about the story of my grandfather's youth. In the evening, we sat quietly under the old plane tree, and the moonlight was shining on me, and I felt as if I was talking to my grandfather.
"Mom," I said, "whether the certificate is there or not, I think what Grandpa wants us to learn is how to cherish the emotions between the family and not dwell on material things." ”
Mom nodded, "You're right, all this experience may be the most valuable legacy that my grandfather left us." ”
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Early the next morning, we bid farewell to my grandfather's hometown and embarked on the way back with deep thoughts and feelings. The scenery outside the car window is changing, and so is my mood. I began to think back to the disputes at home over the deposit slip, and my heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy.
When I got home, I found that the atmosphere at home was still tense. The two aunts and aunts are still arguing, seemingly completely unaware of the true legacy that my grandfather left us.
My mother and I walked into the living room, and when I saw this scene, my mother's expression became serious. "Everyone, stop, I have something to say. Mom's voice was firm enough for everyone to stop arguing and turn their heads.
Mom began to tell everyone what we had seen and heard in my grandfather's hometown, as well as the words that my grandfather had left behind. I also added some of my own thoughts. The living room gradually fell silent, and everyone's expressions changed from initial skepticism to deep thought.
The expressions of the aunts and aunts also changed, and they seemed to begin to reflect on their behavior during this time.
"I know we all care about my grandfather's legacy, but do we really need this? What do these quarrels mean to us and to the family?"
For a moment, there was silence in the living room. Then, it was my usually most powerful aunt who spoke: "Maybe we're all wrong." These days, we've almost forgotten what is most important as a family for that certificate of deposit. ”
The aunt also lowered her head and whispered, "I am also responsible, my behavior during this time has made everyone feel unhappy, I am sorry." ”
The atmosphere gradually eased and everyone began to talk, talking about the memories of my grandfather, talking about the past and future of the family. I saw the harmony and warmth that I had not seen for a long time.
A few days later, while sorting through my grandfather's belongings, I stumbled upon a small forgotten wooden box. When I opened the wooden box, there was really an old deposit slip inside, and the date of the deposit slip was a long time ago.
I took the deposit slip to my mother, and after reading it, my mother smiled and shook her head, "This deposit slip is not that important to us now." What my grandfather really wanted to leave us was the harmony and unity of the family. ”
At that moment, I deeply realized my grandfather's good intentions. Through this deposit certificate, he let us experience a profound family emotional journey.
In the days that followed, the atmosphere at home became better and better. The relationship between the aunts and aunts has also improved significantly, and everyone has realized the importance of family harmony.
I often recall my grandfather's words, "The most valuable treasure is not in the numbers on the paper, but in the heart." This sentence has become a guide in my heart, guiding me to continue to experience and learn Xi in my future life.
At this point in the story, it seems that there has been a happy ending. But for me, it's just the beginning. I start
Begin to think more deeply about the meaning of family, love, and responsibility. I also began to write about this experience, hoping to pass on the wisdom of my grandfather and the warmth of this family to more people through my pen.
Over time, I carefully put away the old deposit slip, which was no longer the focus of contention but a symbol of family harmony. Everyone in the family has changed: aunts and uncles have become more active in community volunteering, aunts are more active in family gatherings, and mothers are always smiling and caring for the family.
I'm no longer the college student who just watches in the corner. I began to try to put my thoughts into words, writing short stories to share with my family and friends. Their encouragement and recognition gave me great motivation.
At a family gathering, I decided to read aloud the story I had written about this family experience. When I read my grandfather's words, I saw tears in the eyes of everyone present. At that moment, I realized that the power of words is immense, it can touch people's hearts, convey emotions, and even change lives.
It inspired me to write. I started trying to write more stories about family, love, and responsibility, hoping to reach more people's hearts. I also started organizing small readings on campus and in the community to share my story.
Over time, my story gradually spread online. Many people I don't know have told me by email that my story has given them warmth, and some have even said that it has changed their perspective on family and life.
I deeply feel that all this is a precious treasure left to me by my grandfather. Through that certificate of deposit, he not only left us with a family lesson, but more importantly, he allowed me to find my calling and passion.
One sunny afternoon, I sat alone at my grandfather's grave with my latest collection of stories in my hand. I whispered into the tombstone, "Grandpa, thank you." It was you who made me understand the most important thing in life. I will continue to write so that more people can feel this love and warmth. ”
At that moment, I felt as if I heard my grandfather's response, and his smile shone forever in my heart.
Since then, writing has become an integral part of my life. I am not only to commemorate my grandfather, but also to convey the love and wisdom that transcends time and space. And it all started with the old photograph hidden behind the frame, the mysterious deposit slip that leads us to find the true meaning of the family.
The story may have come to an end, but its impact will live on in my heart and my family. Every time I open the old ledger that records my grandfather's wisdom, every time I stare at the old deposit certificate, I can feel it
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