A Tigger
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preface
That day, after dinner, I started my daily walk. But unlike usual, I actually picked up a gold medal on this day. I took the gold medal home, such a good piece of gold, put it to waste. So I wanted to make it into a ring and wear it.
But who would have thought that a few days later, when I passed by the window of my neighbor's house, I found that the gold medal I had picked up was hanging quietly on the wall of my neighbor's house, and a sense of unease immediately came to my heart.
01
That evening, I was walking around the town and was in a good mood. As I pass by a small shop, I suddenly catch a glimpse of a glowing object on the ground. I stopped, looked down, and saw that it was a delicate gold medal. "What is this?" I muttered to myself, bent down and picked it up.
The gold medal is very heavy, the workmanship is delicate, and the surface is carved with exquisite lines, as if there is some special meaning. I checked it in my hand, and I vaguely felt that this gold medal should be very valuable, but there was no one around, and no one seemed to notice its existence.
When I got home, I couldn't help but look at the gold medal carefully, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that it was very special. I thought that since this gold medal was so beautiful, it would be better to change it into a ring, which would be both practical and commemorative to wear on my hand.
I took the gold medal to the gold shop in town. The master in the shop was an experienced old craftsman, and when he saw the gold medal in my hand, his eyes flashed, and he was obviously very interested in this gold medal.
He looked at it carefully with a magnifying glass, touched the surface of the gold medal, and finally said to me: "This gold medal is in good condition, and the carving is also very fine. If you want to make a ring, I can design one for you and give you a plan in a few days. Hearing him say this, I was very happy in my heart, and hurriedly agreed: "Okay, then I will wait for your good news." ”
However, the master did not accept the gold medal immediately, he said that for the sake of insurance, he could wait a few days to see the design plan, and then make a deposit. I thought about it and felt that it made sense, after all, it was more reassuring to stay with such a valuable thing.
When I got home with the gold medal, I put it in my bedroom drawer. A few days passed, and I gradually forgot about it, until one day when I passed by a neighbor's house, something suddenly widened my eyes.
02
That afternoon, as I passed by my neighbor's window, I glanced at it and noticed that something was hanging on the wall of her house that made my heart beat faster - a glittering gold medal, exactly like the one I had picked up earlier!
I could hardly believe my eyes, so I quickly leaned closer to the window to take a closer look, and the shape, texture, and workmanship of the gold medal were exactly the same as the one I had picked up. Is that gold medal I picked up missing? A strong sense of unease welled up in my heart. I hurried home, rushed into the bedroom, and opened the drawer where the gold medal was kept—and sure enough, it was empty, and the gold medal was gone.
My heart raced suddenly, and all kinds of speculations instantly popped up in my mind: Did someone sneak up on the gold medal while I wasn't looking? Or did I accidentally drop outside? But I remember putting it in a drawer...... The image in my mind was pieced together, and the gold medal hanging on the wall of my neighbor's house gradually coincided with the one I had picked up. I took a deep breath and decided to go to a neighbor's house to find out.
03
I knocked on my neighbor's door with mixed feelings. When the neighbor's aunt saw me, she was as enthusiastic as ever: "Oh, Xiao Liu, come in and sit down." ”
I tried to make my voice sound calm, and after a few pleasantries, I went straight to the point: "Auntie, I recently saw a gold medal hanging in your house, exactly like the one I picked up a few days ago. Can you tell me how this gold medal came about? ”
Her face suddenly became a little unnatural, her eyes flickered a few times, but she quickly regained her composure: "Oh, that gold medal, it's something handed down from my ancestors, I just found it recently, and I want to hang it up and decorate it." ”
Her explanation sounded reasonable, but I always felt that something was wrong. I instinctively sensed that she was hiding something, so I continued to ask, "Really? But I remember a few days ago, I picked up a gold medal that was exactly the same as your family's, but after putting it at home, it suddenly disappeared. ”
Hearing this, the expression on her face finally changed, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. After a few seconds of silence, she sighed, lowered her head and said, "Well, this gold medal is indeed not mine." ”
It turned out that a few days ago, she accidentally passed by my house and happened to see the drawer in my house open, revealing a corner of the gold medal. Out of greed, she stole the gold medal and hung it in her home as a decoration.
Her confession left me speechless for a moment. I looked at her with mixed feelings. As angry as I was, what surprised me even more was that it made me realize that I didn't have the right to deal with the gold medal myself. It's not mine, and I shouldn't take it for granted, or even plan to make it a ring.
I was silent for a while, and then whispered, "Auntie, I know. In fact, this gold medal is not mine, I picked it up on the road, and I wanted to keep it for myself, but at this moment, I feel the feeling of being the owner, so let's hand it over to the relevant departments. ”
After hearing this, the guilt on her face became even stronger, and she hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Liu, I shouldn't have done this." I agree with your decision. ”
A few days later, the gold medal was handed over to the town's lost and found, and a short time later, an older man came to claim it. He told us that the gold medal was an ancestral treasure of the family, and that the family was very anxious after losing it, and did not expect to find it so quickly.
Watching the man take home the gold medal, I was inexplicably relieved. Although I was tempted by this gold medal at one point, now that it has found its true belonging, I have learned a lesson from it – some things, no matter how appealing, do not belong to us.
This experience made me more aware of the respect for other people's belongings, and also made me realize that behind every object, there may be a story that we don't know, and the real wealth is to have integrity and honesty.
This article declares: This article is a short story, the content is pure fiction, please watch it rationally