My mother is a daughter, and my uncle and brother line up to spoil me

The little guy followed the voice of the old man on the bookshelf and focused his attention on a small piece of bamboo wood at the top of the bookshelf.

She was in disbelief.

"You mean you're on the bamboo wood of this bookshelf?"

"Yeah, you girl really has no sense. What's all the fuss about?"

Grandpa Bookshelf said with an indifferent expression.

"Tell me, the youngest descendant of the family has been here for a long time rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and together with your incompetent father, it has disturbed my peaceful sleep. What exactly is he here for?"

After the nonsense was over, Grandpa Bookshelf's tone became more serious, and he really sounded like an elder.

"Do you know the goddess?"

"Why are you asking about this?"

The bookshelf that originally looked like an old child's, grandpa became a little colder.

"This is not a question that you children can think about. Besides, so many years and so many generations have passed since the goddess, what are you doing with them?"

"Is the goddess's pet a cat?"

Everyone in the Si family has a beloved pet, but what about the goddess? .

"I don't understand what you're talking about, kid."

Grandpa Bookshelf yawned and started chasing people away.

"Don't come up here again. There's nothing you want in here."

"Then how does Grandpa Bookshelf know what we want?"

The old man hit the nail on the head with a smile.

"The cat in front of you is actually a human, right?"

"how do you know?"

Xiaobai blurted out, extremely horrified.

He was now so good at playing the role of a cat that even his own grandfather, standing in front of him, might not be able to tell whether the person inside Xiaobai's body was a human or a cat, not to mention the piece of wood in front of him.

"I've had more days than you've ever had."

His tone was full of peace after vicissitudes of life.

"Child, don't chase after those unwarranted things."

"You must know something. Do you know me?"

"I do not know you."

"But I know your aura."

Grandpa Bookshelf sighed and began to remember.

"Do you want to save the cat, or do you want to save the person inside the cat?"

"I want to save everyone."

"Is it worth the trouble to come here without fear of danger just to save a cat or a person?"

The bookshelf made a creaking sound, which was the creaking of old wood.

"I'm not telling you, old boy, what on earth are you talking about?"

Brother Shu suddenly spoke from inside his backpack.

The bookshelf grandfather who was originally pretending to be a magician suddenly became energetic.

"Little stick!"

"Old boy!"

Grandpa Bookshelf’s voice became excited.

"Little A-Gun, where are you? Little A-Gun, I didn't expect to see you again in my lifetime. Little A-Gun, I really miss you."

Shuji's brother motioned to the little guy from his backpack to let him out.

Yuan Bao honestly held the books and his brother came to the side of the bookshelf.

"It's really you."

If it weren't for the fact that Brother Book and Grandpa Bookshelf didn't have human forms, the little guy and the others would probably have burst into tears by now, hugging each other and crying loudly.

"How many years have passed, old boy, we are all old, and you have become a waste."

That's not it. The location where the bookshelf is located is the utility room at the far corner of the library. It is the waste that the housekeeper of the Si family plans to clean up after a while.

As for the little ones, if they come a little later, they won’t be able to see Grandpa Bookshelf.

"Help this girl."

"Do you remember the portrait my master left behind?"

"Could it be..."

"Correct."

"Helping them find the source early is an explanation of our mission."

Indeed, they have been guarding here for generations, just waiting for someone to reincarnate and appear here to resolve the unresolved matters of the year.

"Have you seen your stuff?"

Grandpa Bookshelf didn’t answer the question, and instead shifted the subject of the conversation to the little guy.

"Is that the dress you're talking about?"

"You just found that piece of clothing now."

Grandpa Bookshelf shook his head, helpless.

"Little Grandpa Books, what does Grandpa Bookshelf mean?"

Brother Shu shook his head.

"Compared to my brother and I, Grandpa Bookshelf is older. We have grown up in Grandpa Bookshelf's arms since we were born."

So there are some words that even they don’t understand.

"You mean there is something else that belongs to Xiao Yuanbao, right?"

An An raised her head and analyzed lightly.

"What you mean is that there is something important that Yuan Bao must hold, and that is an important thing for our mission."

"Is it the key to the secret door?"

"Do not."

"That's the magic weapon to protect you."

"?"

The sharp gaze of Grandpa Bookshelf rested on Xiao Bai, and after a moment, he took a deep breath.

"My grandpa has nothing to teach you. There is nothing you want in the entire library. I can only give you a few clues."

"Find that stone that makes you feel like the source of life."

"Go and carefully observe the environment you are in, and you will have your answer."

He spoke very slowly, as if he was afraid that the child in front of him would not remember. He spoke very gently, as if he was afraid that the child in front of him would be frightened by him.

"Remember, don't hand over your descendants to anyone easily."

The little guy raised his head in surprise.

Obviously she couldn't see the appearance of Grandpa on the bookshelf, but somehow she seemed to be in another time and space, and she looked at each other in the wrong time and space with this elder who came from many, many years ago.

She could see the worry and relief in the elder's eyes.

"Then can you give me a clue?"

"When things arise from causes, there is a cycle. You have heard about it for a long time, haven't you?"

"Child, please remember not to leave your children to those around you easily."

After saying this, Grandpa Bookshelf never spoke again, and the bookshelf, which was originally incomplete, shattered with a bang.

And the loud sound here finally attracted the adults who were working hard in the next room.

"What's going on here?"

"Hey, why was it hit like this? Are you injured?"

Several little guys were caught off guard and hit by the broken wood.

Xiaobai's body was hit more, and his originally fluffy hair became gray and even stained with blood.

Little Yuanbao was hit on the cheek by a piece of bamboo, and then the little guy held the piece of bamboo in the palm of his hand.

blankly.

Still thinking about what the elder said just now.

Grandpa Bookshelf emphasized it twice just now.

Don't give your back to those around you.

The little guy pinched the bamboo wood in his hand.

What do you want to tell her?