I asked the Old Lady whether her husband had left any belongings behind.
The Old Lady thought for a moment and said, "My husband passed away almost twenty years ago. Most of his things have been thrown away, but a few are still here. I just don't know whether they'll be of any use to you."
As she spoke, the Old Lady prepared to lead us over to take a look.
Seeing this, Uncle Gui told us he would head back first and make up our beds. We could return to his place to rest later.
After he left, we followed the Old Lady into a room on the second floor.
The room was used to store miscellaneous belongings.
Although it was a storage room, everything was neatly arranged, and it had been swept very clean.
"Most of what my husband left behind is stored in here."
The Old Lady smiled and said, "Have a look yourselves. My eyesight isn't very good anymore, so I can't see these things too clearly."
I quickly helped the Old Lady outside to sit down, then came back in to search through the belongings with An Ning and Yi Yang.
Although Li Fuguang's maternal grandfather had been dead for many years, he had still left behind so many things.
After all, he had been a teacher when he was younger, and a history teacher at that, so most of what he had left behind were books on history or traditional Chinese studies. Of course, there were also some notebooks.
Those notebooks were our main focus.
But the old man had loved taking notes so much that he had even kept the notes he had made while teaching.
It was a big job. We had to go through the contents of the notebooks one by