After finishing the bowl of porridge, Zhao Zhan went to the cage to get a scarf for his lover. When he bent over, his elbow accidentally knocked off the small bag beside him.
Yue Jiaojiao tilted her head to take a look and felt that it looked a little familiar. She walked over and picked up the bundle to take a look.
"Zhao Zhan, this seems to be the thing that the aunt gave you the other day. You even said to open it when we got back to town. I can't believe I forgot."
Zhao Zhan put the scarf on her and looked down to make sure that the blush on her neck was covered. Then, he looked at the small bag.
Yue Jiaojiao had already opened the bag and saw a stack of yellowed letters and a silver lock.
"Have you seen this before?"
Zhao Zhan took the silver lock and examined it. He frowned. "I've never seen this thing before."
"Wenbei, please enlighten me."
