Hello all. This small story about my lucky day
People tell me about house where live jeweller, he long ago died
House be broken and very much rubbish. Work with metal detector not real. I go inside, old newspaper and clothes, much dirt. In one room i see big object in package — suitcase? I go to the him. I see dirt parcel with red paper, kick, fall out three box.
Open one, o my God gold ring, open two, three — gold,gold
My big lucky day