Li Er's house is not all old houses, only the west wing and the north upper house are old brick houses, and the east side and south are newly built bungalows, among which the south house seems to be a few years earlier than the east side, and the gate is open in the east of the south, which is a new style of big red iron gate.

Li's second son's new house was placed in a few rooms due south, while he himself lived in the north room, the east side bungalow seemed to be a kitchen, and the west wing room was like a warehouse.

I walked as I watched, and before I knew it, I was out of the yard. Outside the gate of Li Erjia's courtyard is a big road, and on the east side is a small alley. I think his yard is quite large, and I paced back and forth in curiosity to measure it, the yard is ten zhang from north to south, about seven zhang from east to west, and the overall area is about one acre in size. Such a large courtyard is indeed rare in the Jinnan area, and the average family has a five-point courtyard that has reached the sky.

Lijiapu Village is indeed small, with a total of about 30 families. I found that most of the old houses in the village were built in the eighties and nineties, and a few were in the seventies and eighties. This also confirms the old man's words, about Li Er's ancestor was the first family to live here.

After wandering around the village for a while, I felt that the time was almost up, so I returned to Li Er's house.

The fat man and Liu Rumei were still standing in front of the painting chatting, and when they saw me enter the door, the fat man asked, "Waste, where did you go for a walk without saying a word?" ”

I replied, "It's okay, I'll go around the village." ”

The fat man pursed his lips and complained: "What's so good about such a small village." ”

I ignored him and turned my gaze to the painting again. People are often like this, when there is no progress in one thing, change the scene, or change the mood, and before you know it, things will take a turn.

This time, instead of looking at the painting as a whole, I focused on the lines outlined on it, and I found that the lines on the left and right of the whole painting were basically symmetrical, with only occasional differences. For example, there is a dot in the upper left third, but not in the upper right third.

The whole painting is basically composed of curved lines, and when I suddenly saw this dot, I was a little puzzled, and I looked for it again in curiosity, and found one on each of the four sides.

For some reason, I had a strange idea in my heart, wanting to count the many lines on it, trying to find a pattern from the number of lines.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven." At the top are seven lines that are a little longer.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven." There are also seven longer lines at the bottom.

If you look at the short lines above and below, there are six short lines above and five short lines below. There are ten long lines on the east and west sides, and three short lines.

In addition to the fact that these discontinuous lines have some regularity, the middle lines appear a little disorganized. I tried to sort it out, but I couldn't figure it out, so I turned my attention to the slightly regular lines around me.

"Article 10...... Shichijo ...... Rokujo ......" I muttered in a low voice as I watched.

When the fat man heard this, he asked, "Waste, what about you playing mahjong?" There are still seven or six, do you want to be clear? ”

"Mahjong?" The fat man's words suddenly gave me a flash of inspiration, thinking that the square mahjong table is like a model of a courtyard, and the stacked mahjong tiles are equivalent to the surrounding houses. This painting may be like this mahjong table, representing the whole courtyard, and there is a connection between these lines and the courtyard and the walls.

I thought about it, and suddenly remembered the size of this courtyard, just now I measured it with my feet, about seven zhang from east to west, and about ten zhang from north to south.

"Shichijo...... Qizhang ...... Article 10 ...... Shijo ......" I muttered, feeling like I had found a connection.

The fat man listened to me still chattering, and interrupted on the side: "Hey, I said waste, seven and ten are at most four pieces each, and your seven and ten pieces will be chopp......ed up."

I still ignored the fat man and continued to think about it.

"Four, it's time to start eating, so hurry up and get into the table." A young man leaned in halfway through the door and greeted us.

"Well, thank you."

The fat man and I, as well as Liu Rumei and her driver, followed the young man out of the house and sat down at an empty table of eight immortals in the courtyard.

After the fat man sat down, he asked Liu Rumei: "Xiaoliu, you haven't participated in an open-air banquet like today, have you?" ”

Liu Rumei smiled and said, "How could it not be, and there are many times." ”

"Tut-tut......" The fat man smacked his lips and said, "I thought that rich people like you had already separated from the masses of the people......"

"Smack!" Listening to the fat man's words, he ran away, although he knew that he had no malicious intentions, but he always felt that it was inappropriate for him to say this, and hurriedly patted him with his hand.

"What?" The fat man turned to me and asked.

"It's fine." I replied.

The fat man was unhappy and said, "Waste, don't always be nervous, be steady when you go out, don't embarrass Xiaoliu." ”

“……”

The fat man saw that I didn't speak, and he didn't pay attention to me anymore, turned his head and went to talk to Liu Rumei again. Seeing that he ignored me, I didn't bother to talk about him anymore and turned my head away. Just as I turned my head, the voices of the women of the village at the next table reached my ears, and I listened curiously.

"Li Er, it should have cost this amount this time, right?"

"More than that, but more than that, the bride price is almost this amount."

"Didn't you say the girl from the same village?"

"The girls in the same village don't delay the bride price......"

"Be quiet, don't reach the ears of other people's families......"

"Afraid of what? And that's not a bad thing. ”

"Ahem......"

"Li Er's family, this day is not inconspicuous, and there is really a lot of money in their pockets."

"Yes, they are all exactly the same as farming at home, and I don't know how he earns the money."

"My family has more land than his, and I don't know where to buy the money to build a house, let alone my children marrying a daughter-in-law."

"Uh...... Do you think it will be the second daughter-in-law of Li's mother's family who helped take advantage of it? ”

"Okay, don't guess, you think everyone is like your mother's family."

"That is, she has an elder brother in her mother's family, and her sons are thirty years old and not married, who is so hungry for money?"

"Do you remember the earthquake that year when the south house of Li Er's house collapsed?"

"Remember, eight or nine rooms, they collapsed."

"So, do you remember what his old house looked like?"

"How can I not remember, in addition to the west wing and the north room, there are three rooms in the east and five rooms with gatehouses in the south, I still remember that Li's second daughter-in-law was crying and saying that she had no money to build a house, but in the autumn the whole village belonged to her beautiful house."

"I remember that she said that Li Er borrowed money from the city......"

"I haven't heard that Li Er still has relatives in the city who take advantage of the money."

"I haven't heard of it either."

"If you have it, you will definitely come today, after all, marriage is a big deal."

"There are a lot of people, and I haven't seen a few of them."

"Wait, I remember something."

"What's the matter?"

"I heard my son say just now that there is a good car parked on the side of the road, could it be the car of a relative in Li Ercheng."

"Good car? Aren't all good cars on the side of the road? ”

"That's different, my son said, the car is expensive to die."

"You shouldn't mean that Buick business car, it's the little fourth next door driving his boss's car."

"No, no, don't interrupt ......"

"What else could there be but that car? Do you see that there is another car on the side of the road that is over 200,000? ”

"By the way, my son said that the car is more than 2 million."

"Oh, I said his aunt, your son didn't drink bar? I haven't seen a car of more than 2 million yuan, but I have seen a car of more than 200 yuan. ”

"What? And a car of more than 200 yuan? ”

"Bikes."

"Hey...... As far as you can ......."

"But my son said......"

"Okay, don't say a word about your son, the dishes are all up, hurry up and eat, the hot dishes can't occupy your mouth......"

"Haha......"

From the gossip of the women in the village next to me, I caught a few useful keywords: "A few years ago, the earthquake, the house collapsed, building a house, there is no money, there is money, there is ...... money"

I remember Wember saying that a few years ago he had seen a blue and white porcelain jar with the same silver dollar, and that was a good thing, just go back and ask Wimber if it was the year of the earthquake. If this is the case, it is very likely that the person who sold the silver dollar at that time was still Li Er, that is, the house he built after selling the silver dollar.

In other words, the jar of silver dollars was hidden somewhere in the old house south of Li Er. And the jar that sold me may have been dug up at the same time as the last can, or it may have been dug up from somewhere else, so it's not so certain.

The food on the wine table was already ready, and I didn't have the heart to taste it at all, but just held up the chopsticks and ate a little symbolically. I stole a glance at Liu Rumei, she ate with relish, I really can't tell that this is a rich lady, compared with some negative rich second generations, she is really good, no matter temperament, or how to behave.

Looking at the fat man next to him, the quasi-rich second generation, who had already begun to fight with strangers at the same table, had a posture of overthrowing the whole table.

I shook my head and ignored it, and mentally continued to think about the silver dollar. In the strange painting that was combined into the room, a general idea, gradually became clear in my mind.

In my mind, I think that's how things should be.

Li Er's ancestor, that is, Li Jizu, moved his family from Luoyang at that time, and fled to this place. Whatever the reason, in short, the house was built on this land, and there was the later Li Jiabao. Li Jizu built a house at that time, or hid the wealth he had accumulated in this courtyard after building a house, and the strange painting of the so-called town house in front of the hall is likely to be a treasure map. By this time, I had already roughly understood the meaning of the short lines on the drawing, which should refer to the number of rooms, and I think the four little dots probably represented the hidden treasure. This is not difficult to verify, just ask Li Er to understand, after all, according to this calculation, there should be two hidden treasures in the north room and the west wing of his house, if he explains these, he should be happy to dig out those treasures.

I continued to eat food and wine symbolically, and I thought about whether to tell Li Er about my suspicions. Not having money is necessarily not a good thing, and having a lot of money is not necessarily a good thing. Looking at Li Er and his wife, toasting the guests with a smile, I feel that he has passed the difficulties at the moment, and there is no need to touch the wealth left by his ancestors now, because life still has to rely on himself after all.

I suddenly remembered the photos I sent to the fat man, and the unrelated words on them, could it be a treasure map left to us by our predecessors like this strange painting?