When Yang Xiuwen came to the courtyard, the master and his wife were eating lunch, splashing noodles with oil.

When the master saw him come in, she said, "Come and sit down and eat, I thought you should come too, and I made you a bowl too." ”

He smiled and said to Shi Niang, "Thank you, Shi Niang, just to taste your craftsmanship." "Actually, he has already eaten it, but it's not good to refuse the kindness of the master.

After sitting down, he handed the master the room book and the key and said, "Master, from today onwards, this yard is ours, lock the new one I just replaced, and give you a key." ”

Chen Zhiwu nodded and said, "That's good, although your senior brother said that we can live as long as we want, but after all, it's someone else's, so there's no need to send someone to the fence now." The south is very good in all aspects, but the noodles are not good, you look at this dough, there is no tendon at all. As he spoke, he picked at the soft dough with his chopsticks.

Yang Xiuwen stood up and took the noodles brought by Shi Niang, sat down and tasted it, and said: "This is normal, the climate in the south has a lot of water, which is suitable for growing rice." The north is dry and has long sunshine hours, which is suitable for growing wheat. So if you want to eat noodles, go to the north. If you want to eat rice, come to the south. ”

After devouring for a while, she said to Li Mei after eating: "Master, the oily noodles are quite authentic, and the master is not shallow!" ”

Chen Zhiwu pointed at him with chopsticks and said; "Xiuwen, your mouth, it's really..."

Seeing that the master was staring at him, she changed her tone and said, "Tell the truth!" Looking at the master who had escaped the catastrophe, Yang Xiuwen laughed.

The meal was a little supportive, and Yang Xiuwen slipped around the yard to eat.

The master and the master have the habit of taking a lunch break, and after eating and sitting for a while, they go back upstairs to rest.

About an hour later, the master and the master fell asleep, and he came to the rockery in the outer courtyard to check.

The whole rockery is not man-made, it is naturally formed, which means that this rockery was transported here as a whole, and you can imagine how rich the grandfather of the senior brother and classmate was.

Carefully observe the sealing stone outside the dark hole, it can't be deducted by hand, there should be a mechanism. Sure enough, there was a bulge less than ten centimeters from the sealing stone, which was covered with green moss.

He twisted it with his hand without twisting it, pressed it down, and with a "click", pressed it, and the sealing stone popped out in response, and after grabbing it and gently pulling it out, the dark hole was exposed.

With the lessons of his previous life, Yang Xiuwen didn't rush to reach out, first took a branch and poked it in the dark hole, and then reached in and took out the oil paper package, feeling quite heavy.

After putting the sealing stone back in place, I heard a "click" again, and the bulge was restored, guessing that it should be the principle of the lever.

Came to the small pavilion in the outer courtyard, put the package on the stone table, gently opened the oil paper, it was a dark yellow wooden box, according to the texture on the wooden box, it was Huanghuali, it was also a mortise and tenon structure, and the brass lock was inlaid and not locked.

Buckle open the lock and slowly open it, wrapped in red silk. Uncover the silk cloth, a pair of gold bracelets, a pair of gold phoenix steps, a pair of emerald jade bracelets, and three gold bars engraved with one or two words neatly placed at the bottom.

Pick up the golden step and shake it, the phoenix shook it like a living one, lifelike, and picked up a gold bar to watch, the whole body is golden, it should be pure gold.

Yang Xiuwen exhaled deeply, and said in his heart, "Amazing, if these gold artifacts are worth money now, there should be enough thirty or forty thousand, and there are jade bracelets!" ”

Hey, he saw a yellowish piece of paper pressed under the gold bar.

Slowly pulled out, and after gently opening it, it was a letter, in regular script font [Xiao Tao, see the word like face, do you remember the viewing pavilion on the edge of the West Lake? 】

When he saw this sentence, he couldn't help but want to laugh, because he remembered that there was such a line in a TV series in his previous life, "Huang Ama, do you still remember so-and-so in the summer of that year", it seems that the grandfather of his senior brother and classmate is also quite interesting.

Continue to look down [The charade we often play, the following paragraph, you can guess again. The autumn wind rises, the autumn rain falls, and the rain is hidden in the courtyard. The wick is not lit without it, and the mother hums softly with the baby. 】

seems to be a few words without poetry and rhyme, as if there is something hidden, and he is also interested at this time.

Put the objects on the stone table back into the box, wave your hand into the storage ring, and take the letter paper to savor it, "The autumn wind and autumn rain, the house has fallen, hidden in the courtyard, and it is raining in the yard, is it standing in the courtyard in the rain, no, you should hide in a place where you can avoid the rain, where is it?" ”

Looking up at the inner courtyard, I suddenly saw the pavilion in the courtyard, and understood, it should be a pavilion.

He thought he had guessed correctly, the wick could not be lit without him, there was no lamp that could not be lit, and the fire, no, it should be kerosene.

Yang Xiuwen seemed to understand something at this time, stood up, and began to look at the small gazebo, looking at all the corners and corners, and even using his divine sense to check it, he didn't find anything, could he have guessed wrong...

Looking at the last sentence, the mother hugged the baby and hummed softly, what does it mean, coax the child, what to sing, how do you know?

He paced back and forth in the gazebo, "What will the mother sing to the baby, little baby, yes, it's a baby, then the three sentences are connected to say that there is no baby in the gazebo, no, it should be that the gazebo has [oil] baby." But I checked it just now, no! ”

He suddenly patted his head and said to himself, "Isn't there a big pavilion in the inner courtyard?" "Turn around and walk towards the pavilion in the inner courtyard...