Looking at her daughter, she said, "Do you think I don't want to? Over the years, I've turned the whole yard upside down, but I still couldn't find it. All the original yards of the Shen family have been donated, so there's nothing we can do."

Han Ping, who was holding the clothes, put them down and said irritably, "I don't know what my sister who died young saw in Shen Zhi. All these years I've been trying to please her, but I haven't gotten a single benefit from it."

Your dad's been pressuring me so much I don't know what to do anymore. My daughter and I have been doing well here all these years, we haven't been mistreated.

Your father's life wasn't easy either; your grandmother's family background was problematic, so he didn't dare to do anything rash.

Let's hold back for now. Didn't you see how badly you bullied that girl? You're still not satisfied."

Shen Shiyu pretended to be obedient and pulled on her mother's arm, saying, "No, with his timid and hesitant manner, even if I don't bully him, someone else will."

Han Ping looked at her daughter with annoyance and said, "You brat, Mom really spoils you."

Her personality is just like his biological mother, my twin sister. He has lived in my shadow since he was a child, and his daughter is the same. It's really satisfying.

If she hadn't been a good student since she was little, her family would never have let her go to school. Although we are twins, my family still prefers me.

Shen Zhi still doesn't know that I am Han Ping's younger sister, Han Ying, and that I have been devoted to him all these years. Even though I gave birth to your brother, he still dares to complain about me.

He just didn't know that the younger brother wasn't his biological son, and he kept spoiling him.

Even after he abandoned the child, he remained unmoved. He happily carried you home with me, but didn't even bother to look at his own child, only noticing the red spots on that child's face. It was definitely vanity at play.

Han Ping looked at her daughter and said, "Look how spoiled you've been all these years, and look at his own daughter, Weiwei and Nunu. You really are just like me."

My sister was just unlucky. When she died, nobody cared for her, and nobody knows what happened to her afterward.

Song Yining was shocked to hear such a bombshell. She was completely stunned. It turned out that her biological mother was actually her aunt, and her biological mother had been tricked by her aunt, who had taken her place here.

Song Yining learned about her background in the space, but she didn't know what kind of person her biological father was. How come she didn't find out all these years?

Han Ping and her daughter thoroughly cleaned up the house again, searching every nook and cranny.

Still nothing. Shen Shiyu was thinking about how that old geezer from the Shen family hid things so well.

My mother told me that he hasn't gotten anything all these years; his monthly salary is all he has to make ends meet.

They appear glamorous in public, but it's all an act. They only make a small amount each month; how much of it is actually squandered?

The two searched the house thoroughly, getting covered in dust, and searched every nook and cranny. At this point, Shen Shiyu was getting impatient.

"Mom, think again, see if there's anything we haven't looked for yet, don't forget about it." Shen Shiyu looked at Han Ping.

Han Ping, exasperated, said, "I've searched this tiny yard eight hundred times already, and you want me to look at it again?" With that, she paced back and forth inside the house.

Song Yining thought to herself that coming today was really the right decision; now everything made sense.

I don't know what kind of person this father is, with this imposter living in the house, but he knows what it's like.

Both mother and daughter were exhausted. They sat on the stool, panting, and drinking cooled boiled water.

After finishing her water, Shen Shiyu said, "Mom, Shen Zhi is at the research institute and hasn't come back recently. Why won't he let Dad come over?"

You'd better be careful, Dad doesn't forget about us. He'll have new people and forget about you, the old one.

Han Ping said angrily, "How dare he! All these years, I've humbled myself to get those treasures, and he's betrayed me. I'll make him pay!"

"With your grandmother like that, wanting other grandchildren? She can only dream about it. I was afraid something would go wrong back then, so I gave birth to your brother and gave your father a continuation drug. He can only have you and your brother in this life."

Shen Shiyu looked at her angry mother, already used to it, and said, "Just keep it in mind. Don't lose everything for those treasures."

The two chatted casually, mentioning the fabric they had just bought that day, and then they gestured to demonstrate it.

Song Yining watched the two of them from her spatial dimension, wondering what places they had missed during their search of the house today.

Song Yining was recalling when he actually remembered that he hadn't looked for the well in the yard.

Song Yining noticed that it was getting dark, and the two people in the room seemed to have gone to sleep without having eaten anything.

Song Yining saw the flashlight on the table, picked it up, walked to the well in the yard, and looked around.

Song Yining tugged at the rope leading to the well; it was quite sturdy. She then used the rope to scout out the path.

Song Yining slowly descended the rope, glancing around the well walls with her flashlight, and was about to reach the bottom of the well.

Song Yining still couldn't find anything different about the wall, and she was about to give up.

Her foot accidentally hit the wall, and it felt a little different.

She followed the spot where she had just stepped and saw that the bricks there had become loose.

Song Yining took out the loose brick and saw a knob. He turned the knob and a small square hole about one meter high appeared in the well wall.

Song Yining did not go into the cave immediately. She waited for a few minutes, feeling that the air inside the cave had been mostly replaced.

Song Yining crouched down and walked through the small hole. As soon as she entered, the doorway closed. Song Yining was a little nervous, but after looking around and seeing that there were no mechanisms, she gritted her teeth and looked to see if there was an exit.

After walking for a few minutes, we came to an open space with a table and holes in the ground, as if someone had lived there before.

Song Yining's hometown is at the foot of the Qinling Mountains in Shaanxi Province, where there are many tunnels in the old houses.

Inside, there were lamps and a heated brick bed. The well was a maze of interconnected passageways. To escape the war, people stored their most important food supplies inside, and the whole family lived in the cave.

Looking at this place, Song Yining felt it resembled those underground caves, where the air circulated and there was no feeling of lack of oxygen.

Song Yining looked around at the houses and saw that there were oil lamps inside and firewood on the table, so she lit the oil lamps.

Following the light of the oil lamp, Song Yining saw that the room was filled with small rooms, each containing boxes of various sizes.

When Song Yining opened the box, she saw that it contained not only antique paintings and calligraphy, but also various kinds of jewelry and yellow croakers of different sizes.

Song Yining estimated that there were about twenty or thirty boxes, all of which were now lying in the space.

Song Yining looked at the boxes inside; this should be what Han Ping and her daughter were looking for.

Song Yining accepted everything without hesitation, including both work tools and books.

Wherever Song Yining went, everything was cleared out. She then followed one exit to another.