Inside the room, Zhang Guoqing let out a muffled laugh and pointed at the closet. If he was right, the other party could place five wooden boxes there, so there must be a basement.

Otherwise, if someone suddenly came, where would they hide these things? The huanghuali furniture could be disguised to pass for those who didn't know much about it, but the five large wooden boxes were absolutely impossible.

Zhou Jiao nodded in agreement. She had overlooked this point. A place that could be used as a hideout couldn't be just a yard.

With this idea in mind, the problem was easily solved. The couple searched each side. In addition to the two or three hundred cash and bills still untouched on the bodies of the tall and short dead men, there was a large bag of bills and tickets wrapped in black oil paper stuffed into a brick at the end of the kang.

That’s not all. When Zhang Guoqing took out the gold rings, gold earrings and other small items that he had hidden in every corner, Zhou Jiao also opened the seal of the cellar.

It certainly couldn't compare to the basement she'd designed; it was crude, but not small. Surprisingly, the taller man wasn't particularly sympathetic to the shorter one.

What was I saying just now... These boxes contain precious antiques and paintings that I secretly picked out from the last batch of items delivered. But who would have thought there was another hidden thing?

When Zhang Guoqing shone his flashlight on the open lid, he saw a glittering golden light, which, combined with the glittering jewels, was dazzling. He quickly closed the lid with a snap.

This guy is probably pretending to obey, but secretly disobeying, keeping these gold and jewelry as a way out for himself in the future. He is smart, but unfortunately his intentions are not right.

Seeing that there were several sacks of grain, expensive fur coats, and some miscellaneous small items stacked in the cellar, Zhang Guoqing did not let Zhou Jiao put them into the cellar.

Leaving these evidences and the large amount of cash on the body makes people more convinced that these two guys were too happy and ended up drinking too much and died.

…

It was almost three in the morning when Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao returned to the county town from the neighboring city. After they packed up their things, they realized that it was already dawn.

After entering the city, the couple no longer went back to their own courtyard. The county town is different from the countryside. There are not as many farmers as before, but there are still many elderly people who get up early to exercise.

He did not return home last night, and with Ping An's protection, the couple did not have to worry about Zhang's father and mother finding out.

After doing some boxing with the old men to stretch their bodies, Zhang's mother thought that her son and his wife had gone out with their spouse when they returned. She said a few words to her son and pushed her daughter-in-law to go back to sleep and stop messing around with that guy who was as strong as a calf.

Ping An, who had just finished doing horse stance, almost burst out laughing when he heard what his grandmother said - his poor father was really the scapegoat!

He smiled and said, "Dad, the three of us brothers' homework is in the room. You and my mom can go and take a look at it for us. I'll take it this afternoon."

"Yes, you should go in quickly too. My grandson's studies cannot be delayed. When someone comes, I will say that you guys sprained your ankle while running early this morning and are now resting."

When Zhang's mother heard this, she didn't bother to blame her son and immediately pushed him in. She was not like some people nowadays who always say that studying is useless.

Useless? What's the uselessness? Why do factories hire only high school graduates to work in offices? Why don't they just let even elementary school graduates work as clerks?

Zhang Guoqing winked at his wife and laughed with joy. No matter how priceless the gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings were, how could they compare to his family's peace, love and care for him?

At noon, the three brothers who went out with Zhang's mother collected some stamped stamps from somewhere and came back happily for lunch.

"Dad, look, is it a lot?"

Zhang Guoqing took the stamp from his youngest son and asked curiously, "Where did you get it?"

"Brother Ziwen gave it to us. He told us to keep it first and he would ask his colleagues for more. I thanked him and told him that it was enough."

"Well, our Wuyi is very sensible." Zhang Guoqing handed it back to the child, thought about it and instructed, "Let brother Ziwen collect his own stamps in the future. We have a lot of stamps at home."

The eldest nephew was concerned about his son and didn't mind giving him some money. The boy worked at the post office, so stamp collecting was perfect for him. If he listened to his advice, he might leave a fortune in the future.

The three Ping'an brothers nodded in agreement. Their family did have quite a few stamps; besides their grandmother going around asking for stamps and buying them stamps, they also exchanged quite a few with the other children in the compound.

Zhou Jiao looked at Zhang Guoqing with amusement. It’s not a small amount?

The "National Mountains and Rivers, One Piece Hong" stamps, issued just last year, were found to contain serious errors and urgently recalled. A small number of them were not recalled and are now circulating among the public, but the largest number currently in the country is probably still owned by the ruthless Zhang Guoqing.

This guy has a lot of friends and a wide network of contacts. He collected quite a few stamps, both openly and covertly, last year, all of which are still in her space.

Let’s not talk about other stamps for now, let’s talk about the Qing Dynasty Dragon Stamp and Blue Army Stamp that Ping An coveted the most.

For a while, whenever this guy met someone who loved collecting stamps, he would try to get close to them, ask with a sullen face who had any, and try to find ways to exchange their items with them.

That’s not all. When she was on a business trip abroad, this guy actually said that in order to cultivate his son’s interests and hobbies, he would bring back some foreign commemorative stamps as gifts for the children.

If she had not had the foresight to avoid talking about it with her children, her collection of foreign stamps would probably have been destroyed.

Over the years, her family has accumulated quite a few stamps, which is quite impressive. Maybe they can open a stamp exhibition hall in the future.

"Why are there only three of you back? Where's your grandma?" Zhang Guoqing waited for a long time and felt quite surprised when his mother didn't come in yet. He had just heard her voice.

Ping An pointed to the right outside toward Zhang Guoqing and said, "Just as we came in, grandma and Grandma Huang next door went to her house. They said that the supply and marketing cooperative had defective products this month and they were discussing what to buy."

"Mom, my grandma is so funny. She has many older sisters. When someone calls her on the street, she'll be like, 'Big sister, where are you going?'"

Wuyi imitated Zhang's mother very vividly, and even matched her with the rhythmic laughter, which made Zhou Jiao laugh so hard that she fell forward and backward.

"I haven't finished yet. I asked my grandma, who are these people? Guess what my grandma said?"

Wuyi crossed his chubby hands behind his back and tilted his head. "The one just now was the one in front of our house. The ones behind it look familiar, but I can't quite remember. I guess I've seen them before."

"Hahaha……"

This time even Zhang Guoqing burst out laughing...

His mother couldn't remember how many familiar faces she had, probably because she was used to responding to people's smiles and greetings.