Since learning that Zhou Bingchen's past life and the story of Widow Liu were completely fabricated, Zhao Zhenzhu's attitude towards Zhou Bingchen has changed a lot.

At least now, Zhao Zhenzhu is willing to listen to Zhou Bingchen's explanation, instead of wanting to stay as far away from him as she did before.

"Did something happen at home last night?" Zhou Bingchen's expression changed.

"After you left, I heard some noise in the backyard. I looked out the window and saw Zhou Bingxing and Ding Xiaocui digging in the backyard. Guess what they dug up?" Zhao Zhenzhu paused deliberately, keeping everyone in suspense.

"What did you dig up?" Zhou Bingchen felt relieved and a smile appeared on his face.

He thought something bad had happened to Pearl! Thankfully, Pearl was fine.

As for why Zhou Bingxing and his wife went to dig in the backyard in the middle of the night, Zhou Bingchen didn't care.

“They dug up such a big jar,” Zhao Zhenzhu said, gesturing with her hand to show the size of the jar.

"And then?" Zhou Bingchen's expression turned serious.

"The jar contained gold bars. Ding Xiaocui reached out and grabbed a few, then turned to leave. But, I don't know if she was too happy or what, she tripped and fell flat on her face, and the gold bars flew out of her hand," Zhao Zhenzhu said.

“Why would there definitely be gold bars in my backyard? Going back three generations, my family has been poor farmers.” Zhou Bingchen frowned.

“I know, your dad stole the gold bars a few days ago. Zhou Bingxing saw them when he buried them in the backyard,” Zhao Zhenzhu explained.

"So that's how it is." Zhou Bingchen said thoughtfully.

"While Zhou Bingxing and Ding Xiaocui were frantically searching for gold bars, I grabbed the jar from the ground and took it away," Zhao Zhenzhu revealed, throwing out a bombshell.

"What?" Zhou Bingchen exclaimed in shock, his face turning pale.

"Zhou Bingchen, you think I'm greedy, right?" Zhao Zhenzhu looked at Zhou Bingchen with a provocative gaze.

"No, I don't think you're greedy. I just think this kind of thing is too dangerous. If you ever encounter something like this in the future, don't get involved. Tell me, and I'll figure something out," Zhou Bingchen hurriedly explained.

Even fathers and sons can turn against each other when large sums of money are involved.

If Zhou Fugui finds out that Zhou Bingxing and his wife stole his gold bars, he certainly won't let it go easily. What's more, Zhao Zhenzhu also took the gold bars along with the whole pot.

Zhou Bingchen didn't want Zhao Zhenzhu to do something so dangerous.

"The situation was urgent, and I took the jar without thinking. By the time you got home and told me, the daylilies were already cold," Zhao Zhenzhu said, a little unhappy.

Zhao Zhenzhu regretted it.

If only she had secretly gone to Tao Jiadong and explained things to him herself, she would have been fine.

Involving Zhou Bingchen was not a wise choice.

“Pearl, it’s their business if others have gold bars and treasures; we don’t care. I will work hard and strive for promotion to give you and the children a better life. Don’t meddle in other people’s business out of curiosity. I can’t be by your side, and you have to face many things on your own. There are some things you can’t touch; touching them might cost you your life,” Zhou Bingchen earnestly advised.

Zhao Zhenzhu then realized that Zhou Bingchen wasn't blaming her, but rather worried about her.

“Bingchen, but I’ve already joined in the fun. I acted impulsively and brought the jar back. Now I can’t return it!” Zhao Zhenzhu laughed.

Zhou Bingchen remained silent, deep in thought about how to resolve the matter.

"Pearl, is there something wrong with the gold bars? My second brother and sister-in-law both touched the gold bars, so they were poisoned?" Zhou Bingchen was startled when he thought of Ding Xiaocui and Zhou Bingxing.

"You're so smart," Zhao Zhenzhu exclaimed.

“Pearl,” Zhou Bingchen’s expression changed. He grabbed Zhao Zhenzhu’s hand and said, “Come on, let’s go to Uncle Tao’s house quickly and let Aunt Wang give you a proper check-up.”

"I'm not going, I still have things to say!" Zhao Zhenzhu refused to leave.

“Pearl, listen to me. When I came back, Dad told me that Zhou Bingxing was poisoned very badly. If we hadn’t found out today, he would have died in ten days or half a month.” Zhou Bingchen was anxious.

“I didn’t grab the gold bars with my bare hands; I was wearing gloves. You don’t need to worry.” Zhao Zhenzhu felt a sweet warmth in her heart when she saw Zhou Bingchen sweating profusely.

The feeling of being cared for made Zhao Zhenzhu feel very good.

"Pearl, let's go see Aunt Wang! If she says everything's fine after she sees us, we can rest assured." Zhou Bingchen thought for a moment and decided that they should go see Wang Jing.

"Bingchen, I'm really fine. I told you about the gold bars so you wouldn't overthink it. I found something very important in the jar and I'd like you to help me make a decision." Zhao Zhenzhu tried to steer the conversation back on track.

"What is it?" Zhou Bingchen asked absentmindedly.

"You'll see when you see it," Zhao Zhenzhu said as she crawled under the bed.

It wasn't that Zhao Zhenzhu liked to crawl under the bed; she simply had no other choice.

Zhao Zhenzhu didn't want to tell Zhou Bingchen about the space, so she could only find an inconspicuous place to take the jar and gold bars out of the space.

Previously, Zhou Bingchen shouted in a hurry, and Zhao Zhenzhu was in a rush to leave the space, so the gold bars hadn't been packed yet.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to crawl under the bed, Zhao Zhenzhu used her mind to put the gold bars in her spatial storage into a jar, and then she was able to take the jar out and hold it in her hands.

As for the iron box, Zhao Zhenzhu didn't put it in the jar, but placed it on top.

When Zhao Zhenzhu crawled out from under the bed, Zhou Bingchen reached out to help her, but Zhao Zhenzhu waved her hand to stop him.

Zhao Zhenzhu placed the items on the table, walked a few steps away, and said to Zhou Bingchen, "Bingchen, this iron box is what I took out of the jar. The contents inside are a bit dangerous."

"How could my dad have something like this?" Zhou Bingchen stared in shock at the pistol and letter of appointment in the metal box.

“It should be Zhou Dazhu’s mother, Tian Shanhua. Your father was one of Tian Shanhua’s henchmen; they were all undercover spies,” Zhao Zhenzhu said seriously.

Zhou Bingchen was stunned.

“Bingchen, I want to give these things to Uncle Tao, what do you think?” Zhao Zhenzhu said, her eyes fixed on Zhou Bingchen’s face.

Zhao Zhenzhu wondered if Zhou Bingchen would be willing to give up such a large fortune.

Zhao Zhenzhu kept this matter very secret; apart from her and her husband, no one else knows about it yet.

If Zhou Bingchen said he wanted to leave his things behind, Zhao Zhenzhu wouldn't look down on him.

After all, Zhao Zhenzhu had been attracted to him before.

However, if Zhou Bingchen chooses wealth, the two spies, Tian Shanhua and Zhou Fugui, will remain at large.

Such people who undermine social unity will absolutely become a social cancer if given the opportunity.

“Let’s go, let’s go find Uncle Tao right away.” Zhou Bingchen made the decision immediately without the slightest hesitation.

Zhao Zhenzhu smiled.

She knew that Bingchen's choice would not disappoint her.