Chapter 27 Picture within picture?
He cleared his throat and whispered, "Girl, you have to hide so much gold."
Of course they had to hide it well. Back then, their ancestral home in the city was given to others as gambling money, so the family moved back to their old home in the countryside. At that time, the house was already very dilapidated, and they lived in it for more than ten years before they demolished it and rebuilt the current rammed earth house.
However, how to hide and where to hide is another question that needs further study.
Gu Yuehuai pondered for a moment and said, "Dad, you must not tell my second brother that we have these things at home."
She originally thought that if she said such words, she would be met with her father's disappointed gaze. After all, when she said this, others who didn't know the inside story would only think that she was selfish and stingy, that she only cared about herself and was unwilling to share the treasures left by her ancestors with her brothers.
Unexpectedly, Gu Zhifeng nodded heavily and said, "Don't worry, Nannan, let alone the second son, I won't tell even the first and third sons! Since the ancestor appeared and gave it to you in your dream, it means that these things were given to you by the ancestor. What does it have to do with them?"
"These things are all yours, they have no share! Just hide them quietly, Dad is keeping his mouth shut!"
"I'll give you all these things as your dowry. Don't worry about your brother. The boys in our Gu family are all strong and can take care of themselves. How could they covet these things with their sister?"
Gu Zhifeng spoke with confidence, and seemed to be afraid that Gu Yuehuai might not be able to keep his word, so she gave him a few more detailed instructions.
Listening to his father's earnest instructions, Gu Yuehuai's eyes were filled with tears.
No matter when, where or under what circumstances, her father always put her first. Even when faced with such a huge fortune, he still calmly warned her not to share her things with her brothers.
She felt unworthy of such a father's love as heavy as a mountain. She felt sad and lowered her eyes to force back the tears.
Gu Yuehuai's lips moved slightly, and after a while, he uttered, "Dad, I'm sorry."
I'm sorry, for making you have to work hard outside at your age. I'm sorry, for making you sick and waiting to die in jail. I'm sorry, for causing the entire Gu family to be broken up and die miserably.
Gu Zhifeng smiled and raised his hand to pat her head gently: "Silly Ni'er, why are you still saying sorry to Dad? What is there to be sorry about? Dad is happy to treat you well. In Dad's heart, no one can compare to my daughter."
Gu Yuehuai was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
She calmed down and opened the fourth box.
The box was filled with scrolls. Every scroll you opened was an authentic work. If it were placed in later times, such a painting could easily be auctioned for tens of millions of dollars.
Gu Zhifeng laughed: "The things our ancestors left us are not ordinary things, Nannan, you must keep them well and hide them. Don't let anyone know. Dad will go back first to avoid your brother and others getting suspicious. You should go to bed early too."
Gu Yuehuai nodded: "Okay."
She sent Gu Zhifeng out, bolted the door again, and then began to think about what to do with these things.
There is no way to sell them, otherwise if they are reported, it will be another wave of unexpected disasters. These things will be priceless in the future, but now they are works of art that can only be looked at but not eaten. Otherwise, Tian Jing in her previous life would not have exchanged these for a job.
So where to hide these?
Gu Yuehuai looked around. The palm-sized room was clear at a glance. The only place where he could hide something was under the bed. But such an obvious place could not be called hiding, it could only be called putting.
She was full of worries. After thinking for a while, she decided to take out the things in the boxes first. It would be easier to attract attention if they were scattered than piled together. Besides, these four identical red lacquered wooden boxes were too conspicuous and could not be placed in the house.
Gu Yuehuai took a deep breath and moved the lighter fourth box onto the bed first, preparing to put all the scrolls into the large wooden box at the head of the bed. The box was filled with bedding and out-of-season clothes, so hiding some scrolls there would not be out of place.
She took out the scrolls one by one and carefully placed them in the wooden box beside the bed.
When all the scrolls were taken out, Gu Yuehuai saw that there was a painting with a very special texture hidden at the bottom of the box. It felt slightly cool to the touch, and it didn't look like paper or leather. No one knew what material it was made of.
The painting is not big, only three inches long and two inches wide, and it depicts several acres of fertile fields, a well and a thatched house.
Gu Yuehuai frowned and reached out to pick up the painting at the bottom of the box.
Gu Yuehuai looked at the painting in his hand, with a look of confusion on his face.
In her previous life, when Tian Jing discovered gold, silver and antiques, she immediately reported them to the brigade. The brigade fenced off the land behind the house and dug deep into the ground, fearing that even a tiny bit would be missed. They even registered each one and supervised each other, for fear that someone would embezzle them.
If she remembered correctly, this small painting was not there when the county leaders came to confiscate these things in her previous life. What was there that she didn't know?
After staring for a while, she suddenly remembered that it was Tian Jing who proposed the registration in the previous life. Since she was the discoverer and reported it to the team selflessly, no one was afraid of her greed, so the task of registration naturally fell on her.
Gu Yuehuai pondered for a moment and his expression changed slightly.
Could it be that this painting was secretly kept by Tian Jing in the previous life?
This painting is small and inconspicuous, and it pales among the boxes of treasures. Logically, even if it is for private collection, this is not the one that would be chosen. Could it be that Tian Jing noticed something different?
Gu Yuehuai narrowed his eyes slightly and stroked the fertile fields and houses in the painting with his fingers. He wanted to know why Tian Jing kept this inconspicuous painting secretly. Is there something extraordinary hidden in it?
She knew that the ancients would create paintings within paintings in order to conceal their treasures. Could this be a painting within a painting?
Thinking of this, Gu Yuehuai took out a pencil sharpener from the drawer and prepared to cut the painting open. After all, it contained Tian Jing's secret, which she must uncover!
However, I don’t know what material this painting is made of, but it is actually resistant to knife cuts!
Gu Yuehuai was a little surprised. She thought the painting would be torn with a slight cut, but there was no damage at all. Instead, she was caught off guard and a small cut was made on her fingertip. Blood beads came out and soaked the painting.
She frowned and wrapped her fingers with a clean towel. Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned around, she fell into a patch of dark and fertile soil. The fresh air she inhaled into her lungs brought a sweet and comfortable feeling.
Gu Yuehuai was horrified. She stood up and looked at the unfamiliar environment with a frown. Could it be that she was reborn again?
She stepped lightly on the soil, and it felt very real. What she saw was a rectangular piece of fertile land with a well beside the ridge.
Gu Yuehuai looked at the scene in front of her. It seemed strange but also eerily familiar. However, she was sure she had never been here before. Moreover, she was just in the room. How could she be in another place in an instant while just taking a towel?
She looked down at the wound on her finger that was still bleeding, to make sure it was not an illusion.
At this moment, Gu Yuehuai suddenly looked up at the clean thatched hut not far away. Cold sweat broke out on his back. He looked dazed and stunned. He froze there. After a while, he took a deep breath and figured out why this place looked familiar.
This is clearly the painting she was holding in her hand just now!
She actually entered the painting!
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