“Wife, you hold the lamp, and I’ll stand on the table to take a look.”
Li Lao Er wasn't particularly tall or short, about 1.76 meters at most. The roof beams were high; even standing on a table, he couldn't reach them. He eventually had to use a stool to barely touch them.
Standing on tiptoe, my hands could finally reach the roof beam.
He felt around, getting covered in dust, and finally managed to find something, but before he could even feel happy, he pulled it off and found it was a rock.
Worried and troubled, Zhao Dahua and Li Lao Er sat at the table, agonizing over the treasure map before them.
"Honey, is this really true?"
Really? Of course, we hope the treasure map is real, but what if the third branch of the family is playing a trick on them?
Torn between conflicting emotions and hesitation, Zhao Dahua was extremely anxious.
Don't frown, or you'll get wrinkles.
Don't be anxious, anxiety can cause hair loss.
Don't stay up late; it will make you age prematurely.
【Zhao Dahua, you'll believe me now, the treasure map is absolutely real, I'll vouch for it with the rest of my life's worth of poop.】
Li Lao Er's brows furrowed and relaxed repeatedly.
"Honey, the treasure map is real."
"Honey, are you serious?"
No more worries, no more anxieties, Zhao Dahua was happy and excited.
“It’s true. I remembered what someone told me: things on the roof beams are easy to spot, so they’re usually covered with a stone. This stone that the child’s mother has is the evidence.”
The stone is no longer an ordinary stone.
It is evidence of Li Lao Er and Zhao Da Hua's spirit, and their hope for getting rich quick.
[Stone, I never imagined that one day you would escape poverty and become crucial evidence.]
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