Ji Yanwen put down his book and went to help in the kitchen without hesitation.
A newly arrived son-in-law, an eleven-year-old girl, and a five-year-old boy were all busy in the kitchen, while the head of the household, our Miss Jiang, was fast asleep inside.
She spent the whole night moving stone doors, and even in her dreams, she dreamt of moving stone doors in that dark passageway.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, sat up, and as if possessed, reached into her bosom to retrieve the silver lock she had hidden. She pinched the connecting line that held the lock together, swallowed nervously, and then broke the lock in two. Inside the left half of the lock lay a silver key about the length of her little finger.
"I was so stupid, really."
Jiang Bai slapped her head hard. Although the stone door was large, she had noticed a small hole on the side of the stone door last night. It looked like a keyhole, but she hadn't thought of it at all.
While sleeping, she dreamt of a childhood memory. Song Shi used to have a key-shaped necklace, but when her uncle died, she returned from her parents' home for the funeral, and the necklace disappeared. A silver lock was also added to her dowry.
It's fortunate that she dreamed about it; otherwise, even if she had to lift the stone gate for several more nights, she probably wouldn't have been able to use up all the arrows inside.
Thinking about how all his efforts throughout the night had yielded nothing but a large pile of arrows, and he hadn't even seen what the inside of them looked like, Jiang Bai's lips twitched.
Thankfully, I'm grateful for my childhood memories.
Jiang Bai kissed the key that had been pulled from the silver lock. Whether it would work or not depended on tonight. She was determined to see what kind of treasure was hidden inside that was so well concealed.
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