After a fairly sumptuous dinner, I witnessed the mother and her two children getting along happily, without any grudges, and in close proximity.
Meng Sheng made a plan for revenge.
He helped clear the table and said goodbye to Hong Ying: "Auntie, I'm going to school to find my brother. I won't sleep here tonight!
Bring your things back tomorrow morning and go back to the village with Uncle Liang."
"Come and stay here with your brother and your luggage at night. The beds in school are narrow, and it's not easy for two young men to sleep in such hot weather!" Hong Ying advised warmly and kindly.
Meng Sheng thanked him and declined before leaving.
Night has begun to cover the earth, and the dim street lights on both sides of the street are lit up.
On summer nights, many people sit in windy places on the streets and alleys to enjoy the cool air.
Adults were chatting and gossiping while fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans, children were chasing and playing, and there were vendors selling all kinds of food and gadgets on the street, which was completely different from the quiet and darkness of the village after nightfall.
Meng Sheng had limited money on him, so he bought a notebook, a pen, a pack of matches and a few candles, then walked slowly towards the city in the morning.
After crossing the long street and turning into two alleys, we finally stopped in front of a dark and lonely courtyard.
I looked around in the moonlight and saw the big tree standing upright in front of the house and a collapsed section of the ancient city wall behind the house, confirming that I was in the right place.
After Yu Yong successfully reduced his sentence, he told everyone several times about his treasure trove like a story.
Meng Sheng only heard it once and it was deeply imprinted in his mind. He had no idea that he would be reborn to look for treasure.
It was because this place was not far from the road leading into the city. Every time they entered or left the county town, they could see the lush ginkgo tree in front of them from afar.
He walked around the yard and did not go through the gate with a copper lock. Instead, he found a lower wall and jumped lightly. He grabbed the top of the wall with both hands, and then with a push and a jump, he climbed over the nearly two-meter-high wall and stood steadily in the yard.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt like he was reborn. He had much more energy and didn't feel tired even after not sleeping for a night. His movements were also much more agile, and it wasn't difficult for him to climb over the high wall.
But now is not the time to think about these things. He listened carefully to the movements around him, made sure that there was no one in the yard, and went straight to the backyard under the moonlight.
In the northeast corner of the backyard, we found the treasure trove that Yu Yong said no one would have thought of - the toilet.
Light the candle and push open the wooden door and go in.
At first glance, it looks no different from an ordinary toilet, with walls made of wooden boards, a roof made of thatch, two wooden boards and an urn buried in the ground. It is extremely simple.
It was just built to cover up the truth. It has never been used and is very clean inside.
Meng Sheng knocked on the wooden wall with a candle, searching purposefully.
Soon a movable wooden board was found.
Pushing it open, another wooden wall came into view, forming a gap several dozen centimeters wide between it and the original wooden wall.
There was a very eye-catching stone slab placed on the ground in the crack.
Meng Sheng put down the candle, bent down and moved the heavy stone slab, revealing a dark hole.
After standing for a while to wait for the cave to be ventilated, he climbed down the ladder at the entrance with a candle.
I quickly went down to the bottom of the cave and looked around with a candle. I found that the entire underground space was not large, and the walls and ground around it were rough and uneven.
However, the boxes of different sizes on the ground were neatly arranged.
After a lifetime of poverty, he could suddenly achieve financial freedom. Meng Sheng took a deep breath, calmed his pounding heart, and opened the lid of a box with trembling hands. What he saw were stacks of tightly bundled banknotes.
Then I opened the next box, and it still contained these colorful and crazy things.
This went on for three boxes in a row.
It was in the sixth box that there were some gold, jewelry and a dozen ancient swords that were collected from somewhere unknown.
Even though he couldn't estimate the specific value of these things, Meng Sheng felt his mouth dry and his body trembled as he looked at them.
He stood there in a daze for a long time before taking out a stack of money from a box. Then he closed all the boxes, and finally carried a box full of banknotes out of the cave.
After searching in the yard, he found a hoe, took it, climbed over the courtyard wall, crossed the collapsed city wall not far away, and walked into the quiet and dark forest.
He found a place with tall trees and deep grass, dug a hole, buried the box, and covered it. Then he returned to the yard and continued moving the box.
He went back and forth several times like this. Except for the ancient swords and knives that might be used to accuse someone of a crime, he hid the other eight boxes in several places in the mountains.
Because the location is quite remote, the whole process was done secretly.
After moving the boxes, Meng Sheng went back and carefully cleaned up the traces he left behind, and then borrowed the place to write a letter before leaving.
It was already very late, the round moon hung high above our heads, and the streets were empty, with no one in sight.
Meng Sheng turned and headed straight for an old courtyard house not far from the county government.
This is Hong Ying's mother's home. In her previous life, when she was in her teens and chasing after the Meng Yun brothers, she followed them here once.
After making sure that there was no one on the street nearby, he quickly walked to the door, put the letter he had written into the mailbox next to the door, and turned around and left quickly.
Next, we have to wait and see the attitude of the Hong family before deciding on the next move.
He was not afraid that the letter would alert the enemy and allow people to trace him back from his handwriting, because Mengjia Village was too poor and isolated. The only primary school was built with the money and effort of the villagers after the college entrance examination was resumed a few years ago.
In the past, if I wanted to go to school, I had to go to the Rongshu Village in front to attend elementary school.
The journey back and forth takes too much time, and it is not very safe in the morning and evening, so an adult is required to pick you up.
Except for those who come from well-off families or whose children are particularly gifted in reading, most of these people have only attended literacy classes for a period of time when educated youth came to China a few years ago.
But at that time, no one was willing to spend money on paper and pens, so children and adults all used half-burned wooden sticks to draw on the ground.
Meng Sheng's family was poor, and he was not a student. He would rather go up the mountain to get something to fill his stomach with his free time. He worked for three days and rested for two days. Like most people in the village, after a few years he could only recognize a few words.
The reason why he can read and write is that he took political ideology classes in prison for many years.
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