Since you're already thinking about it, you might as well go and see.
She naturally didn't know the route, but she had already gotten it out of the old man on the way back. It was mainly because it was quite unique: the entrance to the village was a narrow mountain pass, with a huge rock blocking the way. You could say that the terrain was very safe.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that one man could hold off ten thousand.
After stroking his chin and sighing for a while, Jian Dan quietly slipped inside.
No wonder Uncle Liu called it a bandit's den. Even now, people still have sentries every few dozen meters to keep vigilant. But when you encounter someone as professional as Jian Dan, you can't compare.
The bandit hideouts had a mix of surnames, so the idea of an ancestral hall was probably a stretch. The largest brick courtyard was probably the home of Old Man Li, the bandit leader that Uncle Liu had mentioned.
It was completely dark by now, and the whole village was pitch black, making the lights in this blue-brick courtyard stand out even more.
Jian Dan sneaked into the backyard, approached the window, and tried to eavesdrop, but before she could even take a step, a gust of wind blew by, and hey? Good grief, the lights went out.
"Hey?"
So tiny?
I quietly leaned closer and listened for a while. Old Li was already sleepy, probably still worried and giving his wife some instructions.
"Tell them tomorrow not to go up the mountain these next few days, especially not to go near the old locust tree,"
Then came the voice of a middle-aged woman.
"I know, I know, how many times have you said that?"
Let's think about how to get our son out of here. When has he ever suffered like this?
"Don't worry, haven't they always suspected we have something else? How many people have come? Who found it? The stuff hidden in this house is enough to fool quite a few people."
"Don't be careless. Let them search the house if they want. Consider this loss as a way to avoid further trouble."
The things on the mountain are our family's roots; if anything were to happen to them, it would truly be a great loss.
"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll tell them tomorrow morning."
Besides, who would have thought that there would be something good hidden under that grave?
Hey old man, do you think the police will find out about that wretched girl who hanged herself before?
Have you made all the arrangements at the youth settlement? They won't dare to say anything out of line, right?
“I had my third brother keep an eye on things and not let anyone leave the village. I did the same to my son. I’ve already said that things are tense lately. The Chengjiabao incident only happened a few days ago, and the higher-ups are cracking down hard. Why are they in such a hurry?”
Didn't you see I didn't dare make things difficult for those educated youth? Otherwise, how could that brat have run away and even gone to the educated youth office?
He's got some nerve, always causing trouble for me.
"Alright, alright, I'll watch over him when he gets back. Go to sleep now."
After listening for a while longer, and confirming that neither of them intended to talk, Jian Dan pondered silently in the darkness.
"This is telling me to take direct action!"
She clapped her hands silently, but a smile spread across her face. You can't blame her; the timing, location, and people were all right under her nose. It would be unreasonable for her not to take action.
Putting everything else aside, administering a sleeping potion is a must; it's a caution she developed after coming to this era.
As the weather gradually warmed up, she kept the windows open at night, which made things convenient for her. Listening to the breathing inside becoming more even and deep, she nimbly climbed inside.
Behind Lijiazhuang is another mountain, which was their old hideout. Jian Dan had always been inclined to believe that the things were hidden on the mountain, and now that has been confirmed. However, they can't let go of the things at home either.
Oh no, the simple truth is, even if you're innocent, you'll be made to appear innocent.
After looking around, I found quite a few good things. I hadn't heard of any famous ways to make money in Lijiazhuang, so I guessed it was still the bandit way. Thinking of Xiao Jiang, the educated youth at the entrance of the educated youth office, I felt no more embarrassment.
In any case, it's all ill-gotten gains; calling it the people's hard-earned money wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Rather than waiting for the police to confiscate it, which would then pass through countless hands and might not even end up in anyone's pocket, and with little to no benefit to the people, she might as well keep it first and find an opportunity to give it to the village or her fellow villagers.
That can be considered a practical implementation.
With that in mind, she became much more decisive. She took everything she could find—in the kang (heated brick bed), in the cellar, under the woodshed, under the stone trough in the pigsty—regardless of whether the clues were intentionally left or not.
Before leaving, he placed some good things he had found in the space into the empty cellar.
He easily flipped it over, thought for a moment, and headed straight for the village entrance. Following the wind, he scattered a large handful of sleeping pills. Although he couldn't guarantee that everyone would be affected, well, let those outside sleep in.
Going up the mountain was not difficult for her. As for the graves, she had lived in the cemetery in her past life before. It was nothing.
She doesn't have a very good sense of direction, but since the other person had already given her a hint, she followed the mountain path to find the old locust tree.
Perhaps it was truly a matter of chance, but just as we reached the halfway point up the mountain, we heard the voices of two people talking ahead.
"Second brother, how much further?"
"It's not far. I remember following this road, turning at the top of that mountain ahead, it should take at most an hour to get there."
What's wrong? Are you scared?
"...No, it's just that if someone finds out we're like this, won't they break our legs?"
"What are you afraid of? We're not his sons, how would we know where this thing is hidden? Who told us? If you're going to suspect someone, you should suspect his son, don't you think?"
Besides, are you willing to let him bully you like this?
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