She had a property certificate in her hand. Zhao Susu had just told her that she wanted to open a store, but she didn't have enough capital, so she planned to use the Feng family's yard as collateral, so she stole the Feng family's property certificate and gave it to her, and then took away the salary passbook she had left here.

Zhao Lan turned around and sat cross-legged on the rosewood bed.

There was a jewelry box there, and on it was a jade green bracelet.

Zhao Lan picked up the bracelet and held it up to the sunlight.

You can't see the words engraved inside without a magnifying glass, and there is a magnifying glass next to it.

She picked up the magnifying glass and looked at it again. There was a word "Mo" on it.

There were several other items in the jewelry box, all placed separately. She had quite a few similar treasures, but they were not put together. Each one had its own origin, so that every time she looked through them, she could immediately remember how she got them.

This box was obtained from Yun Mo.

These are all Zhao Feng's capital for doing great things in the future, so of course she can't touch them. But if it's really like that bitch said, that these are burial objects, then that would be bad.

It is unlucky to keep this thing in the house. Although she didn't see any evil spirits on it, it reminded her of the fact that things have not been going smoothly in the past few years and she has not accomplished what she wanted to do.

Could it be that these things caused it? Thinking of this, she put all the jewelry in the box, thinking sinisterly, Zhao Suqin, this idiot, no, it can be said that she is not stupid today, not only not stupid, but also very smart. In order to gain a foothold in the Feng family and to get the deposit back, she actually stole the property certificate.

Maybe she was thinking that since the property ownership certificate was in her hands, even if Zhao Lanshi had the guts to occupy the Feng family's house, right? There was a sinister smile on Zhao Lanshi's lips.

He murmured softly, Zhao Suqin, that may not be the case.

Let that bitch hop around for a few days to see what she wants to do, so she agreed easily. But these jewelry may be unlucky. Otherwise, how could Grandma Yun, who was in such good health, suddenly die? Then wouldn't Yun Mo be in trouble? If Yun Mo died, he might be enjoying happiness. If he was alive, he might suffer in some corner. So this jewelry might be really problematic.

Her family has been getting by over the years, but not entirely satisfactory.

If there wasn't a spirit suppressing her, she might have been in real trouble.

Thinking of this, she quickly closed the box and picked up a canvas bag to put the jewelry in. Zhao Suqin should take these jewelry back to the Feng family.

It would be much better to keep it at Feng's house than at your own home.

Just at this moment, there were footsteps at the door. Zhao Lan's eyes flashed. She came to the window with the jewelry box, opened the window, put it outside the windowsill, and then closed the window tightly.

At this time, Zhao Yahe also leaned over and smiled, "Grandma, if you don't want to take a nap, can I talk to you?"

Zhao Lan nodded, her expression returned to calm, and she coughed a few times. Zhao Yahe hurriedly poured tea for Zhao Lan and brought her some pastries, looking very considerate.

Zhao Lan's face looked better, and at this moment Zhao Yahe suddenly smiled and said, "Grandma, although my dad is not your biological son, but adopted, why do I find that grandma and I look so much alike, especially our eyebrows and eyes. Oh, my dad and you look alike, too, just like real mother and son."

Then she continued in a naive tone, "I have never seen my eldest aunt, but my second aunt, third aunt, and my fourth aunt really don't look alike at all."

Zhao Yahe's eyes were innocent and her smile was the same, as if she knew nothing.

Zhao Lan's hand holding the teacup paused, her eyes unpredictable, and she suddenly asked, "Just tell me, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Yahe continued gently, "Grandma, it seems like my aunt has become a different person."

Zhao Lan took a deep look at Zhao Yahe, nodded secretly, and then said lightly, "I didn't expect you to have some talent."

"Grandma, will you love me more in the future?"

Zhao Yahe had a sweet and innocent smile on her face. She simply sat next to Zhao Lanshi, rocked her arm, and snuggled up to her. She said in a delicate voice, "Grandma, I don't care about anything else. I only know that you are my dear grandma."

Zhao Lan's body stiffened for a moment, then she sneered, but she didn't say anything, but her expression softened. She tapped Zhao Yahe with her finger and said meaningfully, "You are still young, don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask, lest you get yourself into trouble. Go back to your room and study. Your aunt was right just now. You'd better take the college entrance examination next year."

"I understand, grandma."

Zhao Yahe nodded obediently, then poured a glass of water for Zhao Lanshi, pushed the snack plate towards her, and then lightened her steps to leave. Unexpectedly, Zhao Lanshi called her, "Yahe, wait a moment."

Zhao Yahe stood there obediently, waiting for Zhao Lan's words.

But Zhao Lan didn't say anything. Instead, she took a bell from her wrist and threw it to Zhao Yahe.

Zhao Yahe quickly caught it and looked at her grandmother in confusion.

Zhao Lan said calmly, "Didn't your aunt buy you a silver bracelet? Put this bell on and wear it on your hand."

Zhao Yahe blinked her eyes. Although she was a little confused, she still obediently held the small bell in her hand and turned away.

If Du Li were standing here, she would definitely say that the Zhao family seemed mentally unwell today. They spoke as if they were guessing riddles, and their actions were incomprehensible.

It's really weird!

But after the room became quiet, Zhao Lan stood up with a frown and came to her bedside table. There was an antique table lamp on it, which looked quite old.

She looked at the desk lamp for a long while before she reached out and twisted it left and right a few times. Then she heard a slight clicking sound from behind and the wall where a painting was hanging suddenly split in the middle.

There is a somewhat dark room at the back.

At this time, her bedroom door had been closed when Zhao Yahe left, so the room was very quiet. Then Zhao Lan walked into the small dark room.

Then he struck a match to light a candle on the table, and with the light from outside, the secret room on the right was illuminated.

The house was not the treasure room or secret passages or anything like what one might have imagined. It was just an ordinary rectangular cement room of about ten square meters.

There was a long table against the wall, and on it were four black jars covered with red cloth.

The jar was about the size of a small rubber ball that children play with today, and had intricate patterns carved on the outside.

(End of this chapter)