Chapter 90: The Surprise Appearance of Cultural Relics from Later Ages

Ming Dayou was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt an itch on his face, as if someone was tickling him.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and in the moonlight, he vaguely saw a shadow standing in front of him.

Before he could even see the other person's face clearly, the shadow suddenly disappeared.

He was so scared that he shuddered all over, crawled up, moved to the kang, woke up his wife next to him, and asked nervously: "Look in the room, is there anything...dirty?"

His wife was half asleep, looked into the darkness with a puzzled look, and asked in confusion: "Where is there anything dirty?"

Ming Dayou's face was full of solemnity. Was he seeing things?

Mingzhu, who had already moved to the window of Ming Dayou's house, couldn't help laughing as she listened to the conversation in the house.

Ming Dayou was actually afraid of ghosts? It was hilarious.

Ming Dayou lay down again in the house, but his mind was full of...what happened that night.

The more he thought about it, the more guilty and scared he became. He encouraged himself in his heart over and over again that there were no ghosts in this world, let alone revengeful ghosts. What was there to be afraid of?

But when he woke up, he couldn't fall asleep.

It was late at night and people's ears were particularly sensitive.

He always felt that there seemed to be someone walking in the yard.

He immediately got off the kang with some uneasiness, picked up the flashlight and went to the yard, and shone it around...no one!

But he was still worried, so he turned off the flashlight and groped his way into the pigsty

in the dark. There were no pigs in the pigsty, only firewood. He opened the stone trough in the corner for feeding pigs, and worked with his back to the moonlight for a long time before he finally got up with peace of mind and went home in the dark to sleep again.

But he didn't notice that on the other side of the outer wall of the pigsty, a figure was hiding in the corner, secretly watching all his movements.

After he left, Mingzhu, who was squatting there, did not come out immediately. She kept her composure.

She had just deliberately created a commotion in the house to arouse Ming Dayou's suspicion and make him fall into the trap so as to determine whether Taisui had been sold to him by the scum of the Song family.

Unexpectedly, this guy was the first to suspect something, so funny!

When her plan failed, she made some noise in the yard to attract his attention.

She was also lucky that Ming Dacheng was good at hiding things and put them in the yard where thieves would not even think about it.

She waited for two hours and made sure that the people in the house were asleep again and there would be no more noise. Then she slipped into the corner of the pigpen.

The stone trough was moved away, and there was a wooden partition underneath.

She took down the wooden partition carefully and saw the small piece of Tai Sui in the small basin at a glance.

It's really here!

The scumbag of the Song family was so eager to sell this "treasure", I guess Ming Dayou's offer was not low.

She slowly took out a small piece of fat from her pocket and put it into the basin. When she was about to cover the basin with a wooden board, she suddenly felt something was wrong. Why was there a wooden board under the basin?

Driven by curiosity, she pulled open the wooden board at the bottom...

The light here was not good, Mingzhu could only see a large black plate like a frying pan inside.

But her intuition told her that Mingda would not hide a random plate so carefully.

It was inconvenient for her to turn on the flashlight, so she took the plate directly into the space.

The light in the space was clear, Mingzhu looked around carefully, and couldn't help but exclaimed: Wow!

This, this, this... Isn't this the cultural relic plate A placed in the museum in later generations? !

The reason why she could recognize this thing at a glance was because her second brother was fond of antiques and often studied antiques with some old antique people.

Once, her second brother took her to a museum, and she accidentally saw a large gray plate placed in a glass cabinet. She thought it was ugly, and her second brother taught her a lesson on the spot.

He said that this plate A was a reward given by the emperor of the Han Dynasty to the heroes who made great contributions to the country. Throughout the dynasties, most of the families who collected this cultural relic were either rich or noble.

Later, this national treasure was lost for some reason and was almost sold abroad. After many twists and turns, it was found and it became the most precious exhibit of the museum today.

But how could such a precious thing appear in the home of an ordinary farmer in the remote Xiaojing Village?

She had to get to the bottom of this!

In order not to make any alarm, she first left the space and put the plate back to its original place intact, and then used the space to move back home.

It was almost dawn, and Mingzhu was very sleepy, so she fell asleep on the kang.

The next morning, she woke up to the sound of Song Ke calling "brother-in-law".

The moment she regained consciousness, she heard Jiang Duo say lightly outside: "Well, where is your cousin?"

Mingzhu sat up lazily, leaned on the open windowsill and looked out the window, "Her cousin is lazy, she just got up."

When Jiang Duo raised his eyes and saw her, the seriousness on his face disappeared instantly.

He walked into the house and returned to the room.

Mingzhu opened her arms and said coquettishly, "Captain Jiang, hug me."

Jiang Duo's lips curved slightly, and he pulled her wrist, pulling up the soft Mingzhu, and whispered, "Why haven't you gotten up yet at this time? Did you do something bad last night when you didn't sleep?"

Because his tone didn't sound like a question, but rather like an affirmation, Mingzhu felt guilty for a moment.

But she thought that she had done it perfectly and it was impossible for her to be discovered.

She took the opportunity to nestle in Jiang Duo's arms, hugging his waist, "Captain Jiang, don't you suspect that I'm cheating on you? It's true that a beautiful young wife like me is easy to be missed by others."

Jiang Duo frowned, "I don't mean that, I just... I saw that you didn't sleep well, so I asked casually."

Sure enough, Jiang Duo lied to her, this rough man has learned bad habits!

Mingzhu rubbed against him in his arms with a smile, "I obviously miss you so much that I can't sleep, and it's hot, and no one fanned me, so I can't sleep even more. Your little wife is so pitiful, isn't she?"

Jiang Duo had long been accustomed to her impropriety, and let her hug him, "Then sleep with me tonight, and I'll fan you."

Mingzhu straightened her waist, rubbed her red lips against his lips lightly, and said in an ambiguous and soft tone: "Captain Jiang is so good to me, I can't repay you, how about giving yourself to him, do you want to?"

Jiang Duo felt her sweet breath up close, his Adam's apple moved slightly, his body tensed, and he tried to suppress his emotions, but his voice was still hoarse: "Don't make trouble, aunt and the others are still in the yard."

After he finished speaking, he moved his head back a little and changed the subject: "Have Song Ke and Song Xue's matters been settled?"

"Well, I'll send Xiao Ke to Aunt Cuilan's house later to learn how to make tofu. As for Song Xue..."

Mingzhu thought of last night, when Song Xue said with a firm face that she would rather work than go to school.

There was a hint of cunning in her eyebrows. She sat up from Jiang Duo's arms and said, "I will take care of her myself."

Teach the little brat a lesson and help her to rebuild!