Chapter 10 Zhang Family

After sealing the house intact, they assigned two people to guard each of the front and back doors, waiting for the officer to come down and deal with the things in the yard.

Qu Weiwei arrived at the courtyard gate, quietly crouched down next to the stone lion, and looked at the clothes these people were wearing. She found that they were a familiar gray, but there were some things mixed in that were different from the equipment she remembered.

Qu Weiwei immediately understood what was going on. After all, a book can't be exactly the same as reality, so the author would make some changes, which is understandable. But why do these people look so awkward?

There was something off about these clothes on these people, but Qu Weiwei couldn't quite put her finger on it. She just felt that these people had a strong air of roguishness about them.

Soldiers who have actually been on the battlefield and experienced life and death cannot possess such an aura.

Going around to the back door, the two doors there looked even more out of place than the two doors at the front.

Qu Weiwei didn't know what was going on at the moment; all she could think about was going into the courtyard and looting all of the Zhang family's belongings.

She knew that the D was very poor and needed these things at this time, but she didn't think these people were the kind of upright people that the D had cultivated.

Qu Weiwei's current thought is that she should take all these things away first. If she has the opportunity to make a trip to the capital later, perhaps she can leave them all with that person and let him control them. These things can be used more practically.

After carefully observing the surrounding terrain, Qu Weiwei cautiously found a relatively secluded spot where a tree was growing directly against the wall.

Logically speaking, it would be unreasonable for a house like this to have such a tree, since it's too close and within arm's reach. If someone were to climb the wall, they could easily enter the Zhang family's house.

However, she didn't have much time left, and she couldn't think about so many things. She could only go in first and deal with it later.

When the Zhang family was mentioned, she remembered that the book described how the female protagonist, Qu Qingqing, needed a huge sum of money a few years later to support the textile factory in purchasing new machines. In the middle of the night, she secretly brought the male protagonist to dig up the gold that her grandfather could not take with him before he left.

Because of this gold, the textile factory was able to develop so rapidly.

The book only roughly describes the location: behind the original Zhang family house, there was a dry well. Next to the dry well, Zhang Yi'an, the head of the Zhang family and Qu Qingqing's maternal grandfather, built a large secret room. The gold was hidden in the secret room. The book did not specify the exact amount, but it was known that the two of them drove a truck and made two trips to take everything away.

Two truckloads of gold and jewelry—just thinking about it made Qu Weiwei's mouth water. How much gold would two truckloads contain? Just imagining it made her eyes pop out of her head.

Wait a minute, so that means the gold wasn't confiscated during this raid, meaning it wouldn't matter if they took it.

Goodness gracious, two truckloads of gold, wait for me! My sister's coming right away.

After entering the Zhang family compound, Qu Weiwei, with her short legs, headed straight for the dry well in the backyard. It seemed like a short distance, but for Qu Weiwei, who was only five years old, it was like a marathon.

It had taken her almost half an hour to get to the dry well stone in the backyard. She could only lie on the ground panting as she arrived.

He rubbed his slightly sore legs, reached into the kitchen in his own space, took out a glass of warm water, and gulped it down in one go.

After drinking some water and calming down for a while, she began to look around, touching things with her hands and stepping on them with her little feet. Soon, she stepped on a loose blue brick.

If she were to dig out this blue brick by hand, she didn't know how long it would take. She could only use her spatial ability to put the blue brick into her spatial storage first.

A handle-like object appeared directly under the blue bricks. Qu Weiwei reached out and pulled the handle, and suddenly the well next to her shifted, startling the timid Qu Weiwei.

She reached out and patted her still-pounding heart to calm herself down.

After the wellhead was moved, a step appeared. This step was quite spacious, since it took two people to carry things in. It was normal for the opening to be a little larger.

After opening the secret room, Qu Weiwei let it air out for about 10 minutes and then threw in a tinderbox. Watching the small flame flicker slightly, she discovered that there was actually air circulating inside.

After so long since the small flame had been thrown down and there was still no other movement, Qu Weiwei mustered her courage and cautiously stepped into the secret passage.

Next to the lowest step of the secret passage is a luminous pearl the size of a glutinous rice ball. The pearl, embedded in the wall, emits a soft light, illuminating the golden room.

Looking at the astonishing wooden crates, it was dizzying to even count them all; there were simply too many things to carry away in one go, requiring two trucks.

Nowadays, people like to use boxes to carry things, such as gold and silver treasures, or grains and flour. If you really add several hundred kilograms of things to such a heavy wooden box, wouldn't it take four people to lift it?

Once again, I admired Steward Hu and Fourth Aunt in my heart. The two of them were strong and powerful. With just their two hands, they moved hundreds of boxes from the Qu family's storeroom to another house empty-handed. Perhaps they didn't start moving that night, but rather had planned it all along and started moving long ago.

Otherwise, how could they have moved three or four hundred boxes, and the contents of those boxes were so heavy, all by hand in one night? Only a naive and innocent person like her would believe the nonsense that these two people moved all of the Qu family's property in one night.

She glanced at her watch, realizing she couldn't think about it anymore, and quickly put everything back into her personal space. The watch was still on her scumbag father's desk, just the right size for her to tell the time.

That day, when I was cleaning up my scumbag father's study, I was too nervous to take a close look at what was inside the study after leaving the secret room. I only knew that the main pieces of furniture were a desk, a bookcase, six sandalwood armchairs, and three tea tables of the same material.

Qu Weiwei glanced into the space and saw that the soft couch behind the desk was made of Phoebe zhennan wood. This stuff is really hard to come by and really expensive. How did he get such a big piece of it and even make it into a soft couch?

How could her spendthrift father be from her family? She really didn't want him. Inside the desk drawer were over a dozen different styles and brands of watches, both men's and women's models.

Qu Weiwei felt that the biggest find in this study was the bottom drawer of the desk, which contained a safe with two guns and two hundred rounds of ammunition, six steel military knives, and two sharp-looking daggers.

The quality of those knives was clearly beyond what domestic technology could produce. Those two daggers would be perfect for the mother and daughter to use for self-defense without being conspicuous; they could be hidden in their sleeves. Tomorrow, I'll have my mother sew two small pouches into their sleeves to hold these things.