The people from the cultural preservation office stopped outside the window and looked inside with flashlights.
We were lying on the floor covered with clothes and sleeping. It wasn't that we didn't go upstairs to hide, but we didn't have enough time. If there was any movement upstairs, it would be even more troublesome if it was heard.
"There is someone there, Lao Wang."
"What are you doing?"
The flashlight hit Yang Kun's face, and someone from the cultural preservation office outside the window shouted.
Yang Kun yawned. He pretended to be sleepy and sat up. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "Who is it? Don't take random photos. I just fell asleep."
"We asked people from the cultural preservation office, why are you sleeping on the ground and what are you doing?"
Yang Kun said loudly: "You don't know, right? We rented this place with Manager You of the Auditorium the day before yesterday, and opened a sports goods store. We slept on the ground floor too late to do the decoration tonight, and we will go to the furniture store tomorrow.
Buy a bed.”
"Open the door and let's take a look."
"Hey, brother, there's nothing to see. We've all gone to bed. It's inconvenient for us to have lesbians here," Yang Kun said to the people outside the window.
"It's better to cooperate and let's take a look, otherwise we won't be able to do business when we ask when the shift changes in the morning."
I winked at Yang Kun, asking him to open the door, with a natural expression, as if nothing happened.
"Everyone get up first, Tingting, get dressed and don't get naked."
Yang Kun got up and went to open the door. At this time, I walked up to the wooden board, raised my foot and kicked it gently three times, which meant to tell the water pump below that they must not make any sound.
"Huh...it's so cold."
The door opened, and two middle-aged men wearing hats came in. One of them pressed the switch on the wall, and the room suddenly became bright.
These two middle-aged men were regular workers at the Cultural Preservation Institute. One was named Qi and the other was Wang. Although they did not earn much, they had stable and well-established jobs. At that time, people at the Cultural Preservation Institute did not necessarily have to understand cultural relics. Many of them had connections.
, come to work for retirement.
The man surnamed Qi walked to the shelves, looked back and forth, and then asked, "When are you going to open for business and are you going to sell these things?"
Yang Kun said with a smile: "Brother, we haven't officially opened yet, and the decoration hasn't been completed yet, but we have hired employees. This is our sales manager, and this is our front desk girl.
I nodded quickly and said yes.
"You have a front desk girl here? Who? Her."
The man named Lao Wang looked at Tingting. His cheeks were slightly bulging and his face was flushed. It was obvious that he was suppressing laughter and was feeling uncomfortable.
It turns out that Tingting was getting dressed in a panic just now. The zipper down jacket she was wearing had its zipper stuck and was only pulled up a little. With her big belly exposed, she looked like she was pregnant with a child, which looked very funny.
"It's okay, let's just take a look."
The man named Qi took two steps forward, and my heart was in my throat. His feet stepped on the carpet, and as soon as he took two steps forward, he stepped on the wooden board covering the hole.
I quickly took a few steps forward, stepped on the wooden board, and stood in front of this man.
I smiled and said, "Anything else? We have to take a rest. We have to work hard tomorrow."
"It's nothing. It's just that Lao Wang saw someone flashing a flashlight in this house just now. He was afraid it was a thief. After all, someone lived in and died last year. We take precautions in the bud and prevent such situations from happening."
"Then you can rest without disturbing me."
"Then I'll give it to you two."
"No need to send it. It's not easy to do business in such a cold weather. Please set up a bed as soon as possible."
After the two left, Yang Kun closed the door and locked it, breathing a sigh of relief.
Watching them enter the cultural preservation office, I lifted up the carpet and removed the wooden board covering the burglary hole.
"gone?"
"It's so fucking scary, I just heard footsteps above," the thief cursed at the sewage pump.
"Are you still the boss?" Huang Mao asked.
Yang Kun looked at the time: "Forget it, come up and pull out the ladder. That's it for today."
...
There were many people in the small square in the morning, so we opened the door as usual. The floor of the house was covered with carpets. In order to prevent people from discovering the wooden boards, Yang Kun had people rearrange the shelves. Two rows of shelves were pressed horizontally on the wooden boards. Unless someone removed the shelves, he would
Otherwise, you won't be able to see the wooden boards under the carpet.
The water pump was full of dirt and there was no hot water in the building. He changed his clothes, put on a plastic bag, and went out to find a bathhouse to take a bath. Tingting looked at the store. Most people came in just to take a look, and almost no one bought anything.
I did one thing in the morning. I walked out from the Thief's Cave, counting the steps in my mind. After walking about two hundred steps, I discovered a problem.
If the underground robbers don't go astray, they will dig right here, right under the garden.
The small garden in Binta is not big, about 20 to 30 square meters. Some crabapples and sea hollies are planted that are suitable for winter viewing. I forget it. If you walk from the bottom of the garden, it should be no problem to put up a slat board to support it. If you change the route, it will be better.
Far, the theodolite shows a straight line, which is the shortest way.
I was looking at the garden when suddenly an old man came into the garden and picked up a pipe and started watering.
I was puzzled and asked: "Uncle, why are you still watering at this time?"
The old man picked up the water pipe and said with a smile: "Holly doesn't drink water, Begonia drinks water. The water pipe is frozen at night and cannot be handed over. Just give some water at this time. It will dry up as soon as the sun comes out at noon. This is what we do. We can't be lazy."
I smiled and said, uncle, you are so dedicated.
At this time, a voice came from behind me.
"Brother, it's you, you're still admiring flowers." I turned around and saw that it was Manager You in the auditorium.
