The head of the Tang family didn't want to eat anymore, so he called people: "Yongzi, Mengzi, and Kang'er, come with pouted heads, come with me!"
A few people didn't know what happened and hurried over. Qi Jing was still standing there. When he saw them coming, he calmly saluted: "Clan leader."
The head of the Tang family didn't bother to say anything. He just nodded, said a few words, and then directed his sons and grandsons to take action.
Tang Shiyue and Qi Jing had already avoided it, each using rag brooms to clean the doors and windows of the house.
This is a position that avoids suspicion, but does not avoid it. In other words, in this place, if you want to ask them anything, you can call them, but if you don't want them to see something, they can't see it.
The head of the Tang family was excited just now and didn't think much about it. Now he looked at the two children and gradually calmed down.
When we came here, there was such a big hole dug out in the ground, the tree hadn't been dug out yet, and even the silver ingot was still thrown in the mud! These two children really handled things openly.
Several grown men worked together and quickly dug out the jar. The jar was actually not big, just like the usual jar for pickles in the village. It was originally sealed, but Qi Jing smashed it with a pickaxe, so it was
A gold ingot was rolled out, but the broken piece was replaced, and it was obviously full.
Tang Yong and others dug up the land again and dug a hole for the boss, but there was no second jar left.
After all, they were outside and it was not easy to see much. They suppressed their excitement and discussed it. Tang Yi, the third eldest son of the Tang family, stayed behind while the others followed the old patriarch and went home first.
Tang Shiyue came out with them and said with a smile: "Cousin, Ajing and I are working in the small wine shop right now. If you need anything, just say hello. And this room is too big for me to look at."
It’s too big, and we have a small family, so we can’t live there. Otherwise, my uncle can help us find another place. As long as there is a place to live, we won’t pick it.”
These words came just in time. The child was obviously thinking that maybe if this happened, the head of the Tang family would not let her live there?
The head of the Tang family couldn't help but patted her on the head, wondering why he didn't have such a clever child in his family! But he was old enough and didn't say much, just laughed a few words and let her go.
Tang Shiyue had already returned to the small wine shop leisurely and did not mention this matter to anyone.
She was also familiar with Madam Zhou, and she was not polite to her. She was very busy and dirty, so she borrowed her place to wash her hair. Madam Zhou found her a pair of clothes that Tang Junchen had worn when he was a boy, and she put them on.
Mrs. Zhou was delighted: "What a handsome young man! Ouch, Ah Jing, even you are inferior to me."
Qi Jing also just came back from taking a bath. He looked at her and raised the corner of his mouth.
Tang Shiyue's appearance is not beautiful, but beautiful, the kind that is bright, dazzling, and the burning fragrance coming out of her bones, just like the moonlight surrounded by stars, or the peonies surrounded by fragrances.
Even though she is still young at this time, she is still so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away. Because of her bright and elegant appearance, even if she puts on men's clothes, she does not look shy at all, but looks more bright and cheerful.
Little Qiyang looked up, then ran over and hugged her, cheering with determination: "Sister, she's pretty."
Tang Shiyue smiled and bent down, kissing his forehead: "Thank you, Ayang!"
What a brat! You didn’t even say a word to him, but when he was in front of her, he would act obedient and please her! Qi Jing looked away expressionlessly.
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At this time, the heads of the Tang family had quickly returned home.
After closing the door, the head of the Tang family took matters into his own hands and took out the ingots one by one.
Fifty-two ingots of silver ingots were embedded with "pure silver" on the top and "Zhide" and the casting time on the bottom, which were the reign names of the previous dynasties. They took them out one ingot at a time, and took out a total of sixty
One! This is three thousand taels! Three thousand taels!!
Even though the patriarch's family lives a prosperous life, they have never seen so much silver!
Finally, the head of the Tang family took out a small scroll. The silk on the scroll was very old, but the handwriting was still clear. At a glance, the head of the Tang family shook his hands and said happily: "It was left by our ancestors."
It’s our ancestor’s money!”
He gave the scroll to his son and read it over. It clearly said when and who would receive three thousand taels of silver and pass it on to future generations...
Everyone was overjoyed.
Although the money dug out from the Tang family's old house belongs to them, after all, the land does not belong to their family from beginning to end, but it is different with this thing. This is equivalent to making it clear that this is their family's property.
, confident and justified! No one can take it away!
Everyone was overjoyed.
After a long while, Tang Yong finally remembered and said, "Girl Yue, you are indeed a true gentleman."
When he said this, everyone nodded. Their family had lived in this old house several times, and no one had ever discovered it. Tang Shiyue didn't say anything and kept it secretly. No one knew about it, but she actually thought about it.
Without thinking, he returned the money to them.
This is true benevolence and righteousness! A true gentleman!
This news quickly spread throughout the village, and was much more sensational than the news that Tang Shiyue was no longer stupid.
The head of the Tang family called Tang Yong over and told her that this house was still for her to live in, and she could live there as long as she wanted. Tang Shiyue agreed with a smile.
But she still stayed in the tavern for one more night before packing up her things and moving to the stone house the next day.
The wing room is temporarily unoccupied, and there are three main rooms, with the main room in the middle. The east bedroom was given to the Wang family, the west bedroom was given to Xiao Yao'er, the east wing was left to Tang Shirong, and Tang Shiyue lived in the west wing.
There are actually three wing rooms, but they are smaller than the main room, and when cleaned, they look like that. Tang Shiyue spared one room alone, and later used it as a small study room for Xiao Yao'er and Xiao Qiyang to read and practice calligraphy.
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After moving here, there are a lot of things to add. First of all, we need to build a stove next to the wing, and the toilet at the back also needs to be repaired. Then we need to add furniture, couches in each room, tables, chairs, and cabinets. Let's go back.
We still need to build some bookshelves for Tang Shirong.
Tang Shiyue called Xiao Qiyang over again and asked him to help write the necessary things. Wang was also very happy and kept saying beside her: "Pack me two boxes, a dressing table, and two cabinets."
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Qi Yang stood on a small stool and wrote with a serious expression, completely turning a deaf ear to her. Tang Shiyue was too lazy to pay attention to her.
In fact, of course these things will be obtained for her later... After all, this is a facade project, for others to see. If she wants to improve her quality of life, she must first make her "grandmother" better than them. Isn't this right?
It’s a matter of methods.
The family was gathering together to make plans when they heard a bang on the door and someone broke in.
Granny Sun?
Wang was startled, turned around and entered the bedroom, closing the door.
Tang Shiyue quickly picked up the broom by the door of the house. In the midst of her busy schedule, she was still thinking... She is obviously a little fairy, why is it that she has to go to the martial arts training now?!
Mrs. Sun rushed in with Mrs. He and Ms. Li, holding hoes in their hands. As soon as they entered, they started digging around the yard.
Tang Shiyue said loudly: "Grandma, eldest uncle, second uncle! Stop! This house was temporarily lent to us by the patriarch. It is their house! You must not dig around and dig around.
I can’t stay with my cousin if it’s broken!”
In the neighboring courtyard separated by a wall, in front of the stone table, a young man in a white ramie shirt raised his head, frowned and listened to the sounds here. (To be continued)