wind in the dark night

Chapter 38 Gold
the next day.

No. 14 Huaihua Lane.

Qi Yue stopped in front of the courtyard gate.

There is a big red paper on the door: This room is for rent.

It is estimated that there has been no one for a long time, and the red paper has faded due to the wind and sun for a long time.

The house has a single gate and a courtyard, and it looks neat.

Gray and white exterior walls, vermilion lacquered gates.

The ocher red roof is the most eye-catching.

In the eyes of children, there is actually no difference between ocher red and red.

Based on this, Qi Yue believed that this place should be the "red house" that Han Mingshun called.

The neighbor woman came back with a vegetable basket and looked Qi Yue up and down: "Who are you looking for?"

Qi Yue said: "Oh, I want to rent a house, is there anyone here?"

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Liu just came back..."

"Thank you."

The courtyard door is ajar.

Qi Yue pushed the door open and walked in.

A muscular woman in her 40s was closing the window.

Qi Yue said, "Excuse me, are you Mrs. Liu?"

A strong woman - Mrs. Liu nodded: "I am."

Qi Yue said, "I want to see the house."

"...Are you here to rent a house?"

Mrs. Liu looked surprised.

No one has ever asked since the notice was posted.

Qi Yue said: "I have this plan, can I go in and have a look?"

"Of course, please come in, please come in."

Mrs. Liu greeted warmly.

There was a musty, choking smell in the house.

The ground was covered with dust.

It can be seen that the house has been unoccupied for too long.

"Is there no one at home?"

Qi Yue looked around
Mrs. Liu said at the side: "There are no people here for a long time. My house has moved to Xiangfang. Oh, but don't worry, the house is a bit old, but it is not damp at all. Every once in a while, I come here to open the windows... ..."

In the northwest corner is an empty room.

The floor, like other rooms, is covered with patterned blue bricks.

Mrs. Liu asked, "What's your surname, sir?"

"Miangui's surname is Qi."

Qi Yue looked up at the ceiling.

Mrs. Liu immediately said: "The beams of the house are made of golden nanmu, but they are strong. There are also the doors and windows. Look at the materials, they are all good wood..."

Qi Yue said with a smile: "Is the golden nanmu too exaggerated?"

Mrs. Liu said: "Why don't you believe it, it's really golden nanmu."

Qi Yue shook his head with a smile.

Mrs. Liu seemed to be straightforward, and she said anxiously, "If you don't believe me, there is a ladder in the yard, you can move it up and see if it is golden nanmu. After all, Han Bancheng's family has money. His It’s not uncommon for a house to use golden nanmu as the beams.”

Qi Yue's heart moved: "You mean, this was Han Bancheng's home before?"

Mrs. Liu said: "It's not his house, it's his real estate. In the early years, most of the houses in this area belonged to Han Bancheng. Later, he sold a lot of them. Five years ago, all his sons were arrested. The family property was confiscated and sold, and my husband is from the Salt Administration, so he thought the price was a good deal, so he asked someone to buy the house."

Mrs. Liu didn't hide it either.

A brief account of the ins and outs of the matter.

She wanted to rent out the house as soon as possible, so naturally she had something to say.

Besides, it wasn't even a secret.

Qi Yue asked again: "Then why don't you stay?"

"There are too many people in the family to live in..."

Mrs. Liu was somewhat impatient: "Do you like it or not?"

Qi Yue asked her: "How is the rent calculated?"

Mrs. Liu's eyes lit up: "Have you read it?"

Qi Yue nodded: "It's okay... The rent shouldn't be too expensive, I can't afford it if it's too expensive."

Mrs. Liu smiled and said, "It's not expensive, it's eight yuan a month, paid every six months."

Qi Yue said, "Okay, I'll rent it."

"Young people are quick to do things!"

Mrs. Liu smiled.

Huaihua Lane is located in a remote area, and the rent of eight yuan is considered high in this area.

Qi Yue said: "I don't have that much money with me, let's pay some deposit first."

"Okay okay."

Mrs. Liu was also worried that Qi Yue would go back on his word, so she immediately found a pen and paper to initial the agreement.

At noon that day, the balance was settled in full.

Since it was the Han family's property before, this matter is even more certain.

……

When Han Mingshun said those words on the tree.

Qi Yue knew that "gold for sugar" was probably true—with Han Mingshun's IQ, it was unlikely that he would fabricate such a story.

The few words he said were not his own way of speaking. From the analysis of the following context, it was more like imitating his father.

In other words, Han Rui taught him these words.

It is estimated that it is also a thousand exhortations, and I don’t know how many times I have to teach it before I remember it.

Otherwise, with Han Mingshun's IQ and character, he would have long forgotten about this matter, let alone remembered it verbatim.

What Qi Yue couldn't understand was why, with Gao Kejian's means, he hadn't been able to ask this secret for more than five years.

In fact, this is mainly because Gao Kejian is too eager for success, which has become a rigid pattern instead.

Every time I ask: where is the money hidden!
But in Han Mingshun's cognition, money and gold are not the same thing at all.

Money is money, and gold is gold.

In addition, my father repeatedly asked me not to tell anyone about Jin Zi.

Of course he would not take the initiative to reveal this secret.

Especially the one who hit him a lot.

In the past five years, everyone he came into contact with, including prisoners who were also in the prison, beat him or scolded him, and beat him severely at every turn.

Qi Yue's friendly face made him feel the long-lost kindness, and this kindness plus toffee, in Han Mingshun's heart, is definitely worth a piece of gold.

As for whether this person will take all the gold away, such "advanced questions" are not considered by a person with a low IQ who looks like an idiot.

……

at dusk.

In an empty room.

Qi Yue pried open the fourth blue brick from the left.

Below the blue bricks is loess.

The steel drill is nailed in first to make the soil layer as soft as possible, and then the soil is dug with a shovel.

When digging to a depth of one meter, the steel drill hit a hard object.

He scraped away the floating soil, leaned over and looked at it carefully for a while, and found a dark brown ceramic jar.

The cover is half a meter square. If you want to take the cover off, you need to continue to clear the soil around it.

He quickened his digging speed.

An hour later, the whole ceramic jar was revealed.

Qi Yue carefully took off the cover

The mouth of the jar is wrapped layer by layer with tarpaulin.

The cover blocks the weight of the soil.

Oilcloth is mainly used to waterproof and moisture-proof.

From the perspective of texture and shape, this is the jar used by ordinary families to pickle pickles.

In the northeast, this kind of thing is very common.

However, this ceramic jar is definitely the largest one. It is one meter high, the diameter of the mouth of the jar is half a meter, and the arc in the middle is more than half a meter.

After untiing the oilcloth, what caught the eye was the whole altar of golden ingots with exquisite shapes!
This kind of solid flat gold ingot was made in the early Republic of China, and it is still in circulation on the market. Each weighs only one tael, and is most suitable for carrying around when going out.

According to preliminary estimates, there are at least two hundred catties of gold ingots in the jar.

(End of this chapter)