Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

Facing the back wall, under the shrine where her grandmother worshipped the guardian deity of the family, there used to be an old-fashioned black lacquered four-drawer table. Now the table has been moved away, revealing a one-meter square hole on the ground.

"Shit, is this a tunnel or a secret room?"

Han Zhaozhao blurted out a swear word.

"Pa!" Her grandmother immediately slapped her on the back of the head. Although it didn't hurt much, it was an obvious warning.

"Little girl, who taught you to use bad words? You are the guardian deity of the family, so keep your mouth shut!"

Grandma Han scolded her with a stern face, then put her hands together and bowed to the shrine, muttering:

"The child is ignorant, please don't blame me, immortals! I have no choice but to disturb the immortals' rest, please forgive me!"

Han Zhaozhao was a little confused: What did she say? She didn't say anything, right? How did she become ignorant? And was she beaten?

"Grandma, what's wrong with me? I didn't do anything wrong, did I? Why are you hitting me?"

"Shut up, don't talk! Get to work!"

Han Zhaozhao: What happened to her breast? Could it be that she was possessed by a ghost?

But seeing that the old lady's expression was more serious than ever before, she didn't dare to ask, and she didn't dare to say anything!

Oh, it’s better not to mess with this old lady whose mind is full of immortals, just do your work quietly!

Grandma Han jumped down the cave first, directed Han Zhaozhao to drag the rice over and put it on her shoulders, and said, "Wait up there." In the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the cave.

Han Zhaozhao lay at the entrance of the cave and looked down. In the residual light of the flashlight, he saw a row of narrow steps extending very long, about twenty or thirty steps.

"When did your family get such a big darkroom? Why have I never heard of it?"

Han Zhaozhao lay at the entrance of the cave, swinging his legs back and forth, feeling very confused.

Could it be that her mother was a Manchu noble, a princess of the previous dynasty?

Is this dark room the secret room where valuables are stored in her grandmother's house?

Han Zhaozhao was itching to go down and take a look.

Will there be boxes and cages filled with glittering gold bricks and silver ingots, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, gemstones, large pink diamonds, pigeon egg cat's eye stones, red corals, green jadeite, ancient inkstones, treasures, calligraphy and gold-plated jewelry...

In Han Zhaozhao's mind, the description of the giant treasure found in the online article became more concrete, as if he was really going to get rich!

"Zhao Zhao, what are you doing? Why are you drooling so much that it's dripping onto my hair? Are you greedy again because of the fine grains you bought?

Look at you, you are such a greedy cat, it's really disgusting! If I don't know, I would think you are starving me every day!

It’s getting late, help me hide all the food. Tomorrow morning, I’ll make you some chopped green onion pancakes to satisfy your craving!”

Han Zhaozhao:……

She's actually not that greedy!

She has eaten countless delicious things!

But I can't tell this to my grandma.

After wiping his saliva, he said that she was greedy, so she was greedy, she had to admit it!

But this greed is not that greed!

Her grandmother would never have dreamed that her precious granddaughter had such a big appetite!

It's not enough to be filled with just a piece of scallion pancake.

It was not until all four bags of grain were hidden in the basement and after Han Zhaozhao had acted coquettishly and cutely for a long time, that the old lady finally agreed to let her go down to the "secret room" because she could not resist her.

Standing in the spacious "secret room", Han Zhaozhao opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth: Sure enough, the great writers of online literature are still somewhat reliable!

Right in front of her, against the wall, were three layers of large wooden boxes, stacked high one layer after another. Each one was a mahogany camphorwood box, 88 meters long, 44 meters wide, and 47 meters high. There were more than 30 of them on the three layers.

Oh my gosh! The wood of these boxes looks very thick, and they must be filled with the heaviest gold bricks and silver ingots!

There were several wooden shelves on the wall next to her. The light was dim, so she couldn't tell what material they were made of, but the frames were thick and there were carvings of flowers and birds, so they must be antique display shelves made of good wood.

But why are the shelves empty? Where are the antiques? Where are the china? Where are the curios?

Wouldn't they all be put into the wooden box?

On the other side of the wall, there are more than a dozen large jars. Hmm? Are they ancient porcelain jars for calligraphy and paintings or for raising fish and flowers? Are there any Yuan blue and white porcelains? We don't mind Ming and Qing dynasties, as long as they are made in the official kiln!

Han Zhaozhao's heart was beating so fast that she could even hear the noise herself.

Floating over top-heavy, Han Zhaozhao's little hand touched the edge of the tank.

Hey, why is the workmanship of ancient porcelain so rough? And it pricks my hands?

Han Zhaozhao couldn't help but scratch it with his fingernails and was disappointed!

What the hell is this ancient porcelain! Isn't this a coarse porcelain jar for storing grain?

She was definitely not mistaken! This large vat was made by the same manufacturer as the large vat used to store water in the kitchen!

Was this prepared by her grandmother or her grandmother's family? Han Zhaozhao was confused.

"Zhao Zhao, look, if all these big jars were filled, they would hold at least 4,000 kilograms of grain.

This tank was too small when I bought it. I suggested buying one that can hold 500 kilograms, but your father disagreed. He complained that it would be inconvenient to move and take up too much space. He insisted on buying these small ones, each of which can only hold about 300 kilograms. Wouldn't it take up more space if you bought so many?

I don't know how he learned arithmetic, his brain is not good at calculating at all, and he said that the army will educate people. Your father must be the dumbest one who failed the exam. "

Han Zhaozhao snatched the flashlight from her grandmother's hand and shone it on more than a dozen large vats one by one.

She gave up!

Sure enough, they are all of the same model and style, and were wholesaled by her grandmother and her father, that’s right!

"What are you looking at? There's no mouse! This basement is sealed tightly, not even a spider can crawl in.

We are lucky. Your grandpa bought a house for your mom that came with a big basement for free.

Not only can it be used to secretly store food, but it was also a good place to hide from wars.

What a pity! The wood in these boxes is good material. We don’t need it to make furniture, and it would be a waste to dismantle them and use them for firewood!

This would be fine if it happened in the Northeast, your aunt’s family has many children, and they would definitely need it for furniture making at the wedding.”

Han Zhaozhao had just touched the wooden box with her little hand when she was almost out of breath by her grandma's words!

"Grandma, are these boxes empty?"

Han Zhaozhao stared at the old lady, she felt that she was now between life and death.

Life or death depends on what her grandma will say next!

Grandma Han was a little stunned. Why did she feel that her granddaughter's eyes were not right? She was staring at her. Could she be possessed?

"Yes...it's empty...Yeah! What else? Who would be stupid enough to sell a house and give away free stuff?

Your mother said that when your grandfather bought this house, the owner didn't even leave a bench in the house.

We asked craftsmen to clean up the house, but there was no place to sit down and drink water. So a few craftsmen dismantled a stable in the yard and nailed a few small benches themselves.

The reason why we leave these boxes and shelves behind is that it is not cost-effective to move them away. They take up too much space, and people who want to move them don’t want to be paid enough.”

Han Zhaozhao turned around and was about to go out. "Grandma, it's getting late. You still have to go to work tomorrow. I'm sleepy. Let's go upstairs and take a shower and sleep!"

"Hey? Zhaozhao, I haven't covered the vat yet. If it lets in moisture, the grain won't be able to keep well and will get moldy."

Grandma Han grabbed Han Zhaozhao and insisted that she help with the flashlight. She only let her go up after she covered the big vat.

Han Zhaozhao lay on the big kang, feeling disappointed but nowhere to express herself.

Why? In online novels, people either discover gold, silver, or jewelry, or find unclaimed treasures.

Why did the rules change for her? Tonight, she was only one step away from getting rich, but she got hit hard again!

She didn't even want to do the farm work in the space. The blow was too great and she wanted to lie down!