Chapter 39:

Wu Youmiao noticed the family across the road and said, "Who is living across the road?"
Li Zhuang laughed: "Zhang Er that kid."
Wu Youmiao shouted again: "Zhang Er!"
In the yard across Kushiro, Zhang Er answered from a distance. You Miao said, "If you are not busy, just go to the villa and I have something to say."
Hao Youmiao dropped this sentence and urged the horse to go back. After all, the carriage was still thrown in the Shen Garden, and the silver was also there.
Looking at Shen Yuan from the outside, it feels more broken, but the new home bathed in the sun is not half desolate, but with a vitality that thrives in the ruins of the broken wall, as if something is flourishing under the ruined bricks. Growing, lush and nearly breaking through the ruins, standing upright.
You Miao tied the horse to the lush weeds under the tree outside the door and let it graze on her own. She took off her robe, tied her sleeves around her waist, and fell loosely on her waist, and went to unload the cart. Come down.
The most important thing in the family is his own money. There are a hundred or two silver left, which can be collected ten million yuan. You Miao put the cash box into the bedroom of the hall, the screen fell down, and the bedding had decayed into floc.
You Youmiao looked around. There was a red paint box in the corner. He pushed hard, but couldn't push it. When he looked at the ground, he found that the thing seemed to be cast directly on the ground.
Unlocked, You Miao opened it and looked in. There were only a few scrolls in it. There was still space in the box. Three feet into the ground, You Miao understood. When the house was built, half of it was buried underground. The masonry is fixed.
I'm so good, so as not to be stolen, and second, you can put some valuable things.
You Youmiao took out the contents in a difficult way, put the money pouch given by You Hango into the cash box, put it in the same place with the one hundred and two silvers, and put the small cash box into the large copper box. He went to the car and took the lock in the big copper box, and clicked to lock it.
Hold two keys, put one away by yourself, and the other for Li Zhihuan.
I had to keep a dog who looked after the nursing home in the next day. You Miao thought that I knew Li Zhizhi would go out and buy a dog to come back.
"Master-" Li Zhuang's voice outside shouted.
"Come in." You Miao patted the ashes on her body and went out: "Several boxes on the car helped me carry them in."
Li Zhuang and Zhang Er came. Zhang Er looked around and seemed a bit surprised, saying, "Master, is this where you live?"
Youyou Miao knows that they all feel incredible, and indeed. According to ordinary people's thoughts, maybe this little young master with pride and honour, maybe just stayed for one night, and quickly packed up and went back to Biyu Mountain Villa.
"No way." You Miao laughed and took them to the dumps on the truck, saying, "Daddy doesn't hurt my mother and I don't love, there is an older brother in the family, and my wealth is naturally not my share."
The two looked at each other and took You Miao's box. You Miao did not avoid them, but asked, "Did you hear about this?"
"I heard a bit," Zhang Er replied.
Li Zhuang gestured Zhang Er with their eyes, and the two helped You Miao carry the box into the room.
Wu Youmiao also said, "You have to rely on yourself for everything."
Li Zhuang smiled and said, "The brother who followed the young master, I think he is a real person."
"Yeah, fortunately there is him." You Miao returned to the hall, pushed the windows open one by one, and the sun on both sides came in. The hall was bright a lot, and the furniture covered with a thick layer of dust was no longer Seems gloomy and decadent.
"No one steals the furniture?" You Miao shouted.
Li Zhuang Waner replied: "Who would run to Shenyuan to steal?"
Wu Youmiao said, "Is n’t the house closed at night here? Is there no way to keep track of it? Come, throw away the rotten wood."
You Miao likes the bed in the master bedroom very much. A large bed alone is worth a lot of money. Although the hollow sculptures outside the bed have faded, they can be restored to their original appearance by repainting once. The light-transmitting and hanging mosquito nets are broken, but as soon as the tents are changed and the quilt is laid, it will become a small world.
36, volume two butterfly love flowers
Li Zhuang packed the things and took them outside the courtyard. The home in the room had birch and another kind of wood. You Miao knocked one by one to confirm that the furniture in the owner's bedroom was made of flowerwood. Flower durian is worth a lot of money, heavy and immortal, and the birch cabinets are rotten, piled in the corner of the yard, just as the firewood burns. The door is made of pear wood, which is good and sturdy. At least the doors and windows don't need to be replaced. Knock the rivets again, plan it once, and repaint it.
Wu Youmiao cleaned up the room, put a few boxes away, and Li Zhuang scrubbed in the room. You Miao took Zhang Er to the study.
的 The bookshelves and desks here are also made of garnets. These furnishings in the entire home are worth at least a few hundred dollars. It is strange that no one has stolen them for nearly a hundred years. Is it because the thieves do not know the goods?
"It's strange and strange." You Miao Zhao Zhang Er smiled: "No thief has been here for hundreds of years."
Zhang Erer opened the box, ten large boxes, filled with books-stacks of books.
"These are all yours?" Zhang Er asked, immediately realizing the title, and busy: "There are so many young masters in the library."
Miao Youmiao made a noise, wiped off the dust on the bookshelf, sneezed a few times, and said, "Some are my mother's, some are my little sister-in-law."
"Everyone is a scholar." Zhang Er put the book on the shelf, You Miao went to push the window, the back window of the study was facing the garden, there was weeds in the rockery, and the water in the garden was covered with green algae. Take a look, it's a win. Zhang San put the books in batches and said, "So many books, don't rot them."
Wu Youmiao sat on the big chair and opened the drawers one by one. There were four treasures in the study room, a pen holder in the porcelain after the rain, and a cloud of crow ink, and there was peony vermilion ink.
You Yin mud has been dried, You Miao wiped the table clean, put things out one by one, and said, "I'm not afraid of rotten, I'm afraid people will steal."
Zhang Zhanger said, "No one will steal here."
Yanyou Miao also found a jade bracelet broken in half from the drawer, and tried to put it together, saying, "Jiangbo Villa has no sentry post, and there is no one in the Shenyuan to take care of it, why ..."
Zhang Erji stood up and said, "Because it's haunted here."
Wu Youmiao: "..."
Zhang Er said, "A woman died in Shenyuan."
Yan Youmiao's face became not so good-looking, Zhang Er said again, "Later, I heard that those who bought this garden also died ..."
Wu Youmiao: "That's my mother ..."
Zhang Er realized that he was saying something wrong, and he said quickly: "Gay words."
Wu Youmiao also said: "The reason why Jiangbo Villa has no tenants is because you are afraid of ghosts?"
Zhang Zhang'er replied, "No, it's not because of this. Later, a few bold people came in and took the things in the Shenyuan home to use, but one by one at home died ..."