Chapter 181 Wooden Box
When asked, Minghuai smiled, nodded, and said, "Yes, it was dug from here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put the wooden box in Jiang Zhimiao's hand, and then asked puzzledly: "Sister, what is in this?"

Jiang Zhimiao frowned, lowered his head to look at the exquisitely made wooden box in his hand, and said casually: "I don't know what the contents are."

Minghuai's eyes darkened, and he pulled her towards the place where the wooden box was dug out. He pointed to the hole in the ground and said, "Look, this is where I dug it out."

A dog-paddle-style hole was dug out on the flat ground. The soil was randomly thrown aside and piled up into small mounds of different sizes. Deep in the hole, the shape of the wooden box was still retained.

Jiang Zhimiao swallowed, pointed at it and said, "Here, you dug this out by yourself?"

Minghuai smiled and scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Mingzhu and I dug it out together."

Jiang Zhimiao withdrew her eyes faintly, and was very surprised. The hole was deeper than the pot on the stove, but it took only half a day to dig out two and a half big dolls, and she was indeed allowed to eat them. shock.

However, why did they remember digging a hole? She was stunned, looked at him and asked: "Didn't you say you were going to play with Jing Ming? Why did you think of digging a hole again?"

"Jingming was taking a nap, so Mingzhu and I didn't go looking for him." Minghuai said crisply.

As he spoke, he pointed to the hole and said, "Just now Mingzhu and I wanted to dig soil to build a house. Whenever we succeeded, we dug out a box." He blushed, put his hands behind his back, and glanced in fear.

Under the white snow, his white skin was flushed, and he looked like a good boy. Jiang Zhimiao smiled and said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of? It's just playing with dirt. What's the point of being embarrassed? You're still coquettish." ”

She grabbed his face and comforted him.

At this moment, a tender little milk sound came out from behind. Jiang Zhimiao turned around and saw Mingzhu rushing towards him.

"Sister, you are finally back." She hugged her leg, raised her little face, and rubbed it.

Hearing a humming sound in his ears, Jiang Zhimiao raised his eyes and saw Xu Yourong hurriedly fetching the tissue paper.

Seeing her standing still, she patted her back: "Mom, if you can't run, just walk slower. Anyway, you can't lose the pearl at home."

Xu Yourong wiped the sweat on his face carelessly and gasped, "I'm exhausted. You're right. In addition to embroidering handkerchiefs, I have to go out and walk more every day."

She didn't know if she didn't push her out. She was startled. She didn't know that she couldn't even outrun a three-year-old baby. She must have been spending too much time embroidering in the house every day. It seemed that she would have to smoke more in the future. Time is all about walking around.

Panting every step of the way, like a consumptive ghost, Xu Yourong patted his chest and secretly made up his mind.

But soon, her attention was attracted by the wooden box in Jiang Zhimiao's hand. A rotten smell rushed straight into her nose. She took a step back, took a sharp breath, and said in surprise: "This is what?"

Mingzhu looked at the treasure she dug up with a happy face. She pointed at it and said crisply, "Mom, this is the treasure my brother and I dug out."

When she finished speaking, she clapped her hands and made a crackling sound.After hearing this, Xu Yourong's face was extremely shocked. The treasure he dug out?It would not be unusual for her to be dug up in this remote country, but this is Tianshui Village, and this wooden box is not something that should appear here.

She glanced at the silver lock on the box and said solemnly, "This thing looks a bit old."

Jiang Zhimiao nodded and agreed: "Yes, looking at the degree of decay, it looks like something from more than ten years ago. If the box hadn't been made of nanmu and was coated with special potion, I'm afraid it would have rotted long ago. It’s in the ground.”

Southern Duoxiang Nan, when she got closer and smelled it, in addition to the unique rotten smell of wood, there was also a faint fragrance. She concluded that this box came from the south.

Nan, camphor, catalpa, and muzhou are collectively known as the four famous trees, and nanmu is named the first. The palace even regards nanmu as the royal wood. It is unreasonable to have a box made of the royal wood in Tianshui Village.

Moreover, nanmu is extremely anti-corrosive. If it hadn't been for a long time, this box might still be buried in the ground intact. If Minghuai and the others hadn't dug it out, it wouldn't have completely rotted even if it had been left there for a hundred years.

Xu Yourong didn't speak, but her eyes were fixed on the wooden box. She took a breath and said in a low voice, "This thing shouldn't be here."

Although she was not born into a wealthy family, she had also spent time in one. Nanmu was a royal item, something that could only be used by royal relatives, princes, princes, and nobles. However, this thing appeared in the far north. , I’m afraid there’s something wrong with it.

It was still a big deal. A faint sense of crisis flashed through Xu Yourong's heart. The last time this happened was when she was searching her house. Her eyes darkened and she glanced at it with fear.

"You can't keep it. You can't keep this thing." She looked at it firmly and said decisively.

Jiang Zhimiao raised his head in surprise: "Auntie?"

"Now that we are criminals and have a humble status, if one day the incident comes to light, we can't tell it even if we are covered in words. No matter whether the thing is ours or not, as long as others bite it to death and don't let go, the white thing can turn into black. , You can't keep this thing!" Xu Yourong said seriously.

Jiang Zhimiao naturally knew that this thing couldn't be left behind. The time and place were wrong. If it was left behind and found out, it would be a disaster. Whether it detonated or not was a matter of time.

Although this box has been buried in the ground for more than ten years, nothing has happened to it in the past ten years, but what if something happens? If something happens, someone will be killed.

Daxu Country attaches great importance to Yueju, especially if the royal objects are discovered, even if she has the help of the plane mall, she may not be able to escape unscathed.

She took a deep look at the quaint box in her hand and nodded in agreement: "Mom, you are right, you can't keep this box, but we can first see what the contents are and then decide whether to keep them. Leave."

Xu Yourong glanced at her in surprise. After thinking for a while, he nodded heavily: "Yes, you are right. If there is money in this box, there is no reason to refuse it."

She stretched her chin and looked at the wooden box carefully. A glimmer of light flashed in her eyes: "Use an ax to chop it. This silver lock is not a common style. If it is left, it will be a disaster."

Jiang Zhimiao nodded, and after finishing his words, the group hurried to the woodshed.

The woodshed was well ventilated from all sides, and although there was no fire, it was much warmer than outside. As soon as they entered the house, everyone felt warm.

(End of this chapter)

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