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Ruan Fuxi observed his honest demeanor and believed that the car accident from ten years ago was orchestrated by someone using his hands. She glanced at Zhao Dayong's face and then said, "This house of yours is an ancestral home, right? It was later torn down and rebuilt."
Zhao Dayong was puzzled by her sudden shift to an unrelated topic, but being straightforward, he replied, "That's right."
Ruan Fuxi nodded. "Under the peach tree in your backyard that hasn't withered yet, there is a fortune left for you by your ancestors. Once you dig it out, it will be enough for your family to live on. Just remember, wealth should not be flaunted; keep a low profile."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Dayong's first reaction was disbelief. He had no idea what his ancestors might have left for them. Moreover, they had lived there for so many years without discovering anything.
Just as Zhao Dayong was about to say something, he looked up and realized that Ruan Fuxi and her companions had already left. Reflecting on what he had just heard, he felt it was unlikely but couldn't help but feel curious about his family's dire situation. Grabbing a shovel, he headed to the backyard.
Zhao Dayong arrived beneath the peach tree and began digging with the shovel. After more than ten minutes of digging, all he found were stones and dirt. There was no sign of any fortune at all.
He thought to himself that he must have gone crazy wanting to get rich; how could he trust a stranger's words? Just as he was about to head back inside with the shovel in hand, he glanced at the peach tree and inexplicably decided to stay a little longer.
He thought maybe he should try digging in another direction. After all, he had already brought the shovel.
Zhao Dayong continued digging on the other side of the peach tree. However, just like before, it was all dirt.
He began to think that perhaps he really was foolish. Just when he was about to give up, he felt the shovel hit something hard beneath the soil.
It didn't look like a stone. He dug through the surrounding soil and gradually began to see what had been buried beneath.
It was a wooden box with a lock, which had corroded over the years from being buried underground. Zhao Dayong stared at the box, his eyes suddenly shining with excitement. He quickly carried the box inside and smashed the lock open. When he lifted the lid, he was stunned.
The box was filled with gold bars!
Zhao Dayong didn't care about the dirt; he bit one of the bars with his teeth and immediately confirmed it was real! This was incredible! His family would finally no longer have to struggle so hard!
After Ruan Fuxi and her companions left Zhao Dayong's home, Ruan Anmu curiously asked, "Xiao Xi, was there something suspicious about our mother's death back then?"
Ruan Fuxi nodded. "That's right. It has been confirmed that someone manipulated Zhao Dayong to cause that accident."
Ruan Anmu's expression darkened. "Who could have such a deep grudge against Mom that they would want her dead? That's outrageous!"
Ruan Fuxi didn't have many leads; the only one pointed towards the Baishan Sect. "I will investigate this matter."
Ruan Anmu nodded. "I trust you, Xiao Xi. So where do we go next? Back to Jing City?"
They had already paid their respects, retrieved the belongings left by their parents in the house, and even met the driver from that time. There shouldn't be anything else to do now. Even if they stayed longer, they wouldn't uncover anything useful.
Ruan Fuxi shook her head. "There's one more thing; I need to retrieve everything Mom left behind."
Hearing this, Ruan Anmu also began to think.
Yes, Mother has a lot of jewelry, but it has all been taken by He Lianhua; we can't let her get away with it.
Wasn't He Lianhua taken away by the police?
Just as Ruan Anmu was feeling curious, a police officer approached.
He Lianhua is willing to return the jewelry. She hopes to gain your understanding and that you won't pursue their criminal responsibility.
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