Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 185 Let’s Play a Treasure Hunting Game_1

Chapter 185: Chapter 185 Let’s Play a Treasure Hunting Game_1

She then discussed with her son next to her, "I promise to be good. I just want to test these three children; they all seem very smart. How well have they been learning? I promise just one question, okay?"

Song Mingbo was ready to take his sister and brother and quickly slip away.

Although Little Asheng had his older siblings by his side, his little face turned a bit pale.

They couldn’t scare the little brother.

This person was indeed crazy.

Seeing his father crying with tears and snot, Ye Laosi’s nose turned sour, and tears came down. In his memory, although his father was busy with work, he cared a lot about his personal cultivation and had never lost his composure like this.

Not to mention wailing like a child.

He stopped the three children trying to sneak away and said apologetically, "Don’t be afraid... with me here, my dad won’t hurt you. Just let him ask a question, and it’ll be over quickly."

Before Song Mingbo could speak, Song Yunuan agreed, "All right then."

Song Mingbo’s lips moved, but he didn’t speak. In a low voice, Song Yunuan said to him, "There are fewer people now and no crowd around us. It might actually be worse if it gets noisy and draws more onlookers later.

The old man is very pitiful. If he asks us something, we’ll answer if we can, and if we can’t, we’ll just say we don’t know."

And so, the old man came over, beaming with joy.

His cloudy eyes lacked any clarity, yet his demeanor was as joyous as a child’s.

Before he could ask a question, Song Yunuan said with a beaming smile, "Grandpa, let’s play a treasure hunt game instead."

The little girl’s eyes were clear and bright, and her smile was especially radiant, disarming people instantly.

The old man immediately clapped his hands happily, "Okay, okay, let’s play the treasure hunt game."

Then he secretly told the three children, "Actually, I’m looking for treasure myself. I’ll find it soon."

At that moment, he had already forgotten his earlier intention to dig the ground beneath their feet.

Little Asheng blinked his eyes, looking at his brother, then at his sister, and kept his mouth shut without saying a word.

Song Yunuan suggested to Ye Laosi, "Uncle, let’s find a quieter place. This game will be over very quickly."

Ye Laosi looked at Song Yunuan gratefully. The little girl was truly understanding. He said, "Thank you, young lady. Don’t worry, although my father is not very sound mentally, he won’t assault anyone, and with us watching, it won’t affect you guys."

The car was still parked by the roadside, and although they were not in a busy area, it was a little distance from the school gate, and there were quite a few people passing by.

At this point, those who liked to watch the spectacle began to gather around.

But before anyone could see what the commotion was, the group walked towards the opposite side.

There was a large tree on the other side, where it was very quiet, with an open space under the tree.

Song Yunuan thought for a moment and then started drawing a map, half real, half fake.

In her hand was a piece of chalk.

Soon, a topographic map resembling hills and rivers appeared on the ground.

There were also houses, and Song Yunuan began to draw winding routes.

The three of them played rock-paper-scissors.

Childishly absurd.

But with one being crazy and the other two being teenagers, they didn’t fear ridicule.

Song Yunuan said, "I’ll play the first round."

In her hand was a pebble, the same one that Ye Wenzhi had given to Asheng.

Song Yunuan purposely said, "There’s a magical treasure hidden somewhere here. We’ll start walking forward, taking one step each in the first round, two steps each in the second round, and so on. I’ll finish it off, and wherever the pebble lands, that’s where the treasure will be, and our game will be over."

Ye Wenzhi’s eyes were shining with excitement as he sat cross-legged on the ground.

Song Yunuan then squatted down, thankful that she wasn’t wearing a skirt today.

So Song Yunuan took the lead, followed by Ye Wenzhi. Ye Wenzhi pondered for quite a while before finally stopping at the foot of a hill.

Song Yunuan gave her older brother a knowing look, then pointed at the house.

So, Song Mingbo caught the hint.

He picked up a pebble and made his way up.

They finally stopped at the west wing of a quadrangle courtyard.

When the pebble fell, Song Yunuan said excitedly, "Old Grandpa, I guarantee there’s treasure here, because if I were hiding something precious, I would definitely hide it closest to myself, like in my own room. So hurry up, follow your son home, and dig out the treasure."

Ye Laosi hesitantly looked at Song Yunuan, then at Song Mingbo.

Something didn’t feel right.

But he quickly reacted, reaching over to his father sitting on the ground, and gently coaxed him, "Dad, you’re really amazing, actually finding the place where things are hidden. Isn’t this our family’s west wing? Come on, let’s go home and dig out the treasure."

His tone was completely that of one cajoling a child.

Ye Wenzhi felt as though something in his mind was bubbling to the surface.

His hand suddenly pressed down on the pebble as he murmured, "This is... Xiao Haizi’s... room!"

Xiao Haizi, that was the bastard who had betrayed his father.

But Ye Laosi suddenly froze.

Inexplicably, he remembered the young girl’s words from earlier.

If I were hiding something, I’d love to hide it in my own room the most.

But these thoughts were fleeting.

He carefully watched his father.

It seemed as if lightning flashed through Ye Wenzhi’s mind, and his eyes regained clarity for a split second, but it too was fleeting.

Just before the moment of clarity faded, he grasped Ye Laosi’s hand, saying, "Take me home."

So these people immediately got on the cart, drove out for a short distance then stopped, and only then did Ye Laosi remember that he hadn’t even asked for the three kids’ names.

When he had the cart stop to look for the three children, he found they had long since walked far away.

In another alley, Song Mingbo walked along with his sister and brother and said, "That old man has been deluded, a little shock and he’ll be fine."

He then stopped in his tracks and whispered mysteriously to the two, "I actually saw something in his face just now. Do you two want to hear about it?"

Song Yunuan immediately nodded, "Yes, let’s hear it!"

So Song Mingbo proudly shared his observations with Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan gave her big brother a thumbs up, then glanced around, "Alright, let’s leave this matter here, don’t mention it to anyone at home, let’s go, we’re off to buy meat."

Although life had gotten better recently, it wasn’t at the point of eating meat every day, especially considering today they were going to make dumplings stuffed with meat—an idea alone enough to make her salivate.

The three siblings went to the sundry good store, with money from Old Mrs. Song and the meat coupons, they bought five pounds of lean meat, two big bones, and two pounds of pork belly.

Song Yunuan also visited the grain shop, where she bought back rice and white flour listed in the grain book.

After regrouping with their family members, Song Yunuan realized that all the goods brought out today had been sold.

She estimated they had made a tidy profit.

Song Liang cheerfully drove the horse cart toward home.

Song Yunuan thought driving the cart seemed fun, so she took the whip, sat on the shaft, and with a cool flick, cracked a loud whip.

Big Jujube, who listened to Song Yunuan best, took the cue and started trotting briskly...