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Chang'an took the small porcelain doll and looked at it repeatedly, then shook it, and heard the sound of something smacking inside.

There's something inside!

Changan was curious about what was inside, why it was so heavy. After playing with it for a while, he discovered that the base was a wax seal.

Pulling off the wax seal, a small yellow gold ingot fell out.

Chang'an was a little dumbfounded, but he didn't immediately run to show it to his uncle and aunt.

She held the gold ingot and looked at it for a long time before stuffing it back into the porcelain doll's belly.

Wrap the toys and bracelets again and take them to the room to put them away.

When he came out, he heard his aunt calling him.

Chang An walked over and saw his aunt working on and off the pot. She also took out a chicken liver and two pieces of chicken from the steaming pot and put them into the bowl. He said softly: "It's already cooked. Eat it quickly. "

Women and children were not allowed on the table when guests came to the family. Wu was afraid that her niece would not be able to eat the chicken, so she had to give her two pieces in advance.

Chang'an sat down at the small table with the bowl in his arms, eating chicken while watching his aunt work.

I have to grow up quickly so that I can help my aunt cook in the future.

An hour later, the meal was ready.

Wu cooked a chicken and added some radish cubes to it.

Boiled a few more eggs, cut each into four pieces and put them on a plate, arranged in a beautiful shape.

Shredded radish and spinach were blanched and made into cold salads respectively. I also cooked a pot of winter melon soup and fried a plate of lentils in lard.

Another large pot is still cooking fragrant brown rice, and the fragrance of rice fills the entire stove.

Mrs. Wu packed the dishes and served them to the table one after another.

There were a total of five dishes and one soup, all served on large plates. It looked quite rich, but it was a pity that there was no wine, otherwise it would have been more perfect.

After dinner, the clan leader and elders went home first, and Zhang was about to say goodbye and leave. Wu quickly presented several large radishes: "These are grown at home. You can lead the way to moisten your throat."

Zhang was thinking about the Song family's meal, and finally couldn't resist and took a few big radishes.

Before leaving, he fed the horse some grass, drank enough water, and filled the water bag he brought with him.

Getting on his horse, he promised Chang'an: "Don't worry, niece, I will definitely bring your things."

"Thank you, uncle." Chang'an thanked Uncle Zhang in his uncle's arms and waved goodbye: "Uncle, have a nice trip."

Zhang smiled and urged the horse to leave.

After watching the horse go away, Song Sanshun was holding his little niece and was about to go home. Song Laoliu suddenly asked: "Sanshun, where did your family get the water? Why is it so clear?"

He was talking to guests before and drank several cups of tea. Even if the tea was boiled with bamboo leaves, it was still clear and translucent. When he drank it, it was very refreshing and sweet in his mouth. It was not like his own water, which was mixed, thick, astringent, and had a hint of bitterness. It has a faint fishy smell and is very unpleasant to drink.

Song Sanshun made up a lie casually: "I got it last time at the patriarch's uncle's house. I kept saving it and didn't use it up."

"Oh, no wonder." Song Laoliu scratched his head and regretted going home.

Song Sanshun and his wife looked at each other and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After closing the door, the couple started digging the cellar again.

This time Song Sanshun bought an old pulley from another family and installed it in the cellar. The rope of the pulley was tied to a basket, and he dug the soil underneath. His wife only had to shake the pulley to transport the soil up, which was very labor-saving.

Before he knew it, he was busy until it got dark. Song Sanshun squatted in the basket and his wife shook it up. He looked at the pile of soil next to the vegetable garden and sighed deeply.

It looks like I really can't get out of the water.

Oh, forget it, let’s go to the river a few miles away tomorrow to have a look.

The couple did a little cleaning, casually heated up the leftovers from lunch, and the three of them sat around to eat.

Chang'an looked at his third uncle, then at his aunt, pushed the porcelain doll placed on the small table, and said mysteriously: "Uncle, there is something inside the doll."

Sanshun was soaking rice crackers in vegetable soup and asked, "What is it?"

"You'll know just by looking at it." Chang'an chuckled.

Song Sanshun picked up the porcelain doll, and heard a snap, and a golden thing fell down.

"Gold ingot?" Wu was surprised. I picked it up and looked at it. It was larger than the golden stone I picked up in Chang'an last time.

Song Sanshun looked at his little niece: "Is this thing inside the porcelain doll?"

"Yeah." Chang'an nodded: "Dad must have put it there."

Song Sanshun took the gold ingot and looked at it carefully, "Chang'an is right, your father should have brought it back inside the porcelain doll."

It was a long way to deliver the letter, and the brother was probably afraid that the thing would be lost along the way, or that the money would be misappropriated by his stepmother, so he used this method.

Fortunately, the stepmother and her family have all gone to the county town, otherwise these things and letters would have fallen into the hands of the stepmother today.

Song Sanshun handed the gold ingot to his wife: "This is from Chang'an. You can put it with the money and use it as a dowry for Chang'an in the future."

Wu responded and took the gold ingot.

After eating, Wu dug up the ground, put the gold ingots into the jar underground, and buried them again.

Chang'an was very happy today and lay in bed without falling asleep for a long time.

It's great that daddy is not dead. I even brought Xiaozhuzhu to him.

In the future, Daddy will be protected by Xiaozhuzhu, so he will definitely not be hacked by bad guys.

Thinking like this, Chang An gradually fell asleep.

At night, she dreamed that her clay puppet of the Dragon King turned into a real dragon, spitting clear water from its mouth.

Chang'an was so happy that he swam in the water.

The next day, Chang'an was still mumbling words in his dream when he suddenly felt himself rising into the sky and being picked up by someone.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw her uncle smiling heartily and holding her in circles: "Chang'an! There is water in our cellar! Hahahaha! We will have water to eat in the future."

Changan rubbed his eyes, looking confused.

"Let's go, uncle will take you to have a look!" Song Sanshun hugged his little niece and ran towards the backyard.

In the shed in the backyard, Aunt Wu was shaking the windlass and pulling out a bucket of extremely clear water.

After carrying the bucket over and unbuckling it, Chang An saw his aunt scoop up a handful and drink it.

"It's so cold!" Mrs. Wu waved to Chang'an: "Come here and wash your face." From now on, she no longer has to dig around for water at home.

Recently, the family didn't even take a shower. They could only wipe it with some water every time. The three of them took turns using the face wash. After washing, the water was always black.

At this time, the chickens and goslings also ran over, pecked up the water spilled on the ground and swallowed a few mouthfuls.

When Chang'an saw the water mixed with mud, he couldn't help but became anxious. He pointed at the goose and said, "Poop out water for the goose to drink."

Mrs. Wu smiled and brought a broken basin, filled it with water and put it in front of the chicken and goose. "Drink quickly. Our family will not be short of water in the future."

Huahua also came over, sniffed the water basin, turned her head away without interest, glanced at her little master, and meowed.

Chang'an rubbed his eyes and asked his uncle to carry him back to put on his shoes.

Wu followed her husband and asked in a brisk tone: "Should we tell others about this?"

Song Sanshun thought for a while and said, "Wait for now."

He was afraid that when others knew that he had water, they would all come to him, which would leave him without water.

Just like the patriarch's uncle's family, after his family's well was drained, he could only run with everyone to collect dirty river water several miles away.

Fortunately, the patriarch's uncle's family has a bullock cart that can load several buckets at a time. Otherwise, you would have to carry it on your shoulders.

"What about Sister-in-law Qian's family? Do you want to tell them?" After all, Sixth Brother's family has been helping me, and it would feel wrong if I didn't tell them.