Shock! My Daughter Is The Protagonist Of The Life Restart Simulator

[20] Don't Sleep At Night! 【2 More】

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Song Dong and others moved all the belongings of the former landlord in Pingshu.

Mattresses, bed sheets, refrigerators, etc. Fang Yu asked Song Dong to help buy new ones, and they were delivered directly to the door.

The landlord paid nearly 1 million as an intermediary fee. Beike was quite willing for such a small matter. It almost dispatched the entire staff of the Xiyingfang store, and a few gossip sales girls finally saw Tang who they had been jealous of for a whole day. shallow.

It was just after seeing her appearance and figure, the collective were a little afraid to speak.

To be honest, even on TV, they have never seen such a beautiful girl. The key figure is that they can only be drawn in comics.

The wasp waist and legs are raised, and the career line is infinitely perfect, which is the most symmetrical figure of the golden ratio.

"..."

While watching the girls feel low self-esteem, they are collectively a little depressed.

In fact, they were still thinking about what kind of woman could be worthy of a rich and handsome man like Fang Yu.

But now, they not only saw it, but also felt it.

Probably, only such a woman can fall into the eyes of Mr. Fang!

My heart...it's balanced now.

There is also a little baby carved in pink and jade, it looks like it ran out of a New Year painting, it is so cute and tender to the extreme, it makes people want to touch it just by looking at it.

Her small eyes are piercing, and her facial features are extremely delicate. Anyone can predict that she will be a peerless beauty when she grows up.

What a happy family!

It made everyone a little envious and jealous.

With such thoughts in mind, the staff of the West Barracks finally left the Fangjia Pingshu.

And Fang Yu can also start his cellar plan with peace of mind!

Tang Qian had already finished the confinement meal made by the confinement wife, and was breastfeeding Xiao Tangtang in her arms, while the confinement wife was writing a list of things to buy during the confinement, including the children and parents.

As for Jiang Yiyi, she was lying on the newly bought sofa in the living room of 80 square meters with her long legs crossed, comfortably listening to Douyin.

Only Fang Yu, holding a flashlight, was patrolling around the yard.

"This cellar should not be easy to find!"

"Otherwise, the landlord's son must know..."

Fang Yu kept scanning the flashlight, almost looking through the flowers and plants in the yard, but found nothing suspicious at all.

The entire yard is about 50 square meters, with benches for rest and a small pavilion. It can be seen that it is often pruned and cleaned by people, and there are no traces of dilapidation and abandonment.

"A yard that is often cleaned by someone. If there is a cellar, it should have been discovered long ago?"

Fang Yu could only look down at the benches and small pavilions.

He wondered if the cellar would be under them.

Under the bench, Fang Yu turned over the soil, but found nothing.

Fang Yu took a flashlight and stopped to watch the small pavilion for a while, and walked around, but found nothing new.

He had to sit in the pavilion, squatting there thinking.

Is there a mistake in the resume?

Or is the cellar deep enough? !

"Assuming there is a cellar, why would the landlord build such a hidden cellar?"

"And there are gold and Moutai hidden in it? It's still 30-year-old Moutai, which means that it won't be too long ago, but it's not close..."

"Is something not visible?"

Fang Yu seemed to have grasped some clues, thinking along this line of thought, he suddenly fell down.

Benedict! Benedict!

There he began to knock on the ground of the pavilion with a deep voice.

But Fang Yu did not give up, but continued to knock, almost all along the ground of the pavilion once.

Boom——

A somewhat hollow and distant voice finally brought a smile to Fang Yu's face.

You guessed it!

The landlord really put the cellar entrance under the small pavilion.

However, this pavilion is made of solid pouring. Most people don't know that there is a cellar in the yard, and they will never knock a circle along the ground of the small pavilion like Fang Yu did.

Neither will the landlord's son.

Only idlers do this kind of thing.

Unless his father told him, he would probably look for it like Fang Yu did.

"The cellar, just under the pavilion!"

"The landlord poured it flat, probably because they don't want anyone to know!"

"Then these...should all be corrupt?"

Fang Yu knew that the landlord was the leader of a certain state-owned enterprise before his death, and no accident, the foundation is definitely not clean.

Sending his son abroad should be the best choice.

"Still not willing to destroy it!"

"It is estimated that the one who died suddenly..."

This is cheaper for Fang Yu.

Let his daughter's resume be verified again.

"Small it directly?"

"Or... there is an agency?"

Fang Yu actually searched around just now and found nothing strange, so he guessed that the cellar should be sealed.

"Smashing the pavilion at night will definitely make a commotion!"

"Do you want to dig it out?"

Fang Yu does have a shovel, which is used for planting flowers and grass in the yard.

But digging a cellar is a big job.

Not giving up, Fang Yu took out his mobile phone and looked at Tangtang's 0-year-old resume on the invincible version of the life reopening simulator.

"A burrow was dug in front of the house, and there were ten catties of gold bars in it..."

"It really needs to be excavated!"

Fang Yu sighed secretly, in fact, there was still a doubt in his heart, that is, was it the landlord who put this thing in the cellar and sealed it up?

Otherwise, if you hire workers, isn't it exposed? !

With such doubts, Fang Yu reluctantly picked up the shovel and started digging.

This excavation did not know, Fang Yu was a little amused.

Easy.

The physique has strengthened, and the strength has really become very different.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Fang Yu dug a large hole in the flower-planting grass under the pavilion, and then there was a slap, which made Fang Yu's hands stop.

Hit the road.

He took a flashlight and took a picture there. It was a brick, a red brick!

The sound just now was made by the knocking of bricks and shovels.

"This cellar is still made of bricks?"

"Are you in trouble?"