As soon as Xu Feng entered the main room, he immediately spotted the small basket hanging there and easily took it down. Widow Wang’s house wasn’t big—just one main room with a bedroom on each side. The kitchen and toilet were outside. He pushed open one of the bedroom doors, which only contained some worthless miscellaneous items.
If there was a treasure, it would definitely be in the bedroom. Xu Feng closed the door behind him and walked into the room. With one glance, he took in the entire bedroom. There was a small bed with a mosquito net and a wardrobe made of some unknown wood. But treasures wouldn’t be hidden under the bed or in the wardrobe. Otherwise, Widow Wang would have found them long ago, and it wouldn’t have been Xu Feng’s turn to look.
Xu Feng focused his attention on the walls, carefully searching for loose bricks, but found nothing. It seemed he would have to deliver the basket first and sneak back later. Widow Wang was still waiting outside; staying too long might make her suspicious.
“Sorry, sister. I accidentally tipped the basket over when I took it down,” Xu Feng explained, already prepared with an excuse. He casually messed up the random things in the basket.
“It’s fine, nothing in there will break. Since I’ve measured your sisters’ sizes, you stand still and let me take your measurements,” said Widow Wang.
An experienced seamstress could roughly gauge the size with just a glance, and village clothes didn’t require precise measurements anyway. Xu Feng stretched his arms as Widow Wang’s delicate hands measured him through his short sleeves. Her fingers touched his body, making it hard for Xu Feng not to have wandering thoughts.
Perhaps she noticed his gaze, and Widow Wang discreetly pinched him as a silent warning. Knowing his sisters were around, Xu Feng could only endure in silence. This was her revenge for him making advances at her. Xu Feng could only feel wronged—it was the him from his past life who had those thoughts; in this life, he was only admiring her with pure appreciation.
“I can’t help much here anyway. Xiyue, I’ll go take a nap,” Xu Feng said. Though the two sisters and the mature widow made the room shine, Xu Feng’s mind was entirely focused on the treasure at Widow Wang’s house.
Back in his bedroom, he locked the door, quietly opened the window, and slipped out into the courtyard. After scanning around and seeing no one, he was about to sneak into Widow Wang’s house when he suddenly heard movement in the yard. Could someone else also know about the treasure and have the same idea as him?
The courtyard wall of Widow Wang’s house wasn’t high. Xu Feng, with his height, could tiptoe and see inside. What he saw made his expression change dramatically. The second son of Aunt Li’s family was sneaking around with a bamboo pole, trying to steal underwear!
This wouldn’t do. Widow Wang knew he had been here today. If this kid succeeded, she would definitely suspect him!
“Ahem!” Xu Feng cleared his throat, deliberately startling the little thief, causing him to drop the bamboo pole in fright. Coming back to his senses, the boy grabbed the pole and ran off at full speed. Xu Feng couldn’t help but sneer. With courage like that, he was better off staying under the covers doing needlework. This chapter was copied from novelping dot com without permission.
Xu Feng took the opportunity to slip inside and carefully closed the door. He quickly entered the bedroom, ignoring obvious spots and focusing only on hidden corners and crevices. He searched until he was drenched in sweat and even knew exactly how many undergarments Widow Wang had and how much money she had saved, yet he still couldn’t find the treasure.
“Could it be in another room?” Xu Feng searched the main room and the storage room, but still found nothing valuable. Unwilling to give up, he even checked the kitchen and the toilet but returned empty-handed.
“Open the map!” Xu Feng tried clicking the search button again, but there was no response. Damn, not only did this thing have usage limits, but its positioning wasn’t even precise. Wasn’t this deliberately making him itch for more?
He could only temporarily give up, comforting himself that if the treasure were so easy to find, it wouldn’t be called a treasure. Reluctantly, Xu Feng climbed back into his room through the window. Having barely slept the night before and worked all morning, he soon began to snore.
Meanwhile, the two sisters were still learning diligently from Widow Wang but couldn’t offer much help. Judging by the situation, making four outfits would take them another day.
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“A’Feng, get up for dinner!” Lin Xiyue called him for dinner after a long day of work. She invited Widow Wang and her son to stay for the meal. Lin Xixue reheated the pork rib soup from lunch, and there was still one white bun per person. Worried it might not be enough, she added some cornbread.
At the dinner table, Xu Feng couldn’t stop thinking about the treasure, and his gaze kept drifting toward Widow Wang.
“That damned fool… The house is so small. Where on earth could he have hidden the treasure?” he thought. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
The sisters, having learned from their experience at lunch, assumed their husband was deep in thought about how to repay Xixue’s debt. They didn’t think of anything else—only feeling sorry for him.
But Widow Wang didn’t know this. She thought the man had become completely shameless at home and still hadn’t changed his ways. Though the pork rib soup was delicious, she felt too embarrassed to sit at the table and have another bowl. She finished eating quickly and took her son home, worried that the clothes drying in the yard might get stolen—thankfully, that man wasn’t thick-skinned enough to do that.
Back at Xu Feng’s house, he finished his bun and only then noticed that Widow Wang had already gone home.
“There’s still so much rib soup left. Why did she leave?” This finally made the sisters believe that Xu Feng wasn’t really eyeing Widow Wang.
After dinner, they faced a big problem—which room Xu Feng would sleep in tonight. Lin Xixue hurried back to her room after washing the dishes, even skipping washing her feet, afraid someone might follow her inside. Xu Feng chuckled wryly. He wasn’t that desperate. He gently hugged his wife and slept peacefully.
Having slept all afternoon, Xu Feng wasn’t sleepy anymore. He placed his hand on his wife’s belly, thinking about the treasure. The pork was already cured, and he had no excuse to go to town to sell the reward meat. If only he could find the treasure at Widow Wang’s house—that was the most urgent task now.
Feeling sorry for her husband, Xiyue gently fanned him with a small fan, trying to ease his fatigue. “A’Feng, are you thinking about the debt again?” she asked softly.
In the next room, Lin Xixue immediately perked up her ears upon hearing the commotion.
Xu Feng shook his head, “Don’t worry, wife. That little bit of money isn’t even worth your man’s concern.”
Though Xu Feng spoke lightly, Xiyue wasn’t foolish. She knew her husband was deliberately hiding the pressure from her and her sister.