On the night when Luo Fengtang left Changping Village, another home in Changping Village was robbed.

"I have never seen such a hopeless thief. Two days ago, he stole a bowl of meat dishes from Lao Jiangtou. Last night, he stole corn cobs and pepper skewers hanging from the eaves of Mrs. Chen's house in the south of the village."

While having breakfast, Mrs. Liu ran over to the Luo family and told Wang Cuilian and Mrs. Sun the news they had just heard.

"Now people are saying that he is not a thief at all, but the reincarnation of a starving ghost!"

Both Wang Cuilian and Sun were dumbfounded by this style of stealing.

Wang Cuilian said: "Aren't they just some young men? They don't dare to steal valuable belongings. They only dare to steal food."

Mrs. Sun nodded: "Sister-in-law Cuilian and I are planning to go somewhere together. If you are a serious thief, you won't be able to break into doors and climb through windows. What kind of thing is worth stealing?"

Ms. Liu added: "There are people outside who are saying this to you. Others say that the thief is a woman and has no power to tie a chicken, so he can only pick up the little food and take it back to feed his family."

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Wang Cuilian and Sun looked at each other and shook their heads, with both condemnation and sympathy in their eyes.

"It's just that the harvest was not good this year. There were so many floods in early summer that all the crops were flooded."

"If the harvest is as plentiful as in previous years, we won't go out sneaking in the cold night," Mrs. Sun added.

"Hey, Third Sister-in-law, you are really a kind person. This can help the thief speak for you. Let me tell you, people are poor and ambitious. No matter what, you can't steal other people's things." Ms. Liu curled her lips and mentioned the thief's things.

What happened was that his face was full of anger, and his sense of justice was overwhelming at this moment.

"Third sister-in-law, sister-in-law Cuilian, think about it. The thieves don't steal food from those families with a large population, but focus exclusively on those lonely old men and old ladies."

"What does this mean? It means that the thief himself is a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong!"

After Ms. Liu's analysis, Ms. Wang Cuilian and Ms. Sun also felt that the thieves were indeed unreasonable.

Picking up soft persimmons and pinching them, is it easy for a lonely old man to get some food?

Old Jiangtou's bowl of meat dishes was served by Jiang Xianjun and the young couple. The old man didn't even take a bite, but all fell into the mouth of the thief.

As for Mrs. Chen, she is even more pitiful. Her son and daughter-in-law are not filial. Even at her age, the old lady is still fumbling around in the fields and vegetable gardens, feeding the chickens and ducks with corn sticks. Is it easy?

It’s tasteless, it’s so tasteless.

"Where is my third brother?" Mr. Liu looked around and asked suddenly.

Sun said: "He went to the pasture early in the morning. Duoer is not suitable for heavy work now, and Shengnan has not come back yet. Your third brother went to help the eldest brother, a cattle dealer, cut fodder."

In late autumn, when the rice in Shiliba Village matures, what cattle dealers and other large cattle farmers have to do is to go around to buy fodder from the crop fields and bring it back to dry and prepare.

There are dozens of cows in the pasture. When the grass outside dies in winter, they will have to rely on the fodder stored in advance to survive the winter.

Yang Huazhong went to the pasture early in the morning to help cut fodder. If there was nothing else to do, he would have to have lunch before returning to the village.

"My third brother is not worried about what he is doing here. There is a thief in the village, and everyone will definitely come to him for advice." Mrs. Liu added.

Sun said: "He is not at home, so we have to wait until the afternoon to discuss ideas."

Mrs. Liu added: "Even if we are asking for advice, my third brother is not omnipotent. Can I still ask Li Zheng to go over there at night and help everyone watch the door?"

Mrs. Sun smiled, "It's not enough to be a guard, but if this thief continues to steal like this, he will definitely have to think of something!"

Several women chatted and discussed countermeasures.

The three people started chatting, and they really expressed their opinions and put forward many countermeasures.

Sun said: "Find a few more watchmen to patrol back and forth in the village at night."

Wang Cuilian said: "Uncle Jiang's family is grateful to the old dog Ah Huang for letting everyone raise more dogs to guard the home."

Mrs. Liu said: "Let me see, the best way is to strengthen all the door locks at home, tie a rope to the courtyard door, pull it to the kitchen door, then hang it in a circle to the main room door, and hang it on the rope.

Hang several bells, and if a thief touches them, they will make a tinkling sound..."

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Jinghua Garden.

Mo Anbai hides behind the combined shield.

From a distance, use a long iron clamp to clamp the edge of the box, and carefully open the box bit by bit.

"You are too careful."

Seeing Mo Anbai's appearance, Luo Xingchen smiled.

"Sir, you don't know that one time, the slave family went to dig an ancient tomb and found a similar box. At that time, several of us went there together. After opening the box, poisonous smoke and fire spewed out from it.

Oil, etc., several mechanisms..."

"Several people in our group died, and only three of us survived." Mo Anbai said.

"Who are the people with you?"

Luo Xingchen knew that those people were definitely not A Qing's disciples.

"They are all from the world of martial arts and come from various religions. The leader of our group is a member of the bandit family. However, when the ancient tomb was excavated, the bandit brother was not around, so we lacked experience."

Mo Anbai said.

"Later on, those of us who survived learned the lesson, brought all the tools with us every time, made sure plans, and never took risks again."

"Indeed, it is right to prepare in advance." Luo Xingchen nodded.

However, this time, all Mo Anbai's preparations were in vain.

She opened the box.

However, no hidden weapons came out of the box.

There were only a few books inside and a few small jade bottles.

"Our ancestors didn't set any traps this time." Mo Anbai said in surprise.

"My ancestors didn't always go crazy." Luo Xingchen smiled slightly.

"Okay, let's go read some books."

Mo Anbai's face flushed, and there was excitement in his eyes.

She quickly came to the box and looked through the books in the box.

The books in the box are well preserved. The characters in the books are ancient Chinese characters from a hundred years ago. They are quite different from the current characters, but this does not bother Mo Anbai.

"There is a complete version of the Mohist mentality!"

Mo Anbai said happily.

"That's good, let's take the books back and read them." Luo Xingchen suggested.

Now, they are by the wall. Although there is a light nearby, the light is very dim and can only be barely distinguished. It is not a good place for reading.

In Jinghua Garden, a pavilion has already been vacated.

And tonight, Mo Anbai and Luo Xingchen lived in the pavilion.

On the second floor of the pavilion, they had brought the entire small box up.

As for the hole under the wall, before leaving, Mo Anbai used tools to restore it. As long as you don't look carefully, you can't see many traces.
Chapter completed!