Siheyuan: At the beginning, you can absorb good luck to stay alive.

Mei Wenhua followed her sister curiously, not knowing what kind of good things she was going to give him.

Dabai followed closely behind the two of them, constantly looking at the situation in the room, as if he was patrolling his own territory.

Sister Mei Lan pulled Mei Wenhua to the table, took her schoolbag over, took out a book from it and handed it to Mei Wenhua.

This is a black book, not my sister's textbook.

"Brother, look, I picked it up next to the school garbage pool today. It looks pretty good, right?"

"Found it next to the garbage pool?" Mei Wenhua took the book and saw four words written on the cover.

【The Art of War】

The title of the book is vertical, which is very conspicuous. It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Mei Wenhua opened the book carefully and flipped through it quickly.

The content inside is true, this book is indeed Sun Tzu’s Art of War!

"Is this a book that others don't want? It looks pretty good. It's a pity to lose it!" Mei Wenhua closed the book and found nothing useful for the time being.

"I thought so too. It looked pretty good, but it would have been wasted if it was thrown into the garbage pool, so I picked it up and showed it to you. Brother, you happen to have no books." My sister agreed.

"I'll put it away for you first, I can't understand it!" Mei Wenhua put the book into the space, preparing to check it carefully before going to bed at night to see if this book is the one Iwato Shota and the others are looking for. .

"Hua'er, Lan'er, stop playing, wash your hands and eat!" Mei's mother's voice came from the kitchen.

"Okay, it's time to eat!" Mei Wenhua immediately found the washbasin and took her sister to wash her hands together.

By the time Mei Wenhua and his sister finished washing their hands, Mei's mother had already brought all the dishes to the table, including a plate of twice-cooked pork, a plate of roasted eggplant, and a large bowl of meatball soup.

Mei Wenhua felt that the food cooked by Mei's mother was particularly delicious today. Maybe it was because she was hungry. She ate three bowls of rice and drank a bowl of soup.

"Hua'er, Lan'er, are you full? How about I go to the kitchen to add another dish for you?" Mei's mother looked at the empty plates, worried that Mei Wenhua and Mei Lan were not full.

"I'm full, I've eaten three bowls of rice!" Mei Wenhua patted her belly, which was bulging.

My sister also imitated Mei Wenhua and showed her mother Mei her belly, "Mom, I'm full too. If you're not full, just make a dish of your choice!"

"Then don't add it. Mom is full too. Mom is worried that you are not full yet!" Mei's mother shook her head.

After Mei Wenhua finished eating and put down the bowl, Mei Wenhua began to clean up and wash the dishes.

My sister sat still and watched Mei Wenhua clean up.

"I'm so full. I don't want to move anymore. Brother, I won't help you tonight. Can you wash the dishes alone?"

"Okay, you can rest. Have you finished your homework?" Mei Wenhua asked casually while washing the dishes.

There were only three people eating in the evening. There were only three bowls and two plates that needed to be washed. The big soup bowl didn't need to be washed. He could wash it quickly by himself.

"Yeah! We haven't finished the homework assigned by the teacher today. It's time for us to clean up after school. I went to sweep the floor and didn't do my homework!"

After hearing Mei Wenhua's words, my sister finally remembered that she had not finished her homework today.

"Lan'er, take a break and do your homework quickly! When I asked you just now, you said you were done! If you can't finish it, how will I deal with you?" Mei's mother glared at her sister angrily.

"I usually do it when I wait for you to come over after school. Today is our turn and we have to sweep the floor, so that's why I didn't do it!" My sister's big eyes rolled.

Mei Wenhua washed the dishes, tidied up the kitchen, took out meat and vegetables from the space and added them to the kitchen, and completed today's task.

Mother Mei did not use her beloved sewing machine tonight, but watched her sister do her homework.

The space at home is limited, and I am worried that the sound of stepping on the sewing machine will affect my sister's homework.

By the time her sister finished her homework, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Mei's mother shouted to Mei Wenhua and her sister to wash up and rest, and not let them stay up late.

After Mei Wenhua finished washing, he took Dabai back to the room and put Dabai into the space first. He covered him with a quilt and pretended to sleep before entering the space.

After entering the space, Mei Wenhua didn't care about Dabai anymore. After throwing a chicken to Dabai again, he looked at it with Sun Tzu's Art of War.

Although he didn't read much, he still knew a lot of the words on it.

This Sun Tzu's Art of War must have passed through the hands of many people. There are different handwritings on it, and it doesn't look like it was marked by one person.

Mei Wenhua focused on these marked words.

According to Iwato Shota's confession, the clues to the treasure are recorded in words, so they may be hidden in these marked words.

I watched this for more than an hour. Mei Wenhua almost fell asleep while watching it, but she still didn't find any clues.

After rubbing her eyes, Mei Wenhua decided to take a break, her eyes couldn't bear it!

Focus on the system.

[Host: Mei Wenhua]

【Race: Human】

【Age: 8 years old】

【Luck Value: 1496】

【Strength: 103】

【Mental Power: 38】

……

"Sign in!"

[Ding, if you sign in successfully, you will receive a total of 1496 kilograms of edible meat; a total of 1496 kilograms of various grains; a total of 1496 kilograms of vegetables; and a gold brick (500 grams). It has been automatically classified and stored in the warehouse. 】

[Ding, I got a small return pill. 】

Um! Not bad, I got another small return pill!

There are indeed benefits to having high luck! You can get something better!

After signing in, Mei Wenhua continued to read Sun Tzu's Art of War, insisting on reading the book, but still found no clues.

He remembered a lot of what others had marked and found nothing related to the treasure.

Isn't it this book?

Feeling sleepy, Mei Wenhua didn't bother to care anymore. Let's wait until Zhou Jianjun and others investigate!

Putting away Sun Tzu's Art of War, he ducked back to bed, lay there for a while and then fell asleep.

Mei Wenhua was sleeping soundly here, but there was a person in the yard lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He is Yan Bugui, the second uncle in the courtyard.

After a busy night, I finally found a way to block the burned wall.

Although the house is a little colder than before, it is still bearable with the quilts on each other and the two of them keeping each other warm.

What kept him awake was that he couldn't find the book he took to school to read today.

That was his favorite book, and he got it with great difficulty. He didn't expect to lose it when he took it to school today.

"Alas! I shouldn't have compared myself with Lao Kong. After I brought my Sun Tzu's Art of War to school, I couldn't find it!"

"Go to bed quickly, isn't it just a book? It can't be eaten as food!"

"What do you know? My book is Sun Tzu's Art of War. I keep it precious! No, tomorrow I will go to the school to ask Lao Kong and ask if he secretly hid it for me!" Yan Bugui suspected that Lao Kong secretly gave it to him. .

"Your dark book is your only treasure. Who would take a look at it if you leave it at home?"

"Sleep! I'm too lazy to explain to a woman like you! Long hair, short knowledge!" Yan Bugui said angrily, closing his eyes and forcing himself to sleep.