Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich

Chapter 62: Chapter 61 Wooden Figure Disappears_2

As I was about to return to the courtyard of our house, I saw the lights in the yard and suddenly remembered the four wooden Bodhisattvas. Before leaving, I was too preoccupied with the quarrel and didn’t put away the Bodhisattvas.

My son and daughter should have already returned to the courtyard, could they have put away the Bodhisattvas?

Mrs. Lai, not caring about the darkness and the unclear road conditions, hurried a few steps and stepped on a small stone, stumbled forward a few steps, nearly fell flat on her face, but narrowly managed to stabilize herself, and then carefully continued towards the courtyard.

Hongji’s father, seeing that most of the villagers had left and his family had returned home, finally took his leave from Mrs. Zhang’s husband and the other villagers.

Today’s farce initially cost him some silver, but in a close shave at the end, he didn’t have to pay any compensation and even received praise from the villagers, who said he had trained an apprentice to surpass his master.

Having been praised, Hongji’s father felt such joy in his heart. After all, praising his son was the same as praising him, right?

There are many smart people in the world, and there are plenty of masters who train apprentices only to have the apprentices starve them, but his craftsmanship was passed on to his son, and what his son had, he had.

Being clever, the couple had taught their son to be so filial, tightly clutching the coins in their hands, they happily walked home humming a tune, “Drip-a-drop, drip drip drop…”

Ye Shuzhi was the first to return to her family’s courtyard and immediately lit the oil lamp in the thatched house, brightening the entire yard.

Seeing the woodworking area where her father and eldest brother worked, they had seen the four wooden Bodhisattvas on the table before leaving the house; now she saw no sign of the wooden Bodhisattvas.

She assumed her eldest brother must have placed the wooden Bodhisattvas in their mother’s room, and upon seeing that the door to the room was locked, she took a piece of wire to pick the lock.

“Second Sister, what are you doing?” Ye Shuzhen entered the courtyard, looking left and right, not finding the wooden Bodhisattvas in the thatched house, and caught Second Sister opening the door to their parents’ room.

“Shh… I’m sure our eldest brother put the wooden Bodhisattvas in our parents’ room.”

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“Second Sister, I think our eldest brother definitely put the wooden Bodhisattvas in his room. He’s not as filial as before,” Ye Shuzhen said, her eyes gleaming with what she thought was intelligence.

“Then let’s split up and look while they’re not back yet. If we find the wooden Bodhisattvas, let’s split them between us,” Ye Shuzhi agreed with her younger sister’s idea, suggesting a joint effort.

“Alright, let’s split up and search, hehe.”

The two sisters each took a room to search. They were quite skilled at this, quickly picking the locks. They lit lamps in their respective rooms and searched.

“Third Sister, how’s it going over there? Have you found the wooden Bodhisattva?” Ye Shuzhi searched her parents’ room without success and loudly asked the sister in the next room.

“Second Sister, you search our parents’ room while I check his chest and bed here. There’s nothing else in his room. Let me see if he has hidden it in his chest,” Ye Shuzhen replied, showing her cooperative spirit, as the two sisters had collaborated many times before.

“Isn’t there a bag of wood by the doorway? Take a look to see if the Bodhisattva might be among that wood,” Ye Shuzhi made another suggestion.

“Okay, we’ll search everywhere.” Ye Shuzhen had already checked her eldest brother’s chest and found nothing but a few clothes.

So few clothes for two adults and several children, not even as many as her own.

She then went to look through the bag of scraps her brother had collected at the door, knowing he used these scraps for carving, which was reusing waste.

After a thorough check that turned up nothing, she felt a surge of anger and said, “Second Sister, there is nothing in my brother’s room. Do you think he has hidden it somewhere else?”

“There’s a chest here in our parent’s room that I haven’t opened yet, but I’ve looked everywhere else,” she replied.

Ye Shuzhi hesitated, wondering whether she should open their parents’ wooden chest.

She really wanted to open that chest to see how much silver their parents had hidden, as she planned to offer for more dowry when the time came.

“What are you doing?”

Hongji entered with the children, and saw the lights on in the courtyard, his parents’ room, and his own room.

He put Wuwa down and carried Siwa, quickly walking to his own room’s doorway, where he saw his second and third sisters in his and his parents’ rooms.

Hongji didn’t even have to think to know they were up to no good again.

“Eldest brother, you and the children were the last to leave. Where did you hide the wooden Bodhisattva?”

Ye Shuzhen felt a bit guilty but wished for the wooden Bodhisattva to bless her with a good husband and a safe and prosperous life. She definitely wanted to place the Bodhisattva in her room.

“Eldest brother, you’ve been so preoccupied with the children and your wife lately, you’re not as good to us as before. Quickly bring out the wooden Bodhisattva. Anyway, you’re going to make my dowry, so might as well make more of such dowry for me,” Ye Shuzhi said while walking out of her parents’ room. It seemed to her working on the dowries was no effort for her brother, and helping her should be a given.

“What’s going on here?” Mrs. Lai entered the courtyard and, upon not seeing the wooden Bodhisattvas on the table—and seeing her second daughter coming out of the locked room—feared her daughter might have tampered with her wooden chest where she kept her hidden silver.

“Mom, eldest brother hid the wooden Bodhisattvas, and we can’t find them since we got back,” Ye Shuzhen ran over to her mother and complained.

Ye Shuzhi, like a child who had done something wrong, didn’t dare say anything else in front of her mother and retreated to her own room. If their brother had indeed hidden the wooden Bodhisattva, their mother would surely make him hand it over upon her return. The search wasn’t her concern anymore.

Ye Shuzhi stayed quiet, not daring to offend her brother, sensing that he was no longer as easy to boss around as before.