Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

After everyone entered the cave.

Song Xiangdong and Zhou Fangcai quietly approached.

Listen to the sounds coming from inside.

Inside the cave, several dark figures were breathing heavily with glee.

Scarface wiped the mud off his face, kicked the two heavy wooden crates at his feet, making a dull thud.

"Brother, we've struck it rich this time." A skinny man chuckled, his eyes gleaming with greed. "This director of the land acquisition committee really hid it well. If we hadn't been guarding it for a month, we really wouldn't have dug up this treasure."

"He hid it well. He managed to resist going to the place where he hid the treasure for a whole month."

Scarface pulled a dagger from his waist and pried open the lock on the large box, revealing a glittering gold interior.

The gold bars were neatly arranged, and there were also many calligraphy and paintings and jade artifacts inside.

Scarface took a bite of the gold bar, revealing his big yellow teeth in a wide grin.

"That old bastard made a lot of money when he raided houses back then, but now he's a stray dog ​​and doesn't dare to show his face."

These things just so happen to be cheap for us.

And this little box—we took that good-for-nothing Zhuang Xiaoping to the commune to gamble a few times, and he stole all the family heirlooms had left behind to pay off his debts. That kind of spendthrift deserves to be ripped off by us.”

The skinny man nodded repeatedly: "That landlord used to be a well-known wealthy family in this area, with relatives all in Southeast Asia."

Zhuang Xiaoping, that idiot, thought we could really help him recoup his losses, little did he know it was a trap. Bro, how are we splitting this?"

Scarface grabbed a gold bar, weighed it in his hand, and tossed it to the skinny man.

"Everyone take one first. Bury the rest in this hole. The checks are strict outside right now; taking these out to spend during this sensitive time is suicide. We'll come back and move them after this storm has passed. Let's go back to the village first."

The man with the crew cut seemed to want to say something, but after thinking for a moment, he kept quiet.

Several people worked for half a day.

Bury the soil firmly.

Then they piled up a few more boulders.

Scarface stared at the group and said in a sinister tone, "Anyone who tries to take it all for themselves, like Yan Ergou who is so ungrateful, I, Scarface, will make sure they come to me in repentance even in death."

Those men swore an oath that they would never betray him.

Scarface chuckled: "I don't want us to end up like in the card game, where we're allies now but enemies in the blink of an eye."

The skinny man was so frightened that several of his knees went weak.

Scarface then fell silent, and the group of men stealthily left the cave.

Song Xiangdong and Zhou Fang held their breath.

After those footsteps faded into the distance.

Zhou Fang spat out a mouthful of saliva: "These bastards are utterly despicable. They set traps to swindle people."

Song Xiangdong stood up and brushed the dirt off his clothes.

Zhou and I went into the cave.

The two of them worked together to dig up the soil that had just been buried.

A large wooden box, a small wooden box, and next to it was a small bundle covered in mud.

Song Xiangdong frowned as he looked at the pile of gold bars and antiques.

"These things are of dubious origin. Zhou Fang, we'll take them to the police station first thing tomorrow morning. Leaving this kind of stolen goods out there is just asking for trouble."

Zhou Fang squatted on the ground, fiddling with the small bundle.

He didn't say a word.

He remained silent for a while, then looked up at Song Xiangdong: "Xiangdong, we can't act impulsively about this."

If you send him to the police station, what will happen to the Zhuang family?

Zhuang Xiaoping stole things from his home to pay off his debts. If this gets out, the Zhuang couple will be taken in for questioning, and they might even be charged with concealing valuables.

And that stuff from the former director of the expropriation committee.

If this gets out, it will cause a stir in the county, and the investigation will likely implicate many innocent people.

Song Xiangdong was stunned for a moment.

"Then let's send it over quietly."

"You're going to report to the South City military unit soon. If you get involved in these messy lawsuits now, what will happen to your future?" Zhou Fang closed the box tightly.

"Leave this to me. I'll secretly find a way in the county to take care of Scarface and his gang without implicating the Zhuang family."

"I also have a selfish reason. You know about my relationship with An Xiyang."

Her family has always looked down on me, and I wanted to take this opportunity to prove myself. So... I ended up taking all the credit.

Zhou Fang seemed a little embarrassed.

Song Xiangdong knew his good friend was a hopeless romantic and was aware of his difficulties.

Song Xiangdong thought for a moment.

Zhou Fang is quick-witted and has many connections.

It's reasonable for a wife to need credit.

He nodded: "Okay, I'll do as you say. Point out the characteristics and hideout of Scarface and his gang. We can't let these men get away with this."

The two repacked their belongings.

They packed it into sacks, tied it to the back seat of the car, and transported it back to the village.

To avoid being noticed.

The items were first stuffed under the firewood in Zhou Fang's storage room.

When the two entered the Song family's courtyard.

It was lunchtime.

The aroma in the yard was so enticing it could steal your soul. Da Bao and Er Bao were gnawing on large steaks, their faces covered in grease.

The second child ate with the most gusto.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide and grinned at Song Xianglan: "Grandma, look at my teeth."

Song Xianglan looked down and saw that Erbao's little white teeth were filled with reddish-brown bits of meat, looking like rotten tooth roots.

She reached out and pulled the clump of meat out, then flicked it onto the ground with disgust: "Erbao, if you dare to sneak candy at night without brushing your teeth again, your teeth will be completely ruined."

Erbao scratched the back of his head with a pained expression.

"I didn't eat dog poop, so why do I have poop teeth? Da Bao, tell me honestly, did you feed me dog poop while I was asleep?"

Da Bao was intently gnawing on a beef tendon.

Upon hearing this, he rolled his eyes dramatically at the roof.

He wondered to himself, "Is this idiot really born from the same mother as me?"

"Mom, Huijun, I'm home. I could smell the delicious aroma even before I got there." Song Xiangdong washed his face and sat down at the table.

Zhou Fang sat down as well.

Chong Song Xianglan gave her a knowing look that only the two of them understood.

Song Xianglan understood immediately and went to the kitchen to serve two large bowls of rice.

Then they brought out a plate of stir-fried beef blood. The beef blood, cooked with chili peppers and chives, was as tender as tofu.

"Come on, Xiang Dong, Zhou Fang, eat while it's hot. I stewed this steak for over three hours, it's almost falling off the bone." Song Xianglan served them soup.

Shen Huijun picked up a piece of cow's blood and put it into Song Xiangdong's bowl.

"Eat more to nourish your body. Have a bowl of pork bone soup later."

"You should eat more too."

Shen Huijun had a great appetite and was worried that gaining too much weight would make childbirth more difficult. "I ate a lot of beef. I also drank a bowl of minced meat and egg soup."

The family was enjoying their meal together around the table.

The pot of beef broth was a bright red color, and its aroma filled the entire courtyard.

The fragrance confused the neighbors.

After finishing his meal, Song Xiangdong volunteered to wash the dishes by the well.

Shen Huijun went over to help, and the couple whispered intimate words by the well.

Zhou Fang pretended to sweep the floor in the main room, and while Da Bao and Er Bao were out playing, he whispered to Song Xianglan what had happened in the cave.

"Godmother, if we hand all of this over, it's just giving those office workers in the county a political achievement, and it won't do us any good."

Zhou Fang whispered, "Xiang Dong is honest, but I'm thinking that the former director's money came from illegitimate sources and is now unclaimed. Rashly handing it over would only implicate many retirees."

If we return the dealer's property, it might actually harm them.

I was thinking, let's send Scarface and his gang in, and we'll deal with these things ourselves."

Song Xianglan heard it clearly.

She shared the same idea as Zhou Fang.

"What did you say about the area to the east?" Song Xianglan asked.

"I told him that I wanted to take all the credit for myself and that I would handle it myself instead of letting him do it. He's the kind of person who listens to advice the most. As long as it's for my own good, he'll definitely not take the credit."

Song Xianglan also knew that Xiang Dong was honest.

"Alright, we'll do it your way. Those who should stay will stay, and those who should be dealt with will be dealt with. Those scarred-face guys who eat people's food but do nothing, they must go to jail."

Zhou Fang nodded.

After sweeping the main room clean and wiping the table clean, he returned to his own home.

He rummaged through his house and found some old newspapers, then took scissors and cut them out word by word.

"Knife, scar, face, hide, conceal, gold, bar..."

He neatly pasted the cut-out words onto a piece of white paper.

Even if the police station investigates thoroughly, they still won't be able to find out who wrote this anonymous letter.

In his letter, he not only described those disgusting faces, but also clearly marked several locations where Scarface and the others had been staying.

As long as the police go to search.

The gold bars those people hadn't even warmed in their pockets were proof enough to kill them.

Once you've finished all that...

Zhou Fang tucked the white paper into his pocket, went out, and pushed his bicycle.

I went to the Song family first.

He greeted Song Xiangdong, saying he was going to the county first. He then repeatedly confirmed, "Xiangdong, are you really going to let me take all the credit?"

Song Xiangdong gently patted his shoulder.

"We're brothers. No need to be so formal."

Zhou Fang breathed a sigh of relief. When he went out, he saw Song Xianglan returning with a basket and gave her some instructions.

"Godmother, I'm going to the commune to take care of some things. I'd like to ask you to look after Da Bao and Er Bao."

Song Xianglan put the basket down.

"Okay, come back soon."

Zhou Fang slung himself into the car, and with a powerful stride, drove off carrying the anonymous letter that would put Scarface and his gang in jail for life.