Chapter 278: Chapter 278

Early in the morning, Erya came over carrying a bundle of firewood and a basket of grass.

The first words she said to Zhao Gang were, "Uncle Zhao, I’m sorry for causing you trouble."

Erya never expected things to develop to this point, which shocked her, and she knew it wasn’t good.

Even though Uncle Zhao and his family had a good relationship with the village, they were a bit reserved and didn’t want to get too close to the villagers.

Although last time there were things kept from her, Erya wasn’t foolish.

She didn’t know what Zhao Gang gave to the scrap station staff, but it was definitely something good. If there were no issues, why would he need to give them anything?

Moreover, they bought so many books for such a low price, it was indeed exceptionally cheap.

Erya kept all these secrets to herself, she didn’t even tell her family.

She was worried that if too many people knew about this, it would bring trouble to Zhao Gang and the others.

The scrap station’s goods were already cheap. If everyone knew they could get even cheaper things by going with Zhao Gang, they would be excited.

Everyone would definitely be more eager to follow Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang never connected this matter to Erya, "Why are you apologizing? It’s not your fault."

"Besides, scrap goods are so cheap. In the past when people had no money, it was fine not to take them. Now that they have money, and want to learn and improve, Uncle can’t hold them back." Zhao Gang realized after sleeping on it, such smooth talking doesn’t fool anyone.

Really? Erya looked at Zhao Gang dumbstruck, trying to find any trace of an issue in his expression, but no matter how she looked, all she saw was sincerity.

Yeah, Uncle Zhao is just such a good person. even though there were many ways he could’ve made money on his own, he still chose to share with everyone.

Although nobody said it, they all appreciated Uncle Zhao’s contributions.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao, really thank you this time." Erya, being a child who had to go to school, waking up early to cut grass and gather herbs was already commendable.

If she could, she’d rather stay at home and review her lessons, Erya thought while glancing back at the house after running away.

It’s a pity, if it weren’t for this book-buying incident, maybe once she got closer to Gong Ruini, she could have asked. Now she doesn’t dare to ask at all.

After asking, whether Gong Ruini agreed or not, if she said yes, once word got out in the village, who knows what kind of storm it would stir.

She had already caused trouble for Gong Ruini once, Erya didn’t want to cause any more problems for them.

"But being able to ask questions daily is already good enough." Erya convinced herself, feeling pleased because asking questions daily, even just for a short while, felt like significant progress.

This was enough, no need to be too greedy. Her grandmother often said that overly greedy people often end up with nothing, and she didn’t want to become that kind of person.

Gong Ruini came home after her morning run, and saw an additional bundle of firewood, "Erya brought this?" Next to it was a basket of grass, and besides Erya, Gong Ruini couldn’t think of who else would bring such things.

Zhao Gang nodded, "Don’t forget to do your chores today." He told Zhao Guangran, who had a cheerful expression.

"Got it." Sigh, even though someone was willing to help them gather firewood, they still insisted on doing their own work, sigh.

Gong Ruini looked around and realized she didn’t see Cai Ming. Didn’t he leave early to go home?

"Your uncle has gone below." Zhao Gang didn’t expect Cai Ming to be so eager, but it was already September. If they didn’t hurry and prepare the field, how would they plant the Chinese chives?

They discussed yesterday and decided to sow the seeds while the temperature wasn’t too low, so they could germinate and be harvested sooner.

Ah, he’s gone to work this quickly? Gong Ruini responded with an "oh," even though Gong Tao and the others had already made steps along the path and even paved stones to prevent erosion, Gong Ruini was still not interested in the place that had given her unexpected wealth.

"Uncle Zhao, can I study the map?" It was in the past now, people should look forward, new opportunities for wealth awaited their exploration.

"It’s in the box." Zhao Gang felt the map seemed very familiar, but couldn’t remember where from.

These days, several kids had been hiking on the mountains, maybe with more looking they might match the location on the map.

"Go study the map, go study the map." Zhao Guangran was very interested in treasure hunting.

Last time, by chance, Gong Ruini’s action led to the discovery of a treasure location, which made Zhao Guangran exclaim at his stroke of luck.

Zhao Guangran didn’t believe Gong Ruini would always find the places, "This time I’ll definitely find a location before you."

He swore to Gong Ruini, "This time when I go to the scrap station, I’m going to get myself a treasure map too."

Gong Ruini, observing Zhao Guangran’s confidence, really wanted to ask how he was so confident. Didn’t he realize how many times they’d gone to the scrap station, and how many maps they had found?

If treasure maps were that easy to find, who’d still be farming? Everyone would take a map and hunt for treasure worldwide.

Even with their so-called treasure map, after so much study, the places seemed only vaguely familiar, with no definite treasure location emerging yet.

Zhao Xuran really didn’t want to admit this was his brother, feeling he was exceptionally dumb.

Zhao Xuran bypassed Zhao Guangran to go inside, not even bothering to comment. Luckily, all that supposed cleverness was applied to studying; if not, he’d really worry for his brother.

Gong Ruini followed Zhao Xuran into the house, figuring that if even his older brother gave up communicating with him, she should too. Some people’s brains just often go on the fritz, so they might as well keep fritzing.

Ah, was that a look of disdain? Zhao Guangran felt annoyed, especially at Gong Ruini’s final gaze, which bluntly suggested he was a fool. How could that not infuriate him? ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel·fire.net

Yes, Zhao Guangran admitted he exaggerated, but shouldn’t people have dreams? Without dreams, how would life go on?

Without dreams, he would be hopelessly overshadowed by Gong Ruini. He needed to give himself a chance to turn things around.

Gong Ruwen was considerably more straightforward, patting his friend’s shoulder, "Good luck to you."

Gong Ruwen could only offer such a blessing, otherwise Zhao Guangran would be too pitiful. Still, he had little faith in Zhao Guangran; even Uncle Zhao had frequented the scrap station and acquired many items, yet never found a map.

Nope, only his sister Gong Ruini had found one. What does this imply?

It implies Ni Zi’s luck was good, but the Zhao father and son’s luck was not, so Zhao Guangran was merely dreaming.