Chapter 126: The Lucky Protagonist Reigns Supreme

After listening for a while, Tang Banxia took her leave. Song Yu missed her grandmother too, so Tang Banxia simply took her along, first escorting her home and handing over the promised picture books to Old Madam Song before returning home with Wen Mubai.

Once home, she immediately locked the door, pulling Wen Mubai inside.

Wen Mubai blinked in confusion. Was his wife really this urgent? His gaze gradually grew lustful; he wasn’t unwilling to cooperate—after all, it was all about fun. He understood!

Unexpectedly, Tang Banxia sat him down right in the main room. She emptied the basket, pushed the mechanical parts aside, and pointed at the pile of junk. “Look closely. Does anything seem wrong?”

A lucky heroine’s choice was never ordinary.

This wasn’t really depriving the heroine of her fate; without her, Song Yu couldn’t have afforded these things, and after all, she had left the picture books for Song Yu.

Wen Mubai pouted, the light in his eyes suddenly fading. Feeling aggrieved, he casually grabbed a table leg and examined it.

But the more he looked, the more something felt off. The weight of the table leg seemed strange. He immediately stood, fetched a kitchen knife, and began carefully scraping away the outer layer, then cautiously shaving the core.

Until the table leg was reduced to the thickness of a wrist, golden glimmers began to shine through. Tang Banxia excitedly leaned in.

“Oh my, it’s gold!”

The color was truly beautiful!

Wen Mubai carefully scraped around and discovered five golden beads hidden inside the leg.

The beads were the size of glass marbles, heavy in hand, dazzling with a rich yellow sheen. Tang Banxia’s eyes sparkled like stars. These golden beads must weigh around a pound.

Wen Mubai took one, weighed it in his hand, and said, “About a hundred grams.”

Tang Banxia was getting rich!!!

One golden bead weighed a hundred grams; five would be five hundred grams—that’s one pound.

Indeed, the ancestors were not wrong; finding hidden treasures brought immense wealth and joy.

Buoyed by the surprise from the table leg, Wen Mubai’s spirits lifted as they moved on to the next item: a stool missing a leg.

Eventually, after dismantling the stool into pieces, they found two gold bars weighing two pounds each inside.

Tang Banxia was ecstatic. So much gold!

Big gold bracelets, heavy gold chains—she was in her element!

Yes, she was just a simple person who loved gold!

Next came the jewelry box, which held two gemstone rings: one emerald, one ruby. They sparkled brilliantly, and Tang Banxia adored them, never tiring of admiring them on her hand.

Women always had no resistance to dazzling diamonds.

As for the last item, a high school textbook, it was plain and ordinary—just right, since Tang Banxia planned to test her university aspirations, so it would come in handy.

After tidying up the chaos, the two stared at the small golden beads and large gold bars in a daze.

After a long pause, Wen Mubai finally asked, “Darling, your luck is just too good!”

Every time before, it had always been disappointing!

Tang Banxia smiled mysteriously, concealing her achievements.

These were all thanks to the lucky heroine’s fortune.

Fortune is supreme!

Meanwhile, at the little lucky heroine’s home, a transformation was also unfolding.

It all began with the picture books Song Yu had brought back.

She was a generous child; upon receiving something good, the first thing she did was share it with her little brother. The two children, as if holding precious treasures, were completely absorbed in the picture books.

Until Old Madam Song called them for dinner, and startled, little Song Yu accidentally brushed the books against the floor—but the sound was strange.

The children didn’t think much of it and picked the books up to bring into the main room. When Old Madam Song collected the books there, she noticed something amiss.

Apparently, the spines of the books had been accidentally damaged earlier, unnoticed by the children. But now, holding the books, Old Madam Song saw faint yellow stains inside.

Calmly, she put the books away in the cabinet. During dinner, she casually asked, “Li Bao’er, where did you buy these picture books?”

Song Yu, happily eating plain noodles, replied, “Sister Tang bought them at the recycling station.”

Old Madam Song lowered her eyelashes, thinking, “I knew it.”

“Did you want to go to the recycling station, or did Sister Tang want to go?” Old Madam Song never underestimated Tang Banxia’s cleverness.

Song Yu answered, “I wanted to go, and Sister Tang came with me.”

“Why did you want to go to the recycling station?” Old Madam Song asked again.

“To buy picture books!” Song Yu said matter-of-factly. “Goudan said the picture books at the recycling station are really cheap.”

“I wanted to go, and Sister Tang and Uncle Wen came with me,” she explained earnestly.

Old Madam Song breathed a slight sigh of relief but then her heart tightened again. “What did Sister Tang buy?”

“Table legs, stools, a box, and a few books.” Song Yu counted on her fingers.

Old Madam Song wanted to ask more but feared raising suspicion, so swallowed the words. Song Weimin glanced thoughtfully at his mother.

After dinner, after sending the second and fourth daughters-in-law to clear the table, Old Madam Song called in the eldest couple, closed the door, and began a private conversation.

The fourth daughter-in-law pouted and nudged the second sister-in-law. “Look, she’s probably secretly cooking up special favors for the eldest family again.”

The second sister-in-law was a simple soul and didn’t respond, carrying a stack of bowls into the kitchen.

No one replied, so the fourth daughter-in-law had nothing more to say. She wasn’t stupid; the eldest family’s girl was clearly lucky. Only a fool would want to divide the family.

Thinking this, she disdainfully glanced at the third family. What fools.

Inside the room, Old Madam Song and the eldest couple stared dumbfounded at the golden chopsticks pulled from the picture books.

Song Yu had brought back six picture books, each containing a golden chopstick.

Though the timing was off, Old Madam Song couldn’t help but be distracted. Were all wealthy people really this indulgent? Even their chopsticks were made of gold?

Only then did Song Weimin understand why his mother had been questioning Li Bao so carefully.

“Mother, are you suspicious?”

Old Madam Song regained her composure. “Eldest, Tang Zhiqing might have discovered Li Bao’s special nature.”

Living among villagers, it was impossible to keep everything secret. But Li Bao’s fortune was too extraordinary.

Old Madam Song feared it might bring her harm, so she had always restrained her, forbidding her from going up the mountain or to the recycling station.

Even if it meant unimaginable benefits for the family, Old Madam Song put Song Yu’s well-being first.

In the past, when there were wild chickens, rabbits, or boars, they had tried to hide it. Even if the family knew, they thought Song Yu just had a bit of luck.

But gold was different; it was too conspicuous.

Plus, Tang Zhiqing was clever. Considering the previous lingzhi mushroom incident, it was no surprise Song Weimin guessed this.

He frowned. “Mother, Tang Zhiqing wouldn’t reveal it, would she?”

As parents, they always thought of their children’s long-term welfare. Song Yu was his daughter. Even without these special traits, Song Weimin would have cherished her.

But now, with such incredible fortune, if it became known, he, a mere small team leader, might not be able to protect her.

The tall tree catches the wind.

His daughter was still too young; he dared not imagine the consequences of exposure. Just thinking about it chilled him to the bone.

Old Madam Song had been anxious at first but, having weathered many storms, said firmly, “Don’t panic!”

“Tomorrow, I’ll try to probe Tang Zhiqing’s intentions.” After thinking a moment, she added, “From what I’ve seen over the year, Tang Zhiqing’s actions don’t seem malicious. Let me test the waters first.”

Old Madam Song was the family’s anchor; hearing this, Song Weimin and his wife felt reassured.

“We’ll follow your lead.”

Old Madam Song waved them off and hid the golden chopsticks.

Thanks to a previous theft of all their possessions, she chose an even more secret place this time...