She doesn't want to pretend anymore

“This is a hidden keyhole.”

"This kind of lock has three dials, and the characters on them must all match in order to reveal the keyhole in the middle."

"These characters correspond to the eight trigrams..." Old Qiao said as he started fiddling with the dial.

Generally, there is a chance for trial and error with this type of keyhole, but maybe only once.

So, after fiddling with it for a few times, Qiao decided to make a turntable himself to try it out.

Manshu was bored and finally fell asleep on the bamboo chair.

When she woke up, she saw the small box had been placed aside, revealing the delicate keyhole inside.

Old Qiao was no longer in the room. Mansu thought he had gone back to his bedroom to sleep, but then he saw Old Qiao coming in from outside, carrying breakfast.

"woke up?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qiao, I accidentally fell asleep before."

Manshu felt a little embarrassed.

She asked someone to help her open the lock, but while the other person was exhausted, she was sleeping soundly beside him.

"It's okay. You are young, so it's a good thing to get some more sleep."

"There is clean water in the yard outside. Go wash your face and come in for breakfast."

Manshu went out as he was told and saw that there was indeed a small washbasin outside. The stone basin served as a washbasin. Manshu turned on the faucet, filled his face with water, and then drank two sips of water to rinse his mouth.

Then she entered the house.

The food had already been served in the main room. It was just some vegetable porridge and some pickles, which was exactly what Manshu liked.

"I can't cook as well as Xiaolong, so you have to eat as it is."

"The porridge is fragrant and the dishes are delicious." Manshu tasted it and gave a sincere evaluation.

Old Qiao smiled and didn't take it seriously.

This girl's family is so well-off, what kind of delicacies must she have eaten?

"I did open the lock, but it requires a key. Now that you have the box, do you know where the key is?"

Manshu paused. Before, she only thought about opening the mechanism lock, but forgot that a key was also needed to open the lock.

"I thought that Mr. Qiao could open the lock as well."

"I can open it, but I'm not sure if there is another mechanism behind the lock. It would be best if I could find the key."

Mr. Qiao was not modest. He had indeed learned some strange and lewd techniques in his time.

"This... To be honest, this little box was given to me by the director of the orphanage. She said it belonged to my old aunt. I have never seen the key and I don't know what it looks like, so you can open it by looking at it."

If this lock really cannot be opened, it only means that she has no fate with this thing.

"It's actually my benefactor's thing?" Old Qiao's expression changed slightly.

"Since it's hers, it must be very important."

Mr. Qiao didn't want to open the lock randomly. What if he destroyed the treasure inside? Wouldn't that be a sin?

However, Mr. Qiao soon thought of something.

"I remember that when Xiaolong was little, he wore a key around his neck."

"He was young, and I was afraid he might lose his things, so I kept them for him."

"Where is the key?" Manshu didn't expect such a turn of events.

The key around Xiaolong's neck might actually be the key to this small box.

"Wait a minute, I'll go look for it."

Xiaolong's things were all kept separately by Qiao Lao. Although the key looked exquisite, it was not precious.

He put the keys and some other things Xiaolong used when he was a child in a wooden box.

After rummaging for a while, I finally found the key in a wooden box.

Of course, there are also some toys that Xiaolong played with when he was a child.

I just didn't expect that the key is still well preserved today, and I don't know what material it is made of.