The uncle who owns the Casa de Moctezuma is around 78. His son, one of them, lives a short distance north of the Casa de Moctezuma. No one lives any more in the Casa of Moctezuma. it is too damaged. The room of interest has been fixed up with a thick concrete floor and grain is stored there.
Friday, the daughter-in-law called to invite me to a dinner at 2:30 Saturday. Family was coming from the State of Vera Cruz. After we hung up, I guessed the Little Engineer wanted to talk to me. A year ago, at the family reunion, they came up and asked me to help her with a paper in English for university.
She was working on a semester project in, I think, Chemical Engineering, but I am not sure of the degree. They had a major company project from a large US corporation, and she had to write an analysis of the document, in English. It is one of those situations where she understood all the words, individually, but did not always understand the paragraphs.

That happens to me sometimes in Spanish.
I spent several hours working with her on it, until she felt comfortable with the project. This was one of those incidents where we developed a strong intellectual rapports in a short time. And, I assure you, as much as I like the people of this village, there are not many intellectuals here. Plus, not only aren't there many intellectuals here, but women especially are not often recognized as intellectuals when they really are.
Repeat, this was not a man/woman thing, strictly intellectual.
I am in my 70's, she is in her mid 20's, and looks pretty much like a 12 year old girl. But, oh, man, she is a genius!
Anyway, I realized right away she had probably asked if I would be there this year, so DIL invited me.
She came looking for me right away, and we spent at least 2 hours chatting. We talked about her license (here, when you graduate you take an exam, and the university gives you your license if you pass. I am told people who fail the licensing exam end up doing pretty much the same exact work, but only get paid half as much.) She has finished, and is looking for work in the field. She also plans to go back for a Master's Degree in Industrial Engineering. The ideal case would be work three days, then have three days for studying, but that requires an employer who will accept that plan.
After a lot of talk, I told her about Bernal Diaz claim of what converts to nearly 20 tons of gold. She found it interesting. She said she was going to look up the Diaz book.
Then, the son of the uncle came over, and I told him I thought the treasure was in that room where they store the grain, and where the skeleton was found with the neck piece of gold, and why that is the case. And, that I thought the men of the family knew where it was. And, that the grandpa said often if you didn't put it in the ground, don't take it out. And, that it was a coincidence that is the only room in the whole house which has a thick concrete floor. Heh, heh.
He instantly put on a very stone cold, poker face.
Then, I told him they had a new apparatus which will allegedly spot a refrigerator 30 feet down in the ground. The poker face went away, and he started laughing, agreeing we needed that. (He has long believed the treasure is here, and I well knew that.) I told him it cost around $2000 US. He asked, "is it one of those meep meep machines?" I laughed and told him yes, but a special one.
I told him, "But, your dad would never let us use it, anyway."
He really laughed then, and said, "You are correct there."
I added that I was well aware the grandpa was correct. If we found the treasure, we would probably all be killed, and the land all confiscated by the government. And, that if I found it, I made motions with my hands and feet of covering something back up and stamping it down solid. But, that I would like to know where it is, just out of curiosity. I commented I am a very curious person. The Little Engineer laughed and said that is exactly how she feels about knowing things, too.
The Little Engineer said next year when she comes we are going to speak English, because she is taking another in depth course in English.
Last year, she had a boy friend with her. This year I did not see him.