Rao Xia wanted to run, but looking at these three little oil bottles and thinking of their future, his meager conscience hurt a little.

She knew that Lin Ziang was already old, and because of his previous experiences, he was vigilant and thoughtful, and tried his best to discuss with him before doing anything, at least let him know what she did.

It's really not easy to break him back who has already been qualitated.

"Now, I'm taking the three of you, and it's almost impossible to get the house back. It's better to discuss something realistic, how much money can be taken back, and eat a full meal first. ”

At the mention of this, Lin Ziang's face suddenly darkened again, "That's my dad's house, why do you say don't want it?"

"Your father's inheritance is also divided equally among me, you, your brother, your sister, your grandmother, and the share of your three minors is in the hands of me, the guardian. So, who do you say will arrange it?" Rao Xia drank the last bite of porridge in one gulp.

Lin Zi was angry, "Then we don't want you to raise it." ”

"Yes, then you can ask your grandmother or your uncle to apply to raise it. It depends on how the court decides. Rao Xia put the bowl down and looked at him without annoyance.

Lin Zishuo and Xiaoya also felt that the atmosphere was wrong, so they didn't dare to continue eating, and looked at the two of them silently. Lin Zishuo was even more panicked, and turned his head to look at Lin Ziang, "Brother......"

There was still a sweet taste in his mouth, he hung his head, he didn't want to talk to his grandmother and third aunt.

Lin Ziang was choked by Rao Xia, and he couldn't speak for a long time, he didn't want to ask Rao Xia to arrange it casually, of course, he also knew what kind of people his uncle and grandmother were, and he knew that he would not have a good life in their hands, and he would even be kicked out in minutes.

Hearing Lin Zishuo's voice again, he was very aggrieved, but he couldn't say it at all.

Rao Xia sighed, "I won't abandon you, we will live together for a long time in the future, so I hope the three of you still have a little trust in me." ”

Lin Ziang was stunned for a long time, didn't speak for a long time, and then heard Rao Xia say, "Lin Ziang, wash the dishes after eating, boil two more pots of water, I'll bathe your sister, and you wash yourself." ”

Lin Ziang was a little annoyed, she greeted herself so casually, but suddenly there was an indescribable feeling, so he waited for Lin Zishuo and Xiaoya to finish eating, and went to the kitchen with a bowl.

Silently using the big stove to light the fire, Lin Zishuo took the little girl, hesitated for a moment, and did things with his brother.

As for Rao Xia, she is still cleaning up her belongings, and by the way, she is wondering what to do in the future.

Even if you can really get back hundreds or thousands of dollars at that time, you can't last a few days without a house or a job. Even, she looked down at the few food stamps in her hand, she was still in a trance for a while, and she didn't know if she wanted to buy food now.

She remembers that the food stamp system was abolished in recent years, but it was not the same in each city and in each region.

Even at this time, scalping can make a lot of money.

In some places where the food stamp system was abandoned in advance, all kinds of tickets that were not needed were collected at a low price, and then transferred to another city to be sold, and in a few days, it might be possible to achieve a 10,000-yuan household at this time.

It is said that at this time, just after the notice was given, you can buy cloth without a ticket, and when you buy grain, a large number of people go to the supply and marketing cooperatives before dawn to line up to buy cloth, and they are afraid that when a new policy will be issued.

It's just that the corners of Rao Xia's mouth tugged, she had no money, no capital, no foundation, and no chance to scalp.

She sighed, and when she raised her hand, she saw an envelope next to her, and there was a stamped stamp on it, which, by the way, was said to be worth money for future generations.

Eight years of monkey tickets coming?

It is said that more than ten years later, this set of monkey tickets is several million, and an uncle who has collected three sets of monkey tickets really has no money, so when his son got married, he sold a set of monkey tickets and bought a house, and then a child got married, and sold another set......

It is said that their family has three sets of monkey tickets, and they have arranged a house and a wedding for their three children. Seeing that Rao Xia was so envious that she almost cried.

However, the monkey ticket seems to be more than eight years old, is it a little late for her to buy it now?

The most important thing is, even if she gets the monkey ticket, can she still wear it back to the 21st century, sell the monkey ticket and come back?

Putting aside these traverser thoughts, she honestly began to ponder her old ways.

Rao Xia really has a skill, she learned the cooking skills from her grandfather since she was a child, inherited the private restaurant left by her grandfather, and ran her small private restaurant in an orderly manner, which is very famous in S City, and she is also a little rich woman.

If you want to say regrets, she doesn't. Is it possible to cross her? Is it difficult to achieve because she complains that the author is ruthless and inhumane, and the villain is pitiful and no one loves her?

However, I have to admit that she was in a car accident, and if she hadn't crossed this time, maybe she would have died? Being alive now is a kind of hope, a kind of happiness, isn't it?

Thinking of this, she began to think about how to return to her old business, if after 92 years, she must have a flexible brain to ponder all kinds of things, but now, ...... The first stock trading center in the magic capital has not been established, right?

She rolled her eyes and thought of the stalls that were chased all over the street by the chengguan in later generations...... In 90 years, there is no chengguan, right?

In the morning, you can sell breakfast at the gate of Lin Ziang School, find a place to sell boxed lunches at noon, and find a lively place to set up a night stall in the evening.

Wrong...... In this era, there are no night markets, so it seems that it is not appropriate to set up a night stall, but you may want to try breakfast and lunch boxes.

Many of the families who can go to middle school also have some money, and there are also those teachers and unmarried workers, and it is difficult to eat a hot meal when they go home at noon.

But on the contrary, in this era, except for the canteens of various units and state-run restaurants, there is basically no place to buy other food, but the demand for all kinds of food is still very high. Moreover, at the moment, this era is already an era where people can play it.

She looked at the coal stove in the kitchen, and the mess was a mess that would have to be removed by then. Renting is also a problem.

She glanced at the people in the room and said, "Lin Ziang, I'm going to rent a house tomorrow, near your school, are you familiar with it?"

Lin Ziang's hand holding the thing paused slightly before he looked at Rao Xia in astonishment, pursed his lips, Rao Xia ...... Are you asking him?

"You don't know?" Rao Xia frowned.

Lin Ziang said angrily, "Of course I'm familiar with it. ”

Rao Xia felt that this little bastard couldn't touch his hair, so he had to smoke it in reverse.

She glanced at Lin Zishuo next to her, and suddenly spoke much softer, touched Xiaoya's head again, and said to Lin Zishuo, "You will be at home with your sister tomorrow, you must lock the door, and no one will open it, you know?"

Lin Zishuo glanced at his own brother, then nodded and answered.

Rao Xia felt the withered yellow hair tangled together like a pile of grass under her hands, and she always felt that maybe there were lice. She looked at Xiaoya, "I'll pick your hair, let's eat more sesame seeds and walnuts, and we will definitely grow a black hair." ”

She glanced at Lin Zishuo, and then at Lin Ziang, and shaved their hair a little impulsively, lice infected, although their hair was short, it was not safe.

Lin Ziang held his head high and looked at her vigilantly, "You, what do you look at, you dare to pick my hair and give it a try!"

Rao Xia retracted his gaze, that wasn't necessarily.