Shen Mengxi seems to have not tidied up her Wuling space for a hundred years. 458880

In fact, the space has always been well organized, and what is a little messy is only the nine "grids" that she uses most often.

The second compartment, once the largest area she had ever placed in, was now almost empty, with only a few biscuits, ham sausages, and sweets on the edges. She saved all the food and gave relief to the victims.

The fifth compartment where the weapons are stored is missing a Browning sent by Zhang Hanqing. Next to a slingshot, there is a urea bag, which is full of round pebbles.

The sixth compartment where money is stored has also been expanded by storing the 80,000 gold bars obtained from Zhang Hanqing's basement, and now there is not a single one left, all of which were used as military expenses when attacking Dongying, half of the private treasury left by Emperor Wu to her has also been used for military expenses, and only a red sandalwood box is left for thought, on which is placed a passbook and the New Year's money of the past few years.

The ninth grid, where the souvenirs are stored, is the most abundant: there are leather suitcases of the first generation, mobile phones, cars, photos of the second generation farm, gifts from friends, relics of relatives, letters, photos of the third generation, manuscripts, as well as Xu Shizhe's red eight treasure chests, and even the gold bar receipts given to her by He Hongzhi The fourth generation has the fewest things, and only one child makes a marquee.

Now, it's been five years, and she hasn't put anything in the Wuling space except for a passbook.

The reason why the Wuling space was sorted out was that during the summer vacation, she went to the Corps and saw her uncle Lu Xiufeng spraying a large number of pesticides in the ground, she suddenly felt the need to buy some pollution-free food, and in another 30 years, not to mention genetically modified, that is, the use of chemical fertilizers and pesticides, the taste and nutrition of food have been unconsciously changed.

She consciously stored the cucumbers and persimmons in the vegetable garden into the Wuling space little by little, but there was no way to do it. She's not in a hurry, the days are long.

The nineties are coming, and the changes will be bigger and bigger in a few years, the Qi family belongs to the people who are small and rich, and Lu Xiuzhi is even more, as long as she has a few thousand yuan in her hand, she will be content, her biggest wish is that her sons live in the front and back of her house, and when the meal is ready, she can hear it when she goes out and shouts.

Jiayang's 10,000 yuan households are not unusual, and it is estimated that there are already 100,000 yuan households, such as those who open Linjiang restaurants, as well as those who open car repair factories and small shops, they are very tired and bitter to look at, but now their pockets are bulging, and even the old lady who buys melon seeds at the door of the movie theater earns more than Qi Youheng and his family together all year round.

Lu Aiqin made a fortune in a muffled voice, her clothing business is doing very well, she has been to Harbin City to buy goods in the past two years, she opened the first clothing store in Jiayang, specializing in boutique clothing.

The spicy cabbage of the neighbor Jin family and the barbecue business of the Liu family are very prosperous.

The exterior wall of the Jin family house was plastered with a layer of cement, the gate was replaced with a new one, and a layer of white iron sheet was covered with sparkling rivets, which was very eye-catching.

Liu Changhe even bought a large motorcycle and a 17-inch color TV.

Only Qi Youheng's family, the two of them each increased their wages by 100 yuan, but the price rose even more. Fortunately, Qi Baoping has a scholarship, and he doesn't need much money from his family, only Qi Bao's security guard is a big expense, and his six-yuan allowance is not even enough for smoking, and he has to keep paying filial piety to the leaders and veterans.

Shen Mengxi calculated, Qi Baoan still had an income of six yuan, and she was the only one who ate white food with the whole family.

She was determined to do something, the family didn't have any financial acumen, so Qi Baokang was okay, but unfortunately when he entered the public gate, he probably wouldn't have the courage to go to the sea. In the entire Northeast, whether you say it is inertia, or whether it is contentment and happiness without ambition, these workers who are accustomed to the treatment of state-owned enterprises will not survive until they are laid off, and few people will take the initiative to find another way out.

But she glanced at the sixth square, except for the passbook, there were only more than 200 yuan of New Year's money left over from these years and more than 50 yuan for selling mutton skewers.

It's really not a family, if she doesn't enter a family, she is actually even more wealthy.

With space to rely on, she has no heart to make money. Money is for people, and money cannot be used to call people.

As long as the money is enough, beyond a certain range, it will reduce the happiness index of people. Just like when the status reaches a certain height, you won't believe in the sincerity of others, and if you have more money, you will feel that what others do is for their money.

And all the things that are truly precious cannot be bought by money.

Shen Mengxi circled around the yard, muttering, two hundred and five! What can two hundred and five do?

Han Bing said in the courtyard next door: "Yes, I am a two-hundred-and-five, and I forced her away." ”

Today's Han Bing is quite like a real psychopath. His hair was over his ears, his beard was stubble, his two eyes were symmetrically blocked in the corners of his eyes, and half of his ass sat on the wooden pier he usually used to split the halberd in the yard, looking at the white clouds in the sky at a forty-five degree upward angle.

The clouds of Jiayang are very textured, and they look like they are all big and large, like very white.

"Brother Han Bing, isn't it time to report again, I've written it for you, and I'll give it to you now?" Shen Mengxi asked, holding the gap in the cane.

"Hmm." Han Bing still looked up at the clouds.

Shen Mengxi went back and fetched a few pieces of stationery, "You can find ordinary letterhead and copy it again." Shen Mengxi used the letter paper of the Public Security Bureau, which was printed with six red characters of "Jiayang County Public Security Bureau".

"Hmm." He just hummed, but didn't answer.

Li Qiaofeng came out of the house with a sad face and took the letterhead, "Thank you, Zhuzhu, I wrote a report to your brother again." ”

"Aunt Han is welcome."

"Son, let's go inside, it's cold outside." Li Qiaofeng's sideburns are much whiter, and she loves gossip the most, but now she doesn't go out of the door, so she looks at her son at home, but Lu Xiuzhi is busy with her son's marriage, and often comes to her house with woolen work to sit down.

Yes, Qi Health Care got married on National Day.

At that time, Han Bing was still detained in the detention center, as soon as he came out, Qin Meiru ran away, Han Bing was in a trance at that time, he wanted to go out to find Qin Meiru, but he had no freedom of movement, cried a few times, and started drinking again. Later, most of the time it's just a daze.

In this case, there was not a single winner.

Shen Mengxi pulled two erhu for the old man Qi, and sat under the lamp to write calligraphy, for more than a year, she bought paper and pencil and began to write calligraphy, the old man Qi loved to see her sitting in front of the table, holding the pen and writing, saying like her grandmother.

Qi Youheng came back early today, leaned over to look at her calligraphy, and was full of praise, "What is my girl doing!" This little print is so beautifully written! ”

Shen Mengxi wrote a paragraph of the Lingfei Sutra, at this moment, put down the brush and took out the passbook, "Cash!" ”

"What is this?" Qi Youheng began to pretend to be confused.

"It was the money you bought my bearskin, and the deposit is due." Shen Mengxi snorted, knowing that he had to cheat.

"What bearskin? I do not know! Qi Youheng hung up his coat casually, poured a glass of water to drink, and stood at the door of the living room, asking Lu Xiuzhi, who was busy in the kitchen, "What do you eat at night?" ":If the browser mode does not display the chapter content, click Refresh, find the bottom settings menu, enter the settings menu and click to exit the reading mode to be free at high speed, all browser reading modes will affect the explicit exit the reading mode as much as possible, the experience is better,,