Chapter Seventy-One: Take Back What Belongs to Them

At the end of the year, the town organizes a fair, once a week, where the people of the nearby towns exchange for the daily necessities and food they need, and can also exchange their own things for some tickets and handmade shoes, hats and gloves.

Xu Wenli bought a few pairs of soles and threads, slipped from the head of the market to the end of the market, and was leisurely strolling around when she heard someone shouting to sell fat and oil, saying that the government gave everyone benefits!

Squeezed over only to see that the fat was not only frozen, but also a little yellow, and the taste of the plate oil was not right, so many people stepped forward to grab it.

"Jianjun's daughter-in-law, these meats are very cost-effective, let's squeeze forward, and buy some to take home to boil meat oil."

"Auntie, this meat has been sitting for a long time, I don't buy it, what if the children eat it when they go back?"

"When I came this morning, Jianjun gave me a two-pound meat ticket, and I went to the grocery store to buy fresh meat."

Shi Guihua asked her to help her carry things, and she wanted to buy fat and plate oil.

"Then I'll go to the grocery store, we'll meet in the ox cart in half an hour, if my aunt asks me to go to the grocery store and the supply and marketing cooperative!"

Some days I didn't come to town, Xu Wenli bought half a catty of hard candy in the supply and marketing cooperative, turned around and entered the non-staple food store, the plate oil and meat here are very fresh, Xu Wenli bought half a catty of plate oil, a pound of pork belly.

There are also some big bone sticks in the store that don't need tickets, Xu Wenli bought a few, and weighed a pound of horseshoe cake and a pound of peach cake for the child.

When I arrived at the meeting place, Shi Guihua also arrived, and was sorting out her scattered hair, there were still red marks on her face, and the sleeves of her clothes were torn open.

"Auntie, what's wrong?"

"There are too many people who buy fat meat and plate oil, and they are crowded."

Xu Wenli glanced at the back basket of stone osmanthus, which contained a piece of oil of about two catties and a piece of fat.

It was already past noon when the ox cart returned to the village, and when Xu Wenli entered the hospital, she took out some white flour rice and soybean oil and put them in the back basket.

Mu Jianjun had already cooked the meal and boiled two eggs for Xu Wenli.

When packing up things, Xu Wenli divided half of the pastries, steamed a pot of steamed buns in the afternoon, and took out a bag of milk powder, Mu Jianjun knew that these things were left by his daughter-in-law to his father.

When meeting in the evening, Xu Wenli told Xiao Wenduo that he was waiting to eat dumplings in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and that new shoes and cotton clothes could be made in the next few days.

"I'm a lot older, just have food and clothes to wear, and cook more delicious food for the children." He has been a neighbor with Mu Jianjun for so long, and he now knows the names of his grandchildren, and whenever he has the opportunity, he will watch them play in the yard from afar.

"Yes, the Ministry of Armed Forces will also send out New Year's goods in a few days, and the white flour and rice are enough for us to eat for a whole month." Mu Jianjun asked Xiao Wenduo to sit down, looked at the chilblains on his hands and feet, and helped apply the ointment.

The two of them didn't dare to stay too long, and they sat for less than half an hour before going home.

One day later, when Mu Jianjun came back from work, he brought something from the unit, not only rice and white noodles, but also a few frozen fish and five catties of pork.

A few days later, a small car entered the village and stopped at the door of Mu Jianjun's house, this time it was a head of the military region surnamed Zhao who delivered something, and also brought new clothes and shoes that Yang Jianfeng bought for his godson and daughter.

Xu Wenli took out some noodles and fried some twist flowers and dried fruits to share with her neighbors who had helped her, and steamed some soft cakes with milk, eggs and cream.

At night, when no one was around, Mu Jianjun took the food and the cotton clothes made by Xu Wenli and sent them to the small room behind the team headquarters.

Mu Jianjun also has a holiday, during the day to help Xu Wenli clean up the house, carry water and chop firewood to coax the two children, when Xu Wenli is not busy, he takes simple hunting tools up the mountain, and every time he will catch some game.

Packed out and put half of the space, the other half was either pickled or made into air-dried game, Mu Jianjun caught a lot of fish in the autumn, dried it and packed it in several copies and sent it out.

In the blink of an eye, it was the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Xu Wenli wrapped dumplings filled with pork and leek eggs, and after the two children went to bed at about ten o'clock in the evening, the couple took the dumplings to see Xiao Wenduo.

Looking at a plate full of dumplings, Xiao Wenduo didn't speak for a long time, and took the chopsticks handed by Xu Wenli to taste the dumplings.

"Are you two free for the New Year? Some of our things are buried under the current gorgeous textile factory, and I haven't dared to go there since the accident, so you'd better go and see it, and if you can, remove some of it, and don't leave it all there. ”

Xiao Wenduo took out two special keys and gave them to the two of them, and the two keys could only be combined to open the door of the secret room.

Mu Jianjun glanced at Xu Wenli, and nodded after getting a response: "Then we will go on a trip in two days, do you still want to get anything back?" ”

"Our family's old mansion was divided among more than 20 ordinary workers, and even the ancestral hall was occupied, and the valuables in it are estimated that they have already been divided, and I will be content if those things underground can be saved."

"Don't worry, the house belonging to the Xiao family will be returned sooner or later." Xu Wenli comforted the old man.

"Tonight's dumplings are so delicious, I've finished eating, you go back and watch the children, in case the children wake up and you are not at home, the two children should be afraid."

Mu Jianjun sent Xu Wenli back first, he stayed with the old man until midnight, and the family took the train to the provincial capital on the third day of the Lunar New Year.

During the Chinese New Year, there were not many people in the car, so Mu Jianjun bought two sleepers and arrived in Jing Province for a day and half a night.

After staying in the guest house for one night, Xu Wenli took her children shopping, and Mu Jianjun went to the textile factory.

On the first day, I went to find out the terrain, on the second day, I found the entrance to the basement, and on the third day, I drew a map and showed it to Xu Wenli.

"I'll go over by myself tomorrow night, and you'll look at the strong and clever at the guest house." Xu Wenli said.

Mu Jianjun didn't worry about her going over by herself, so she found a retired comrade-in-arms who lived in the provincial capital, put the two children at his house for one night, and the couple took advantage of the night to touch the textile factory.

The entrance to the basement is behind the bookcase in the director's office.

Entering the basement and seeing the rows of boxes stacked inside, Xu Wenli almost exclaimed, Mu Jianjun didn't expect that there were so many things.

The boxes are locked, there is a box wrapped in brass at the four corners is buckled, and when you open it, it is Yuan Datou wrapped in red paper, there are fifty in a roll, there are about thirty rolls, and there is a big yellow croaker below.

"I'll go to the door and take a look, you can deal with these things." Mu Jianjun went out to watch the wind.

Put all the boxes into the space, and put away the yellow pears, wenge wood furniture, vases, porcelain, and wine that are randomly stacked next to them.

Everything that could be moved in the basement was put in the space by Xu Wenli, and Mu Jianjun looked at Xu Wenli for a few seconds and took her hand and left the basement.

The two of them didn't wait for the director to put the office in the office, and when they heard footsteps coming this way, Mu Jianjun pulled Xu Wenli to hide behind the door.

"The whole factory has been searched, but the factory director's office has not been turned over, and I can't find it tonight to change places tomorrow."

"Okay, I still think that the things should be in the old mansion, or the yard where Xiao Wenduo lives, grandpa is partial to give everything to the second uncle, and our dad didn't get anything."

Who says it's not, what age is this still divided, why should everything of value belong to him, everyone should have a share!