Chapter 4: Crossing the Seventy Little Orphan Girl

A few days ago, the parents of the original owner died in the line of duty, and the news came back too excited, and she fainted as soon as it was dark, and the original owner didn't know where she went, and now this body is cheap for her, and she is really happy to be many years younger.

"Big sister, I'm leaving, you have to take care." Suddenly the girl's voice came to my head.

Song Qianqian only felt that her body was light, and she could better control this body, it seemed that the original owner was completely gone, and she was very happy when she sensed that her space was still there, and she was full of supplies.

After drinking two glasses of spiritual spring water in one go, Song Qianqian took off her clothes and entered the space, her body had already discharged black oil, looking at her delicate face in the mirror, she was more beautiful than herself in her previous life, a pair of fox eyes seductive, and a tear mole at the end of her eyes was particularly sexy.

Song Qianqian washed five or six times before cleaning herself, her skin was white and tender, her cheeks were red, the original owner was pampered since she was a child, and she ate fine grains every day, and her meat, eggs and milk were never cut off at all, so her figure was convex and backward, and her chest was towering and at least C.

This body has a height of 168, his father is the head of the regiment and 185, and his mother is a military doctor with 165, and his parents are very good-looking, so the original owner is a beauty.

"Qianqian, open the door." Aunt Yuan next door came to bring food to the little girl.

"Here, Aunt Yuan." Song Qianqian got dressed and went out of the space to open the courtyard door.

The little girl did not live in the family courtyard, which was a three-entry quadrangle, which was the dowry house of the original owner's mother, but the head of the household was the name of the little girl.

Opening the courtyard door, Aunt Yuan carried a bowl of white rice porridge and pickles, and stuffed her with two boiled eggs to make up for her body.

"Qianqian, your parents have to mourn their affairs, they are martyrs and very glorious, don't be too sad if you want to open something." Aunt Yuan comforted.

"I know, thank you, auntie." After speaking, he took the food and closed the courtyard door, and the original owner did not let anyone enter the door.

Father Song gave Aunt Yuan money every month, so Song Qianqian didn't have to be polite at all, and she burped after eating porridge and eggs.

After packing up the dishes and chopsticks, Song Qianqian has the memory of the original owner, and every time Song's father wants to go on a mission, he will write a letter to the original owner.

The letter is on the back of the photo frame of the family photo, and Song Qianqian opens the photo frame and looks: "Dear Qianqian baby! When you read this letter, I'm afraid my father is no longer alive.

The money tickets in the family are all in the dark grid, there are good things in the cellar of the kitchen, those are your grandfather's property, they only have your mother and a daughter, someone in their ancestors became a big official, and those are all treasures handed down.

You don't want to stay in the city alone, go to Uncle Li Qiang of the Educated Youth Office, go to his hometown to go to the countryside to be an educated youth, and the captain is his brother is very reliable.

Baby, you have to remember your father's words, don't trust men, marry more thoughtfully, money must be in your hands, no man at least has money. "Love your father and wish you happiness!

Mother didn't leave a word, it is estimated that she did not expect to sacrifice, the mother of the original owner is gentle and kind, many young men begged to marry when they were young, Song's father heroically rescued the United States to marry his daughter-in-law, he was an orphan and later ran to become a soldier, anyway, his life experience is also very pitiful.

Song Qianqian went to open the secret compartment first, and it was all full of great unity, all of which were 100 new banknotes per bundle, a total of 258,000 yuan, and there were more than 500 yuan in the cabinet, and there were almost all of them in a large stack of tickets.

So much money was left by my grandfather, and there was some impression in the memory of the original owner, as if it was exchanged for gold bars, and the money was collected into the space and then went to the kitchen.

The entrance to the cellar in the kitchen is very hidden, there is a mechanism in the stove where the fire is burned, and when it is opened, there will be an entrance on the ground, and the original owner has gone down to all the boxes.

Song Qianqian waited for a while and then went down, lit a candle so that she could measure oxygen, and the cellar was full of boxes, and there were about a hundred boxes in the storage space.

Song Qianqian was afraid that there would be fish that slipped through the net, and sensed that there was nothing in it, so she returned to the room as it was, entered the space and began to count the family property.

Half of the chest is gold, and half is antiques and jewelry, which is very beautiful like an imperial gift, and the bottom of the thing is engraved with the interior of the house.

Someone on my grandfather's ancestor became a big official, and there were more than a dozen land deeds in the box, and the courtyard houses were all more than three entrances, and now they are all rented to the street free of charge, and the lease period will be returned after ten years.

Song Qianqian felt that she could lie flat in the future, she had so much property and materials, there was no need to fight anymore, it was estimated that she would not be able to squander it in ten lifetimes.

It's just that the neighbors in the neighborhood are very familiar, and it is better to go to the countryside to live in the countryside if someone wants to eat the house, and others don't know her details.

Also, this is not very safe in Beijing City, eating more meat will be targeted, young and easy to be bullied, going to the countryside is the best place for her.

Not to mention, Song's father is really thoughtful, the original owner is much happier than her, and the day after tomorrow he will sign up to go to the countryside, and tomorrow someone from the army will come to the door, saying that he is here to send a pension.

Song Qianqian walked around the space, the strawberries were all ripe, and they were put into the warehouse to pour some spiritual spring water, and they could still bloom and bear fruit and continue to grow, and the yield was very high and they couldn't eat it at all.

There is an astonishing amount of seafood in the river, and many fish have grown up, pigs, cows and sheep have bred their young, chickens, ducks and geese have all laid eggs, and all kinds of poultry have bred on their own.

Song Qianqian took out all the medicinal seeds, divided an area to plant medicinal herbs, planted them with her mind and then poured spiritual spring water, the fruit trees on the mountain have grown into saplings, and it will not be long before the fruit freedom can be realized.

In addition, the ground is empty and millet is planted, and the land is planted with the mind, and the irrigation of the spiritual spring water grows well.

If you don't sell the grain, you eat it yourself, and if you can't finish it, you will hoard it all, anyway, the warehouse is infinite, and it won't be bad if you put it away.

Song Qianqian ate an ice cream, grabbed some seafood with her mind, cleaned it and steamed it all, and made a large pot of seafood with sauce, which was really cool to eat with ice cola.

At noon, Aunt Yuan came to bring her food again, and took a nap in the space.

The parents of the original owner are in the martyr's cemetery, and now they can't do a big funeral at all, they have already finished the funeral ceremony, and they have to say hello if they want to sweep the tomb, and ordinary people at the door can't enter at all.

In the afternoon, Song Qianqian went to a nearby scrap yard, and she had the mental strength to pick up some leaks.

"Uncle, I'm going to find some newspapers and go back to paste the wall." After Song Qianqian finished speaking, she handed two cigarettes to the gatekeeper.

"Go ahead, old newspapers are five cents a pound." The uncle happily accepted the cigarette.

Song Qianqian released her spiritual power, and the inside was neatly organized, and in the compartments of some furniture, she found a few pieces of gold and jewelry, as for the antique calligraphy and paintings, they were all destroyed, either smashed or torn.

Although I am very distressed, I can't help it, this era is so cruel, I put away my things and went to find some newspapers, as well as books and college entrance examination materials, and I want to go back to the city to take the college entrance examination in the future, Song Qianqian never forgot the little meaning.

In the end, she also found several medical books, Song Qianqian put them into the space, left with books and newspapers, and paid a total of five cents, which is really cheap.