Ji Mufeng's mother is called Zhou Yingying, she is the only girl in the Zhou family, she grew up with brocade clothes and jade food, but she didn't expect to die when she gave birth.

The Zhou family wanted to take Ji Mufeng away, afraid that he would be angry when he lived with his stepmother, but Old Man Ji came forward to make a guarantee, and Ji Fenghua refused to let go even if he was killed.

So, Ji Mufeng usually lives in the Ji family, and he lives in the Zhou family during the winter and summer vacations, and has a good relationship with everyone in the Zhou family, the three uncles are all in high positions, and the cousins and cousins are also very good, but unfortunately there are no girls.

Grandfather Zhou Heming, the current director of the military factory, and grandmother Chu Xianglan, is the director of the neighborhood committee.

Uncle Zhou Yi'an entered politics, worked as a leader in government departments, and married his wife Yang Qian as an editor in a newspaper.

The second uncle Zhou Sinian joined the army and served as a division commander in the Northwest Army, and married his wife Li Min as a military doctor in the army.

The third uncle, Zhou Aijun, is the director of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and his wife Ruan Tian works in the government department, and his father is also the minister of national defense.

The three families all gave birth to two sons, and the sons of Yang and Yin are worthless, and they are about the same age as Ji Mufeng.

"Grandpa, my stepmother helped me sign up to go to the countryside." Ji Mufeng sued his grandfather.

"How can that be true, what did your dad say?" Zhou Heming asked angrily.

"My dad said that it is not peaceful now, let me go to the countryside to live, and gave me 5,000 yuan, let me find a daughter-in-law to marry, and don't come back in the next few years." Ji Mufeng has a black belly and eye medicine, anyway, grandpa won't ask him, their relationship is the same as that of an enemy.

"Child, your dad is really not a thing, he married such a thing, and he wants you to go to the countryside." Zhou Heming said distressedly.

"Grandpa, I also want Ji Xueyin to go to the countryside, preferably to the Northwest Loess Plateau." As soon as Ji Mufeng's words came out, a smile appeared on Zhou Heming's face.

"There's no rush in this matter, wait for you to go to the countryside, and then let her go to the countryside." Zhou Heming simply didn't want Ji Fenghua to have a better time.

Then, Zhou Heming took out two stacks of cash from the safe, and did not shy away from Ji Mufeng's conceivable trust.

"You have 20,000 yuan, if you meet a good girl, you will marry a wife and have children in the countryside." Zhou Heming also knows that the current situation is unstable, and it is a good thing for his grandson to go to the countryside to stay away.

"Thank you, grandpa." Ji Mufeng has no burden of collecting money, and the Zhou family has money, which is drizzle.

After talking, Ji Mufeng went to the bank again, this time he changed to a different company to be insured, and the province was treated as a monkey, and he went home directly after saving the money.

Thinking of the numbers in the passbook, Ji Mufeng smiled, the Ji family was cleaned by him, and Ji Fenghua still had a few hundred yuan, once returned to the pre-liberation period.

In this family, only grandpa is the best for him, thinking that Ji Xueyin is going to the countryside, the corner of his mouth shows an evil smile, the northwest is a good place to go, grandpa will definitely do it.

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Song Qianqian sorted out her things at home today, put her parents' things into the space, washed all the clothes of the original owner, put them in the washing machine and added disinfectant, and after washing, they went out of the space to dry in the yard.

"Qianqian, I'll bring you food." Aunt Yuan came over on time and knocked on the courtyard door.

"Okay, Aunt Yuan." Song Qianqian handed her the previous dishes and chopsticks by the way.

Closing the courtyard door, Song Qianqian sat down to have lunch, washed the sheets and quilts in the afternoon, dried the quilts and covered cotton tires, and this set of furniture in the living room was the storage space of Huanghuali.

Song Qianqian spent a day and put everything into the space, leaving two sets of clothes to be washed, and the bedding to be covered now.

The iron pot in the kitchen has not been spared, and now I want to buy an iron pot to ask for an industrial ticket, as well as dishes and oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and sugar, and Song's mother will cook when she comes home occasionally, but the original owner has really never cooked.

Anyway, everything was cleaned up by her, and she ate several kinds of fruits in the space at night, and it was really comfortable to sleep until dawn.

The next morning, Song Qianqian went to the black market, turned herself into an aunt, and put pockmarks on her face.

"What for?" The man guarding the door asked.

"Sellers." After saying that, he handed the other party two cents.

"Go in, and run faster when you hear the birds." The man kindly reminded.

"Thanks, I see." Song Qianqian's face was still wrapped in a silk scarf.

Walking into the black market, there were still many people inside, all bargaining quietly, Song Qianqian went to shop first, the price was twice as expensive as the supply and marketing cooperative, it is understandable that there is no ticket after all.

Song Qianqian found a place to sit down, took out two watches from the back basket, as well as a radio and some headbands, and waited for someone to come up and ask the price in no hurry.

"Girl, how did you sell this watch?" A middle-aged uncle asked in a whisper.

"One hundred and fifteen don't have tickets, they're all new watches." Song Qianqian said in a low voice.

"Girl, can't it be cheaper?"

"It can't be cheap, I'll lose money."

So, the middle-aged uncle bought a women's watch, and Song Qianqian gave him two red head ropes.

The first transaction is completed, the money is put in the satchel, but in fact it is put into the space, and then waiting for the customer to come to the door.

In half a day, Song Qianqian sold five watches, two radios and some headbands.

After packing up her things and preparing to leave, she was stopped at the door, saying that their boss was looking for her.

Half an hour later, Song Qianqian had 13,008 more in her bag, the watch and radio in the basket were gone, and she sensed that two people were following her behind her, and instead of going home, she went to the department store.

"Damn, this boss still wants to eat black, so don't blame her for being polite." Song Qianqian muttered quietly.

Walking into the department store, Song Qianqian went to the toilet, quickly removed her makeup and changed her clothes, threw her back basket in the toilet, calmly walked out of the building, and turned around to go to the state-run hotel.

"Damn, that woman ran away, the boss will definitely get angry." Neither man dared to go back to the black market.

Song Qianqian went to the restaurant to eat meat dumplings, and also ordered a braised pork to pack, a large lunch box is enough for her to eat for two days, and the state-run restaurant can't be short of catties or two, so the portion of each meal is very sufficient.

After eating, Song Qianqian went to another scrap station, this time it was a lady knitting a sweater, gave two pieces of candy and walked into the scrap station, which was much dirtier than the previous one.

Song Qianqian released her spiritual power, and everything she found was put into the space, all of which were calligraphy, paintings and some ancient books.

There are actually treasures underground, there are probably dozens of boxes, all of which have been dusty for many years, these should all be ownerless, and they have nothing to do with this scrap yard.

"Auntie, this scrap yard is quite big." Song Qianqian said casually with the newspaper.

"Hey! It was not originally a scrap yard, it was the ancestral home of a wealthy family, but later died and had no descendants, and was requisitioned by the government as a scrap yard. After the eldest lady finished speaking, she only received five cents.

It seems that these things are indeed ownerless, and she will hand them over to the state when she has the opportunity in the future, but now she can't hand them over to cheapen others.

Then, Song Qianqian went to another scrap yard, and a car sent a lot of treasures just now.

"Uncle, I want to go in and get some newspapers to paste on the wall." As soon as the words fell, he was directly driven out by the uncle.