Lian Xiaomin only sent Ma Hui to the door. His brother was at home, so someone would come out as soon as she knocked on the door.

The two said goodbye here and she left first.

I looked at the time and it was still early for noon. After thinking about it, I decided there was nothing to do, so I went straight to the abandoned yard of the Dongzhimen Old Winery nearby.

According to what Mr. Qian told her, she found the two small warehouses on the eastern side near the wall.

In fact, they are just two bungalows, but the area is much larger than that of ordinary houses, each of which is more than 70 square meters.

There was a lock on the iron door. She found the key and opened both doors.

When I walked in and took a look, the place was empty, but there was not much dust, so it was obviously cleaned.

After thinking about it, he moved out fifty bags of rice, fifty bags of flour, and fifty bags of cornmeal from the space and placed them in the warehouse on the west side.

Each bag weighs 100 kilograms.

This cornmeal was ground by her using a flour grinder. It does not contain corn cobs and is much better than cornmeal. She had eaten cornmeal before and it caused sore throat.

These grains took up most of the warehouse and were piled high.

Finally, twenty bags of sorghum and twenty bags of millet were placed at the door, and the bag was almost full.

Then we went to the room on the east side and saw a large canvas spread on the ground, with forty rolls of cotton cloth placed on it, each roll being one hundred meters.

There are four types, red plaid, blue plaid, solid military green, and gray, ten volumes each.

He also took out ten bags of cotton and two 28-ton trucks.

He put four more pieces of pork into a sack and placed them against the wall.

That’s all they have. They won’t be exclusively dealing in the black market in the future, so this is enough.

He locked the iron doors again and pushed the cart away.

After leaving the yard of the old winery, I rode my bike directly back to Dongsishitiao.

After arriving home, she cleaned up the room where Ma Hui had lived, and put bedding and other items into a separate space. Since it would no longer be occupied, they no longer needed to be kept in the kang cabinet.

I returned to the east room and took out a lot of corn cobs from the space to burn for firewood, and the kang was soon heated up.

She took out two bowls of fragrant egg noodles and a roast chicken, tore them into pieces and placed them on the kang table on a plate, thinking that it was almost noon, so she would wait for Brother Sanyong to come and eat together.

Four large washed apples and more than ten oranges were also placed there.

Just as I had set it up, I heard someone knocking on the gate outside.

I looked at the watch and it was already twelve o'clock. Time passed so quickly.

I went out and opened the door, and it was indeed him.

"Brother Sanyong, come in quickly, let's eat, we've been waiting for you!"

Zhang Wenyong raised the corners of his mouth, strode in, locked the gate, and followed her into the house.

The general took off his coat and put it aside, then got on the kang and sat cross-legged at the table.

"Xiao Min, I really feel like I'm back home at the foot of Sandagou Mountain."

Lian Xiaomin smiled and asked him, "Is everything going well?"

"Well, this morning, we went to deal with Li Huaidong. We were waiting in the yard of Maoer Hutong, but he showed up so soon."

"So what are your plans next?"

Zhang Wenyong put down his chopsticks, looked at her and sighed.

"My eldest sister's husband, Guan Fenglin, asked me to go back to France with him, saying that my biological mother was in poor health and might not survive this year, so it would be best to go back as soon as possible."

"Last night, the three of us chatted until very late, and they told me a lot of things about their biological parents' side... It's quite complicated. I'm afraid I really have to go there."

Lian Xiaomin looked at his slightly frowned expression and nodded.

"Brother Sanyong, I believe that with your extraordinary abilities, you will definitely be able to create a new world! You are only nineteen years old, and you will have a more magnificent life."

Zhang Wenyong smiled: "I am already twenty years old this year, and you are just a little girl."

Yes, here we use the lunar age as the lunar calendar. Well, by this calculation, I’m already sixteen.

The two talked while eating egg noodles and roast chicken, and then started eating big apples.

Lian Xiaomin smiled and broke each apple into two halves with force and placed them on the table.

I thought to myself that this might be the last time I would do this for Brother Sanyong.

Her most cherished friend, best confidant, childhood sweetheart... are about to leave and go their separate ways.

If it was 2023 in her previous life, they might be able to reunite by taking a plane, but in 1970, it was impossible.

That would be very difficult.

Although she knew the future development and that everything would get better after the reform and opening up of the Great Hua Country, that would be many years later and would take a long time.

"Brother Sanyong, when are you going to France?"

"I have to go back to Sandagou first, tell my father about the matter, and make arrangements."

Lian Xiaomin thought, yes, I'm afraid I'll have to escape like Pei Ziqiu again.

Sure enough, I heard him continue: "I have three things to do. The money buried in the ground in Huzi's yard should be left to my parents. After all, they raised me, especially my father, who loved me so much..."

When he said this, his eyes suddenly turned red.

He choked up and said, "If I could choose, I really hope that I was just the third son of Zhang Shengli, the captain of the Sandagou Battalion and the anti-Japanese hero! I can live freely and peacefully in a small village and continue to practice martial arts with you..."

Lian Xiaomin grabbed his arm and patted it. This was the only way she could comfort the person in front of her.

Sometimes, the grace of raising a child is deeper than the grace of giving birth, because the former includes the parents' meticulous care and love.

Moreover, when facing such a huge change in life, no matter who encounters such a thing or makes such a decision, their heart will be full of struggle and hesitation.

But his biological parents must have suffered a lot in the past 19 years because of losing him, so no matter what, he should still make this trip.

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