The year isn't the 80s! Su Yan, a base owner from 2048, dozed off while driving and woke up transmigrated to 1961. She became the infatuated, delicate, and ungrateful Su Yan who was leveraging ...
"Yiming seems to have four or five sweaters. Maybe he's grown taller and the sleeves have become shorter. Why not take apart some of the sweaters he can't wear and knit them again?"
"Mom, sweaters are not as warm when they are taken apart and re-knitted. Don't take those sweaters apart and save them for the second child. I want you to knit him a small vest and a woolen coat to wear in spring and autumn."
"Okay, I'll finish altering Lanlan's sweater and then come help Yiming knit."
Jiang Lingling is good at knitting sweaters, but unfortunately she has to take care of her two granddaughters and cook, so she has no time to knit sweaters. The sweater her eldest niece wears is almost always worn by her son.
At half past nine, the two children were sleepy, so Su Yan took Lu Yiming to bed first. Lu Ting waited until everyone was asleep at twelve o'clock before returning to his room.
"Yan Yan, mom and dad are asleep, let's go!"
"Shall we go through the main gate?"
"No, we're going through the back door. Don't use the flashlight. We'll go to the back door in the dark."
It's quite exciting to think about stealing during the Chinese New Year, but I would definitely feel bad if I don't take away the treasures that the bad guys have stolen from the house.
"Wait, let's change clothes. Do you want to wear the black woolen coat I bought for you?"
"Yan Yan bought me new clothes? Never mind, I'd rather not wear them. I'll change into a coat. It's not convenient to wear a military coat."
Su Yan put a fur hat on Lu Ting, put on some old-age makeup, covered his face with a black scarf, and also put on some makeup and changed her clothes.
The two of them sneaked out of the yard in the dark. Su Yan took out the electric three-wheeled motorcycle from the space, and the two drove the three-wheeled motorcycle to the backyard of Li's mansion.
Lu Ting stopped the three-wheeled motorcycle and looked around. After making sure that there was no one around, he asked Su Yan to put the three-wheeled motorcycle back into the space. Su Yan put the three-wheeled motorcycle back into the space and took out a set of stairs from the space and leaned them against the courtyard wall. Su Yan climbed up first, followed by Lu Ting.
Lu Ting lifted the stairs and leaned against the inner wall to climb down first. After making sure that there was no one in the yard, he let Su Yan go down.
"Is there no one living in such a big yard?"
"The Cutting Tail Society's office hides the treasure. It must be cleared at the end of the working day."
"Why doesn't anyone come to steal these treasures?"
"The director has the keys to all the rooms. Unless he stole the treasures, they might be sold to the foreigners or destroyed by them."
"Haven't they destroyed enough treasures? They're such prodigals and pests. But how are we supposed to open those doors now that we don't have the keys?"
"Doesn't Yanyan Space have lock picking tools? I should be able to open these simple copper locks."
Su Yan raised her eyebrows and looked at Lu Ting. This guy could actually open locks, cook, and even operate a sewing machine to repair it. What else couldn't he do?