◎Two in One◎

The mother and daughter sat at the head of the bed, and Song Chunhua listened to her daughter's explanation of the incident.

Liang Baozhen naturally didn't tell the truth. After all, who would believe a novel about being able to see one's own life? Song Chunhua thought she had to find an exorcist to see her, suspecting that the girl was possessed by evil spirits.

"I recently had a dream about my grandpa. In the dream, he told me that after he saved someone, the person gave him twelve 'small yellow croakers'. Grandpa was a little scared to hold so much gold, so he buried the 'small yellow croakers' and never told anyone about it. He wanted to tell Dad later, but he passed away so suddenly that he didn't have time to say it."

Liang Baozhen thought of many excuses. Instead of making up a seemingly perfect excuse that would actually make people doubt it, it would be better to use magic to defeat magic.

It was shocking enough to have gold bars in one's basement, so it was not so bad to have grandpa tell me in a dream.

After all, when Song Chunhua got older, she often said that she dreamed of her deceased parents, and her parents said some old words in her dreams.

A few years ago, someone in the village said that the ancestor appeared in her dream and told her that her daughter-in-law was pregnant with twins. Half a month later, the child was born and it turned out to be twins! Ten years ago, someone in the village said that his dead father appeared in his dream and told him that there was a sum of money saved in the wall of his house. It was more than 20 yuan in total. When the man pulled the wall, he really found it!

For this reason, many villagers began knocking on their walls to see if their elders had left anything for them.

People generally believe in the messages spoken in dreams by deceased elders.

Sure enough, when Song Chunhua heard this, she believed it almost completely!

"Rescue someone? I remember now. I heard from your dad that your grandpa rescued someone in the mountains. That man looked quite respectable. He even gave your dad and his friends some chocolate. Who knew about such things in those days? He must have been a rich man. Did your grandpa really tell you in your dream? Oh, it's amazing. I even dreamed of your grandma a while ago. She told me to run the pig farm well." Song Chunhua was excited when she heard that her daughter had the same experience. She just felt lucky and called Liang Zhigao into the house.

"Lao Liang, come in quickly! Your father came to Baozhen in a dream." After the man entered the house, she took a few steps forward and pulled the man's arm and walked inside. "Look, your father was kind enough to save someone, and the man gave him twelve gold bars. But the old man didn't dare to use them and buried them under the closet. He came to Baozhen in a dream a few days ago, and we just found them!"

Liang Zhigao was stunned when he looked at the gold bars, and was even more stunned when he heard his wife's words.

He remembered the rescue. The person he rescued looked respectable, with exquisite clothes and unique gestures. He was also said to be a cultured person. But his father who had died many years ago told his granddaughter in a dream that there were gold bars in his basement?

Liang Zhigao didn't say anything, and no one knew what was in his mind. He only came back to his senses when Song Chunhua hit his arm.

"What's the matter? Speak!"

Liang Baozhen's heart tightened. Did her father doubt her? Did he not believe her?

"Why did Dad dream about Baozhen but not me?" Liang Zhigao felt a little upset. Did he make Dad worried? It was impossible. Dad loved me the most and valued me the most!

Liang Baozhen: "..."

It turned out that grandpa's eldest son was sad.

Although Liang Zhigao has a dark face and is usually serious, he becomes emotional when talking about his deceased father. "Baozhen, what else did your grandfather say? Did he mention me?"

Liang Baozhen suddenly felt that she had a great responsibility. Her father was very upset. She could only make up a few words to comfort him. "Yes, Grandpa said that you manage the family very well. You should continue to live a good life in the future."

"Ah." Liang Zhigao felt sad. "Life is better now, much better than before, but your grandfather can't see him anymore, so he can't enjoy this blessing."

This was the first time Liang Baozhen could remember seeing her father's eyes turn red. It was a rare moment for her father to show his emotions so openly.

Liang Zhigao and Song Chunhua accepted this explanation more quickly than Liang Baozhen had expected, and thought that it was the old man who told Baozhen about this in a dream. After all, such things did happen occasionally in the village before.

Xu Shengjie had also heard about the phenomenon of ghosting in dreams. Even his grandmother Zhou Yun said that she had been ghosted in a dream by her deceased mother. But did his wife dream about her grandfather one day?

He was totally unaware.

The twelve gold bars had been buried underground for a long time and now saw the light of day again. Song Chunhua took a clean cloth and wiped them again and again, and even blew on them and wiped them again, insisting on wiping them clean.

"How much are so many gold bars worth?" Song Chunhua had only heard of gold and had no idea its price.

"This one should be 31 grams, and the current price of gold is 75 yuan per gram."

Twelve gold bars, each weighing 31 grams. Liang Zhigao thought to himself, "Isn't that more than 20,000 yuan?"

"What? Twenty thousand?" Song Chunhua gasped, her legs trembling, and she almost fainted. Fortunately, Liang Zhigao and Liang Baozhen were right beside her, and they helped her steady herself and she sat down on the bed with peace of mind.

It's horrible that such a huge sum of money is buried under one's own home.

"Oh my god, how did we fall asleep before? It's over, it's over. I can't sleep tonight." Song Chunhua patted her chest and kept comforting herself. The money buried underground was too scary. Her heart was still beating fast.

Liang Baozhen poured some water for her mother and let her calm down before continuing, "When the time comes, you can take the gold to the bank to exchange it for money, and you will have the funds to open the farm."

At that time, her family had inexplicably obtained more than ten gold bars. If she took them to the bank to exchange for money, no matter how secretive she was, the news would easily leak out. Everyone likes to watch the excitement of this kind of thing. If one person tells it, the whole world will know about it. In addition, the author of the novel originally wrote that this batch of gold was for the hero in the book to use for his family. Liang Baozhen did not have the confidence to let the hero in the book know, so as to avoid trouble.

It's best to stay away from them.

"Baozhen has a point." Liang Zhigao took out his dry cigarette again and took a few puffs, trying hard not to be dazzled by the money.

"You can buy a house in the city then. Come and enjoy life in the city."

"That won't work. We still have so much land and we grow vegetables there. Most importantly, what should we do with the pigs, chickens and ducks?" Song Chunhua couldn't bear to part with these things.

"When you grow your business you can hire people, and you and dad can just wait to collect the money. You've worked hard all your life, why do you still have to work so hard?"

"Hey, you young people are just ignorant. We are destined to be busy. I don't think it's appropriate for you to let me go to the city to enjoy life. What can I do if I don't work every day?" Song Chunhua thought the courtyard house was worth buying. She had seen the courtyard house of the young lady.

Liang Zhigao also agreed with what his daughter-in-law said.

"But did your grandfather say what to do with the gold bars?" Liang Zhigao thought that it was his biological father who would arrange it, but there were four siblings in his family. The eldest, Liang Zhiqing, had broken up with his family. He was the third child, and the second and fourth were both married.

Liang Baozhen remembered that the book said that Grandpa Liang was going to leave the gold bars to his third son Liang Zhigao. Liang Zhiqing was a loser and Grandpa Liang had long seen that he would not be reliable in the future. As for the two daughters, in Grandpa Liang's mind, they would be outsiders once they got married, so Grandpa Liang did not consider them.

Liang Baozhen didn't want to say it so directly, so she just said, "Uncle has no arrangements anyway. Second aunt and old aunt ask you to help me a little."

His eldest brother, Liang Zhiqing, naturally didn't consider how many disgusting things he had done to his family, but now he was too lazy to take care of them. The second sister and fourth sister did have many families, so he had to think carefully about how to help.

"If it really doesn't work, let them run the pig farm with us. Don't tell anyone about the gold bars. If it gets out, it will definitely cause a big commotion. By then, it won't just be a matter for one or two people to know. Liang Zhiqing's family will definitely come to cause trouble, and others might get jealous if they find out."

"That's right." Song Chunhua got along well with the two sisters-in-law, but she couldn't stand her eldest brother and his wife's family. They were really stinky bugs licking their faces.

With the three "small yellow croakers", Liang Baozhen, Xu Shengjie and Liang's parents went to three banks respectively to exchange 6,510 yuan, keeping 3,510 yuan in cash and depositing the other 3,000 yuan into Liang Zhigao's passbook, which was the starting capital and deposit for the Liang family's business.

As for the remaining nine gold bars, Liang Zhigao and Song Chunhua decided not to exchange them for money yet and just put them there. Besides, it would be too conspicuous to exchange so many gold bars for 20,000 yuan at once and it would be easy to be targeted. They would have to exchange them one by one in the future.

It is not scary to let others know that you are rich. The scariest thing is that when others know that you have made a fortune, many people may want to do something bad to you.

Liang Zhigao and Song Chunhua hid the gold bars in four places, and gave three more to Baozhen, asking them to keep them at home.

Now that the money was received, the farm was put on the agenda.

After some discussion, the Liang family decided to start with the pig farm. Pork is the most precious meat nowadays, and as long as the pigs are raised well, there will be no problem in selling them.

Liang Baoying and Liang Baojun, who knew there were gold bars at home, hurried back home and kept looking at the stone under the wardrobe, feeling that they were so lucky.

"Can such a good thing really happen?" Liang Baojun squatted down and knocked on the block of earth and stone. Wow, it seems to be really different?

Liang Baoying pulled her third sister aside and said, "How could such a miraculous thing happen? I wouldn't even dare to think about it in my dreams."

Liang Baozhen thought that there were even more outrageous things, but she couldn't tell them. If she told them, she might be sent for investigation.

Liang Zhigao and Song Chunhua discussed for a whole night and finally called a meeting of the family. However, none of the sons-in-law and daughters-in-law attended the meeting, and the Liang family just talked behind closed doors.

As the designated spokesperson for the family, Song Chunhua spoke up, "I've discussed this with your dad. It's quite scary to have so much money at home all of a sudden. We haven't slept well these past few nights. Now we'll use 3,000 yuan to start the farm, and give another 1,000 yuan to the eldest, second, and third children's families. It doesn't matter how much, it will make life easier. We'll slowly withdraw the money later, and we can't withdraw too much at once. Baoling is at home, and we'll keep it in mind for you, and give it to you when you get married in the future."

The four children naturally had no objection.

If Liang Baozhen hadn't found out yesterday that people with village household registration cannot buy houses in the city, she would have wanted to persuade her parents to buy a small courtyard house in the city. But now it's not a bad idea to invest in a farm.

Baoling has been thinking about the farm recently and has drawn up a number of plans. Several of her brothers and sisters have also raised some questions and suggestions.

Liang Baozhen even bought some undergraduate books on aquaculture for her. "Baoling, you didn't like reading before, but now you have to work hard. If you want to run a farm yourself, you need to master scientific methods."

Liang Baoling took it seriously. She was full of energy now. "Sister, I will definitely study hard."

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When Shanshan heard that her aunt and grandma were going to start a pig farm, she dreamed of big fat pigs. The pork was so delicious!

I almost couldn't get up to go to school the next day.

She squinted her eyes and let her mother dress her. The weather was getting colder, and Shanshan had already changed out of her little skirt and put on a long-sleeved plaid shirt.

She kept her eyes closed while brushing her teeth, with only her hands moving. Xu Shengjie saw this and teased the girl, "Be careful not to get your nostrils poked by the toothbrush."

Ah! Then my nostrils will become bigger!

Shanshan didn't dare to brush her teeth with her eyes closed. She tried to open her eyes and brush her teeth seriously.

"Why are you so sleepy? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Zhou Yun couldn't help laughing when he saw his great-granddaughter's expression. She was similar to his grandson when he was a child and had difficulty getting up.

"Grandma, she had a dream last night. She said she dreamed that her aunt raised a lot of pigs, and she ate pork all night in her dream." Liang Baozhen was cooking millet porridge. She put down the spoon and went to look at the steamed buns.

The two brothers Xu Shengjie were the first to clean up. One put the steamed buns on the table, and the other brought the cooked millet porridge to the table.

Each person gets a bowl of millet porridge, two steamed buns and a plate of salted vegetables. It tastes delicious!

"Mom, when can we eat the pork raised by my aunt?"

"It's still early."

Liang Baoling and her parents just bought dozens of piglets. They have to wait for at least a few months. They have to be careful when feeding so many at once. There is a lot of knowledge involved.

For this reason, Liang Zhigao took a bottle of white wine and went to ask an old man from the next village for advice. The old man used to raise pigs for the commune, but now he has retired due to his old age and has very rich experience.

Give someone ten dollars a month and ask him to give you some advice and help you out.

"Oh, then I'll go back and take a look." Shanshan had never seen dozens of pigs before, so she was a little curious.

"Okay, you can go back and play during winter break."

Winter vacation? Shanshan suddenly realized that she was different. There was still a winter vacation!

So she began to count the days until the winter vacation.

Also looking forward to the winter vacation is the fat boy sitting in the back seat, Li Maofeng.

Pangpang is the least active student in the class. On the first day of school, he rolled around and refused to enter the classroom. However, he was weak and could not fight back, so he simply gave up.

Now he has accepted his fate, but he is not proactive.

Whatever you want.

"Li Maofeng, you should study too. The teacher will do a random check later." Shanshan's desk mate Liu Jia was somewhat dissatisfied with Pangpang's negative attitude and urged him to study.

The four people sitting in front and behind them are Xu Yunshan and Liu Jia, and behind them are Li Maofeng and Shen Nian. Students usually get familiar with the people sitting in front, behind, left and right of them first.

Recently, they are learning pinyin and have to learn bpmfdtn every day...The six classes in the first grade of elementary school are divided into the first and second floors. In the corridor, you can always hear the sounds of a group of children "bo, po, mo, fo, de, te, na".

"I already know it." Pang Pang read it to Jia Jia without any sadness or joy. There was no mistake. Jia Jia was satisfied and let him go for the time being.

The four of them form a group and need to check each other's learning progress. Jia Jia is the group leader, a particularly responsible group leader.

The team was puzzled that Shanshan did not run for the position of team leader. He poked the girl in the front seat and said, "Shanshan, why don't you be the team leader?"

After all, Shanshan was the most enthusiastic student he had ever met! No doubt about it! She left a deep impression on Pangpang on the first day of school.

Shanshan pursed her lips, feeling a little melancholy. All around her ears were the sounds of "bo, po, mo, fo, de, te, ne". How could she know that school was really not a place to play!

"I don't like going to school anymore." She originally thought that she and dozens of classmates could play together every day, play games, sing nursery rhymes, jump rope and throw sandbags... She didn't expect that she would have to attend so many classes and memorize pinyin when she got home.

How could this be?

Shanshan was tired and disillusioned. School was not what she had imagined.

"Ah?" Pangpang opened his eyelids, a little shocked, "Why don't you want to go to school? That's not right, you liked it very much before."

"Well, I don't like it now." Shanshan lay on the table, feeling aggrieved.

If it's not for fun, why are there so many students in a class?

It's such a waste for so many people to get together and not have fun!

Pang Pang was shocked and could not accept the change in Shan Shan, the positive student representative in his mind.

He poked Shanshan with his chubby fingers again, "Can you get up in the morning?"

He couldn't get up. It was too painful to get up every morning. He wanted to cry when he thought about it.

"I used to be able to get up, but now I can't because it's not fun anymore."

Pangpang understands, it depends on the mood!

The Chinese teacher walked into the classroom with a book, interrupting the noisy conversation between the students.

"Hello, classmates."

"Hello, teacher!"

"Today we will continue to learn pinyin."

In fact, the curriculum of Hongqi Primary School is similar to that of other schools. Every afternoon is mainly labor class, which trains everyone to sweep the floor and wipe the tables and chairs. This is a skill that should be cultivated from an early age.

During the afternoon labor class, Shanshan became energetic. Isn't this just playing?

A group of children were making a lot of noise in the classroom. The Chinese teacher, Mr. Yang, who was also the head teacher, assigned work tasks to everyone.

Sweep the floor, take out the trash, wipe the tables and chairs...

However, the children have difficulty concentrating, so they do their work in a sloppy manner, just to get the job done in an almost finished form.

When the work was almost done, everyone crowded out to play, skipping rubber ropes, throwing sandbags, and hopscotch.

Unfortunately, such good days are said to not last long. Jia Jia heard that she will learn more and more and take more cultural courses in the future.

In response, Pangpang held his forehead and Shanshan sighed.

I hope it will grow a little bit in the first grade.

My father was busy with business today, so my aunt came to pick up Shanshan after school. The Red Star Middle School where Xu Shengya was interning was not too far from the Hongqi Primary School, and it only took 20 minutes to get there by bike.

"Goodbye." Shanshan was very happy when school was over. She waved to her classmates and sat obediently on the back seat of her aunt's bicycle.

"Shanshan, are you happy to go to school today?" Xu Shengya knew that her niece was very talented. She was one of the rare children who was very willing to go to school, which was not common.

"Unhappy in the morning, happy in the afternoon."

"Why? What happened this morning?"

"Because I have classes in the morning, but not in the afternoon."

After listening to her niece's explanation, Xu Shengya laughed as she rode her bicycle. It seems that positivity has its limits. She was not very willing to go to school when she started.

For Shanshan, she was not only unhappy in the morning, but also unhappy in the evening, because she still had homework to do when she got home!!!

When I get home, I have to memorize the pinyin and recite it to my parents, who will then sign it.

After hearing this, Zhou Yun sighed that the school was good and the teachers were responsible. She didn't care about so many things at that time.

This made Shanshan miserable. Actually, her mother had taught her Pinyin before, but it was very uncomfortable to have to recite Pinyin after dinner. She just wanted to go to the entrance of the alley to play.

But today my mother had something to do at home and had not returned home yet, so she took the pinyin book to find my father.

"Dad, the teacher asked me to get your autograph."

Xu Shengjie knew that Hongqi Primary School was one of the few schools that attached great importance to education. Some of its teachers had studied abroad and it was clear that things were really different now.

Being able to sign my child's notebook, how should I put it, gives me a sense of pride as a parent.

However, he had long since returned all the primary school knowledge he had learned to his teacher, and now he can recite a few pinyin characters, but he can't remember the rest for the time being.

Worried about disrupting the girl's studies, he suggested, "Why not wait until your mother comes back?"

"Dad, can you please stop reciting and sign for me?" Shanshan blinked her bright eyes like gemstones and looked at her father. "I recite it every day. In fact, I know how to do it. Mom taught me."

"Want to go out and play?" Xu Shengjie saw through it at a glance.

"Um!"

"That won't work. Your mother will have to ask me when she comes back."

"But the fat dad agreed. He didn't need to memorize it and signed it for him. His dad's handwriting is very beautiful. I recognize the two big ones. It's Li Hai. Dad, the fat dad agreed. Can you agree?"

Fat dad? Li Hai? Xu Shengjie hesitated for a moment, thinking of the man at the school gate, and then he spoke, "Okay, I'll spare you this time."

"Yeah, long live Dad!" Shanshan jumped on the spot, quickly handed the notebook over, and watched her father sign his name on the notebook.

After signing, Shanshan was about to take the notebook back when her father stopped her.

Xu Shengjie looked at his wife's signature from a few days ago. It was elegant, neat and beautiful. As for his own, well, it wasn't very good-looking to begin with, and he hadn't written for many years, so he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Damn, that's a bit ugly.

Thinking of the girl's words "fat dad is written beautifully", Xu Shengjie pursed his lips.

"Dad will give it to you in a while, you go out and play first."

"Okay." Shanshan didn't care. She could take it anytime. She happily went out to play with her neighbor sister.

Liang Baozhen had something to do in Taiwan today and came back after dinner. As soon as she entered the house, she found something wrong. Xu Shengjie was writing something at the desk.

The sun is rising in the west, and Xu Shengjie is still studying?

She tiptoed to take a closer look and saw that the whole page was filled with "Xu Shengjie", probably about thirty or forty of them.

"What are you doing? Practicing names?" Liang Baozhen thought her man was crazy.

"Don't mention it, get ready to practice and go to the battlefield!" He can't lose to Li Hai!

Signature Battlefield!

Liang Baozhen naturally didn't understand what Xu Shengjie meant. It wasn't until she saw him signing the lady's book that she suddenly realized, "Why, are you still fussing about it?"

"Clothes make the man, and handwriting makes the face." Xu Shengjie's handwriting was barely readable after the sudden appearance. At least it was neat and elegant, and it was worth the effort he put into writing it.

"Okay, you are quite enlightened, Comrade Xu Shengjie. You must keep learning until you die."

Xu Shengjie felt something was wrong. What did it mean? "...Is my wife trying to imply that I'm old?"

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