Forcing herself to open her eyes and seeing no one in the room, she secretly used her consciousness to take out fever-reducing medicine from her spatial storage, quickly swallowed one tablet, and then fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, I saw Aunt Zhou, who was calling out weakly:

Aunt Zhou

"Mianmian, you're awake."

"Thank you, Aunt Zhou."

"No need to thank me, Mianmian, wait a moment, Aunt Zhou will go call the doctor."

The doctor arrived shortly after, examined her, and said to me and Aunt Zhou, "Mianmian's fever has subsided. She can be discharged after a little more observation."

"Thank you, doctor."

"Mianmian, please accept my condolences. You must be strong. You are a descendant of soldiers." The doctor didn't know how to comfort the young child before him, and could only say...

"I know, Uncle, I will be strong and won't let Mom and Dad down."

"Good boy"

Aunt Zhou stood to the side, secretly wiping away her tears.

When I saw this, I said, "Aunt Zhou, I'm fine. I knew this day would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

"Mianmian, my Mianmian!" Upon hearing this, Aunt Zhou could no longer hold back and hugged me, crying.

When I heard Aunt Zhou crying, I couldn't help myself either, but I bit my lip tightly to stop myself from crying out loud. I just let the tears flow. I knew that only by crying it out would it be best for my body and mind. Otherwise, if something happened, I might have to go see the King of Hell, which would go against my parents' wish for me to live a good life.

So I stayed in the hospital for another day. Hospital leaders and doctors who were on good terms with my mother came to see me and comfort me. Even those who weren't good at comforting people would come and sit with me. That's how people are these days; they're all kind-hearted.

The next day, Aunt Zhou accompanied me out of the hospital and back to the military compound. Everyone in the compound knew that their parents had sacrificed their lives, and at that moment I saw their eyes filled with pity.

But what about in a few days? What kind of look will they give you then?

"Mianmian, why don't you come to my house first?" Zhou Tao said, looking at the small courtyard in front of him.

"No, Aunt Zhou, I want to go home and visit."

"All right"

"If you need anything, just call out in the yard. Aunt Zhou has been home these past few days."

I know Aunt Zhou took the day off specifically to take care of me. I said, "Okay, Aunt Zhou, I know. Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Okay, then don't cook lunch, Aunt Zhou will cook for you."

I knew that refusing again would hurt Aunt Zhou's feelings, so I said, "Okay, Aunt Zhou."

"Then let's go in."

"Sigh," and so I returned to the home I had left more than half a month ago, but now I'll be all alone in this house from now on.

No, we can't say "in the future." This courtyard belongs to the military. My parents are no longer here, and the military could take it back at any time. My family is just living here temporarily.

Thinking of this, he quickly closed the door, went inside, sat down, thought for a moment, and then quickly slipped into his spatial dimension to take out all the money and tickets his parents had saved over the years.

These things were originally stored in a hidden box under the closet in my parents' bedroom. I would take them out and put them in the box whenever their colleagues went on missions. Even though this is a military area, we can't always guarantee safety, can we?

Over the years, my parents have earned a considerable amount of money. In addition to three savings accounts totaling 10,000 yuan, we have 540.9 yuan in cash and some receipts, such as bicycle receipts, radio receipts, sewing machine receipts, and watch receipts. There are four or five of each of these.

There were also industrial coupons, quite a few of them, I counted about 800, and 285 jin of national grain coupons, sugar coupons, thermos coupons, cloth coupons, etc. Each kind of coupon was in a small bundle, and they all looked like they were from this year, most of them were valid until the end of the year. It seems that the old coupons have all been exchanged. Many of these coupons were for people to use when they went to university. Seeing this, tears welled up again. Now there was no one else in the space, so I could all have a good cry. Half an hour later, my eyes were swollen.

These eight large yellow croakers weigh 2,500 grams each, and at the current gold price, they are worth about 50,000 yuan. There are also 120 sets of the first set of RMB banknotes, as well as legal tender and various coins from the Republic of China era.

Over the years, my parents have given me five complete sets of the first series of RMB banknotes as New Year's money and pocket money, as well as 703.51 yuan. These are all stacks of bills, all from this year.

The night before my parents went on a mission, I told myself that I would suffer because they weren't home, and that I could buy whatever I wanted to eat, wear new clothes, or have candy.

Actually, there's no need to buy them. We always keep several tubs of malted milk powder at home, and even have six packs of milk powder. These are all things that my mom traded with others, and we keep quite a lot at home too! Therefore, whenever my parents go on a mission, I put all the money, food, and anything I see that I consider valuable into my storage space, just in case someone dares to climb over the wall.

I counted out the money I had; I had 0.41 yuan in total. I took out 2244.41 yuan and put the rest in a small box. I put 1500 yuan in a biscuit tin on the bookshelf in my study. The rest I put in the biscuit tin on my desk so I could use it whenever I needed it.

After preparing the money, I left the space and walked around each room, getting a general idea of ​​what was in the house.

Then I sat in the courtyard thinking about what to do next. It was the summer of 1964, and to be honest, things were getting a bit unsettled in the city.

Although she was an orphan and a family member of a martyr, she still faced difficulties making a living over the next ten years.

In addition, her parents' pension and subsidies will arrive in a few days, making her a highly sought-after person living in the city. Everyone would want to take a bite out of her. Most importantly, she values ​​her reputation very much now, as a single word of criticism could drown her.

It's better to leave, but there are a few things to do before leaving. My parents need to be laid to rest, and then there's the matter of the pension. After that, I'll go talk to Uncle Shen about going to the countryside. With Uncle Shen's political intuition, he'll definitely agree to let me go. I'm just afraid that Aunt Zhou will be reluctant to let me go.

However, the two families had always been like one family. He couldn't tell the truth about what happened in the next ten years or so, but he had to remind Uncle Shen, otherwise his conscience wouldn't allow it.

Another even more important thing is to put all the things from the two houses my parents used to live in into a storage space. I'm not comfortable with where to put them.

Finally, it's important to prepare the items for the trip to the countryside in advance. Aunt Zhou knows these things at home better than anyone else, and they definitely can't be left behind.