The next day, early morning.
There was a knock on Tie Lanyan's door.
At the gate stood two police officers in uniform:
"Comrade Tie Lanyan, right? I have reported that you are involved in a murder case. I need you to go to the Public Security Bureau to assist in the investigation..."
Zhang Cui was killed last night, and Hu Zhu had his tendons cut off and was in a coma all night.
This morning Hu Xiaolian entered their room and discovered this tragic case.
When the public security comrades asked her about the specific situation, the first suspect she thought of was Tie Lanyan.
"It's Tie Lanyan! She locked us in the storage room for three days, let people steal everything from my house, and now she killed my mother. She is a demon!"
In response, Tie Lanyan expressed that she felt very wronged.
"Comrade Public Security, look at my body. A gust of wind can blow me down. Can I kill you?"
"Besides, my neighbors all know that my cousin Zhang Cui and her family are very kind to me, so why should I lock them up in the storage room?"
"And her house was emptied overnight. That must have required a lot of effort. How can a girl like me do that?"
"Comrade Public Security, I seriously suspect that Comrade Hu Yulian was provoked by my mother's death and would slander me like this!"
The public security comrades originally thought that he was too capable, but now they are more certain after listening to Tie Lanyan's explanation.
"Okay, we will investigate this matter thoroughly, you can go back first."
In this way, Tie Lanyan stayed in the Public Security Bureau until an hour later and left.
Hu Xiaolian soon caught up.
She tugged at Tie Lanyan's sleeve with a mad look on her face, gnashing her teeth and saying:
"It's you... it's you 놊 yes?!"
"I know what you are talking about." Tie Lanyan looked at her with a smile:
"But there is one thing I am sure of: the frontier where you are sent is very hard and poor, and you will return after you leave."
This sentence sounds extremely familiar.
Hu Xiaolian's face turned pale, and she trembled as she spoke:
"It was you...you overheard our conversation...you wanted revenge and destroyed our family!"
"How can you say that? Do you have any evidence?"
Tie Lanyan sneered and walked away.
Hu Xiaolian walked home in a daze.
Before I even got home, several aunties from the street office came to my door.
"Comrade Hu Xiaolian, the train is about to leave, why are you still at home? Come on, follow us quickly!"
No matter how hard Hu Xiaolian tried to resist and scream, she was still carried away by the aunts.
What awaits her is a difficult, dusty road.
Those who harm 그 will eventually harm 껧, and those who practice righteousness will surely die!
......
After leaving the Public Security Bureau, Tie Lanyan went to the scrap yard.
Zhang Cui's family solved it and the original owner's revenge.
She is now in a better mood to stock up.
The junkyard is a good place for female protagonists to shop.
Then she must punch in.
"I love money, I love money, I really love money. Having money makes me happy, really happy~"
Tie Lanyan hummed a song and came to the gate of the waste station.
There is a big man guarding the door.
Hey, this is the standard for scrap yards in this era.
Another sentence: "Don't take what you should take" is a good way to make things more interesting.
Tie Lanyan said the heroine's behavior according to the era, and handed over three cents:
"Master, there is no paper at home to start a fire. I want to find some newspapers to start a fire."
The master's eyes became sharp, and he smoked the cigarette in his hand:
"You can buy a bunch of waste paper books for three cents. Why don't you just go to school to buy them? Why go to the waste station? What's your purpose?!"
As soon as he stood up and called out, Tie Lanyan ran away in a flash.
Your grandpa is still your grandpa, you can find out that!
Wrong decision, try again!
Ten minutes later, the waste stood under a big tree.
Tie Lanyan dressed up as a middle-aged woman and looked over with a cute look.
If you find yourself entering the waste station, you just need to say hello to the master.
"Master Li, I'll go in and take a look!"
"Okay, don't take what you should take!"
Mm, this tastes just right.
20 minutes later.
The man who had walked away before came back, carrying a table with a missing leg in his hands.
"Master, my family is short of a dining table. Please see how much this would cost me."
Grandpa: "Give me 5 cents as a token of my appreciation."
"Okay, thank you, Master Li!"
Tie Lanyan: ...
So simple? It turns out she was the one who made it complicated before.
Tie Lanyan greeted Master Li according to that method, but she didn't expect that he would really let her pass.
Hehe, it’s a good surprise.
This scrapyard was converted from a dilapidated warehouse, and the things inside were in disarray and piled everywhere.
There were old furniture, books and papers scattered all over the floor, broken china, and other miscellaneous items.
There was no one inside at this moment, so Tie Lanyan immediately started searching.
After searching among the piles of old furniture, I didn't find the so-called huanghuali wood and golden nanmu that were popular in that era.
But I did find some furniture pieces that were missing some parts.
Put some of it into the space and use it as firewood later.
As for the table legs, Tie Lanyan knocked them until her fingers were swollen, but she couldn't find a single hollow one.
We are all stupid, of course we take away the good things in advance.
Picking up leaks means naturally picking up the leftovers.
Tielanyan’s main theme is to follow your heart.
Continue to pick.
Hey, there are a lot of things hidden in those dusty books.
Various original domestic and foreign Scripts say that they must be collected, just in time to relieve fatigue.
There are also some torn ancient paintings, which is a pity.
Tie Lanyan still put all the fragments into the space.
When conditions permit in the future, I can let an ancient painting restorer handle it, and I think it may still have value.
Medical books, foreign equipment books, translation books, paintings, magazines, etc. are all collected.
There are quite a few blue and white porcelains among the broken porcelain.
Keep it. It will be nice to repair it and use it as a decoration.
There were also some in the junk pile, such as opera props and costumes, and some broken musical instruments.
Collect, collect, collect!
Tie Lanyan operated like a tiger and collected everything she liked.
She didn't say anything polite.
Anyway, these are all waste and are worthless at the moment.
If she doesn't take it, someone else will take it, and it will definitely be destroyed.
Although I didn't find anything of great value, today's harvest was not bad.
Tie Lanyan's attitude is as optimistic as ever.
Perhaps it was this mentality that moved me.
늀Just when she was about to give up, something unexpected happened.
She unexpectedly found an old locked copper kettle in a hidden corner.
The surface of this old copper kettle is green in color, and the mottled marks on it show that it has a long history.
The key is that the lock on the copper kettle is embedded and cannot be opened without a key.
I guess that's the case, 꺳 will be abandoned here.
It is difficult for others to open this lock.
But for Tie Lanyan, that was the meaning.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
