Chapter 2 Chapter 2 She was holding a person!
The system was dissatisfied with Song Guogang's scolding, but Song Guogang, who had always been the emperor at home, was disobeyed for the first time and flew into a rage:
——She has become too arrogant and wild, and she doesn’t even take her father seriously!
His face turned red as liver, and he rushed over with his belt in hand: "I'm going to beat you to death, you beast!"
Song Ruan stood there as if frightened, and suddenly she jumped up, lifted the box bed, bent her waist and slipped out from under his arms.
Song Guogang was suddenly covered in the face by a flying pillowcase. He pulled it off and saw that Song Ruan had already escaped. He was so angry that he yelled at Zhang Meijuan: "You dead man! Why don't you catch her for me!"
The two men chased after him angrily, but they were a step too slow in the end.
Seeing that he was about to run out the door, Song Ruan couldn't help but smile.
A person suddenly jumped out from the door, slammed the door and locked it - it was Song Li, the second sister who had tricked the original owner into going to the countryside.
She frowned, looking distressed: "Xiao San, how did you become like this! I was confused and made a mistake, I'm sorry! But Dad asked you to get married for your own good, how could you hurt Dad like this?"
Song Ruan, who was only one step away from being freed, almost broke apart on the spot. Before she could argue, she saw Song Li had already rolled up her sleeves to catch her, and Song Guogang and his wife were about to catch up with her. She broke down on the spot:
"I just won't marry! You're going to marry someone just for their good conditions! You're going to marry into their family! I'm their elder sister, and you're their father. What's wrong with making some sacrifices for your son and daughter? You have to sell your daughter to raise your son. Why did you give birth to a child when you're such a loser? I hate you!"
After the majestic roar, the depression in her heart seemed to dissipate a little. Before she had time to appreciate it carefully, she looked up and met Song Guogang's distorted face. She recalled her situation belatedly:
system! System help!
[…I cursed, but not much]
At least it's progress. Maybe this is her first step in learning to be tough.
The system tries hard to maintain an optimistic attitude.
"Wuwuwu system, help me open the door, or let me run faster."
It couldn't hold it anymore and said angrily:
[Run, run, run, just run!] How can you be so useless! 】
It opened the system page and operated for a while, and even spent some of its own points, and then "snapped" the confirmation button:
[Reward for 'Strong enough to pull up mountains and powerful enough to conquer the world' for half a day!] 】
[You slap him!] ! 】
[Slap him!] ! ! ! 】
Due to this delay, Song Guogang rushed to her and hit him on the head with the belt.
Behind her, Song Li "inadvertently" blocked her retreat.
Song Ruan tried to pull Song Li away, but she ignored the strength given by the system and failed to brake. Instead, she lifted Song Li up.
With a snap, the belt fell heavily on Song Li.
"ah--!"
Song Ruan: Ah… uh uh uh?
A shrill scream came from above her head, and she realized that she had lifted a person. Looking at Song Li's face twisted in pain, she raised her head with force in fear.
Song Li drew a parabola in the air and landed heavily in the distance. This time she couldn't even scream.
Song Guogang was furious and slapped Song Ruan in the face: "I think you are going to rebel against the heavens, and you dare to push your sister to take the beating for you!"
Song Ruan shook his legs, closed his eyes and pushed hard.
There was a loud bang, and Song Guogang was blown five or six meters away in front of Zhang Meijuan's horrified gaze, knocking over the benches, tables and chairs along the way with great force. Finally, he hit the wall with a bang, and slowly slid down, completely stunned.
Song Li, who was humming on the ground, suddenly stopped. She froze her body and dared not move, for fear of attracting Song Ruan's attention.
Zhang Meijuan screamed and rushed over: "Jiabao's father!!"
Song Guogang stood up shakily, his hands twisted and drooped stiffly after hitting the wall, his lips trembling: "You ungrateful wolf, you are such an ungrateful wolf, you dare to hit your old man - when did you become so strong?"
Song Ruan didn't listen, but turned her hands over and over in amazement.
Zhang Meijuan said sharply, "Song Ruan, how could you lay hands on your father? You are being unfilial!"
Song Ruan continued to look at his hands: Wow OVO
"Song Ruan!!!"
Her back straightened up instantly, and she wanted to explain reflexively: "I didn't..."
The anti-sperm system was honking wildly in her mind.
Song Ruan changed the subject: "I am actively resisting the selling of daughters for fame and fortune, exploitation and oppression! Comrade Lei Feng said that we should treat this kind of decadent ideology like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves!"
Feeling that it was not quite presentable enough and afraid that they would not understand, she hesitated for a moment and raised her hand: "Qiu Feng."
"Sweep the fallen leaves." He imitated the previous action and waved his hand in the air.
Song Guogang's neck was bulging with veins. He took off his shoes and was about to rush over again, but Zhang Meijuan held him back tightly: "Jiabao's father! Let's go to the hospital first!"
The pain from his arm was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head. His face turned pale and blue, and he finally yelled, "Wait until I come back and I'll take care of you!"
Seeing that Zhang Meijuan took a long time to open the door, she yelled at Song Li again: "You stupid guy, why are you locking the door in broad daylight!"
Song Li had been waiting for her parents to beat Song Ruan into submission so that they would take her job, but instead she was beaten and scolded by her parents. She felt so hurt and wronged that tears streamed down her face.
But she could see that Song Guogang had been humiliated by Song Ruan and was just looking for a vent, so she didn't dare to talk back or act like a spoiled brat as usual. In the end, she could only glare at Song Ruan with resentment and staggered out.
The door was closed hastily.
The room was silent.
The breath that Song Ruan had been holding on to instantly dissipated, and his legs were still shaking as he fell onto the stool.
Wow, this is so scary.
The anti-semen system is about to shut down.
How could it be so blind as to bind such a thing?
When it was scanning, Song Ruan was very active. He was a time traveler, and it was obvious that he was a good candidate for arguing with others.
Who would have thought that this was a dud, with everything going on in my mind and in my mouth!
Isn’t this a scam! !
But it has already been tied up. What else can it do? It pinched its nose, tried to adjust its mentality, and started to follow the process.
Song Ruan listened carefully and summarized it simply: you can gain points by arguing with others, and you can exchange the points for things from the system mall.
Although it didn't sound like a serious system, it had all the qualifications - and she was even shown a shiny golden work ID.
Things purchased in the system can be temporarily placed in the system warehouse and retrieved when needed. In addition, she has a small space of three cubic meters to store her own things. If she wants a larger one, she has to exchange it with her essence value.
She cast her eyes towards the light screen, on which were a variety of icons, ranging from daily necessities to various magical props - such as the 'Strength to Pull Mountains and Courage to Overcome the World' that had just made her stronger, it had everything.
However, some icons have gray locks on them.
When he saw his transaction records, he looked puzzled:
She had just done it three times, which showed that she had gained a total of thirteen points of fighting spirit. One "Strength to Pull Mountains and Courage to Overcome the World" required fifty points of fighting spirit, which was not even half of it. However, she still had three points left in her account - enough to buy a bun.
Wrong calculation?
But she didn't dare to say it directly - this system is as fierce as its name - she pursed her lips and said tactfully: "Then, I still have three points left, is it because of the novice gift package or something?"
[Big guy, that was posted by me! After you redeemed the money, you scolded someone again and issued three new points. 】
Speaking of this anti-system, I want to spit fire again - who is as miserable as it is, having to pay to go to work on the first day!
"Ah, ah, thank you, system." Song Ruan was a little flattered. "How about you take these three points first, and I will pay you back the rest slowly, so that you won't suffer any loss."
It’s over, you’re still a naive person!
The anti-essence system choked for a while and said unhappily: "Keep it for yourself, what do I need from you?"
Song Ruan said sincerely: "System, you are such a good person, ah no, a good system."
【……】
With mixed feelings, it went to the system forum and posted: #Who knows, I started a high-end game - the bound host is a soft and naive person, but my god, this is a very annoying system#
[Administrator's note: I have detected that you are using uncivilized language, violating the forum rules, and will be banned from the forum for 24 hours]
The anti-system: I used * to write it, so why am I judged to have violated the rules?
I FU*K**￥@#^%*mp
Just as he was picking up the keyboard and fighting fiercely with the administrator, he saw out of the corner of his eye that the silly white sweet jumped up, rushed into Song's father and mother's room, and stopped in front of a locked cabinet.
After hesitating for a moment, he opened the lock and started searching with his butt sticking out.
What are you doing? 】
It couldn't help but ask.
Song Ruan found the household registration book from a pile of rags and papers, wiped it with shining eyes, and walked out with it in her pocket: "I have to sell my job quickly while they are too busy in the hospital, so that I can have more money when I go to the countryside."
She has found a suitable candidate in the original owner's memory - Accountant Yu from the textile factory.
Accountant Yu had a distant relative in the Revolutionary Committee. He had some power but not much. He had been looking for a job for his daughter but to no avail. Now that he saw that his daughter was going to go to the countryside, he became increasingly anxious and angry, and he was the best person to take the blame for her behavior.
Sure enough, before Song Ruan finished speaking, Accountant Yu stood up suddenly, excited and a little bit unbelievable: "Are you really going to sell your job?"
The policy on going to the countryside is getting stricter day by day. Which leader doesn't have children and relatives? The competition for a position is as fierce as that for a black chicken eye. How can she get one?
Now Song Ruan says he wants to sell jobs. Isn't this a pie in the sky?
Song Ruan lowered her head: "My second sister didn't want to go to the countryside, but you know my parents, they are just workers and have no connections, so she signed me up. Now the notice has come down, in the Northeast, but my family didn't even prepare a quilt for me... I have to plan for myself."
"Yes! You should think about yourself." Accountant Yu agreed eagerly, but then realized that this seemed like rubbing salt into someone's wounds. She was a little embarrassed and tried to show sympathy. "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you suffer. You are a front-line worker, and you can basically sell for 550 yuan outside. I will give you 600 yuan, and also give you 30 kilograms of national food coupons, 5 industrial coupons, and 2 kilograms of sugar coupons."
Seeing that Song Ruan seemed to be still a little hesitant, he remembered that she had just said that there was no quilt, and gritted his teeth: "My family just happened to have a new quilt, I'll give it to you!"
She has to occupy this position first. As for whether they are front-line workers or not - they are all in the textile factory, under her nose. How can she let her daughter be tired?
Song Ruan calculated in her mind: the original owner had just been converted to a regular employee, with a monthly salary of 23.5 yuan, and even if she didn't eat or drink for two years it would only be 564 yuan. Six hundred yuan was indeed not a small amount, not to mention the extra tickets and quilts.
She reminded him, "That's right, I'm afraid my parents will find out..."
But she was not too worried about the outcome of the transaction, after all, her parents were "just workers with no connections."
As expected, Accountant Yu waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "It doesn't matter!"
If you can’t snatch it from that group of leaders, how can you snatch it from the Song family? Besides, if there weren’t any problems, it wouldn’t be her turn.
She pushed Song Ruan into the chair, poured her a cup of tea enthusiastically, and reluctantly grabbed a handful of fruit candy for her: "Sit for a while, I'll go home to get the money, and we'll do this now."
Don’t let the cooked duck fly away!
Song Ruan felt embarrassed but silently puffed out her pockets - sugar was a good thing in this era and she was so poor now.
She could feel that Accountant Yu was really anxious. She had only finished half of her tea when Accountant Yu and his family came running over, panting.
Following at the end should be her daughter, carrying a quilt tied into a square with ropes on her back, with a smile on her face, like a happy little turtle.
After being hit by Director Yu, he realized that he was too happy. He glanced at Song Ruan and a heavy expression appeared on his face.
After the formalities were completed and she got the official employment documents, she looked left and right and finally couldn't help it. She stuffed the quilt into her mother's hands, turned around and ran out of the office.
Song Ruan faintly heard the giggling sound coming from the door: ...
Accountant Yu, who also heard it, said:
She smiled awkwardly:
"This child... this child..." Looking at Song Ruan, who was about the same age as her daughter, she didn't have the nerve to say "young and ignorant", so she decisively changed the subject: "This is the bill we agreed on before. I'm old and I'm afraid I'll miss some, can you count it again?"
Seeing Song Ruan nod after counting, she smiled a little, "This quilt is a bit heavy, shall I deliver it to your door?"
Song Ruan could tell that this was just a polite remark, so she quickly refused: "No, no, I'm strong, thank you."
It was not until the transaction was completed and Song Ruan walked out of the textile factory carrying a quilt that the anti-jing system finally came to its senses and the CPU became excited.
This is not completely stupid, there is still hope for its KPI!
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