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The family division agreement, two huge IOUs, a new household registration book, and grain ration certificates were placed in front of Mr. and Mrs. Song.
Song Yan recounted in detail the process of dividing the family property, the role of the IOU, and the terms of the division.
Song Ma couldn't help but burst into tears.
Mr. Song was trembling so much that he couldn't even pick up the family division agreement to take a look.
Song Ma's crying startled the doctors, nurses, and other patients in the ward.
Song Yan explained, "I heard that we were dividing up the house and the family, and I was so excited that I couldn't hold back my tears! I'll be fine after crying for a while."
Everyone felt sorry for this person.
Once Song's parents had calmed down a bit, Song Yan said, "I've done everything I could and should have done. Except for Song Huadong, who didn't suffer much, I've dealt with everyone else in this family. Dad, I'm entrusting Song Huadong to you!"
Song Huadong didn't receive any punishment. But you'll have to avenge my mother for the beating she suffered.
"I know, I know." Mr. Song's eyes darted around, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
Song Yan has done her best to remove all obstacles from her parents' lives. If they still can't live a good life after all this, Song Yan really has no other choice.
We bought food at the hospital cafeteria and the three of us ate a meal.
Mr. and Mrs. Song were genuinely happy. One minute they were talking about what the apartment was like, the next they were saying the whole family should go buy new clothes! They hadn't bought new clothes in so many years. Then they were discussing what Song Yan liked to eat and what they would cook for him in the future…
Let them dream about their future! Song Yan should go do her own thing.
I didn't manage to buy any secondhand goods last time, so I have to go again.
However, she definitely wouldn't dare go back to that place. Song Yan found out the address of another scrap metal recycling station and went there.
There are only two staff members at the scrap metal recycling station: one weighs the items and the other pays the money.
They heard that Song Yan wanted to buy some used furniture, so they let him go in and choose for himself.
The scrap metal yard really does collect scrap. It's filled with piles and piles of scrap: waste newspapers, waste books, waste paper, scrap metal…
"Young lady, what would you like to buy?" Just then, the old man came in after weighing the items.
"My family just separated, and we have nothing of value left. Are there any useful items we can use?"
"If you walk this way, you'll see some jars and pots." Leading Song Yan around a pile of things, there were many jars on the shelves behind, and a vat on the ground.
Upon closer inspection, the large vat has a dark bluish-green exterior – is this what's known as green glaze? There are also red spots, the colors are quite vibrant. The interior is smooth, and the bottom is convex; I don't know if there's a mark on the bottom. Regardless of whether it's an antique or not, at least it's in good condition and can be used as a water vat!
Song Yan: "Grandpa, how much can this sell for? It can be used as a water tank."
"This looks like something someone confiscated? Take a look around some more. If you need anything else, I'll ask the manager later." The old man was quite easy to talk to.
There were many jars on the shelf. Song Yan looked for those without any chips and bought five of them, in various sizes. They were all good for storing things and pickling vegetables.
After the old man watched Song Yan finish choosing his items, I led him to the scrap metal area. "There's an iron bed here, it was collected as scrap metal, do you think it'll be usable?"
Song Yan was overjoyed when he saw it. "It's definitely usable." The only problem was the lack of a wooden plank. This was much better than the original bed in the side room.
Other people can find treasures in the scrap yard. Song Yan didn't find anything. He just found that strange-looking jar.
That is, there are many old books that Song Yan plans to carefully flip through.
The books emitted a musty smell when flipped through, which drove the old man away. Let Song Yan flip through them himself…
Song Yan flipped to his high school textbook.
The educated youth only had one set of books, which they shared among themselves. Now that they saw them, they definitely had to buy them. Surprisingly, there were quite a few old medical books, including "Anatomy," "Internal Medicine," and "Gynecology," as well as Volumes 1, 2, and 5 of the "Compendium of Materia Medica."
Song Yan was exhausted and covered in sweat, having found no more copies of the *Compendium of Materia Medica*. These were all valuable items. Song Yan had picked out about twenty or thirty pounds of old books.
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