Liu Xiuqin suddenly lunged at him and grabbed his trouser leg: "No! You can't leave! What will happen to Fuqiang if you leave!"
Du Jianshan kicked her away: "Do whatever you want! It's none of my business!"
"Severing ties with you is a notification, not a discussion!"
Liu Xiuqin slumped to the ground, her eyes glazed over: "You...you really want to be this heartless?"
Du Jianshan turned and walked into the house: "Heartless? When you were scheming against me, weren't you heartless?"
A weak, cursing voice came from behind: "You little...brat...wait until I get back from the hospital...I'll kill you..."
Liu Xiuqin hurriedly helped Li Guodong up, then turned her head and said fiercely, "Du Jianshan, you just wait! You're not allowed to leave until you get back! Otherwise, I'll make sure you never have a peaceful life again!"
Du Jianshan didn't even turn his head before slamming the door shut.
The sound of unsteady footsteps came from outside and gradually faded into the distance.
Du Jianshan finally breathed a sigh of relief and plopped down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).
He pulled out the property deed, rubbed it a couple of times, and suddenly burst out laughing: "They've all gotten out of here and still want to control me? Dream on!"
Du Jianshan sneered, got up and walked to the broken wooden box in the corner.
The box was covered in a thick layer of dust, and the lock was rusted shut.
He grabbed a stool and smashed it open with a loud bang, revealing neatly stacked Old Du's belongings inside.
A set of faded work clothes, two Little Red Books, and a yellowed family photo.
The father in the photo has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he is smiling brightly as he hugs his son who was a child.
Next to her, Liu Xiuqin's face, which was burned with a cigarette butt by Du Jianshan when she was young.
"Dad, your son has avenged you."
Du Jianshan wiped his face, stuffed the photo into his pocket, turned around and swung a stool at Li Guodong's most treasured camphor wood box.
"Snap!"
The trunk lid cracked open, and brand-new woolen overcoats and leather shoes fell out.
Du Jianshan grinned and put the box and clothes into his spatial storage.
I'll teach you an old dog to dress like a proper human being and wear my dad's stuff every day!
These belts and shoes, weren't they all bought with his father's pension?
It is said that one is obligated to those who pay the bills.
But this old dog is shameless enough to wear it without a care in the world.
I told you to wear it! Wear my ass!
They even cut up all the underwear with scissors!
Next up is the chest of drawers.
"Splash!"
The drawer was pulled out and turned upside down, causing two stacks of cloth ration coupons to flutter down.
Du Jianshan whistled: "Oh, you've been hiding it pretty well, haven't you?"
He casually swept all the soap and matches that Liu Xiuqin had saved up for half a year into the space.
They took the cabinets and mirrors away together, leaving not a single nail behind!
He turned and went to Li Fuqiang's room.
This grandson was sleeping like a quail, so Du Jianshan kicked him to the ground.
Li Fuqiang grunted twice and then started snoring again.
Lifting the kang mat revealed a handwritten copy of "The Heart of a Young Girl" that Li Fuqiang had secretly hidden underneath.
Du Jianshan chuckled; this thing was enough to get that kid shot, and he casually stuffed it into his pocket as a bargaining chip.
After wandering around the house for a long time, nothing was left; even the curtains had been torn away by Du Jianshan.
And the bed frame...
Du Jianshan stroked his chin and remained silent for a moment before grinning.
With a wave of his hand, the hand-carved wooden bed was stored away in his space.
Even Li Fuqiang's clothes were stripped off completely.
"I'll freeze you to death, you little bastard!"
We can't overlook the kitchen either.
The big iron pot on the stove? Put it away!
A metal kitchen knife? Take it!
We'll even take away your pickle jar!
There were also cutting boards, pickling jars, cured meat on the wall, and rice in the rice bin—not a single piece was left.
Even thieves would shake their heads at this.
Finally, standing in the main room and looking around, the whole house looked like it had been attacked by bandits, with only four walls and footprints all over the floor.
Du Jianshan suddenly fixed his gaze on the roof beam.
Li Guodong keeps touching that spot, there must be something there!
He simply picked up the axe and started chopping away.
As expected, an oil paper package was pulled out the moment the roof beam collapsed.
When I opened it, I almost burst out laughing.
A full thirty jin of national grain coupons!
The old dog's savings for his funeral!
Even after ransacking the house like this, we still haven't found the bankbook.
That old dog must have it on his person.
I have to go there tomorrow; I can't leave them any.
This was left to him by his father, why should this despicable couple enjoy it?
"Fine, so you want to send me to the hospital? I'll personally see you off to your death!"
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