I darted back in a few quick steps, and after a flurry of digging and scraping, I found another box. It's confirmed, this family really loves boxes.
The small bedroom next door should belong to Lin Jianshe. There was a stack of banknotes in the drawer, about two hundred. This culprit almost took her life again. She accepted it without hesitation.
Inside the wardrobe were two new military overcoats; I put them away.
There was even a radio that was practically brand new. Although she didn't like things that others had used, this kind of thing was quite rare and precious these days. Even if she didn't need it herself, it would be a great gift to give away. She had to accept it.
There wasn't much in the living room, just a dining table, and in the corner covered by a cloth, wow, a sewing machine!
It seems the Lin family's wedding wasn't a lie after all; they probably already found a partner. They've prepared two of these three essential items, so the other person must be no ordinary person. In that case, it has nothing to do with her. Take it away!
After sweeping around the kitchen, I realized there was no cellar upstairs and everything was piled up against the wall. I quickly picked out a clay pot, a kitchen knife, a coal stove, and some coal briquettes from the corner. Finally, considering the situation outside, I decided to put away the large iron pot on the stove as well.
Little did she know, this was hard to come by. The building was small, and there were only a few people in the entire residential area. Wang Hongmei often boasted about it.
She didn't care about any of that. Her main criteria for choosing things was practicality and annoyance. If they didn't bother her again, that would be the end of it. But if they came back, they couldn't blame her for being impolite.
I strolled back to the hospital, and only a sliver of dawn was breaking on the horizon; the hospital was still quiet.
She easily flipped back into the ward, and Jian Dan was now fully awake. She simply took out the boxes from earlier. The light had been dim, but now she could see that they were indeed made of sandalwood.
Perhaps because they were so confident in hiding things, there wasn't even a lock, let alone a mechanism; they simply opened it with a casual gesture, which immediately startled them.
No wonder the weight was off; we dug out a whole box of gold bars from under the bed.
On the wall behind the bed is a box of neatly arranged RMB notes, 10,000 yuan, and a savings account with 50,000 yuan.
On the contrary, the one under the wardrobe was more normal, with a full six thousand yuan and half a box of various receipts.
Although only two days had passed, Jian Dan had already basically grasped the current situation. A worker's monthly wage was 28 yuan, and rice cost 13 cents per pound, yet only a few could afford to eat it during holidays. Under these circumstances, the Lin family's ability to hide tens of thousands of yuan was undoubtedly not theirs. As for where it came from, it was likely one of those things: confiscation of property, theft, etc. However, Jian Dan felt there was an inextricable connection to her own family. Mainly, the Lin family had indeed been poor farmers for eight generations, and the only wealthy family they could be associated with was her own.
Thinking about it, she remembered her own family. In a flash, she unearthed something from the original owner's memories: her family seemed to have two courtyards left behind by the two old men. After all, everyone knew about their donation of the family property, so no one dared to touch the courtyards openly for the time being. But considering the next few years, she decided to go and take a look first.
Soon it was dawn, and the doctor came to check on him again. The throat injury could only be treated by resting, and his head was re-dressed and bandaged. He was instructed to only eat liquid food, and then he was discharged from the hospital.
Simple walked back slowly, stopping to greet those on their way to work. What should have been a ten-minute walk took almost an hour. Naturally, it had an effect. With the help of the aunties and grandmas who were there yesterday, almost the entire factory area knew about what happened yesterday, and Simple quietly became famous.
The first thing I did when I got home was to go to my parents' room, find the keys to the two courtyards, and collect all the family's valuables.
Jian Liye and Su Wenqing were quite well-off. With Su Wenqing's dowry and Jian Liye's pension, they had a total of 20,000 yuan in cash, plus a savings account with 20,000 yuan. Not to mention the gold bars and antiques, they instantly became millionaires.
Pack your things away and head to those two courtyards first.
When I run into a neighbor outside, I greet them openly and naturally. Those two courtyards are in the public eye, so I'm not afraid of being asked; I'm just afraid of not being asked.
Both courtyards were in the Dongcheng District, and it took almost an hour to get there, including walking and resting.
The courtyard, which had been empty for several years, had lost its aesthetic appeal, and that wasn't what she came for.
She went straight into the bedroom, moved the bed, and flipped up a floor tile. There was a pull ring there. Her grandfather, Jian Guowei, had brought her here to play when she was little. After playing for a few minutes, she went down the steps to a long, narrow basement. She remembered that it was connected to the basement of her maternal grandfather's yard next door. The basement was over 100 square meters and was filled with boxes. She only had one action: to pack them up.
After receiving the furniture from one end to the other, there was no need for Grandpa's yard to be shown anymore. The bed was put back in its original state, and all the other unused furniture in the house was put away. Jian Guowei was particular about furniture, and it was all made of good wood. It would be a waste if it were ruined.
Since it wasn't close to the factory, she simply wrapped herself up and went to the post office to withdraw all the money from her savings account. This was Beijing, so it was more convenient. Who knew what the future held? Anyway, she had somewhere to keep it, and cash was more reassuring.
The Lin family kept 50,000 yuan, plus their own 20,000 yuan, but the post office staff asked about it. The passbook was anonymous, and besides, this was the capital city.
There's an old saying that even a falling stone can bring someone into the ranks of a sixth-rank official, and that's not entirely unfounded. It still applies today. Not to mention high-ranking officials, there are still quite a few wealthy people. I easily and smoothly carried out a large bag of cash and stored it in my spatial storage when I got to a secluded place.
Perhaps because people were going to work or school, there weren't many people on the road.
Along the way, Jian Da also pondered her future. Staying wasn't out of the question, but now that her nominal fiancé's family, the Lin family, was bullying her like this, let alone others, she, an orphan, couldn't keep using such a powerful figurehead every time.
Furthermore, the two old men, Jian Guowei and Su Yuanshan, had established a very good image in the early stages, so no one has questioned that the family property they handed over was not all of it. It's fine now, but in a couple of years, all sorts of monsters and demons will come out, and they'll want to dig something out of the ground. How will she face them then? What good is high martial arts? In this era, martial arts can only solve part of the problem.
From this perspective, it seems that going to the countryside is the only option left.
For now, going to the countryside only has two advantages that are not really advantages.
One reason is that the rural outreach program has just begun, and the rural areas are not yet so resistant to educated youth.
Secondly, if she takes the initiative, shouldn't we be able to give her some preferential treatment?
She looked up and saw a state-run restaurant. "Great!" she thought excitedly as she headed inside. But when she got to the door, she realized, "Damn it, my throat is injured. I can only eat liquids." She was so angry that she was drooling over the aroma of braised pork, but she had no choice but to turn around and leave with difficulty.
That's across the street, the supply and marketing cooperative!
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