"Director Chen, could you please lend me two comrades from the Security Department? I want to go back to the tube building to get my things out."

"I'm afraid that if I go back alone, my personal safety won't be guaranteed."

She didn't plan to go back and sleep in that shabby kitchen tonight, and she was also worried that Song Hao and the others would kill her with a knife while she was asleep.

She didn't want to throw away her life just for these two bastards.

Now that she has traveled through time and has the chance to be reborn, she must live a good life no matter what.

"No need to look for them. I will personally accompany you back to get your things."

Song Fuyu looked at Chen Guoxing with a slight scrutiny. She felt that Chen Guoxing's attitude towards her was a little inexplicable...she felt that the word should be used as indulgence.

Not only did he allow her to use his identity to contact the newspaper, but he also cooperated with her in a series of operations to suppress Song Hao and others, and the degree of cooperation was extremely high.

It's really hard not to think too much about this kind of unconditional indulgence.

There was probably a 20 to 30 year age difference between him and the original owner, which seemed very rare, so it was impossible that he had any relationship with the original owner.

Could it be the original owner's mother? That shouldn't be the case, right?

Director Chen is at least in his forties. At this age, he has a successful career and should have been married and had children. If he is still thinking about someone else's wife, then...

It's really unfair to his wife...

Forget it, never mind all that. She will be going to the countryside soon anyway, and I will probably never see her again.

Several people took a car back to the tube building.

The original owner's belongings were only the tattered clothes in the woven bag under the bed, and she was too lazy to take them.

While Chen Guoxing was explaining things to the driver Xiao Chen outside the house, Song Fuyu searched the entire house, but didn't find anything even slightly valuable.

She simply put away the few precious clothes that they were most reluctant to wear, as well as the thick quilt that Liu Qiaoyu had just bought, into the space.

They took out a pair of scissors and cut the clothes they had worn for a long time into pieces.

Wait until the time comes to open the wardrobe and give them a surprise.

Although Song Hao and Liu Qiaoyu both have jobs, they actually don't have much money left every month.

Even if there was extra money, most of it was spent on Song Zichi, or sent back to her parents' home by Liu Qiaoyu.

The most valuable things in this house should be the watch on Song Hao's hand and the bicycle he rode away.

The reason why she had to go back to the tube building was because under the original owner's pillow there was an amulet that her mother had sewed for her, and she had to take it.

It can be regarded as the last lingering memory for the original owner and her biological mother.

The reason why she had been able to hold this amulet in her hand for more than ten years without it being stolen or thrown away was mainly because it was too broken and ugly. Even Song Xiuxiu, who liked to steal things from the original owner, looked disgusted with it.

Song Fuyu came to the kitchen and quickly found the amulet under the pillow. She put it in her pocket, but actually put it into the space.

Of course, before leaving the kitchen, she did not leave out the pots and pans inside.

Even though she didn't want it, she couldn't just leave it to them. She put it in her space and find a chance to get rid of it. She didn't want to use it again.

It was the first time that Chen Guoxing, who came along, saw Song Fuyi’s current living environment with his own eyes.

Looking at this already cramped kitchen, he saw a thing built in the corner using bricks and wooden boards, which in his eyes could not even be called a bed.

His family was poor before, but he had never lived in such a bad environment.

He clenched his fists and held back the anger in his heart.

Song Hao is really not a human being. He actually let Yuan Xi's daughter sleep in such a place, in her own house.

No wonder Fu Yu wanted to sell the house even if he had no place to live in the future, saying that he never wanted to return to this place in his life.

If it were him, he would definitely not come back.

Song Fuyu thought about it and decided to pick up the woven bag under the bed.

The original owner had nothing, so it would be strange if he didn't take it. Even if it was tattered, it could still be wearable in the eyes of others.

"Have you finished taking them all?"

Seeing that she was just carrying a small woven bag, Chen Guoxing asked in confusion.

"I've got it all. I don't have anything else."

When they went out, they met Song Zichi who was coming back from school.

"You money-loser, where are you going with the food? Hurry up and cook. I'm hungry."

"Be careful when my mom comes back and she'll whip you with a belt."

Song Fuyu looked at the rude little bastard in front of him and slapped him in the face.

Song Fuyu used a lot of force in this slap, causing Song Zichi's face to swell up quickly after a while.

He wanted to fight back, but was stopped by the driver Xiao Chen.

As an adult with a tall stature, Xiao Chen had no pressure in restraining a teenage boy whose hair had not yet fully grown.

Moreover, this little boy started swearing as soon as he saw Song Fuyu, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Song Fuyu, I'm going to tell my parents that you hit me!"

"Ah! I'll let them beat you to death!"

Song Zichi screamed loudly.

"I'm not your sister anymore. If you keep talking nonsense to me, I'll beat you up on the other side of your face."

Don’t be fooled by the fact that the original owner looked weak before. It might be because she had to do all kinds of work since she was a child. Although she was thin, she was very strong.

It gives me the feeling of a little loli with strange powers.

In addition, when Song Fuyu was in modern times, although her parents loved her very much, they were afraid that she would be bullied outside, so they enrolled her in a Sanda interest class when she was six years old.

When she was ten years old, she was directly found a very famous Sanda coach in the country. She studied with the coach for several years until she went abroad to study at the age of sixteen. However, she also developed the habit of practicing sandbag hitting every day.

Not to mention dealing with a little brat like Song Zichi, he is not even afraid of an adult, untrained man.

When Song Fuyu had already taken her things and was ready to leave, Song Hao came back on his bicycle with Liu Qiaoyu.

She didn't say hello to them and went downstairs to leave.

When she went downstairs, she ignored Liu Qiaoyu. After seeing that half of her precious son's face was swollen, she yelled and cursed at the people downstairs.

She will never come back to this house anyway.

.........

"Fu Yu, why don't you stay at your aunt's house for the next few days before you go to the countryside? Otherwise, you are a little girl with no money and nowhere to go."

"Thank you Aunt Cuiping for your kindness. I won't live in your house anymore. I'm afraid they will find your house and make trouble later."

Aunt Cuiping's house also has two bedrooms and a living room, which is smaller than theirs and does not have a storage room.

She has a son and a daughter, and their living quarters are not very spacious.

Seeing that Song Fuyu refused, Li Cuiping didn't want to force him. After all, given the character of Song Hao and the others, they might wait until the factory director left and then come to their house to make trouble.

She went home and took out five ten-yuan unity notes and stuffed them into Song Fuyu's pocket.

"I don't have much other ability, so you should keep this fifty yuan. When you go to the countryside, you will have to have some money in your pocket to buy yourself some goodies."

Song Fuyu covered his pocket and watched Li Cuiping anxiously telling her all kinds of things, big and small. She had not been moved in many years, and at this moment she was choked up.

Fifty dollars can't really buy a lot of things in modern times.

But in that era, in 1973, when the average worker's salary was only 35.5 yuan, even if there were two people in their family working in the factory, it would take several months to save up.

After all, their salary is enough to provide food and drink for a family of four every month, and to support each other's parents.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and Song Fuyu remembered this favor.