The Great Movement came, and going to the countryside was a good thing.
The living environment has deteriorated, but at least there is a guarantee of life.
Before leaving, she still needed to find out who had struck that black stick!
The fact that Song Ziqing knew nothing about the unknown enemy was his biggest worry.
If she didn't understand the situation, she worried that she wouldn't be able to leave Haicheng safely.
Thinking of this, Song Ziqing didn't care about recalling the original owner's memories anymore. Instead, she quickly stood up and searched upstairs and downstairs for some usable furniture, blankets, clothes, and kitchen utensils. She found all these things and put them into the ring space.
This golden finger ring space is different from the Wang Dagang ring in her memory, which only has a storage function. Her current ring space can not only store things, but also grow things. As for raising animals, she still needs to take some time to experiment with that.
Song Ziqing traveled back to the 1960s from 2020. For people of that era, the ring space was very magical, like a legendary ancient storage bag.
But for Song Ziqing, who had read countless online novels, it was a different story. She guessed that the ring space was different depending on who had it. It was probably like what was said in the novels: the ring space was passed down from the Song family ancestors, and only blood relatives could fully contract with it.
Having read many cultivation novels in modern times, she knew that her ring space was a portable space that could store items and grow plants. She just didn't know if there was any possibility of it being upgraded into a complete small world.
However, it still has the potential to be upgraded, and life after that will certainly be full of unknowns.
All she had now were the New Year's money her parents had given her since she was a child, and the thousand yuan they had left her before they left. She didn't know if they had any money left. Thinking of this, Song Ziqing felt that before leaving, she had to find out where the original owner's parents had gone.
She would like to visit them again if she has the chance, and if circumstances permit, she would like to take care of them privately.
Having acquired the original owner's memories, Song Ziqing also developed feelings for the original owner's parents. These feelings were deep within her, and she felt that the original owner's parents were also her own parents, and that she had an obligation to be filial to them.
Thinking about all this gave Song Ziqing another headache, so she stopped reminiscing.
She glanced at the Shanghai watch on her wrist and realized it was already around 10 a.m.
This watch was probably a gift from Song Ziqing's father when she was admitted to high school. She had been wearing it for more than two years, and the strap had some marks, but because it was used properly, it still looked about 70-80% new.
Just then, Song Ziqing's stomach suddenly started rumbling, and she realized that she was hungry.
She happened to be in the kitchen. After putting the complete pots and pans into her ring space, all that was left were some broken and junk items.
She found that none of these were usable, so she quickly took out an iron pot from the ring space and, following the original owner's experience in making a fire, started a fire.
She planned to make herself a bowl of noodles, and luckily there was a vegetable patch in the backyard where she could find vegetables to eat.
While thinking, Song Ziqing didn't stop walking. Instead, she opened the back door of the kitchen and walked towards the backyard. She found that the vegetable garden looked like it hadn't been tended to for a long time, with weeds growing taller than the vegetables.
Looking at the vast expanse of wild grass, with no trace of anyone having walked there, Song Ziqing recalled something from the original owner's memories. When she was a child, her father, Song Jingwei, had told her that there was a hidden kiln in their backyard, where some things passed down from their ancestors were kept.
No one knows who took those things from the previous life, but as far as the original owner knows, they were never found in Wang Dagang's house.
Thinking of this, Song Ziqing went to the vegetable garden, found a lettuce, and quickly returned to the kitchen. She quickly made a large bowl of noodles, and after eating it, she didn't even bother to wash the dishes before heading to the backyard.
However, as soon as she stepped into the backyard, she suddenly stopped, realizing that the front gate of her house didn't seem to be closed properly either; otherwise, the original owner wouldn't have been robbed of her skills yesterday.
She quickly turned around and walked towards the front yard.
By this time, the flowers and plants in the front yard had long been destroyed by the people who came to ransack the house, leaving only withered flowers and broken willows, which made her feel heartbroken.
At this moment, she couldn't care about anything else and went straight to the gate. She found that the gate was closed, probably closed by the original owner. The person who knocked on her with the black stick must have climbed over the wall. So she subconsciously started to check along the wall.
After looking for a while, she saw traces of someone climbing on the wall at the right rear of the yard. Then, she walked around the wall again and found that there was only that one place where someone had climbed.
When Song Ziqing returned to the gate, he turned around and looked at the villa again. This villa was a rare old villa in Xuhui District, and such old villas would be worth hundreds of millions in the future.
This three-story English-style garden villa exudes a magnificent and awe-inspiring grandeur, reminiscent of a royal palace. Its symmetrical and orderly pillars, like exquisite diamonds, support the imposing structure of the palace. This villa was originally sold to Song Jingwei by the main branch of the Song family when they left Shanghai.
She's about to go to the countryside, and this old villa is a rare find given the current housing shortage.
Once she leaves, this place will become ownerless. Perhaps when she and her parents return next time, it will have been completely destroyed and occupied.
Drawing on the experiences of those people in the neighborhood, she planned to go to the local street office later and rent the entire place to them so they could use her home as an office.
Thinking about all the things she had to do and the fact that she had no one she could trust, Song Ziqing felt helpless. However, she still decided to go to the Tianping Road Subdistrict Office in Xuhui District first.
In my memory, the office of this subdistrict office was not large, just a two-story courtyard, where many people worked together, and often there was not even enough room to turn around.
She believed that if she voluntarily rented her house to the neighborhood committee, it would receive the best possible protection during the Cultural Revolution.
Song Ziqing is now very grateful that the original owner had hidden the property certificate well and it was not confiscated by the people who raided the house. Now that he has the property certificate, he can rent the house to the neighborhood committee more properly.
She quickly went to the nearby street office and found Director Zhang's office. Director Zhang was an acquaintance of Song Ziqing's parents, and because he shared the same surname as Song Ziqing's mother, the two often visited each other.
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