Sheng Qian worked for two days straight, and on the second day, she went out with Hou Guifang to visit a small market.
The town's small market was quite lively, because it was close to the Lunar New Year, a time when people were most willing to spend money on food and clothing throughout the year.
It was called a small market, but it was just a large wooden board set up on the muddy ground, covered with a waterproof cloth, and the New Year's goods were displayed on the cloth.
There was a lack of New Year's goods, and Sheng Qian only saw a few items as he walked back and forth.
The New Year's goods provided in each place are different. Sheng Qian felt a strange feeling when she looked at the most direct scenes from the early 1980s.
She didn't know if the place she had come to was developing in the same way as real history.
When she lives to that point, will she still encounter those things and those people?
Will I ever meet my past self again?
For the past two days, Sheng Qian has been thinking about this strange question.
“They called from home, and maybe four or five people will come, just enough to fill a table. We don’t need to prepare too many dishes; the point of everyone getting together for the New Year is to create a festive atmosphere…” Secondly, because of Long Yunting’s special circumstances, they don’t have the enthusiasm to make a big fuss.
But if we don't do it, it doesn't feel like Chinese New Year.
Chinese people regard the Spring Festival as a very important holiday. Even if Long Yunting really passed away, they still have to celebrate the New Year well.
It all comes down to whether you want to do it on a large scale or a small scale.
Sheng Qian understood, "Then let's do it according to the Long family's rules."
Ever since she got involved in those dark affairs, Sheng Qian has forgotten what the New Year is like.
Sheng Qian was quite looking forward to her first year in the 1980s.
Wearing new clothes, Sheng Qian stood out conspicuously in the crowd alongside Hou Guifang.
They were in a hurry to go back and see Long Yunting, so they bought everything in a rush.
Although Long Yunting is unconscious, someone still needs to watch over him, just in case he suddenly wakes up.
Sheng Qian also secretly gave Long Yunting medicine. At first, she made the medicine outside, but later she hid in her space to do it.
Sheng Qian was hoping that the person would wake up so she could get a divorce immediately.
Sheng Qian is currently largely bound by this identity.
She needs to find a way to upgrade and expand the space so that she can store more things.
Sheng Qian carried several bags and hurried home with Hou Guifang.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw that the door was open on one side.
Hou Guifang's expression changed: "I remember turning it off when I left..."
Sheng Qian dropped what she was holding and rushed inside. Suddenly, a sound came from the back window: "Thief!"
Sheng Qian shouted and then jumped out of the window, chasing after the fleeing thief.
Hou Guifang hurriedly carried the things on the ground into the house, closed the door, and ran after them.
Sheng Qian, who was chasing after the man, discovered that he had accomplices. She picked up her shoe and threw it at the man in front of her.
"Smack!"
The man cried out in pain, clutching his head as he continued running.
Sheng Qian had not recovered and did not exert much force.
He spotted a stone nearby, grabbed it, and threw it.
Ouch!
The back of his head was instantly smashed open.
The person then fell to the ground.
Sheng Qian didn't even look at the person who had fallen to the ground; she turned around and ran into another alleyway.
Sheng Qian grabbed the bamboo pole that had fallen to the side, and her slender body seemed to suddenly burst with tremendous strength as she swept the bamboo pole out.
With a few slaps, he beat the other person to a pulp.
She ran over and grabbed the young man, demanding, "Still running? What did you take?"
Sheng Qian pried the other person's hands open, pulled out the cloth bag, and found that it contained cash.
It belongs to Hou Guifang. All her money is stored in her spatial storage, and no one can take it away.
Sheng Qian twisted the young man's hand, grabbed him, and led him toward the man whose head had been smashed.
Seeing the pool of blood on the ground, the young man turned pale with fright. "You, you killed someone!"
"What are you yelling about? He's not dead," Sheng Qian said, seeing that the person lying on the ground was still breathing, so he was definitely not dead.
"Little aunt, we were really wrong, please let us go."
"Let you off the hook? If you do something wrong, you have to go to the police station and have a criminal record!" Sheng Qian wasn't going to tolerate them.
He grabbed the young man and then pulled another young man on the ground with one hand.
"Hmm..."
The young man who had been hit on the head clutched his wound and got up, somewhat dazed.
"Fat Root, how are you?" the young man with his hand twisted asked the man who had been hit on the head.
The two looked to be only around twenty years old, but they were dressed rather thinly and looked frail and pitiful.
But that's no excuse for their theft!
Fat root?
Sheng Qian thought he was just skinny.
Zhao Niangen looked up and saw Sheng Qian's fierce eyes. He was so frightened that he raised his hand to cover himself: "I didn't steal anything, I really didn't steal anything."
"What is this?!" Sheng Qian angrily threw the thing in her hand away.
Zhang Shunlin, showing great loyalty, said, "I took it. We originally wanted to go in to find something to eat, but we didn't expect there to be so much money..."
"Who are you kidding? You guys were just waiting for us to leave before breaking in and stealing," Sheng Qian finally realized that these two were good at acting.
Zhang Shunlin seemed more clever, while Zhao Niangen was indeed a bit simple-minded.
"Xiao Qian," Hou Guifang panted as she caught up from behind. When she saw Sheng Qian carrying a man in each hand, she was terrified. "I'm calling the police right away."
"Don't call the police yet, beat them up first," Sheng Qian released her grip and started punching and kicking the two men, making them scream in pain. They had no chance to fight back because Sheng Qian specifically targeted pressure points when she hit them. Although the blows seemed light, they were actually excruciatingly painful, leaving them no chance to retaliate.
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