Yang Mumu locked the door and returned to the house. Based on his memory, he found the house deed and land deeds of the 600-square-meter courtyard from the mezzanine floor of the closet.
That's because only in the scumbag's book can there be a house of 600 square meters. If it were in reality, it would have been reported by people with jealousy and would have been ruined long ago.
Yang Mumu continued to take money while complaining. He still had 800 yuan and a passbook.
The 800 yuan was a pension given by the machinery factory to my father who died in the line of duty.
My father encountered a flood while on a business trip. In order to protect the factory property and save the factory employees, he was washed away by the water and was never found. The police station determined the cause of death and issued a death certificate.
After the factory learned about this, they took the initiative to distribute the money.
Yang Mumu worked in the finance department of the factory, so the money went directly to her because she knew that her stepmother secretly took the money out to give to her ex-husband.
She didn't let her stepmother get the money, thinking of giving her some money every month to support the household, but her stepmother always remembered it and wanted to keep it all for herself.
The number on the passbook was even more astonishing, 99,000. This was what they coveted the most.
Yang Mumu's mother's family used to be wealthy. The 88,000 yuan on this passbook was her mother's dowry, and the remaining 11,000 yuan was accumulated from a portion of her father's salary that he deposited on time every month. Together with this house under Yang Mumu's name, all of it was left for Yang Mumu as a security.
After my father passed away, my stepmother took care of everything.
She only knew the amount her father deposited in the passbook and nothing else. Even so, he had come up with such a plan to deprive the whole family of their wealth. If she knew the total amount, Yang Mumu would probably have been wiped out long ago.
Therefore, no one who hurts her can escape! All must go to hell.
Yang Mumu continued to pack up the valuable things in the room, and all the radios, sewing machines, bicycles and other things were put into the space.
One hundred and twenty yuan and a watch were found in Yang Qianqian's room.
Finally, he went to Li Yuhua's room and searched it, and found a watch, 360 yuan, several cloth coupons and meat coupons, and the electric fan in her room, and put them all in his own space.
“Done!”
After packing up most of the valuable things in the room, Yang Mumu clapped his hands and went to do the most important thing.
She entered the space, walked to the big turntable, and began the pre-lottery ceremony by bowing.
He took out a tablet from behind the big turntable and placed it in front of him, with the words "God" written on it.
"God, your dear daughter is still short of tools and paper for developing photos, please bless me to get them."
After the worship, Yang Mumu started to smoke with great interest.
"You won a plate of braised pork and potatoes? Okay, sure, you can keep the plate."
"One serving of white rice? That's great, that's great. I have dinner now."
"A bunch of bananas? Wow, a bunch of bananas cut directly from the banana tree? They are big and fresh. Nice, nice, we have a complete set of fruits after the meal. One banana a day is enough for a month."
The big turntable was updated, and Yang Mumu saw what he needed at first glance.
The fortune-making hand turns around.
"A low-profile version of Hot Wheels rubber shoes? Can you travel a thousand miles a day? They are comfortable and don't rub your feet or make you tired. Oh my god, I'm rich."
Then, "Wow, I won the photo printing gift package. God, you are my real father for the rest of my life!"
Yang Mumu was so happy that she flew up and walked around the big gift bag.
The gift package was worthy of being a gift package. In addition to the enlarger, the developing and fixing chemicals were all given in buckets. There was also a large sink for developing photos, the height of which matched her height very well so she didn't have to bend over. She was also thoughtfully provided with a suitable and comfortable chair for her to sit on.
There are twenty boxes of photo paper in different sizes from 1 to 10 inches.
These photos are enough for her to take for a lifetime.
After Yang Mumu had dinner, she found a light-proof room in the space and used the basement as her shower room.
She moved everything to the basement with her mind, took out all the film she had shot today, took out the film developing kit, and started working.
Everyone is waiting to see the big news, and the public security comrades are waiting to achieve their performance goals, so these photos are indispensable.
Whenever Yang Mumu thought about what would happen next, he became more excited about developing the film. He worked overtime and didn't want to stop for a moment.
At the same time, Yang Mumu was working hard in the space, and the onlookers outside were not idle either. The gossips and rumors spread throughout the machinery factory, and most of the city was talking about it excitedly.
Xu Qiang and the other four spent every second in fear. They had nightmares in their dreams. As soon as they opened their eyes, they started to collect money for Yang Mumu. They had only one thought in their minds: to raise money so that they would not die.
In order to save his life, Xu Qiang wrote a sealed IOU to Yang Mumu for 1,800 yuan.
I used to be able to write smoothly, but now I’m in a mess trying to raise money.
Not only did he take out all his savings, he also sold his job. He packed up all the valuable things in his home, such as radios and bicycles, and sold them on the black market.
After selling all the things, I found that I had 1,642 yuan, which was still not enough. When I got home and looked at the things in the house, I had to pack them up again with a bitter face.
"Chairs, wardrobes, desks, large iron pots, coal, flour..."
After collecting all the money he had earned from the sales, he added up to 1,801 yuan. He cried with joy as he received the money.
“It’s all ready. It’s all ready.”
When he looked back with the money in his arms, he saw only an empty house and a rotten mat in the house. The house still belonged to Yang Mumu, and the only thing that belonged to him was the rotten mat.
He even had to beg Yang Mumu to accept the money he had, and he didn't even dare to think of not giving it to her.
He was immediately heartbroken, pounded his chest, and slapped himself in the face twice, regretting his decision.
"I was really bewildered at the beginning. Why did I agree to do that with Li Yuhua? I risked everything to save my life. Woohoo—"
At this time, Li Yuhua came in secretly with her head wrapped, without letting the onlookers outside know. When Xu Qiang saw her, he grabbed her and started beating her up, and the two started fighting.
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Yang Zhong's home.
"Boss, you must be tired. Sit down."
Liu Guizhi smiled and massaged Yang Zhong's shoulders. She turned around and looked at her daughter who was sweeping the floor in the room fiercely, and kicked her:
"Yang Zhaodi, don't you know how to pour a glass of water for your father? Do you have the eyes to see? Pour water and go cook. Do you want to starve me to death? You are getting more and more ignorant. I will marry you to the widower Wu tomorrow and get a 200 yuan betrothal gift in return. Get out!"
Yang Jinbao echoed the curse, "That's right, you loser, do you want to be beaten? Go cook, or I'll starve to death."
Yang Zhong didn't care about anything. He just sat there, stroking his forehead with his hand, frowning and closing his eyes.
Yang Zhaodi lowered her head, hid the hatred in her eyes, and silently went to pour water and cook.
"Boss, come and have some water."
Liu Guizhi's expression changed quickly. She snatched the tea and turned around, smiling and handed it to Yang Zhong, and asked:
"How's that little bitch Yang Mumu doing? Is she done with it? When can we get the money and the house? My son is getting married and is waiting to move in. I also need to use the money to buy him something. It must be a grand wedding. Oh, and I also need to get the sewing machine from Yang Mumu's house. It will give my son face and I can use it."
"Dad, it's agreed that I want to live in the biggest room. Three turns and one ring are required, and seventy-two legs must be prepared. Xiao Huike said that she won't marry without these things. Her family wants..."
"Crawl, crawl all of you, you're the one who got me, you're the one who got me, I'm the one who got me, you son of a bitch."
Yang Zhong was furious. He threw the enamel cup in his hand directly at Yang Jinbao and threw the lid at Liu Guizhi's face, scaring them so much that they ran away eight feet away.
Liu Guizhi asked tentatively: "Boss, you..."
"Shut up, and get all the money in the house. Quickly!"
Yang Zhong covered his face with his hands and thought about the money.
The ransom he finally wrote for Yang Mumu that satisfied her was 2,500 yuan.
His work at the cannery and Liu Guizhi's work at the textile factory could be sold for about 1,800 yuan combined. This shabby little house could be sold for 300 yuan, and Yang Jinbao's radio could be sold for 50 yuan. Their salaries will be paid tomorrow, so the two of them together can make 31 yuan, which is not enough. They are still short of 319 yuan.
Yang Zhong grabbed his hair angrily and yelled, "Where's the money? Did you bring it?"
"Here I come."
Liu Guizhi ran over with the iron box, handed it over carefully, and then stood quietly by to watch, not daring to say a word for fear of being beaten again.
When Yang Jinbao saw this situation, he quietly hid back in the house.
Yang Zhong opened the box eagerly, and frantically grabbed the money and bills inside and counted them.
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