Rebirth of 70: The little cannon fodder rises with space

The four people who were still playing cards in the room immediately got up to steal the guy and ran out with a fierce look.

"Do you know, this is Yang..."

"Clap!"

He was answered by two loud mouths, Chen Qingyi's arrogant and domineering one.

"Your grandfather and I, the boss is Mr. Bao.

I'm afraid that you, Mr. Yang, will be a fool.

Xiao Fengzi, deal with him! ! "

The next moment, the man was punched out by Chen Qingfeng.

With a whoosh, he hit the wall.

Even his facial features were wrinkled together, and he raised his head in shock.

Where did this monster come from? He is the most ferocious among these people. He weighs more than 160 pounds.

Was he knocked away by such a punch?

Feeling fear!

The remaining three people stepped forward one after another, but they were all pulled and thrown away by the brother and sister, and they were forced to fight.

A long leg roundhouse kick, and finally a hand knife.

Everyone was dizzy, so they sprayed the poison as usual and searched everything, not even a hair was spared.

This time Chen Qingfeng was a little silly, "Look, this group of people is better than the two just now, with two hundred and five dollars and eighty-four cents!"

There are a lot more tickets.

And a gold ring. "

He never let go of four cents, he is a ruthless person.

Fu Bao hates his face!

Chen Qingyi put on the same silly smile and said, "I'm not as good as you, and the room smells like urine.

I held my nose and struggled to find one hundred and one.

But there’s a lot of meat, go check it out! "

In fact, she asked Fu Bao to take the money from Chen Qingfeng's house.

These people also have families.

She really didn't have much money with her, most of it was supplies for the guards, and this time she didn't put them into the space first.

There has always been nothing. No matter how big-hearted Chen Qingfeng is, he will still feel that something is wrong.

There are a lot of mutton, beef, canned meat, bacon, cured fish, and half a bag of brown sugar in the house! !

"Wow..." Chen Qingfeng's eyes flashed blue and he rushed forward.

I want this, but I am not willing to give up that. I will try my best to get as much as I can.

Carry it behind your back, carry it on your shoulders, wrap it around your body, above your head, and on your waistband.

Even ten of his fingers were hooked on something, "It's so annoying that the old ones can't take it anymore!"

"It's okay. If you take too much, we can't hide it in our room." Chen Qingyi was also hung up like a Christmas tree.

Walking is much slower.

As soon as she went out, Chen Qingyi touched the wall lightly with her little hand, where Chen Qingfeng couldn't see it.

The rest was put into space.

Including a water tank, an iron pot, and three quilts that were [-]% new, of course she wouldn't use them.

But it’s still good to take it home and cover it with corns and press the well.

It's also good to give to families in need.

The two of them hid in that position again like little hamsters hoarding goods.

In this way, under Fubao's guidance, the two of them picked out all four of Yang Weidong's ideas in one night.

From the beginning, I am Mr. Bao’s person.

Then he spoke scornfully and belittled Yang Weidong.

The angry ones screamed and rushed up. They beat the person so hard that they finally used their vaginal legs.

We also collected fresh goods, two military coats and three live old hens.

There was even a small pile piled up in Chen Qingyi's space.

When the work was done, at almost two o'clock in the morning, the two of them went to the place where the things were hidden and picked up the things.

I didn’t get it once, so I ran again.

Under the bed, in the closet, every corner was filled. Fortunately, no one else would come into their room.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was still not safe, so I found a lock and locked it.

Only two people have the key.

After all the hard work, it was already 03:30 in the morning.

The brother and sister, who were still very energetic and not sleepy at all, sat cross-legged on the bed facing each other and counted the votes! !

“There are so many things, it’s so fun, look at these tickets.

A pile of them, we have never seen them before!

Good guy, food stamps, meat stamps, cloth stamps, industrial stamps, hey, here's a bicycle ticket, a watch ticket..."

The more they counted, the bigger Chen Qingfeng's grin became, and Chen Qingyi was also happy. The votes were quite good.

Tobacco and alcohol, soap, salt, kerosene, sugar, undershirts, tea, oil...

She had never seen many tickets.

"Before we leave, let's use up the local tickets first and take the national tickets home!"

Also be careful when using it.

Yang Weidong suffered such a big loss, he would definitely send someone to keep an eye on him, he was suddenly lavish and there was no shortage of money.

There is a problem at first glance.

I don’t know where this guy’s treasures are hidden!

The people under his command are all so fat. They found a total of 1000, two hundred and sixteen yuan and eighty-four cents!

He must be richer than ever.

But it doesn't matter, he can't not look at it once, he only needs to look at it.

Fubao’s friends will tell it.

"Third brother, please take a nap first. I'll stew the chicken over low heat. We'll drink chicken soup in the morning to warm our stomachs."

Fu Bao had already gone into the space and fell asleep.

"I'm not sleepy. I'm very energetic. I'll help you light the fire. We can do it faster if we two do it."

"it is good."

She poured Chen Qingfeng a cup of love water. It was pure love, mixed with half a cup of spiritual spring water.

After the chicken soup was simmered and the rice was steamed, the two of them gradually started to feel sleepy.

Drowsily, a scent of fragrance wafted in. Chen Qingyi turned over, her eyelids seemed to be stuck with glue.

Chen Qingfeng just clicked her lips.

After a while, Chen Qingyi felt as if someone had come in!

A sudden awakening.

He quickly turned over, put on his shoes, and walked out!

"Hey, isn't this Chen Jiarou's good father, Comrade Chen Changbo, who disappeared after a few days?"

"Want to come back?"