Travel through the 70s, marry the king of soldiers, and become the richest man with space

"Are you going to the water room to get hot water now?"

Li Chunli saw Song Fuyu holding the hot water bottle in the room and thought she didn't know where the water room was.

"I want to get a pot of hot water."

"A lot of things happened yesterday. I was so tired that I didn't even take a shower. I fell asleep when I entered the room. Now I want to get some hot water to wash up."

After Li Chunli pointed out the location of the water room to her, she added: "Every room you stay in can go to the water room to get two pots of hot water for free every day. If you have more than two pots, you have to pay for it yourself. One penny per pot. .”

After all, the boiler room of their hotel uses coal as fuel, which is quite expensive to burn.

"If you want to take a bath, you can go to the bathhouse next to it, but it will only open after four o'clock in the afternoon and close at eight o'clock."

"Five cents per person, plus an additional five cents for a bath."

"Okay, I understand Aunt Li."

Song Fuyu thanked Li Chunli, took the kettle to the water room to get a pot of free hot water, and returned to the room on the second floor.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she began to plan today's schedule.

I called the newspaper yesterday and asked them to publish a statement that the original owner had severed ties with her scumbag father. I haven't given the money yet, so I have to send the money to them today.

After that, I have to go to the address on the letter to find Zhou’s mother, hoping that the other party is still there.

If she had enough time, she would also like to visit the black market here today.

The 500 yuan from work compensation and the money from selling the house are enough for her to live in the countryside in the past few years. However, she has no tickets, so she must go to the black market to find someone to exchange some while she still has time in the past few days. tickets.

The newspaper office should start work at eight o'clock, and Song Fuyu had something to eat in the space.

At seven o'clock, she found an old canvas bag in the space, changed into clothes with slightly fewer patches from the original owner, and went downstairs again.

"Aunt Li, I would like to ask you, which street is the Hengshi Daily office on? Do you know?"

"You want to go to the newspaper office? It's a bit far. It takes more than half an hour by car."

"When you go out, turn left and go straight along this road for about 500 meters. There is a bus stop there. When you see bus No. 2, ask the driver if you can go to the newspaper office."

"Okay, I'll go first and talk to you when I come back later."

Song Fuyu followed Li Chunli's instructions and came to the bus stop.

After waiting for about ten minutes, bus No. 2 came slowly from a distance.

She asked the driver and after confirming that the car could reach the newspaper office, she spent three cents to buy the ticket.

I found a seat near the back and sat down. From this stop to the newspaper office, there were eleven stops.

Song Fuyu sat in the car, watching the changing scenes outside the car window as the car passed by, feeling a little emotional.

This era is indeed, as seen on the Internet, a bit backward and a bit depressing.

Most of the people on the road wear dark clothes. Among hundreds of people, there may be a few people wearing other bright-colored clothes.

However, urban residents have relatively more opportunities to obtain cloth tickets, and there are very few people with patched clothes on the road.

It is extremely rare for people like her to wear patched clothes.

This outfit was "carefully selected" from the woven bag and selected after careful comparison.

But there are still seven or eight patches.

Song Fuyu didn't dare to make any big moves, for fear that his clothes would accidentally break.

After returning to the hotel tonight, she had to make herself a few sets of clothes so that she would not look as shabby as she did now.

At almost eight o'clock, the bus finally stopped at the stop in front of the newspaper office.

After getting off the car, she saw a two-story building in front of her. On the wall next to the door on the first floor were the words "Hengshi Japanese Press" written in large characters.

Song Fuyu tidied up his clothes and walked in.

"Hello, comrade, I would like to ask. I called yesterday to publish the content in the newspaper, but I haven't paid yet. Where can I pay?"

She asked the lesbian closest to the door. When she heard someone asking, the other party slowly raised her head.

"Just pay me directly."

"Tell me what your name is? Let me see how much it costs."

"My name is Song Fuyu."

After the other party heard her name, he immediately stopped looking through the registration book.

She was the one who answered the call yesterday when Song Fuyu wanted to sever ties with her parents.

Unexpectedly, it was a little girl who looked to be in her teens, and her head was wrapped with gauze.

She would not bother to ask why it was published in the newspaper and why it was required to be published in the newspaper the next morning.

After all, someone called the newspaper every now and then, asking for a statement to sever ties with his family.

A few years ago, they would have been curious, but now they are already used to it.

"Someone has already paid for your publication."

"Director Chen sent someone here about 10 minutes before you came. Please go back."

Song Fuyu walked out of the newspaper office after running empty.

Director Chen seems to be a little too nice to her...

She has nothing to repay!

After coming out of the newspaper office, she walked all the way west, passed by a newsstand, picked up a newspaper of the day, and found the small piece of text that belonged to her at the bottom of the center column.

It is true that newspapers often publish such statements of severance of relations.

In just a few dozen words, her relationship with Song Hao and Liu Qiaoyu was completely forgotten. At the end, she wrote a sentence: "I, Song Fuyu, announce that I have officially severed the father-daughter relationship with Song Hao and will never contact her again."

However, this is actually only the first step in dealing with Song Hao.

She spent thirty cents to buy five newspapers in one go and asked for a map of Heng City.

If she gets rich in the future and Song Hao and the others stick it to her like a dog-skin plaster, she will throw a newspaper at them and let him open his dog eyes to see clearly what's on it.

Song Fuyu unfolded the map he bought and confirmed the approximate location of the address in the letter. It was not very far away.

She didn't plan to take the car, so she walked slowly over and took a look at the urban environment.

Three days later, from the moment I got on the train to go to the countryside, there should be no chance of coming back for at least a few years.