With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

Jin Tiezhu liked to eat donkey waist and whip, so he was nicknamed Jin Donkey Whip, but in the entire provincial capital, only Zhao Dingkai dared to call him his nickname in person.

"Hello, old man." Zhao Qinghong held a junior salute in front of him and respectfully stepped forward to say hello.

"Hmph, if the person lying on the bed was your precious son-in-law, would you be okay?" Jin Tiezhu stared at Xue Ming with a gun and a stick, forcing Xue Ming to express his stance.

"Hello, Mr. Jin, I am Zhao Xue's fiancé," Xue Ming stepped forward to say hello. There was no need to confront him now that he was not breaking his skin.

"Haha, he is indeed a talented person. No wonder Xiaoxue girl doesn't like my precious grandson." Jin Tiezhu's face brightened when he mentioned Zhao Xue.

The atmosphere in the ward relaxed instantly. Zhao Xue smiled and said nothing. Xue Ming didn't know how Lao Jin could spot such talent.

Jin Fuji's lower body was wearing large pants, and his upper body was wrapped like a mummy. His eyes were squinting at Xue Ming's face, with both anger and hatred in his eyes.

Xue Ming nodded gently to him, sincerely hoping that he would be an honest man in the future and never go to Guangming Commune to investigate Li Chuanying, otherwise he would lie in a coffin instead of a hospital bed.

"Brother Zhao, please solve the case as soon as possible and find the murderer. I will repay ten times what my son suffered today." Jin Yonglin gritted his back teeth and his eyes fell on Xue Ming intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yong Lin, don't talk nonsense. This is a legal society and we cannot engage in lynching. I believe that your brother Zhao is not a freeloader." Jin Tiezhu directly put pressure on Zhao Qinghong.

"The old man thinks too highly of me. This case is too unbelievable. The file has been sent to the capital by a special person." Zhao Qinghong said truthfully.

The implication is that this case has nothing to do with the provincial capital. The superiors may send an expert team to continue the investigation, or they may seal it and shelve it.

Next, Zhao Qinghong sat in front of the hospital bed and talked to the Jin family. Xue Ming stood respectfully next to Zhao Qinghong and observed Jin Buer out of the corner of his eye.

At this time, the doctor came in with a dressing cart. Jin Buer suddenly twitched all over, scaring the doctor into a cold sweat. "We will do general anesthesia. After the anesthesia is given and the dressing is changed, it won't hurt."

The most painful part of a trauma is removing the gauze and changing the dressing. Slowly removing the gauze embedded in the skin feels like being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts.

The more Xue Ming thought about it, the more he felt happy. He said in his heart that you brought this on yourself. I can do anything to prevent my son from suffering in the future. At the same time, your life is not worth mentioning in my eyes.

Zhao Qinghong left the gift and stood up to say goodbye. She drove out of the hospital and came to Xue Ming's residence. "Xue Ming stayed at home and didn't go out unless necessary. Xiaoxue came home with me to prepare for the wedding."

"Oh." Zhao Xue pouted with an unhappy look on her face. She had already lived with Xue Ming for seven days, and it would be unreasonable to stay here any longer.

Xue Ming watched the jeep leave and walked into the courtyard to find that no one was home. His mother and sister went to buy wedding supplies.

However, the yard was very lively, with a group of children chattering and playing games. Xue Ming thought they were noisy and annoying before, but now he found them cute.

After entering the space and going to the collection room, I opened the small vault and sorted out the cash and coupons. I was shocked to find that there were more than 800 yuan in cash, 160 food stamps and some cloth stamps, industrial stamps and sugar stamps.

Put the 500 yuan in cash and all the tickets in a few red packages, and ride a bicycle to the No. 16 Courtyard of the First Textile Factory Family Courtyard.

He stopped at the gate of the family compound, found a deserted place, entered the space, took out all the money and tickets, and rode his bicycle straight to the Zhao family compound.

When she came to Zhao Xue's boudoir, she took out the money coupons and put them on the table. Then she took out last month's 70 yuan salary, 45 kilograms of food coupons, and four light industry coupons from her pocket. She moved her lips but couldn't say anything. talk.

Zhao Xue chuckled, "I thought my husband was omnipotent before, but it turns out he also has some unspeakable problems."

Xue Ming was a little embarrassed, "All my belongings are now in your care. In addition, I have stored several thousand kilograms of rice in the cellar of my hometown in Zhaocun."

"How many kilograms of rice?" Zhao Xue was shocked. "Hurry up and find a time to drive back. No one in my hometown can't store food."

"Okay, I'll bring it back when I go to the Guangming County Supply and Marketing Cooperative to deliver the goods." Xue Ming nodded. In fact, the rice was stored in the space granary, weighing about eight thousand kilograms.

Zhao Xue instantly felt like a rich woman. She counted out sixty ten-yuan bills, one hundred kilograms of food stamps, and twenty feet of cloth stamps. She found a big red envelope and put it in. She took out a pen and signed the red envelope.

"My biological father should pay child support. If you throw it in through the courtyard wall, she doesn't want to meet you." Zhao Xue put the red envelope in Xue Ming's hand.

"Thank you!" Xue Ming hugged her gently, feeling unspeakably comfortable in his heart.

"You're welcome, we husband and wife will overcome all difficulties together." Zhao Xue smiled happily like a child.

The two of them were so close that they couldn't bear to separate. It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that Zhao Xue urged her fiancé to go do business. When Xue Ming came to the family home, he was catching up with the textile factory after get off work.

There is a small alley in front of the courtyard gate of No. 16. Xue Ming entered the space and opened his perspective and found that the door of the main room was closed and a three-year-old child was amusing himself.

He held a rifle made of wood in his hand, aimed at a pile of clay models of tanks, artillery, infantry and other models and kept shooting, making snapping sounds from his mouth to imitate gunshots.

Xue Ming looked at his own face in the mirror, then looked at his child's face, and soon showed his aunt's smile, "You little bastard looks a lot like me, but his name is a bit deceiving. Why aren't you called Shi Siming?"

The more Li Siming played, the happier he became. He actually took out a handful of mud balls made of clay from his pocket, and smashed the ball at the tank model one after another, shouting that he would hit the XX Party reactionaries...

"Damn it, you better stay away from politics in the future. Do you know what a reactionary is?" Xue Ming couldn't help but giggle in the space again.

After a few more minutes, the child got tired of playing. He cleaned up a bunch of toys and ran to the door of the main room to call, "Mom, I want to come in. Are you okay?"

"I haven't washed it yet. Don't run around when you are playing at home." Li Chuanying's voice came from the main room.

Xue Ming moved to the main room and finally saw the face and body in his memory through God's perspective.

There was a steaming bathtub in the room. Li Chuanying stretched out her hand to test the water temperature, unbuttoned her clothes and slowly took off her clothes, and sat in the bathtub with her bare feet.

Her face hasn't changed much over the years, and her body hasn't changed much either. She just has some stretch marks on her belly and some calluses on her palms.

Xue Ming suddenly felt mixed emotions in his heart. He felt very psychedelic when he carefully recalled every bit of the past. "Maybe I was really immature at the time. Why should I cross the line if I couldn't give her a promise?"

He left the space and landed quietly behind her, quietly placing the red envelope on the desk behind the bathtub.