Reborn in 1993, after divorce, life became a mess

"Did you know? The Far East Train Robbery has been solved." Zhang Zijian said suddenly.

In the early 1990s, with the disintegration of Snow Country, the domestic economy quickly fell into depression.

And Tutu Country is in a great era of reform and opening up.

Many people who go overseas to do business have heard that someone used domestic unsalable canned meat to go to Snow Country in exchange for a plane, earning a net profit of 100 million.

As a result, those people sensed business opportunities and flocked to the capital of Snow Country to become "traitors".

It is said that an ordinary down jacket, which sells for 100 in China, can be sold for 500 or 600 when brought there.

In the 1990s, it was still the era of green train transportation from Tutu's country to the capital of Snow Country, and the journey took several days and nights.

Just in May this year, a vicious robbery that shocked the world occurred on the Far East International Train.

Zhang Zijian's eldest brother-in-law Liu Zhaolin was also on the train at that time.

He brought a lot of clothes to the Snow Country to resell, because those things were all his belongings and he did not want to be robbed, so he clashed with the robbers. As a result, he was alone and weak. He was beaten half to death by the robbers. He was stabbed twice and had three broken ribs. He almost died on the train.

After he came back, he said that those days and nights on Snowpiercer were like going to hell. Several groups of robbers boarded the car and ransacked it, plundering all the people in the car. All the travel expenses home were sponsored by the embassy.

And those robbers are all our compatriots, and the leaders are all people from the capital...

Liu Zhaolin was so frightened that he never dared to do business in Snow Country again.

"Broken? Which country broke it?" Na Liwen asked.

Zhang Zijian replied proudly: "Of course it's the domestic police. I heard that just a few policemen caught dozens of robbers with rolling pins. Isn't that awesome?"

Li Wen didn't believe it at all: "Catch the robber with a rolling pin? How is it possible?"

Zhang Zijian affirmed: "Really, did you forget that our second brother is at the police station?"

Na Liwen asked puzzledly: "Why don't you have a gun? That would be so dangerous, it would be life-threatening."

"You don't know anything. Of course, you can't have guns for cross-border secret investigation. So, those criminal policemen had to go into battle with rolling pins and spring locks." Zhang Zijian looked like you are an old hat.

Na Liwen was unconvinced and said: "Is there such a rule? I've never heard of it. Then, I wonder why oo7 can carry a gun wherever it goes to solve crimes?"

"There are a lot of things you haven't heard of. Let me tell you, the stories in movies and TV shows are all made up, and you believe it." Zhang Zijian said, and then started to complain about Snow Country's inaction. "I heard that the robber leaders were caught by the locals in the capital of Snow Country, but they can ransom people as long as they take money. Those people are so poor that they only care about money. If you have money, give them, no matter you are a murderer or a tyrant. Smashing and looting will be allowed regardless of whether you want to offend people or not..."

Na Liwen: It's like this everywhere, money can make people go around.

She suddenly remembered Liu Zhaolin's dress when he first came back from the snow country, and couldn't help but hold her stomach and laugh.

Liu Zhaolin is not tall. He is wearing a standard woolen military coat that he bought from Snow Country for 30 RMB. It is dragged down to his heels. He looks like a naughty boy wearing adult clothes. He looks very funny...

It was caffeine that caused the fat son. He was so excited that he didn't fall asleep until almost ten o'clock.

Na Liwen had drawing paper in front of him, chewing on a 2B pencil and thinking about the style of the public phone booth. He was going to draw a drawing and let the workers build it according to the drawing.

"What time is it, and you're still not asleep?" Zhang Zijian asked sleepily.

Na Liwen: "You sleep in your bed, I have something to do."

"Are you still working hard in the middle of the night?" He saw Li Wen drawing on the drawing paper with a pencil, so he got up and came over to look at it, and then asked with a surprised look on his face, "Hey, you can also draw house drawings? "

Na Liwen wrote lightly: "What's so difficult about this? A compulsory course at the Normal College requires not only singing and dancing, but also painting. Besides, I also studied drawing for two years."

She has loved drawing since she was a child. She would doodle when she had nothing to do, and she was pretty good at it. It’s just that I was born in a rural area and didn’t have the conditions to study. Otherwise, maybe she can become a female painter like Pan Yuliang.

Zhang Zijian: "I didn't know you had such a talent before. Isn't there just a public phone booth? It doesn't take the trouble like you. I saw a phone booth near the textile factory. It was just a simple small house built with boards. .”

Na Liwen: "My phone booth needs to be designed to be more beautiful. After all, it is on the busiest street. I want everyone passing by to notice it and make my phone booth a beautiful scenery in the city."

"You just need to write a big word "Public Telephone" on the door panel, and everyone can see it. Why bother with so much trouble? It's superfluous." He said with a yawn.

Na Liwen glared at him: "I want to sleep with you. I just want to design it to be beautiful and different."

"Okay, you go on, I have to go to bed, I have something to do tomorrow." Zhang Zijian turned around and lay down.

Na Liwen was anxious: "No, we agreed to decorate the phone booth for me tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I've made arrangements for today. Even if I'm not here tomorrow, someone will come by." After Zhang Zijian finished speaking, he closed his eyes and began to snore.

The quality of sleep is so good, it’s so enviable.

Then Li Wen looked at the Zhengtian Pills placed on the cabinet. He had already taken a course of treatment. Why didn't he see much effect?

The next day, Na Liwen went to find Kong Lingdong with the drawings of the public phone booth he had stayed up late to design.

"Sister-in-law, this little house you designed is very beautiful." Kong Lingdong took the drawing and looked at it, and couldn't help but praise it.

Na Liwen smiled modestly: "That's it."

She was designed based on the newsstand she saw on the street in her previous life, but it was a little larger than the newsstand. The average newsstand is only about five square meters, and her phone booth is at least ten square meters.

"Xiaokong, look, I want to have an awning extending from the eaves of the door. When the weather is hot, people can make calls outside without entering the house." She pointed.

Xiao Kong nodded: "Okay, let me see if this place is wide enough."

He walked to the clearing and measured it with his steps.

"Well, the width from the curb to the curb is about four meters, which is enough. We can choose this length at will. If it doesn't take up market space, it will be about six meters."

"Let's take up some space. I think it should be at least ten meters long. The phone booth can be square, four meters long and four meters wide, and the other lounge is six meters long." Na Liwen said quickly, chuckling in his heart, like this The house built should be at least thirty square meters, and the bigger the space, the better.

The future is promising.

"Okay, just wait until I go and talk to Lao Wang, who is in charge of the market. Anyway, no one is occupying this area, and it is usually just a pile of garbage." Xiao Kong nodded and agreed.

As the two were talking, two four-wheelers drove over and parked next to them. One car is equipped with ready-made wooden squares, and the other is equipped with old aluminum alloy plates.

"Brother Kong, I'm here to deliver the materials." A young man jumped out of the four-wheeled vehicle and shouted to Kong Lingdong.

"Come on, unload it here." Kong Lingdong instructed them to unload the things and put them in the corner behind the traffic box.

Then Li Wen stepped forward and looked at Mu Fangzi and asked: "Ah, it is built with wood. I thought it was made of iron pipes or steel bars. Can Mu Fangzi be wedged into the ground in this winter?"

"Oh, first use an iron stick to wedge it into the ground, make a hole and then dig it down." The young man explained.

Li Wen shrugged and said nothing. She really didn't know much about building such a simple house. Let them go, as long as they built it according to the style they wanted.

She originally wanted to build a flat-roofed house, but the young man refused: "We can't build a flat-roofed house here. A heavy snow will collapse it, so we still have to build a pointed roof."

Well, she forgot that.