Siheyuan: Building a strong dragon country on the eve of the anti-eagle war

Damn it, after being used to eating refined grains, this stuff is really not eatable by humans.

But there is really nothing to eat at home right now, so we can only make do with what we have.

After finishing the remaining corn porridge in the pot, Zheng Guo remembered that he had to count the property left by the original host and went out to purchase some.

But after counting, except for the more than 200,000 yuan in the pocket of the Zhongshan suit, everything else was gone.

"By the way, it seems that the original host has never checked the wooden box that Mr. Zheng left in the secret compartment. I wonder if there is still money in it!"

Zheng Guo moved the cabinet on the wall above the kang, lifted the cloth hanging on the wall, and found a secret compartment.

Zheng Guo took out the wooden box and opened it. There was a stack of money inside. After counting, there were 530,000 yuan.

There were also a few letters, some old black-and-white photos, property deeds, and two medical books.

Out of curiosity, Zheng Guo picked up the photo.

The first photo was a photo of a young couple and an old man in front of the clinic.

The second photo shows the young couple holding a child and taking a photo with the old man in front of the clinic.

Through his recollections, Zheng Guo learned that Mr. Zheng used to be a doctor, or a Chinese medicine practitioner, and had once opened a clinic, which was also the original host's former home.

However, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Mr. Zheng said that he was old, so he sold the clinic, donated the money to the country, and bought three houses in this yard.

Damn, Zheng Guo’s heart ached.

This is a store in Kyoto. It will be a small goal for me in the future.

If I had traveled through time a few months earlier, I would have stopped the old man from selling the clinic at all costs.

Hey……

But thinking of this, Zheng Guo laughed again.

How can things in this world be as we wish? Isn't real life made up of regrets?

Jungkook looked at the photo again.

This young couple was the parents of the original host.

Not to mention that this couple is really a handsome man and a beautiful woman, they look like a perfect couple.

The next few photos are photos of the original host at different ages and the old man.

“What a pity, it would be great if the original host’s family were all here.

At least I am no longer alone in this world!"

Yes, Zheng Guo’s parents died early in his previous life and he did not experience the warmth of family.

The same is true in this life.

When Zheng Guo opened the letter, what caught his eyes were two death notices.

"So this is ah!"

The original host has no information about his parents in his memory.

Continuing to read the letter, I found that Mr. Zheng had indeed written down everything he needed to tell before he died, as well as his instructions and expectations for the original host.

It turns out that the original host's parents abandoned their children very early, devoted themselves to a great cause, and died very early.

Mr. Zheng endured the pain of losing his son alone and could not bear to tell the original host the news that both his parents had passed away.

Suddenly, a strange feeling of sadness arose in my heart, but I was clearly not in pain. Instead, I felt like a bystander.

But it's quite touching.

Until a moment later, I felt my whole body lighten, as if something had left me, and the sad feeling was swept away.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be the original host's obsession dissipating.

Finally, Zheng Guo put the wooden box back into the secret compartment with great heaviness.

At that time, Jia Zhang came to the Dongcheng District Military Control Commission.

It was afternoon and there were not many people queuing up for service. After a while, I met Secretary Wang who was in charge of reception.

"Zhang Cuihua, it's you!"

Secretary Wang, who had been busy all day, already had a headache, and when he saw this person, he instinctively curled his lips.

Yes, although Dongcheng District is very big.

But this person really knows Zhang Cuihua.

When she was trying to arrange a house for the Jia family a few months ago, she was deeply impressed by this man's reluctance to spend money but his insistence on choosing a good house.

Later, Secretary Wang talked about this person privately with others and learned about Zhang Cuihua’s many “glorious deeds”.

"Secretary Wang, I want to file a complaint!"

"Who are you suing?"

"Secretary Wang, you have to take care of me. I am old, but I was slapped in the face and attacked with a knife by the young people in our hospital.

Fortunately, I ran fast. If I had run slower, I wouldn’t have been able to see you! "

As Jia Zhang spoke, she pretended to wipe away her tears, but the back of her hands were dry.

"What? Who is so bold?"

"Secretary Wang, this is the boy from the Zheng family in our school. His name is Zheng Guo. Yes, he is the foreign student who was expelled!"

"It was him? He slapped you and stabbed you with a knife?"

Secretary Wang had a deep impression of Zheng Guo.

About a month ago, a young man came to her with a file.

When I saw that he was a college student and an international student, I was quite polite to this young man.

But after looking through his file and seeing three serious punishments, she began to dislike this young man and she deliberately put him on hold in terms of work arrangements.

"Yes, Officer Wang, you should arrest him immediately, otherwise this bastard will definitely bully the people in the future. Besides, I feel that this kid will definitely join the enemy spies in the future."

"Stop!"

As Secretary Wang listened to Zhang Cuihua's talk, he became more and more confused.

Although the young man was expelled and received severe punishment.

However, for those who can be sent abroad to study, the country will definitely conduct a thorough review.

Based on Jia Zhang's past, Secretary Wang immediately concluded that it was Jia Zhang who must have been the one causing trouble and ended up running into a tough guy, so he emphasized his tone.

"Why did he hit you? Explain the situation clearly first! Zhang Cuihua, you will go to jail if you falsely accuse someone. You should think it through before you speak!"

Jia Zhang frowned immediately. This damn woman was so annoying with her questions. Couldn’t she just send someone to capture Zheng Guo directly?

Secretary Wang noticed Jia Zhang's reaction.

During the more than one year that I have worked at the Military Control Commission, I have received countless people and handled countless matters. I have my own way of dealing with anyone.

Jia Zhang shuddered inexplicably, she was indeed shocked by this aura, so she quickly explained: "No, I didn't frame anyone.

That bastard really hit me and even chased me with a kitchen knife. Many people in our yard saw it!"

Secretary Wang raised his eyebrows and emphasized his tone again.

"Zhang Cuihua, please tell me the point, why did he hit you!"

"what!"

Jia Zhang felt guilty, and her momentum immediately weakened to the lowest point, and she said softly.

"Well, I just wanted to buy a penthouse in his house, but he didn't agree so he slapped me and even chased me with a knife!"

Hearing this, Wang stood up angrily and shouted at Jia Zhang: "Well, Zhang Cuihua, you are so bold! Buy a house? Who allowed you to buy a house allocated by the government?"

"Ah! Oh!"

Only then did Jia Zhang remember the policy that the staff had introduced when the housing was allocated.

At this moment, Jia Zhang felt very guilty and had a miserable expression on her face.

"Oh, Director Wang, I forgot, I forgot, look, that bastard didn't sell the house to me.

Director Wang, my husband Jia and my son are about to get off work, I have to go home and cook for them!"

After Jia Zhang finished speaking, she ran away immediately.

Secretary Wang looked at Jia Zhang's back and said, "Huh, who is she?"

But before he knew it, Secretary Wang's impression of Zheng Guo became even worse.

After Jia Zhang left the Military Control Commission, she started cursing again.

"Damn you Wang, you are just a nobody, but you are so cocky. Don't let me get you into trouble one day, or I will sue you to death!"

"Uncle, how much is this pork per pound?"

There was nothing at home, and it was almost time for dinner, so I had to go out to buy some food.

Zheng Guo asked along the way and arrived at the nearest market.

After a look around, I saw very few vegetables, just potatoes, cabbages, radishes and some dried goods. Not even a single green vegetable was seen.

I have to say that this era was truly a time of material scarcity.

But when asked about the price, Zheng Guo's eyes immediately lit up.

In two words: cheap.