Reborn 1980 Married to the toughest guy in the army

"Or maybe they are sick and need my blood or bone marrow to save their lives!"

These are all plots from novels. As a veteran novelist, Jiang Wan can of course recite them fluently.

She thought so and said so.

Rose, who was standing next to her, twitched her eyebrows when she heard this, and she couldn't say "I'm your mother" anymore.

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Rose's mind.

If she had said a few days ago that she had nothing to ask of Jiang Wan, she might have been able to say these words with a clear conscience.

However, after the two of them had a long conversation last night, Rose thought of Jiang Wan's ideas and the things in her mind, which would make anyone drool.

If she said "I am your mother" at this time.

Perhaps Jiang Wan’s first thought was: Does she want to take advantage of what’s in my brain for free and use me to make more money?

Rose rubbed her brows in annoyance.

The words rolled around on the tip of her tongue but she swallowed them back, thinking that it would be better to let her father say it, as she said it was not appropriate.

After the two got on the train, Rose took even better care of her daughter.

Jiang Wan didn't think much about it. After all, she was pregnant now, and Rose was a sentimental person.

There was nothing wrong with taking care of a pregnant woman more carefully, so I accepted it with peace of mind.

But she always remembered in her heart how good Rose was to her.

The journey of more than an hour passed quickly, and when the train stopped, Jiang Wan and Meigui both got off.

Calculating the time, Jia Haixia and the others should not arrive so soon, so the two of them found a guesthouse near the train station, booked a temporary room, and rested in it.

At around 6 o'clock in the evening, Jia Haixia and her group arrived.

Everyone had dinner in the city, rested for a while after dinner, and then prepared to go to Zhu Xiaoliang's home.

Rose said at this time: "At this time, if we go there, we will have to stay at Xiaoliang's house at night, but the question is how big his house is and whether it can accommodate all of us."

"I'm not picky about the conditions, but I can't sleep on the floor if I have nowhere to live."

This was a very telling point. Everyone looked at Zhu Xiaoliang and his mother.

Zhu's mother shook her head sadly, saying that their home was too small and really couldn't accommodate so many people. There were some families in the village who were relatively close to his family, but the problem was that none of them had much extra space.

Finally, I decided to go there at dawn the next day.

They rested in the guesthouse that night. Zhu Xiaoliang and his mother felt a little homesick.

It has been more than half a year since I was out, and now I can finally go back. Of course I am happy.

But I don’t know what my home has become now. Almost all the valuable things in the house have been sold.

I don’t know whether those antiques my mother picked up are really valuable.

The two of them had a myriad of thoughts in their minds, and they waited in a daze all night.

When the sun rose the next day, everyone finished their breakfast and headed towards Zhu's house.

When they arrived at the village, they saw people busy working from afar. It was almost autumn harvest time, but the harvest here would start half a month later than in Yanjing.

It was a busy time now, so Mother Zhu took everyone directly to their home. When they arrived at the door, they saw the dilapidated gate and run-down courtyard.

But before they could go in, they found a tricycle parked at the gate of the yard.

Someone was loading something into the car.

When Zhu Xiaoliang saw this, he shouted, "Who are you? Who told you to move our things out?"

Zhu's mother also realized something was wrong and rushed into the yard, where she saw several young men from the same village loading all her treasures onto a tricycle.

Now Zhu's mother was not going to stand for this. She stopped everyone and didn't let them leave.

When these people saw Zhu Mama and Zhu Xiaoliang coming back, they put down their things and said, "It was your sister who asked us to move. We had no choice. Besides, your sister paid us. If we don't move, we won't get the money."

Jiang Wan got out of the car, saw this scene, walked up to them and asked, "How much did she pay you to move these things?"

The young man in the lead said: "We were given 5 yuan to move all these things onto the tricycle."

Jiang Wan asked again: "Where did she ask you to move these things to?"

The three replied, "These are all junk. According to her, just clear out all the junk in the yard and throw it into the garbage dump."

After he finished speaking, everyone looked at each other.

Jia Haixia walked over and picked up a pottery jar from the tricycle and took a look at it.

Her pupils shrank, she raised her head to look at Jiang Wan and nodded imperceptibly.

Jiang Wan understood that this was an antique, and a good thing at that.

Jia Haixia just picked up one at random and it was a pretty good thing, so there must be more other treasures.

Jiang Wan was silent for a moment, then took out 10 yuan from her pocket and gave it to him.

Tell them: "You can leave now. You don't need to move. Don't tell anyone about what happened here. Just go home."

Seeing this, the three men took the 10 yuan and started to drive the tricycle.

Jiang Wan said, "Please unload the things in the car and put them back in the yard. Remember to handle them with care. Although these things are not valuable, they carry the thoughts of the Zhu family mother and son."

"If you break it, don't blame me for being rude."

The three of them frowned and looked at Jiang Wan unhappily.

Jiang Wan waved her hand and said, "As long as you return them to the yard intact, I'll give you another 5 yuan."

The three of them were happy to hear this.

He hurriedly started moving the things back, and in a short while he had moved all the things back. Then he put nothing on the bike and rode away empty-handed.

After they left, Jiang Wan led his men into the yard.

Zhu Xiaoliang and his mother had already started packing up those things. Jiang Wan took a look and saw that there were probably hundreds of little gadgets in total.

These hundreds of little things really have everything.

There are snuff bottles, small ceramics, and some smaller vases.

But each one looks gray.

Even if it was placed in the yard, it looked no different from a pile of junk.

Jiang Wan picked up a snuff bottle and looked at it, her pupils shrank slightly.

Even a half-witted idiot like her could see that this small snuff bottle was from the Qing Dynasty and was worth some money.

Jiang Wan put it on the ground, then looked at Zhu's mother and asked, "What's going on with your sister?"

Mother Zhu pursed her lips and whispered, "I am the adopted daughter of the family. The sister they are talking about is actually my parents' biological daughter. My adoptive parents adopted an abandoned baby from outside because they had no children for many years."

This abandoned baby is Zhu’s mother.

After Zhu's mother came to their home, she lived a relatively stable life in the first few years.