I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

I don’t know what Lu Pingsheng said to Sister Xu Lan, she walked away staggeringly with red cheeks.

Wei Miao fetched some water and placed the kettle on the extremely strong fire.

"Although Sister Lan is introverted and seems weak, she is stubborn and tenacious..."

Lu Pingsheng sneered at her, "You little brat, you know a lot."

Wei Miao glanced at him and said seriously: "Don't lie to her."

Lu Pingsheng saw that she was like an old hen protecting her chicks. He knew that if he didn't tell her the truth, the little brat would definitely not treat him well.

"I have no feelings for romance, but I do have some methods for a girl who is just beginning to fall in love. I told her about my study abroad experience, and she was very interested."

Wei Miao thought for a moment, his expression softened, and he said to Lu Pingsheng: "Go on."

Lu Pingsheng rubbed his brow and said, "Because the cargo ship can't come, the dye I ordered before the New Year has no return date."

Since he came to this world, he has had a golden finger that can see through the essence of things and people, and he is not short of money at all.

As long as he wanted, he could get hundreds of millions of US dollars by just taking a walk around Wumazhai.

But he lacked supplies, technology, connections, and geniuses like Wei Miao.

He wanted to give the medicines and things in his hands to Gucheng.

But he knew clearly that next year's war would be against Nanjing.

But if we give the things to Jinling now, these valuable things will be controlled by someone else, and how much of them will end up in the hands of the soldiers on the front line?

He fell into endless anxiety, like a beast trapped in a cage. He knew the outcome and how to change it, but he was powerless to do anything.

Years ago, he saw the signal he had been waiting for on a telephone pole and contacted the organization.

His mind unconsciously recalled the surprise he felt when he saw Lao Feng in the attic.

After listening to Lao Feng's story, his mind raced several times.

On the day of the meeting, weren’t those Wei Miao and his few little brats who lived in the alley and went to the vegetable market?

Maybe the contact person had seen Wei Miao in the alley and put the note on her out of desperation.

After thinking about this clearly, the question that had troubled Lu Pingsheng for a long time was answered.

He already knew that the note was most likely passed to Lao Feng by Wei Miao, but he concealed this information.

Although he gave Wei Miao books and took her to parties, subconsciously, he didn't want Wei Miao to be involved in a too complicated relationship.

Perhaps, everything can end here.

Wei Miao was very sensitive and she could sense Lu Pingsheng's anxiety.

"Let's put the sulfa matter aside for now. The information you provided me about penicillin is too fragmented and unprofessional. I need more time to think about it. For example, you can send me more oranges and cantaloupes."

Regarding penicillin, she read several reports from the past few decades but did not find much inspiration, so she decided to read ancient books.

She actually discovered that ancient people used the mold on tofu and mustard greens to treat sores and boils.

Even so, Wei Miao's understanding is limited. She needs a teacher with a strong foundation in physics and chemistry, who may be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

But when Lu Pingsheng heard her answer, he paused rubbing his temple and said in disbelief:

"Ah Miao, have you found any clues about penicillin?"

Lu Pingsheng clearly felt his heartbeat quickening, and the dark world before his eyes seemed to brighten up.

Wei Miao nodded casually, "Don't hold out hope, I need all kinds of utensils..."

Lu Pingsheng seemed not to have heard it and turned around excitedly.

His heart leaped with joy, and he felt that all his previous anxiety and fatigue had been swept away. He urgently needed to do something to relieve the emotions that had been suppressed for so long.

He wanted to go forward and hug Wei Miao in his arms, but she nimbly dodged him.

"Ah Miao, do you know? You are a genius, a genius who will save the world. I never misjudge people, never misjudge!"

Lu Pingsheng left. He walked very quickly out of the somewhat deserted alley, looked up at the sky, with tears in his eyes.

He knew that God must have let him come here for a reason, and it was definitely not for him to watch various outcomes unfold coldly.

Even if he only makes small changes, it will be worth it for him to look up at the same starry sky as the martyrs.

The cold winter will eventually pass, and the warm spring will give birth to all things.

Another week passed, the weather gradually warmed up, and the magnolia flowers in the yard next door finally bloomed.

The large, white magnolias seem to be taking revenge on the coming spring, blooming grandly and brilliantly, and looking beautiful from afar.

Xu Ayu, who was about to carry the braised meat to the stall, saw Aunt Axiu and her family going in and out moving things.

When Xu Ayu put down his burden, he almost hit Laba who was following him silently. This time she didn't have time to spit at him, but went to Aunt Axiu's house.

"You want to move?"

Aunt Xiu's face was flushed, and she couldn't help but say with joy:

"Ala is moving to the French Concession."

Xu Ayu was filled with envy and asked:

"Why is it so sudden? I haven't heard you talk about this before."

Aunt Axiu was extremely proud when she saw Xu Ayu's undisguised envy.

Everyone in the nearby alleys knew that in the past seven or eight months, Wei Ada's family was the most prosperous one in the entire alley.

The aroma of braised meat wafts through their house every day. Xu Ayu goes out early with his carrying pole and comes back empty-handed at noon.

Wei A Dabai got a rickshaw, rented it to his brother-in-law, and pulled his family out of the dirty and messy Suzhou River.

You should know that one winter day last year, countless boat people froze to death on the Suzhou River.

Xu Ayu said sincerely and enviously:

"You're in such a hurry to move to a better place. I don't know when we can meet again in the future."

Aunt Xiu put away her thoughts and complimented Xu Ayu:

"Why do you envy me? I've sent all four of your children to school. Without money, who would dare to be so generous?"

Xu Ayu smiled modestly and sighed pretentiously:

"We are poor and particular. It was A Miao who said that if we study more, it will be easier to find a job in the future."

"It's okay for adults to suffer a little, but I can't bear to let the children follow our old path."

Aunt Xiu didn't believe a word she said, but she also agreed:

"Parents are so pitiful. I sold my ancestral home for the sake of my children."

Everyone's life is going downhill, but your family is moving uphill, and everyone is going to get red-eye disease.

If Xu Ayu hadn't been a good person, and hadn't brought some braised dishes to his neighbors from time to time, and the people in the alley hadn't been arrogant when asking Wei Ada for help, he would have been kicked out of there long ago.

Wei Miao took little Wei Dong out to watch the fun, "Aunt, has the house been sold?"

Seeing Aunt Xiu nod, Wei Miao sighed in his heart, realizing that he was still a step too late after all.

Aunt Axiu likes the obedient and clever Wei Miao very much.

Others may not know, but she who lives next door knows something.

The Wei family’s success has a lot to do with this well-behaved boy in front of them.

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