My golden finger is open

After eating, she should think carefully about how to live the rest of her life.

Tidy up the house first and take all of grandma's clothes away.

There were only two sets of bedding and a few tattered clothes of the original owner left in the room.

Very easy to clean.

At night, the sky darkened.

Shen Qingyu took out five pieces of pork from the system space, each weighing one pound, and she carried them towards the village chief's house.

When they arrived at the door, they knocked on it a few times. The village chief's wife came out of the house and the door opened. When they looked out, they saw the girl from the Shen family.

She warmly invited them into the house, and Shen Qingyu handed the pork she brought to the village head's aunt. The two of them argued for a long time, and finally the village head couldn't stand it anymore, and her wife took the pork.

The village chief knocked on his pipe, looked at her and said, "You are so thoughtful. I'll ask your aunt to send some meat to Daniu and Wang Er's families. These two families have worked hard these past few days."

"Yeah," that was what she meant. She was not very familiar with these two families, so she decided to let the village chief do it.

"Uncle, I have something to ask of you. Can you please give me a letter of introduction? I am going to the city. And the other thing is about the house."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the village chief, waiting for him to reply.

The village chief had already made up his mind. "Girl, don't worry about leaving the house to me. I will definitely take care of it for you. This house cannot be left alone. If it is left alone, it will collapse. There are quite a few families in the village who are in need of houses. If there are people living in the house, it will not rot."

"Let's go, uncle will go and get you a letter of introduction." The village chief said as he led the way.

Shen Qingyu followed behind, and after arriving at the village office and getting the letter of introduction, she said goodbye to the village chief and left.

The village chief called her and sighed, "Girl, be sensible when you get to the city. If you really can't get used to living there, just come back to the village where you can always get a bite to eat."

This touched Shen Qingyu deeply. She forced a smile and said, "I will be fine, don't worry, Uncle Village Chief."

After parting with the village chief, Shen Qingyu returned home.

Take off your shoes and lie down in bed.

Only then did she truly feel that she had arrived in an era where life was extremely difficult and that she would have to survive here in the future.

Not wanting to think about these troubling things anymore, Shen Qingyu closed her eyes.

early morning

Shen Qingyu boiled water and made herself a bowl of milk powder. This was her breakfast.

He put his clothes on a parcel, tied it up, put it on his shoulder, and took a look at the small house where he had lived for a few days.

After locking the gate, she went to the village chief's house to get the key.

Following the repeated instructions of the village head and his wife, Shen Qingyu embarked on the journey of searching for his relatives.

She left home late and the ox cart in the village had already left, so she could only walk to the county.

He took the bus to the city again. Along the way, sitting in the smell of gasoline, sweat, poultry manure and all kinds of unpleasant odors, Shen Qingyu finally reached the destination.

get off

After retching for a while, I finally breathed a breath.

On the streets of the city, pedestrians are all in a hurry, everyone looks very energetic, and bicycles can be seen everywhere.

After asking along the way, she finally arrived at the entrance of an alley, which was the address her grandmother had mentioned.

Walking into the yard, I found that it was a large compound with many families living in it.

At this time, an old lady happened to pass by, and Shen Qingyu called her, "Auntie, which family is Shen Dazhuang from?"

The middle-aged woman stopped, looked at the unfamiliar face in front of her, and asked with some caution, "Why are you asking this?"

"I am her relative,"

The middle-aged woman saw that she was just a teenage girl, so she said nonchalantly, "That's the family." Following her gaze, she saw that this was the family she was looking for.

She thanked, "Thank you, Auntie."

The other party hummed and walked away.

Shen Qingyu walked over and stopped at the door. Seeing someone inside, she went forward and knocked on the door. "Is anyone there?"

There were footsteps, followed by voices.

"Who is it?" The door was opened and the person looked at the girl in front of him, "Who are you looking for?"

This is a middle-aged man, about 1.7 meters tall, with fair skin, long eyebrows and thin lips.

Shen Qingyu looked at the man and answered, "My name is Shen Qingyu and I live in Dagou Village. My grandmother is Li Fengqin."

After saying that, she looked at the man's reaction, waiting for his response.

A look of understanding appeared on the man's face, and he stepped aside to let Shen Qingyu in.

The middle-aged man asked her to sit on the chair first, and poured her a glass of water and put it in her hand.

This behavior made her very satisfied with her original family.

The man sat opposite her, thought for a moment and asked, "How did you find it?"

She told her about the situation at home.

The man was silent for a while before speaking, "You stay here first."

Then he led her into a room and turned around to say to her, "This is your sister's room. You stay here first. I will arrange things for you when your mother comes back in the evening."

"I'm going to work," he said and went out.

Shen Qingyu looked around the room. It was about five or six square meters in size. There was a single wooden bed on one side and a small cabinet at the end of the bed. On the cabinet was a small mirror and a box of facial oil. This was the layout of the entire room.

She took her package and put it on top of the cabinet.

Then he walked around the whole house and looked at the condition of the home.

The house is less than 30 square meters, with three rooms plus a small living room, and the kitchen for cooking is in the shed outside.

Shen Qingyu was so hungry that she felt dizzy. She took out a handful of White Rabbit milk candies, peeled one and put it in her mouth. She ate seven or eight in a row before she felt less hungry.

I went back to the small room, lay down on the small wooden bed, and fell asleep soon.

Time passes slowly.

"Ah, who are you?" A scream rang out, waking up Shen Qingyu from her sleep.

She looked dazedly at the girl standing in front of her and shouting. The girl had two big braids, long eyebrows, thin eyes, and thin lips. She looked very similar to the middle-aged man at noon, and her skin was also very fair.

She was still exporting, and as she spoke, she reached out and pulled her off the bed.

At this time, a middle-aged woman's voice sounded, and a woman came over. When she saw the girl in the room, her expression was a little unnatural.

She had short hair that reached her ears and looked 50% similar to herself. The woman stood there without saying a word.

The girl was still shouting, "Mom, there's a thief in our house, hurry up and send her to the police station. She's still sleeping in my bed, I don't want this bed anymore, and I don't know if she has any germs on her body."

Balabala output.

The middle-aged woman still didn't speak.

Shen Qingyu looked at the girl, then at the middle-aged woman, and repeated what she said at noon.

The middle-aged woman finally responded and the girl stopped shouting.

In the small living room, the two sides were clearly divided. Shen Qingyu was sitting on a chair, opposite her sat a middle-aged woman, and the girl stood behind her mother, looking at her with unfriendly eyes.

There was disgust and contempt in his eyes, as if she was some kind of dirty thing.

The middle-aged woman spoke. This was the first time she spoke to Shen Qingyu. "How did you find me?"

He spoke the same words as the middle-aged man, but his tone was much stiffer, with a hint of barely perceptible annoyance.