The cannon fodder female supporting role stirs up trouble in period literature

Although it was light outside, the shopping malls were not open yet, so the family went straight to the state-owned restaurant near the station.

Find a table, sit down, and go to the counter to order.

Maybe it was because the whole family had good looks and were well dressed. Although Hua Jianshe was in his forties, he was tall and looked energetic. He did not look like a worker, but more like a leader of some government agency. The lady who issued the invoices was very nice. She even told Hua Jianshe what dishes were served for lunch today and suggested that the whole family come over to try them at noon.

After thanking him, Hua Jianshe bought twelve large meat buns and ordered six bowls of noodle soup. Hearing that there were pork elbows, he bought a platter of sliced ​​pork elbows and pork heads, and also bought half a catty of white wine, which he filled two wine glasses with.

Zhou Laiying glared at him back and forth several times, "Drunkard? Drinking so early in the morning!"

Hua Jianshe smiled and handed a glass of wine to Zhou Laiying, "Wife, have a sip too. The wine in this restaurant is authentic."

Zhou Laiying did not refuse, he took the glass, tilted his head back and finished the glass, Hua Jianshe smacked his lips, "Slow down, slow down, this way of pouring doesn't make the wine taste good, it's all in vain."

Zhou Laiying put down his wine glass and wiped his lips with a bit of disdain, "It's just so-so, not as good as what Xirong brought back from the capital before."

Hua Xirong was the name of the original owner’s biological father. He would go to the capital several times a year and was a well-known figure in the city.

After hearing what his wife said, Hua Jianshe subconsciously looked at Hua Rendong. Seeing that she looked normal, he glared at his wife unhappily: Why do you have to mention her father in front of the second girl? Aren't you afraid that the second girl will be sad when she thinks about it?

Zhou Laiying also realized that he had said something inappropriate and wanted to open his mouth to make amends, but Hua Jianshe said, "Just shut up!"

Zhou Laiying was not angry after being criticized. She just laughed and her face turned red. It was obvious that she was drunk.

I had a very filling meal. When I came out of the restaurant, it was past eight o'clock and the nearby shopping malls had also started to open.

After making an appointment with Zhou Laiying to go to her house after they finished shopping, Hua Jindong went straight to the bus stop.

I got on the bus and spent five cents to buy a ticket. It took more than ten minutes to reach the station, and then another five minutes to walk to my doorstep.

This is a courtyard house with five rooms. The yard alone is about 40 square meters. Compared with Hua Jianshe's cramped house, it can be considered a mansion.

The house was bought by Hua Xirong more than 20 years ago before he got married. If Hua Xirong had not died in the line of duty, the house would not have been kept by Hua Rendong until now at a time when housing is in short supply.

That's right. There were many people who coveted this small courtyard. Hua Rendong still remembered the scene of the cold winter days when the young original owner was tightly wrapped in Zhou Laiying's coat and sat on the ground outside the city hall, crying and cursing in the street.

At that time, Hua Jianshe was lying straight at the gate of the government, motionless. When anyone tried to pull him over, he would cover his bruised head and shout, "Murder! Government officials are trying to kill the descendants of heroes! The common people have no way to survive!"

It's embarrassing, but it works!

The lock was a little rusty, and Honeysuckle had to work hard to open it.

Pushing the door open, I saw a lot of garbage piled up at the base of the wall on the left side of the yard, including vegetable leaves, vegetable roots, fish bones, torn trousers and rotten socks mixed with mud. There were also traces of dirt left on the wall over the years, and you could tell at a glance that they were left by the family pouring water down the wall.

Hua Honeysuckle had to admire that family. The garbage was piled up against a wall. Aren’t they afraid of being suffocated in the summer or being bitten by mosquitoes?

First, open the door of the main house and go in to ripen a batch of soybeans, making full use of your supernatural powers.

I went to the outer room to get a shovel and threw all the garbage against the wall back one shovel at a time.

The woman who was sweeping the yard over there was hit on the head and screamed, "You're killing me! Throwing garbage into someone else's house so early in the morning?"

A rusty half-broken kitchen knife was stuck on the ground at her feet. The woman screamed, but the cursing stopped.

Honeysuckle was satisfied and did not stop until she had dug a few inches deeper. If the ground below had been uncultivated and impossible to dig, she would have wanted to dig three feet deeper.

After doing all this, Hua Honeysuckle locked the door from the inside and returned to the room where the original owner had lived.

The supernatural power was restored, and the honeysuckle gave birth to a handful of soybeans. Then he went up to the kang and put the empty kangqin cabinet into the space. He uncovered the mat on the kang, revealing the yellow earth surface underneath.

Hua Honeysuckle used a shovel to dig along the edge of the kang. When he pulled it down, a piece of wood was exposed. Then he continued to dig along the edge of the board until the original appearance of the entire board was exposed.

The wooden board is more than one meter long and half a meter wide. When you tap on it gently with your hand, it makes a hollow sound.

After pulling it with his hands, which was a bit strenuous, Hua Honeysuckle directly retracted the wooden board into the space, revealing a dark hole underneath and a ladder leading downwards.

The entrance to the cave had not been opened for many years. Honeysuckle was not in a hurry to go down, but opened the entrance to let as much fresh air as possible. When he felt the time was almost up, he carefully climbed down the ladder with a flashlight.

After passing through a soil layer more than two meters deep, the real basement is below. Standing in the basement, Hua Honeysuckle looked around the environment here.

The space is over 40 square meters, and the height is about two meters. Sunlight shines through from all four corners, which shows that the ventilation here is very good. Even without turning on the flashlight, you can roughly see the whole picture of the basement with the sunlight.

There are six rows of wooden racks, each about four meters long, fixed to the roof and ground of the basement with pillars. This perfectly solves the support problem of the basement, leaving only a narrow aisle on one side for people to pass through.

Each row of shelves has four layers, and on each layer are five identical boxes. Four layers mean twenty boxes, and six rows mean a total of one hundred and twenty boxes.

The boxes are about 40 meters wide, 40 meters high and 60 meters long, and each box has a numbered lock hanging on it.

In addition to the boxes on the shelves, there are five large boxes in the corner of one wall, numbered: one, two, three, four, and five.

The keys are hanging on the first row of shelves, and the numbers on the keys are from 001 to 120, as well as one, two, three, four, and five.

Hua Honeysuckle took the key and opened the five large boxes first. The first one was filled with small yellow croakers, which surprised Hua Honeysuckle even though she was mentally prepared. This box was at least hundreds of kilograms. In her previous life, it would have been worth more than 20 million.

She was rich, and with these boxes, in a few years, even if she just lay down and did nothing, she would have enough to live a life without worries about food and clothing.

After the excitement, Hua Rendong opened all five boxes. In addition to three boxes of gold bars and small yellow croakers, there were also two boxes of calligraphy and paintings.

When Hua Rendong saw a painting of Autumn Wind on a silk fan by Tang Bohu in a box, and there were more than a dozen paintings by famous artists with different signatures, she knew that the things in these two boxes alone were priceless.

The boxes on the shelves were opened one by one. In addition to various gold, silver and jade jewelry, there were also some jade articles that looked of extraordinary quality.

After checking them out, he put all the boxes into the space until only rows of shelves were left in the entire basement. Then Hua Honeysuckle clapped his hands in satisfaction: This time I don't have to worry about anyone coveting my things anymore!