Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Qin Dabao handed the little girl to Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu held Xiaodang in her arms and took the little girl in each hand. The little boy next to her was her son named Banggeng. The six-year-old boy wiped his big nose and looked at Qin Dabao with admiration. He thought that the big brother's beating posture was so handsome.

"Huai Ru, please take care of Wen Wen for me. I'll come to see her tomorrow."

Qin Huairu glanced at Jia Zhang in embarrassment, but finally ignored her glare and said, "Okay, don't worry, uncle."

Qin Dabao rubbed Wenwen's hair and said softly: "Be good, play with your aunt first, and your brother will come back to see you tomorrow."

The little girl's name was Lu Wenwen. She nodded while sobbing, but her eyes were full of fear. Her little hands tightly grasped Qin Dabao's clothes. Qin Dabao coaxed her for a long time before she let go.

Qin Dabao followed Director Wang out and passed by the old man. He glanced at him. The old man was still staring at him with his eyes wide open, looking very aggressive.

Qin Dabao gave him a disdainful smile, turned around and shouted at Director Tan's back: "Director Tan, I'm going to tell you another secret."

"Ah? Okay!" Director Tan replied with a smile.

Director Wang pursed his lips and patted Qin Dabao: "How can this kid have so many secrets?"

The old man suddenly felt guilty, as if something bad was about to happen...

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It was past eleven o'clock in the evening when Qin Dabao dragged his tired body back to Nanluoguxiang. He had not eaten or drunk anything the whole day except for a steamed bun given to him at the police station. At the age of growing up, one steamed bun was not enough to fill his teeth.

It was too late, in the middle of winter, and there was no one in the alley.

The dim street lights on the roadside cast an elongated shadow on Qin Dabao, and the snowflakes falling from the sky covered the white ground layer by layer.

Qin Dabao looked at the mottled black gate of the courtyard and was so exhausted that he sat down on the steps.

Why would Lu Qianchuan think of murdering his brother and sister-in-law at this time? Lu Baiwen and his wife have been working for almost ten years, so shouldn't they have been killed long ago?

There is a reason that Qin Dabao and Director Tan are well aware of.

In early 58, the rural areas responded to the government's call and opened large canteens. All edible things were collected, and people worked and ate together. In the first few months, people were excited, although they did not have the life of going up and down the stairs, or having electricity and telephones.

But we also entered the GC society early, working together, eating together, and being like one family in one village and one production team.

At the beginning, every meal in the cafeteria consisted of four dishes and a soup, and white flour buns and two-grain flour steamed buns were available. No matter adults or children, everyone ate with great pleasure.

When there is fat in the stomach, the worst bad habit of human beings emerges: waste. Since they eat free food anyway, they will throw it away after taking a bite and eat another one. They will throw away the steamed buns in the泔水袋 after taking a bite. During that time, the pigs in the production team were bloated and their weight increased rapidly.

The first six months were a time of joy for the farmers and pigs in the production team. However, after the six months, the grain was gone and the autumn grain could not be delivered. The pigs never had enough to eat, let alone the people.

The country had just been founded, and there was a lot of work to be done. The national strength was weak, and coupled with serious waste, the country's stored grain was squandered in just a few months.

People in the countryside could no longer get enough to eat, so the food in the canteens was replaced with wild vegetables. Gradually, the wild vegetables were eaten up, and people began to starve to death in various places.

Only life in the city is still lukewarm. People are not starving to death, but they are not full either. After all, there is a ration of food every month. Although the food is not good, people are basically not starving to death.

This is the main reason why Lu Qianchuan killed his brother and sister-in-law for money.

In order to survive, people have to learn to eat each other...

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Qin Dabao calmed down, rubbed his face, stood up, pushed the door open, went in and closed it, and turned around to get a fright.

I saw Uncle Ma holding half a candle, the small flame reflecting his shoe-horn face, and he looked just like a ghost.

"Oh my god, Uncle Ma, why are you so quiet? This guy is so scary that he can scare people to death!"

Uncle Ma blew out the candle with a puff. He saved as much as he could. The corridor was pitch black again. He slowly got used to the darkness. Qin Dabao had lived two lifetimes, and except for Yan Bugui, he had never seen a more stingy person than Uncle Ma. There was a saying specifically about him: he would taste the saltiness of every manure cart passing by, and if he didn't pick up anything when he went out, it would be considered lost.

"Dabao, what's going on? Was it really Lu Baiwen who was killed by his mother, brother and others?"

"Well, the murderers have been caught, and they confessed that it was Lu Qianchuan and his wife who paid them to kill his brother and sister-in-law. His mother knew about it all along and didn't interfere, but she didn't object either."

Uncle Ma nodded, turned around and walked towards the door, his hunched body becoming even more bent, leaving only a sigh with a hint of crying in the air.

Qin Dabao looked at his back and thought that this man was not so bad after all.

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The lights in the main room were off, and mom and dad had fallen asleep long ago. That was how it was in those days. No one worried about their children, especially a 17 or 18-year-old boy like Qin Dabao, who didn't know where his friend's house he would stay at night. Dabao used to sleep at his master's house, and he was used to not going home.

Qin Dabao tiptoed back to the ear room and got into bed to sleep. Since he was not at home, Erbao didn't dare to sleep alone, so he went to the main room to sleep with his parents.

Lying on the kang, Qin Dabao couldn't fall asleep for a long time. He was thinking about little Wenwen. It was fate. The moment he saw Wenwen, he felt like he saw his sister. After his sister became mentally retarded, she stood at the door every day waiting for her brother to get off work, rain or shine.

Without any children to play with her, her lonely little sister looked exactly like Wenwen...

Qin Dabao got up at dawn. When he saw that his parents were still asleep, he remembered that today was Sunday.

Qin Dabao washed up and hurried out. As soon as he left, Lu Xiu'e came out with the chamber pot. Looking at her son's back, she was wondering why this child was so elusive all day long?

Qin Dabao arrived at Courtyard No. 95 and knocked on the door of the Jia family. Jia Zhang came out and told Qin Dabao that He Yushui had taken Wenwen away.

Qin Dabao arrived at Sha Zhu's house and walked in as soon as he pushed the door open.

Hearing the door open, the three people in the room looked up.

Little Wenwen burst into tears, struggled to climb down, and rushed over with her bare feet, calling "Brother".

Qin Dabao quickly squatted down, hugged Wenwen tightly in his arms, and wiped Wenwen's tears with his hands. At this moment, his heart was almost broken by his tears.

Seeing that Qin Dabao liked Wenwen so much, Sha Zhu opened his mouth but didn't say anything. Qin Dabao picked up Wenwen and rubbed He Yushui's little head. He Yushui kept yawning. It seemed that these three people didn't sleep much all night.

"Brother Zhu, thank you!" Qin Dabao knew that Sha Zhu had a lot of questions to ask, but he really didn't want to explain.

Sha Zhu laughed and punched him.

"Okay, buddy, let's talk about it another day. Take Wenwen home and change her clothes. The child must be hungry. I'll make some porridge later."

Qin Dabao wiped his face and smiled.

"Yeah."

Wenwen became a complete orphan, and Qin Dabao didn't know what to do, but he knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to abandon Wenwen.

Qin Dabao carried Wenwen back to Lu's house. As soon as he pushed the door open, a cold breeze hit him in the face, mixed with a foul smell.

The light bulb in the room was only 15 watts. He turned on the light and looked around the room in the dim light.

The Lu family's house is not big, with only two side rooms.

The house, from the roof to the walls, was covered with old newspapers brought back from the factory.

The windowsill was very wide, with a kang on it. Lu Qianchuan and the others had been using the bedding for the past two days. They hadn't washed their feet in years, and the quilt was so smelly that Qin Dabao felt sick just by smelling it.

On the kang is a kangqin made of camphor wood, with clothes placed inside and a pile of quilts on top.