Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Jia Dongxu returned home angrily. Qin Huairu had already brought the meal to him. It was just cornmeal steamed buns and pickled radish. What was different about Jia Dongxu was that he had two eggs. After all, there were five people in the family, and he was the only one who worked. He was also the only one with a city hukou and a ration of food. Others could only eat black market food.

If we talk about this matter, we should blame Jia Zhangshi. When Qin Huairu married, she could change her rural household registration to urban household registration, but she refused because she coveted Qin Huairu's two acres of private land in the countryside.

As a result, she couldn't change it now, which made Jia Zhang regret it to death.

Jia Dongxu is not a diligent person. He is lazy at work every day and is also stupid. He works for an eighth-level fitter as his master, but he doesn't study hard. Now he is only a second-level fitter and earns 31.5 yuan a month.

Banggeng came back at mealtime, and seeing that it was steamed bread and pickled vegetables again, he couldn't help but grin and howl.

"I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat, grandma, I want to eat meat."

He didn't dare to make trouble with Jia Dongxu, otherwise he would be beaten.

The wisdom of a child is that he will make trouble for anyone who is nice to him.

Jia Zhang loved Bang Geng the most. She hugged Bang Geng and called him "my dearest baby" and then turned around and yelled at Qin Huairu: "Why don't you eat some meat? He eats this every day and has made my eldest grandson thin and hungry."

Qin Huairu wanted to die. She only had two taels of meat coupons from Jia Dongxu every month. She had to save them for several months to have enough meat for a meal. It was difficult for a good cook to cook without rice. Where could she, a housewife, get meat? She asked for it but didn't give it to him. She cried poor but ignored him. Qin Huairu had no choice.

Jia Dongxu snorted and said sarcastically, "Mom, you better be more careful with your words next time."

"Why?"

"Why? Grandpa and his family are about to move into our backyard. Now that they have someone to rely on, will we still have a say?"

Jia Zhang was completely confused. This bastard just spoke like his dead father, always speaking in a confusing way.

"What do you mean? Explain it clearly."

"It's Qin Huairu's cousin, Qin Qing's family, is moving to the backyard, and the house they're cleaning up is allocated to their family."

"What the hell? Why?" Jia Zhang was immediately furious.

Qin Huairu was surprised and delighted. This was good news for her. Just as Jia Dongxu said, her back straightened up and her eyes became more determined.

"Why? Because they adopted the Lu family's money-losing kid. It was a reward from the street."

Jia Zhang gritted her teeth and smiled again: "Haha, that's good too. In the future, if our family needs anything, we can ask Huairu to borrow it. If they make delicious food, how can they miss my grandson? That's great."

Jia Dongxu glanced at his mother. After all, the old ones are the wisest. How come she didn’t think of such an advantageous opportunity?

This time, my mood was good and even the steamed buns became sweet.

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On the hilltop of Uncle Yi's house, Aunt Yi and Aunt Er were talking in whispers. When they heard footsteps, they looked up and saw that it was Qin Dabao.

The aunt curled her lips and lowered her head.

The second aunt looked at Qin Dabao with resentment, but she spoke: "Mr. Qin, have you told the street office about your house renovation?"

Qin Dabao glanced at her coldly: "Of course I did. What are you doing? Do you need to ask?"

After that, he left directly.

This almost made Second Aunt piss herself: "What are you talking about? Who is this little bastard talking to like that? You have no manners."

Without even looking up, the auntie said leisurely, "This brat is so arrogant now that he doesn't even take you, the auntie in charge, seriously."

Now in No. 95 Courtyard, only the uncle in charge with bangs has not been combed out. The second aunt is just as stupid as the second uncle. When the first aunt provoked her, she started to curse.

The auntie continued, "You said they're going to build a blast furnace to make steel soon, and the Qin family is renovating their house. If anyone could mobilize them to donate wood, it would be a great achievement. Maybe they could be rewarded and become a director at their workplace."

When Second Aunt heard this, her eyes lit up...

Liu Haizhong was originally a seventh-level blacksmith with a monthly salary of 82 yuan. He lived a comfortable life in the courtyard. When he got home, he would have a little wine, scrambled eggs, and eat some meat every now and then. His life was very enjoyable.

His wife was also very hardworking and gave birth to three children, all boys. Normally, he should be content with such a life.

Who knew that he was obsessed with being a high-ranking official, always dreaming of getting some official position, just like his traitorous father.

Now his dream of becoming an official has become a bubble, and he is so angry that he can only drink at home to drown his sorrows.

The second aunt is a rural woman, very stupid. As soon as she was provoked by the first aunt, the little flame in her heart was blazing.

As soon as I got home, I couldn't wait to go over.

"Dad, I want to tell you something."

With his eyes narrowed in his bangs, he nodded dignifiedly: "What's the matter?"

Second Auntie had long been accustomed to her husband's arrogance, and she also believed that her husband was the material for becoming an official.

Next to Liu Haizhong sat their eldest son Liu Guangqi. Liu Guangqi was the same age as Qin Dabao, but Qin Dabao was in high school while Liu Guangqi was in technical secondary school. He was currently staying at home waiting for a job.

His two younger brothers, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu, held their bowls of rice and looked at Liu Haizhong cautiously. This was the family rule. They could not eat until their father started eating.

Liu Guangqi didn't care about that. He picked up the egg with his chopsticks and started eating. Liu Haizhong seemed not to be watching. In Liu Haizhong's mind, the eldest son and grandson were the orthodox ones. This was also due to his family background. This feudal remnant thought was fully implemented in his family.

As for the Liu Guangtian brothers, they were just tools for Liu Haizhong to release his anger.

The second aunt poured Liu Haizhong a cup of wine and said, "His father, the Qin family in the backyard is renovating their house and brought in a lot of big logs yesterday..."

Liu Haizhong drank the wine in the cup, smacked his lips, picked up an egg and put it in his mouth. Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu then started to eat, but they could only pickle the pickles and didn't dare to touch the eggs.

"Is Qin Qing really rich? Where did he get it?" Now that the property left by Wenwen's parents is under the control of the street office, no one dares to gossip about the Qin family anymore.

"His father, this is what I'm thinking. You said the sub-district office is going to make steel again these days, right? Doesn't making steel require fire? And doesn't making fire require wood? You said you are the only person in charge of our compound now. If you mobilize the Qin family to donate all the wood and bricks, the sub-district office and the factory will be happy, so they can give you a position as director or team leader. What's the point of your historical problems?"

When Liu Haizhong heard this, his eyes lit up. "Don't tell me, this old woman's idea is perfect! It's absolutely perfect!"

"Come on, mother." Liu Guangqi took a mouthful of rice and said, "Will the Qin family agree to that person? They bought him with money."

Liu Haizhong viciously poured a cup of wine into his mouth: "Fuck! He doesn't agree? If he doesn't agree, then he can hold his own study class. He's just a bunch of bastards, how can he be allowed to rebel?"

Seeing that his father's mood and the atmosphere were quite right, Liu Guangtian secretly took a piece of egg.

Liu Haizhong swung the chopsticks in his hand and hit Liu Guangtian in the face. He was a seventh-level blacksmith, so how much strength did he have?

Liu Guangtian screamed miserably, and two swellings quickly appeared on his face.

Liu Haizhong cursed with red eyes and kept hitting Liu Guangtian with the chopsticks in his hand. His momentum was about to lift the roof up. The cause of all this was just because his son stole an egg. This son was his own son!