If you don't agree, do it! Roll up your sleeves, empty your property and go back to the country

"Guard Yuan'an."

After the small cloth bag was opened, the first thing you saw was a note inside with just these three words written on it. To those who didn't know the meaning, it would look more like a name.

The system scratched its head: "Host, what does this mean?"

"This is my grandmother's handwriting, and it's left-handed. Only my family members know that she writes with her left hand. This is how my grandmother's father trained her since she was a child. He also stipulated that it could only be seen by family members and not by outsiders. It's a traditional education rule of the Wei family."

The system nodded in surprise, sincerely admiring: "Mr. Wei is wise."

"Of course." Bai Nuo smiled and nodded, stroking the three words above, and said with a smile: "Grandma told me that she and Grandpa are now in Beijing. They have not been sent to other places, but they are guarded and cannot leave Beijing.

There should be no problem with my uncle. After my eldest brother joined the army, my grandfather transferred him to the Northwest Research Institute. That place is far away from the political center. Even if he has studied abroad, the research direction he is good at is enough to offset his overseas study status. Even if someone wants to touch him, the country will do its utmost to protect him.

The last two words told me to stay away from the Shanghai Stock Exchange and wait peacefully.

"Then you don't have to worry." The system looked at the host happily.

Bai Nuo nodded: "So it seems that the person who signed me up to go to the countryside was arranged by my grandmother."

Bai Nuo lowered his head, his fingers gently sliding across the paper. His expression was gloomy, the corners of his mouth curled up little by little, his brows filled with a cold and ferocious chill. "I just don't know if those people value the things in my grandfather and uncle's hands, or the things of the Wei family."

"Is there any difference? Aren't they all ours?"

"Of course there are." Bai Nuo smiled and rubbed the system's small bald head, but the smile never reached his eyes. "One is Wu, the other is money. Eighty percent of those who are eyeing Wu are outsiders, and ninety percent of those who are eyeing the Wei family's money are from our country. But, it doesn't matter, no matter who it is..."

Bai Nuo's face became sweeter and brighter, but the murderous look in his eyes was deep and strong, and his voice was eerie and strange.

"No matter who it is, I will make sure he never returns."

He bent his slender middle finger and lightly flicked the system's mechanical little head.

There was a "bang" sound, and it was quite crisp.

"Atong, I heard that the educated youth have a holiday during the New Year. Let's go back to Shanghai secretly."

"it is good!"

The system nodded obediently. No matter what the host did, it would help, as long as it didn't put him in the cage.

I’ve heard from other systems before that the food there is super unpalatable.

In addition to the note, the small bag also contained 500 yuan in cash and various bills, which should have been prepared by the old lady for her. The reason why there were only 500 yuan was probably because there were too many bills to carry.

Bai Nuo put the money and bills into the cash box in the study, then sat down at the desk and began to write a letter.

Of course she couldn't write a letter to her grandmother. This letter was to Xiangshangchong in Shanghai to report her safety, and she could go to the county town to mail it tomorrow.

After finishing the letter, it was already almost eleven o'clock. He had to get up early to catch the bus tomorrow morning, so Bai Nuo packed up and went back to his room to sleep.

At five o'clock the next morning, she was awakened by a knock on the door. She walked out of the space in a daze, lifted the quilt on the ground, threw the quilt used for camouflage into the space, put on a blue cotton coat, and went to open the door in a daze.

"Sister Yuxi, good morning!" Bai Nuo half-closed his eyes and turned his head to glance at the sky outside after saying that.

Very good, the sky is just beginning to get bright, there is only a strip of light on the horizon, and it is still dark above our heads.

"I asked yesterday. We go to the county in the morning by carriage. People start to reserve seats at 5:30. There's only one carriage, so if there's no seat, we'll have to walk to the county. Hurry up and pack up, let's go early to reserve a seat."

Getting up early is better than walking to the county!

Bai Nuo suddenly became alert and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, I'll be there in ten minutes."

Sun Yuxi smiled and rubbed the little girl's messy head: "Okay, I'll go wake up Xianhua first."

Bai Nuo nodded, turned around, closed the door, made sure it was locked, and hurried back to the space to wash up.

It is still very cold in Northeast China in April, especially in the morning. Sometimes the temperature can reach 7 or 8 degrees, so you have to wear a thin cotton jacket.

Bai Nuo is a wood and strength-type mutant. As we all know, most plants are afraid of heat, and Bai Nuo himself considers himself to be quite afraid of cold, but at the same time, because he is a mutant, he is resistant to cold. This contradiction makes the mutants of other types particularly confused.

When she just opened the door, she felt the temperature outside, went back to the space, quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth, applied some skin cream, and then went straight into Warehouse No. 8.

The clothes she found yesterday and planned to wear this morning were completely unsuitable. She felt that she would freeze to death if she went out in that outfit.

The No. 8 Warehouse was filled with retro supplies, including food, drink, entertainment, clothing, food, housing and transportation. Except for food, it had everything. She found a thin cotton jacket with small white flowers and pink lining on the shelf for clothes. The lining was rose pink, and the sleeves were slightly longer and rolled up. She paired it with a high-necked white pullover sweater, which looked particularly beautiful.

I also found a set of flesh-colored autumn clothes and autumn pants, as well as a pair of brown corduroy straight pants with slightly thicker fabric and a retro black women's leather belt.

He found the clothes and put them aside, then turned around and found a pair of black high-top leather shoes with fat round toes and a pair of khaki cotton socks.

Bai Nuo looked at the outfit and thought it was okay. It looked good and was in line with the times. Most importantly, it was very warm.

Holding a cotton jacket and pants in her arms and a pair of small leather shoes in her hands, Bai Nuo turned around and was about to leave the space, but the system quickly grabbed her.

"Host, hair, hair, you are not allowed to walk outside with disheveled hair now."

"Oh, yes, yes." Bai Nuo obediently handed the thing in his hand to 925.

In her previous life, she had short, neat hair. After being reborn here, her mother and grandmother liked to keep her hair long since she was a child. They used to braid her hair beautifully every day, and even her eldest brother had this skill.

However, before going to the countryside, Bai Nuo cut her long hair short, and now it only reaches a little above her shoulders. Too lazy to braid her hair, Bai Nuo simply took two light pink tie-dyed cloth flower hairbands, tied them into small balls on both sides, just below the ears, and paired it with the thin pink and white flowered cotton jacket, the girl looked even fairer, more delicate, youthful, beautiful, and cute.

The premise is, don't let her take the thing in her hand.

"Host, what are you doing with this?"

"Defend yourself!"

After tying her hair, Bai Nuo quickly changed her clothes. Finally, she lowered her head and hung a small black canvas stick sheath on the side of her belt.

Inside the stick sheath is a small black metal stick, only about fifteen centimeters long, which looks more like an ornament hanging around the waist.

But, the system knows what that is!

"By the way, check the year the baton was produced."

The system took out the system tablet and nodded. "Host, I found here that the history of batons can be traced back to World War II, that is, 1939. It is called a tactical telescopic baton, but there is no information about whether it exists in Longguo."

"It's okay. There's not even a single foreign letter on it. As long as it appears in this era, it won't be a problem. Besides, doesn't the family have an elder who's been to the battlefield? It's reasonable to confiscate it!"

Bai Nuo patted the black stick sheath on his waist in a very rogue manner. He gave himself the identity when he went out, so he just let her make it up.