Burning down my ex-husband's house! I won't raise these bastard children anymore

Mr. Gu's eyes were sharp:

"That's enough. Lin Panpan is the granddaughter-in-law I've chosen. This matter is non-negotiable.

That Liu Pingping, how many troubles has she caused in Kyoto? She is arrogant and lawless, a complete spoiled young lady!

Why did she marry into the Gu family?

When Liu Qingcheng heard this, a trace of unwillingness flashed across his face. He moved his lips and wanted to refute.

Mr. Gu glared at her fiercely and continued:

"Our Gu family has always had a clean and upright family tradition. When we marry a daughter-in-law, we value her character, not her dowry.

If I marry Liu Pingping and ruin the reputation of the Gu family, how can I face my ancestors?

Mo Bai is my most valued grandson. His partner must be someone who can work hand in hand with him and inherit the fine family traditions of the Gu family.

Lin Panpan is the right person. If anyone mentions Liu Pingping again in the future, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Dad, I was confused, I was wrong!" Liu Qingcheng cried, "Back then, I had a child marriage with the Liu family, and now they've come knocking on my door. I can't afford to lose face, so..."

As Liu Qingcheng spoke, he suddenly covered his face and burst into tears:

"Now let's think about what to do about Mo Shu?

This is the only courtyard house left in the house. If I sell it, where will my family live in the future?

Gu Heng didn't know about this yet! He had always been very strict with Mo Shu.

If I knew that Mo Shu had caused such a big disaster, I might really break his legs!"

Old Master Gu sighed, looked at Gu Mobai and said, "Now everything in the house is managed by Mobai. Whatever Mobai says is what it is. I can't do anything about it."

Gu Mobai stood up and walked upstairs: "You should think it over carefully today and give me an answer tomorrow."

It is absolutely impossible to get something for nothing.

The next morning, Gu Mobai had just gotten up when Liu Qingcheng hurried over to greet him, his voice deliberately soft:

"Mo Bai, Mom knows you love fried dough sticks and bean juice the most, so she got up before dawn to get ready.

Try it and see if it suits your taste."

There were fried dough sticks on the table, and a bowl of soy milk exuded a unique aroma.

Gu Mobai glanced at the breakfast, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes:

"I won't eat breakfast. I always hate these things, but Gu Moshu likes them.

If you have thought it through, come with me to handle the procedures for the courtyard house.

If you don't want to, I won't interfere in this matter anymore, you can figure it out yourself."

The smile on Liu Qingcheng's face froze instantly, and his hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes.

Her eyes were red, her legs softened, and she knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Mo Bai, you can't just stand by and watch someone die!

The debt collectors come to my door every day, and I really have no other options."

Gu Mobai didn't even look at him, turned around and walked out of the house.

Lin Panpan started busy early in the morning and took more than a hundred people directly to the old grain warehouse in Northeast China.

Completely different from the scrap recycling station Zhang Xiang introduced before, the items here are in disarray.

Old items collected from all over the place were piled up in every corner in a disorderly manner.

Lin Panpan glanced back and forth in the warehouse, looking at Lin Weihua and Lin Feng, frowning slightly: "The workload is far beyond imagination. It will probably take half a month. Let's hurry up!"

Everyone was busy for half a day and only managed to tidy up a small corner of the warehouse.

Lin Panpan squatted down and rummaged through a pile of old things. A cabinet caught her attention.

The copper lock of the cabinet was already rusted, and Lin Panpan took a lot of effort to open it.

In the cupboard, a dusty biscuit box lay quietly.

She opened the biscuit box, and inside was a neatly stacked stack of food coupons and some old coins with a face value of one or two cents.

At the bottom of the box, dozens of silver dollars were faintly visible. Lin Panpan took out a Yuan Datou and looked at it carefully. The words "The Third Year of the Republic of China" were engraved on it.

In the words "The Third Year of the Republic of China" on the obverse of the silver dollar, there is a very small word "Zhao" after the word "Nian". Below the Jiahe pattern on the back, two small words "Gansu" are also engraved.

This version of Yuan Datou was minted in small quantities, so the number that has survived to this day is extremely limited.

In later generations, the coin collection market was highly sought after, and the market price of each coin could easily reach 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.

Lin Panpan collected the coins and said, "Keep looking. Don't worry. We'll try to clear everything out in half a month."

Just as she finished speaking, she saw Master Nian walk in: "Panpan, I finally found you."

Lin Panpan looked at him and said, "Master Nian, is there something wrong?"

Master Nian smiled and said, "We've already produced our first tractor. Do you want to go and see it?"

Lin Panpan was also quite excited: "Okay, let's go now! Didn't I tell you to have a good rest during the New Year?"

Master Nian smiled and said, "After the year-end bonus was distributed this year, no one in the factory wanted to take a break. I've tried to persuade them several times."

Lin Panpan sighed softly, with a look of helplessness on her face:

“You have to earn money, but you also have to rest when you need to.

Well, let's go check on the tractor first."

The first product they produced was an agricultural tractor. Not long after, Lin Panpan arrived at the factory.

In the workshop, all the employees gathered together, their eyes fixed on a brand new tractor.

Lin Panpan's lips curled up, her heart filled with relief. She smiled and asked, "Is this tractor ready for use?"

Master Yan's face was filled with smiles, and his wrinkles were filled with excitement:

"The tractor hasn't even started up yet! I called you here so you can witness this important moment.

If it can be put into use smoothly, our orders will increase!

Several of my friends have already inquired about this tractor."

Lin Panpan's gaze lingered on the tractor's rugged outline, and she nodded solemnly:

"Rural areas are currently vigorously promoting mechanized production, and communes across the country are hungry for agricultural machinery.

If our tractor can be mass-produced, it will solve everyone's urgent needs.

It can not only help farmers reduce their workload but also significantly improve production efficiency.”

"Yes, let's try it first!" Master Nian rubbed his hands nervously.

Lin Panpan stood in the warehouse, her eyes fixed on the tractor that embodied everyone's hard work, and cold sweat broke out on her palms.

This is the first tractor produced by the Red Star Machinery Factory and it is of great significance.

If successful, it will not only bring huge profits to the factory, but also help it gain a firm foothold in the agricultural machinery market.

After all, tractors are in short supply in the market right now, and whoever seizes the opportunity first will make a fortune.

The worker took a deep breath and held the joystick firmly with both hands.

In an instant, the tractor first made a dull roar, and then the "thump thump thump" sound of its operation echoed in the warehouse.

Everyone present was stunned at first, and then burst into warm cheers.

Some workers had red eyes and tears of excitement streaming down their cheeks.

Over the past few months, they have worked day and night, overcoming one difficulty after another, to achieve today's results.