A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

Having grown accustomed to the original owner's obedient and docile nature, Jian Zhongliang felt inexplicably guilty when Jian Qingyi suddenly went crazy.

"If you didn't like me, why did you and my mother have me in the first place?" Jian Qingyi picked up Li Meiqian's most treasured blue and white porcelain vase and smashed it.

"Clap clap clap..."

By the time the group realized what had happened, all the antique blue-and-white porcelain vases left to Li Meiqian by the man who had died long ago had been destroyed.

Looking at the shards of porcelain scattered on the ground, Li Meiqian almost choked.

Jian Qingyi suppressed the urge to smile and continued her tirade.

"If you don't like me, why didn't you strangle me when I was born? That way I wouldn't have to suffer in this world."

She yelled and hysterically smashed everything within reach.

Before long, Jian Zhongliang's good cigarettes and liquor, Li Meiqian's small handbag, scarf, and coat hanging on the coat rack, and Jian Xiaojing's new schoolbag were all smashed or torn. Even the things that couldn't be smashed or torn were trampled on the ground and rubbed.

Even the award certificates that Jian Xiaojing had pasted in a conspicuous place could not escape her clutches.

"Ah ah ah..."

A deafening roar served as her signal to retreat today.

After making a show of howling twice, she rushed straight back to the original owner's little house.

Calling it a small house is no exaggeration.

A 1.2-meter-long four-poster bed and a dilapidated desk with almost all the paint peeling off filled the small, run-down room to the brim.

In other words, Jian Qingyi is short. If it were a 200-pound fat person, they would probably have to turn sideways to get in.

She gently raised her hand.

"Bang!" The door slammed shut.

The three people who were stunned in the living room were brought back to their senses by the loud noise.

“Zhongliang…” Li Meiqian, who was the first to come to her senses, had tears welling up in her eyes from the pain.

Those blue and white porcelain vases are all precious items. Last time, someone offered her a hundred yuan for each one, but she couldn't bear to sell them, thinking of leaving them as family heirlooms for her daughter, Xiaojing.

“Father…” Jian Xiaojing looked at Jian Zhongliang with tears in her eyes, waiting for him to stand up for her and her daughter.

Jian Zhongliang frowned as he looked at the mess on the ground, feeling a mix of emotions, a complex mix of feelings.

"Zhongliang..." Seeing that he didn't react for a long time, Li Meiqian reached out and shoved his arm.

"Father..." Jian Xiaojing called out softly in response.

In the past, Jian Zhongliang would have comforted the mother and daughter with gentle words.

But at this moment, with his mind in complete turmoil, he couldn't muster any energy.

After a long silence, he uttered a sentence that sounded like a sigh, "Let's clean up the house first!"

"Father, my..."

Jian Xiaojing wanted to say something, but Li Meiqian glared at her and shut her up.

"Zhongliang, why don't you go inside and rest for a while? We'll clean up here." No matter how angry Li Meiqian was inside, she still acted all virtuous and kind in front of Jian Zhongliang.

Jian Zhongliang nodded slightly and walked heavily back into the house.

Seeing the door close, Jian Xiaojing said unhappily, "Mother, look..."

"Keep your voice down," Li Meiqian whispered a reminder.

Jian Zhongliang is easily swayed; after that brat's outburst today, he clearly took her words to heart.

“Mother…” Jian Xiaojing felt a tightness in her chest.

That knot of elm wood was clearly intentional.

"Hurry up and get ready, we still need to make dinner later!" Li Meiqian glared at her warningly.

She was heartbroken that the item was broken, but what good would crying and making a fuss do now that things had come to this?

"Hurry up." Seeing that Jian Xiaojing was not moving, Li Meiqian urged her again.

Jian Xiaojing stomped her foot angrily and turned to start tidying up.

Li Meiqian glanced at the direction of the small house with a dark look in her eyes, and then squatted down to clean up the mess on the ground.

Hearing the noise outside the door, Jian Qingyi happily rolled around on the bunk bed several times.

The mother and daughter pee like cats, but she can go crazy!

If it weren't for the shards of glass and broken porcelain scattered all over the living room, she would have loved to improvise a crawling performance in the shadows for them.

Just thinking about the dumbfounded and stupid looks on Jian Zhongliang and the other two's faces made Jian Qingyi want to laugh.

When her gaze inadvertently fell on the high school textbooks on her desk, Jian Qingyi's smile faded slightly.

While reading is not the only way out, it is the fairest and easiest path to take.

It would also allow her to leave this home openly and honestly.

Thinking of the nineteen yuan and thirty-two jiao in her pocket...

Jian Qingyi, who had never worried about money before, experienced the troubles of being broke for the first time.

At the same time, he began to seriously consider the future.

The 1980s was an era of awakening, as well as an era of openness, inclusiveness, rapid development, and abundant opportunities.

Now that she's here, she's going to be a pig standing on the cusp of opportunity.

Having made up her mind, Jian Qingyi sat up abruptly.

If you want to make money, the project's development prospects and planning are important issues.

She unscrewed the pen and, drawing on the original owner's memories, began to make a serious plan.

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in the living room

Li Meiqian and Jian Xiaojing had just finished cleaning up the broken glass and shards of porcelain on the floor when there was a knock on the door.

Li Meiqian frowned slightly.

After that brat made such a commotion, she really didn't want to go out and face the gossipy, inquisitive faces of her neighbors.

"Bang bang bang..." The door was knocked on again.

Knowing there were people inside, the person outside clearly had no intention of leaving.

"Zhongliang..."

The next second, a familiar voice rang out from outside the door.

Li Meiqian's expression changed drastically in an instant.

"Go and call your father out."

After giving instructions to Jian Xiaojing beside her, she raised her hand to tidy her hair and quickly went to open the door.

"Director Wu..."

When Li Meiqian saw who was standing outside the door, her upturned lips froze.

Jian Zhongliang, who came out a step later, also had the same shocked expression.

"Zhongliang, this is Director Zhou from our Public Security Bureau," Director Wu introduced, bowing and scraping.

The uniforms of the Public Security Bureau were already intimidating, and coupled with the serious faces of Director Zhou and the others, the three people inside the door broke out in a cold sweat.

"Comrade Jian Zhongliang, we've come today to ask you about something," Director Zhou said in a cold tone.

"Director Zhou, Factory Director Wu, comrades, please come in, please come in." Jian Zhongliang hurriedly moved aside.