Reborn in a virtual world, before the house was taken away

Then Feng Qingqing said to Feng Damei with a determined look:

"Auntie, I'll listen to you, but..."

"What's wrong? Is there something you can't tell your aunt? Tell me, and we'll discuss it together." As she spoke, she grabbed Qingqing's hand, as if afraid she would run away.

"The factory office staff just said that if we want a house, we'll have to pay an extra 600 yuan. This money..."

"What about your parents' pension?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Feng Damei realized her mistake, but she quickly tried to back it up.

“It’s not that I’m after that, it’s just that the factory can’t bully the child of someone who has just made contributions to the factory.”

"I know, Auntie, how could I not believe you? The factory office staff just said that the compensation will be paid in a few days, but the housing issue needs to be settled by tomorrow night." After saying this, Feng Qingqing lowered her head, looking quite aggrieved.

"Auntie, I just looked for where Mom and Dad hid their money and found only a few dozen yuan. What should I do? Maybe I should go talk to the people at the factory office and ask them to give me a few more days. If that doesn't work, then I'll have to go stay in the dormitory..."

After saying this, she glanced at Feng Damei, who seemed hesitant, since it would cost quite a bit, 600 yuan.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingqing added fuel to the fire:

"The factory office just said that my parents' pension is 2500 yuan, but it will take a few days to be issued. Otherwise, I wouldn't have put my aunt in such a difficult position."

After saying this, Feng Damei's eyes lit up, but she hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"No, how can we just give up such a nice house like that? Maybe... maybe..." She gritted her teeth and slapped her thigh:

“Your uncle and I will lend you this money first. You must pay it back when your parents receive their compensation. After all, your uncle and I don’t have that much money. We’ll have to borrow from relatives and friends.”

After saying this, he stood up impatiently and walked out without looking back, saying as he went:

"I'll go back and raise the money first. Qingqing, don't go anywhere. Wait for me to come back." After saying that, she thought for a moment and then turned around and called Jiang Yun away as well.

After they left, Feng Qingqing locked the door from the inside, sat back on her bed in her room, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. This whole ordeal was finally over.

She thought for a moment, then suddenly ran to the kitchen, took out the key to her parents' room, and retrieved the necklace she had found earlier.

Holding it in my hands again, I still found it unbelievable. Could such an unassuming necklace be the legendary space?

Feng Qingqing calmed her excitement, lowered her head and thought for a few seconds, wondering if this thing required a blood oath to bind it to its owner.

She found a small knife and decisively cut her right index finger, letting the blood drip onto the pendant of the necklace.

Three seconds later, Feng Qingqing suddenly realized that there was a space in her mind.

Feng Qingqing was overjoyed and clenched her fists, waving them a few times in the air.

Great, great! I have a space in this life. Watch how I avenge the tragic death of my family in my previous life.

Thinking of the tragic fate of her family of four in her past life, she couldn't help but bite her lips until they bled from hatred.

After calming herself down, she stopped thinking about it.

The most urgent task is to understand the space clearly.

She probed the space with her consciousness and found that the space was shrouded in mist, as if there was a barrier. In the middle was a thatched hut. In front of the hut were two areas. One area was divided into four small sections, which were obviously planting areas, about one acre in size.

The other roughly equal area was a lawn, presumably the livestock area. There was a well in the middle of the yard, but it looked like there was very little water in it.

Feng Qingqing used her consciousness to push open the door and found that there was a living room in the middle, and in the middle of the living room was a vertical screen.

The screen revealed that this was a mustard seed space in a higher world, and I don't know how I ended up in this interface.

The space is upgradable. To the left of the thatched hut is a warehouse. It doesn't look big, but it's actually as big as two or three football fields. It's more than enough for daily storage and can keep food fresh. What goes in will come out exactly the same.

This is great.

To the right is a bedroom. People can enter when the space is upgraded to level three. Currently, the space is at the initial level.

There's a small kitchen at the back of the yard, so we can cook there.

After reading the general introduction of the space, I felt more confident about my subsequent plans.

Feng Qingqing first went to her parents' room and put the money her parents had saved before their deaths, which she had found earlier, as well as the 2500 yuan pension that someone from the factory had given her parents, into her spatial storage. Only her spatial storage was absolutely safe.

Then I tidied up the room and put some valuables into the space.

However, the larger items remained untouched, since Feng Damei and Jiang Yun were expected to arrive later, and it would be difficult to say what would happen if something was missing.

After tidying up, Feng Qingqing walked around the room a few times. This was where she had lived since childhood and where she had the most memories with her parents. She was still very reluctant to leave.

But thinking of the man who had treated her so well in her past life and cherished her like his own life, she gritted her teeth, shook her head, and went out.

After Feng Qingqing went out, she encountered acquaintances along the way who all greeted her warmly.

"Qingqing, it's good for you to go out more. People can't come back to life after they've died, so try to think more positively!"

"Qingqing, if you have any difficulties, just tell Auntie. If it's something Auntie can help with, she'll do it without hesitation..."

"Qingqing, your auntie's making potato stew with pork tonight, remember to come over for dinner..."

Hearing these heartfelt words, Feng Qingqing was deeply moved. In her previous life, when she transferred her job to her older cousin, they had also advised her that she had been blinded by greed and could not see the wolfish ambitions of that family.

Feng Qingqing's purpose in coming out this time was to find Director Zhao of the personnel department in the factory, as she had some connection with Feng's mother.

She walked to the HR office, knocked on the door, and heard someone inside say "come in," before she went in.

Upon closer inspection, a middle-aged woman in her forties sat by the window, with short, ear-length hair and wearing a clean Lenin-style suit. She then looked up, stared at Feng Qingqing for a few seconds, and said:

"Who are you looking for? What do you need?"

"I'm here to see you. You must be Director Zhao. My mother is Huang Huiyun. She's told me about you." Her eyes reddened as she spoke.

Upon hearing that she was Huang Huiyun's daughter, Zhao Xiaojuan immediately stood up and said warmly and sincerely:

"Oh, it's you, poor girl. If you need anything, just ask your aunt. Tell me what's wrong."

He finished speaking and looked at her with a loving expression.

Then Feng Qingqing succinctly stated her purpose.

Firstly, since her parents have passed away, it's not appropriate for her to continue living alone in that two-bedroom apartment. After all, there are so many families in the factory with housing difficulties, and we can't add to the factory's burden.

Secondly, she wanted to go to the countryside to receive re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants, so she wanted to sell the job quota that the factory had given her. She wanted to ask Director Zhao for help in finding out who wanted to buy it and help introduce her to someone.

When Director Zhao heard that she was going to the countryside, his eyebrows furrowed, but his eyes lit up when he heard that she was going to sell jobs.

But then, as if remembering something, he hesitated and said to Feng Qingqing:

“Girl, you should think carefully about going to the countryside. Going down is easy, but coming back is not so easy. Although I really want this job, I still hope you can think it over.” Zhao Xiaojuan insisted on finishing her sentence.