As Yang Xiaoyan spoke, she scolded Zhou Qingjun for the first time: "What a heartless person, does he really think that those crappy paintings he painted are worth tens of thousands of dollars each?
I raised him, held him, and provided for him every day. In the end, he came to me like this, saying that he had left me a room full of paintings, but the room was gone, so what should I use to store his paintings? ?
I don't even think about it. If his mother and his brother were really good, how could he not show any signs of illness? It's okay to take care of me for two days! Not even a day!
When I'm sick, I have to have someone stay with me all day long. In order to stay with him, I haven't gone out to sell fruit for a year. It costs money to eat, to see a doctor, to pay for children's tuition... Everything costs money. When he left, the family's savings were gone, and there were only more than 2,000 yuan left in the bankbook.
Since I don't have money to buy a cemetery, I thought about keeping his ashes at home for a year or two. Then I would work hard to earn more money and buy him a decent cemetery so that he could have a roof over his head after his death. So, his mother and his brother insisted that it was unlucky to keep the ashes at home and they wanted to take them out and scatter them—"
When Yang Xiaoyan said this, she suddenly stopped, slapped her thigh, and said, "It's broken, your father's ashes!"
With that said, she rushed out of the hospital and ran home, fearing that if she was too late, her husband's ashes would not be saved.
Zhou Mo had no choice but to get off the hospital bed and follow her.
It was already three o'clock in the morning. Mrs. Wang and Zhou Qingmin had already gone to bed. Mrs. Wang occupied Zhou Mo's room. Zhou Qingmin originally wanted to sleep in the master bedroom, but he thought it was unlucky to sleep on a bed where a dead man had slept, so he settled on the sofa.
"Mom, open the door, I'm Xiaoyan..."
Because she was anxious, Yang Xiaoyan, who didn't take her key with her before going out, unconsciously banged the door.
Zhou Qingmin was woken up and was in a daze. He was about to open the door when he was stopped by Mrs. Wang.
Mrs. Wang felt relieved. She heard Yang Xiaoyan's first pat. She stopped Zhou Qingmin and said, "Don't open the door for her. Just pretend you didn't hear her. Wait until daybreak to show her the will straight away." Just sleep."
Zhou Qingmin muttered: "But it's too noisy, how can anyone sleep?"
Mrs. Wang said: "You are stupid. She can keep knocking like this. There are so many neighbors upstairs and downstairs, so naturally someone will tell her to shut up."
Zhou Qingmin frowned: "Is that necessary?"
Mrs. Wang nodded and said, "I just remembered it. I have to keep her ID card and household register first, and then look through the house to see if there is anything valuable."
When Zhou Qingmin heard this, he no longer objected. He lay down on the sofa again and said, "Mom, go and look for it. If you find something valuable, we will share it equally." As he said that, he yawned again, "I'll lie down for a while."
"You are such a big man and you don't even know how to cover yourself with a quilt. What should you do if you catch a cold?" Mrs. Wang said as she helped Zhou Qingmin cover him with a thin quilt. Then she smiled lovingly and said, "Go to sleep."
Because the noise was too loud, the neighbors who were woken up shouted to stop Yang Xiaoyan.
It's half way through spring, summer hasn't arrived yet, and it's still quite cool at night. Yang Xiaoyan could only hug Zhou Mo and huddle at the door to wait for dawn. Gradually, she couldn't stand any longer and sat down with her back against the door.
Drowsiness hit, and Yang Xiaoyan's eyelids became heavier and heavier until she could no longer hold on.
Zhou Mo held Yang Xiaoyan's head up and leaned it on her shoulder, rehearsing in her mind.
At dawn, her mother-in-law would lock the doors of the two rooms, throw out her mother's worthless clothes, show her mother the will, and tell her to get out.
Her mother would definitely not agree.
She had to sneak to the bathroom while they were making trouble, take out the spare key under the sink, open her bedroom door, and take away the bag that Mrs. Wang had hidden in her desk drawer.
The bag contained the forged IOU, as well as all of her family's important documents, including her family's real estate certificate, household register, Yang Xiaoyan's ID card, her birth certificate, her student ID card... and her father Zhou Qingjun's death certificate. .
After driving Yang Xiaoyan away in her previous life, Mrs. Wang took it out in front of her, so Zhou Mo knew about it.
It's just this bag, where will she put it after she gets it?
It would be nice if it was winter now. If those things were scattered and stuffed into the cotton-padded jacket, and her mother distracted Granny Wang, she might be able to escape.
Zhou Mo looked at the thin spring shirt she was wearing and sighed.
Mrs. Wang has a very sharp eye. Whenever she went back to see her mother in her previous life, Mrs. Wang would be able to accurately calculate how many banknotes were in the pocket of her school pants based on the drape of her school pants pocket at a casual glance.
It seems that we can only destroy the IOU first, and as for the rest...
It would be great if there was a backpack that could be carried around and be invisible!
Just when she was worried, there was a sudden "ding" in her ear.
"It is detected that the target person has a strong desire. The Interstellar Pastoral System can solve the problems faced by the target person. Please confirm whether the target person is bound to the Interstellar Pastoral System."
Zhou Mo asked in surprise: "What system?"
The mechanical voice sounded again: "The Interstellar Pastoral System produces specialties from each planet. Due to order demand, we are now recruiting Blue Star managers. Please confirm whether the target person is bound to the Interstellar Pastoral System."
Zhou Mo wanted to ask more clearly, and the mechanical voice sounded again: "Each target person has three confirmation opportunities. Please confirm whether the target person is bound to the Interstellar Pastoral System."
When Zhou Mo heard this, she knew there would be no chance if she didn't bind, so she quickly replied: "Yes, yes, bind, bind."
As for what this system is for, forget about it for now, she still remembers the first sentence of this system.
As long as she can successfully take out those documents and the IOU, and leave here with her mother, nothing else matters.
"Welcome Blue Star Manager No. 9527 to officially join the interstellar pastoral system. This system is now a primary system, and a farm has been opened. The farm level is level 0, the land level is level 1, and 5 white radish seeds are given as a gift.
Manager No. 9527 is requested to work hard and upgrade this system to an ultimate system integrating agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry, and fishery as soon as possible to meet different orders from various planets. "
Then, the mechanical sound disappeared.
A light curtain appeared in front of Zhou Mo's eyes. There were many bubbles with words on the light curtain. These bubbles are divided into three columns: left, middle and right.
The left column from top to bottom is "System Introduction", "Upgrade Guide", "FAQ", "Mall", and "Interaction".
In the middle column are four large bubbles. They are "farm", "forest farm", "pasture" and "fishing ground". Except for the farm, the other three are gray. Probably because it's not open yet.
There are five bubbles in the right column. In addition to four exclusive warehouses corresponding to agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry, and fishing, there is also a "backpack".
Zhou Mo's intuition told her that this "backpack" was the one she needed that could be carried around and invisible.
She reached out and touched the "backpack" bubble on the light screen, and a box containing fifteen empty cells appeared.
She avoided the wound on her head and pulled out a hair near her forehead. As soon as she put it into the box, the hair disappeared from her eyes. The first grid of the box immediately showed the words - Management 9527's hair.
Zhou Mo touched her finger on the grid, and a dialog box immediately popped up on the grid, "Do you want to take out the item?"
Zhou Mo clicked the "Yes" button, and the hair immediately hung in front of her.
Zhou Mo smiled.