With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

Mi Nanyang and his wife looked at the four hundred kilograms of wheat with joy. Xue Ming did not expect that the dignified young leader of the light bulb factory was also short of food. Hu Liya readily handed over the keys to the three rooms.

Xue Ming locked the door and took out bedding and pillows from the space to make the bed. He also took out pots, pans and other daily necessities. He also took out [-] kilograms of rice and placed them in the rooms of his two younger brothers.

Seven or eight households in the courtyard share a kitchen. They have to queue up to cook three meals a day, and can only store dining utensils in the bedroom.

I ride to the department store and buy two more bicycles. I will let my mother and sister ride bicycles to work in the future. Since they work in the department store, they have to upgrade their transportation.

The department store was overcrowded, with citizens queuing up to buy daily necessities. Xue Ming went straight to the industrial products counter on the second floor.

Four permanent brand bicycles were placed at the counter, two for men and two for women, with a price tag of "145 yuan plus 100 industrial tickets" posted on the handlebars.

Xue Ming took 29 ten-yuan bills and 200 industrial notes from his bag and put them on the counter. "Hello, comrade salesperson, wrap those two women's bicycles for me."

The four saleswomen were stunned at the same time, and the nearby customers were also dumbfounded, wondering who is this, so wealthy?

"Comrade, please wait a moment." The four salesmen hurriedly counted the banknotes and industrial bills, and immediately issued invoices to Xue Ming after confirming that they were correct.

The salesperson with twin ponytails pointed at a radio and said, "Comrade, please buy a radio. The Wudeng brand radio just arrived this morning."

This radio looks like a microwave oven, with a solid wood casing and three FM buttons on the front. This thing is very cool now, but it will be electronic waste in the future.

"How to sell it?" Xue Ming thought he could buy one.

From now on, my mother and elder sister will go to work, and my younger sister and brother will go to school. Han Yourong and her son were the only ones left at home, so they were allowed to listen to the radio to relieve their boredom.

"One hundred and seventy yuan plus one hundred industrial tickets." The salesperson quoted the price cautiously, fearing that the price would scare Xue Ming away.

"Wrap it up." Xue Ming paid the bill again. He was now so poor that he only had money left.

"Comrade, please wait a moment." The salesmen immediately put the radio on the counter, installed four batteries and taught Xue Ming how to operate it.

The ponytailed salesman gently twisted the switch button, and the radio immediately made a sizzling sound. He twisted the second button to adjust the frequency and received the signal bit by bit.

Soon there was someone singing an opera on the radio. She sang very well. Unfortunately, Xue Ming couldn't understand what she was singing. "What kind of opera is this? It sounds like Henan opera?"

"This is not Henan opera but Yue opera, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai." Suddenly a woman behind him answered his question.

Xue Ming turned around and saw Zhao Xue. She was still as beautiful as ever, but there was a hint of sadness between her eyebrows.

I have also lost a lot of weight. I used to have a plump and chubby face, but now I have the face of an Internet celebrity, and my energy level is much worse than before.

"Long time no see, Comrade Zhao Xue, hello." Xue Ming turned off the radio.

"Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai loved each other deeply, but it was a pity that they could not get married in the end." There was sadness in Zhao Xue's eyebrows.

Recently, she has been trapped by her feelings. She often listens to the play on the radio at home, and successfully puts herself into the role of Zhu Yingtai.

"I see that you are quite free. Do you have time to help me send my things home?" Xue Ming was not interested in discussing the love of his children with her.

The two bicycles were sent downstairs by the salesperson. Xue Ming and Zhao Xue each rode one and returned to the courtyard without talking.

"Thank you Comrade Zhao Xue for your help. I will go to your house to visit Uncle Qinghong and the old man in a few days." Xue Ming said.

"You're welcome between friends. I have other things to talk about another day." Zhao Xue turned and disappeared at the entrance of the alley.

"Friends are a very good word. We can't be husband and wife, we can only be friends. I hope you can survive those ten years." Xue Ming silently blessed her.

"Hey, did Brother Xue buy these two bicycles?" Hu Liya shouted and alarmed the people in the yard, and everyone came to watch Xue Ming and the bicycles.

The two bicycles shocked the neighbors. The current bicycles are similar to the luxury cars of the future. Tenants watched and touched them.

Xue Ming didn't stop them. When they had enough, he pushed the bicycle back to the house and brought two cars and a radio into the space.

A few minutes later, the space was upgraded to two acres of farmland. There are now 30 acres of fertile land in the space. Xue Ming only cultivates 15 acres of it. One person cannot cultivate that much land.

Two hours later, the police came to the door and took Xue Ming to the Public Security Bureau to register the license plates on the two bicycles. Xue Ming met Zhao Qinghong in the director's office.

The office was filled with smoke. Zhao Qinghong put out the cigarette butt and sighed, "Xue Ming, you should understand what Xiaoxue is thinking, right?"

Xue Ming didn't know when Zhao Xue had feelings for him. It might have been the time they captured enemy agents together, or the time they met the wild boar in the forest.

"Uncle Qinghong, it's hard to find a three-legged toad. There are many people with two legs. Actually, I'm not good enough for her." Xue Ming said modestly.

"That's what I tried to persuade her, but unfortunately she got into trouble. Please take some time to help me enlighten her," Zhao Qinghong said.

"I'm afraid this won't work. I'm a married man and she's a young lady. We often meet and make people gossip." Xue Ming declined decisively and politely.

The office was silent again, and Zhao Qinghong lit another cigarette, "Is it because the old man lost his temper last time?"

Last time Xue Ming went to the Zhao family as a guest, Zhao Qinghong's son accidentally said the wrong thing, and Mr. Zhao beat and scolded his grandson in front of the guests. This was quite rude behavior.

"No, it has nothing to do with Mr. Zhao." Although Xue Ming didn't like Comrade Zhao's outlook on life, he would not dislike his granddaughter because of it.

"Then why? I also think you and Xiaoxue should be able to make it. Why did things develop like this?" Zhao Qinghong suddenly felt heartbroken.

"Zhizi Mo Ruofu, don't look at her iceberg face all day long. In fact, she is a sensitive and stubborn person. Once she believes you, she will not change her mind. What do you tell me?" Zhao Qinghong raised her hand to slap the table, reluctantly I couldn't bear to make any sound.

"I can't help it, Uncle Zhao. I'm married now. It's too late to say anything." Xue Ming spread his hands and smiled bitterly.

Zhao Qinghong punched the cotton with her fist. She felt helpless and helpless. She couldn't divorce Xue Ming and marry her own daughter.

Even if his daughter agrees, he can't afford to lose face, and Xue Ming is not a small player who can be manipulated by others.

"Okay, okay, you go back first. Come visit the old man at home when you have time." Zhao Qing waved his hands and kneaded his temples.

Xue Ming left the Public Security Bureau, threw the bicycle with the license plate into the space, and went directly to the train station to buy train tickets, preparing to return to Guangming County to pick up his family today.

There is still half a month before the report to the light bulb factory, and the family members must be arranged before the official report.