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Since I'm here, I might as well be content with the status quo. What's more, I have the "special skills" to bless me, so there's nothing to worry about.

These five puppets are actually the "five ghosts" in the Five Ghosts Moving Technique, which can steal valuables without opening doors or breaking boxes. After verification, it was found that these puppets do have such ability. They only need to be charged for five hours to move objects anywhere on the earth, of course, precise coordinates are required.

This is simply a business with no capital! As the saying goes, a man cannot become rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot grow fat without eating grass at night. I am destined to become a rich man, and it is my duty to raise the daughter of my comrade-in-arms.

Lin Feng walked out of the resting place and found the village chief: "Village Chief Li, Xue'er will be under my care from now on. I will help her grow up."

The village is called Lijia Village, and most of the villagers have the surname Li. Xue'er is the daughter of Li Baochang, whose real name is Li Xue. Village Chief Li smoked his hand-rolled cigarette silently without saying a word, and Lin Feng could only wait on the side.

"Xiao Feng, are you serious? You are so young, and it's not easy to live with Xue'er." Village Chief Li finally spoke.

"Village chief, the army arranged a job for me when I was discharged, and I want to take Xue'er to Beijing. The conditions there are much better than in the countryside, and she can receive a better education." Lin Feng explained.

Although Lijia Village is not far from Beijing, poverty is an indisputable fact. The villagers are pale and thin, and their clothes are tattered. It is too difficult to raise another child.

Village Chief Li is over 50 years old and has three sons. He said, "Then ask Xue'er what she thinks. If she doesn't want to, forget it. This is the only offspring of Erwa's family, and we must raise her no matter what."

Xue'er came out from behind the village chief, and when she saw Lin Feng, she was so scared that she hid behind the village chief.

Lin Feng gently touched the scar at the corner of his eye and realized that he might have scared her.

"Xue'er, I'm your father's comrade-in-arms. Would you like to go to Beijing with your brother and eat delicious food?" As he said this, Lin Feng felt a bit like a bad guy deceiving a little girl, but he had no choice.

Xue'er poked her head out from behind the village chief and asked, "Are you really a hero like your father?"

Hearing this question, Lin Feng felt a little embarrassed, because the original owner was indeed a great hero, and he was slightly inferior.

"Yes, I am a soldier like your father, and a great hero." Lin Feng said with a smile. He looked at Xue'er, hoping to win her trust.

Xue'er turned to look at the village chief, who squatted down and said, "Xue'er, this brother is really your father's comrade-in-arms. Are you willing to go with him?"

Xue'er's eyes changed from confusion to joy, but still with a hint of worry.

"You won't leave me like grandma and dad, right?" Xueer asked.

Lin Feng said gently but firmly: "No, brother will always be with you."

Hearing this, Xueer gradually overcame her fear, walked over and grabbed the corner of Lin Feng's clothes, and said, "Since you are a great hero like Dad, then I am willing to go with you."

If Xue'er's grandmother was still alive, Lin Feng would have taken the two of them away directly. But now that there was only Xue'er, more procedures were required. However, under the coordination of the army, all the certification procedures were quickly completed, Xue'er's household registration was successfully transferred to Lin Feng's name, and Li Baochang's pension could be collected directly.

For five days, Raymond Lam stayed with Xue Er at Li Bao Chang's house.

In this difficult period, Jiang Ming can only do so much.

He told the village chief his address in the capital, Nanluoguxiang, and then left this land with Xuelian.

Beijing, Railway Station

Jiang Ming walked out of the BJ Railway Station with a large package on his back and a handbag in his hand, holding Xuelian's hand. The purpose of carrying the large package was to conceal their presence. After all, Xuelian was not a child anymore, and she could no longer be treated as a child who knew nothing.

The package contained Jiang Ming and Xue Lian's luggage, which looked large but was actually not heavy. Jiang Ming put the really heavy things in his storage space.

"Xuelian, don't run around, follow your brother closely."

Xuelian replied sweetly: "I know, brother."

They asked a few passers-by near the train station and learned that Nanluoguxiang was actually quite far away. Jiang Ming would not choose to walk to save a little bus fare. Even if he took the bus, it took a full hour and a half to reach Nanluoguxiang.

Arriving at Nanluoguxiang, Jiang Ming thought he could easily find the sub-district office. Unexpectedly, the alleys here were winding and it took him a while to find the location of the sub-district office.

"This alley is so hard to find." Jiang Ming sighed.

There were people coming and going at the gate of the subdistrict office, all of them were citizens who came to do business, and the gatekeeper greeted everyone warmly. When it was Jiang Ming's turn, his attitude was not very friendly: "Young man, who are you?"

Jiang Ming put down the package, handed the guard a cigarette, and said, "Uncle, I'm **, just assigned here. I'm here to bring my sister to handle the formalities."

The security guard didn't take the cigarette.

Jiang Ming had no choice but to take back the cigarettes and take out the letter of introduction and discharge certificate from the package.

The old man looked at the ID card and said, "You want to find Director Wang. Go through here, turn left after entering the door, and then go forward to her office."

Jiang Ming thanked the old man and handed him the cigarette again. This time the old man did not refuse.

The uncle is still responsible.

Following the direction pointed by the old man, Jiang Ming led Xuelian to a courtyard. Director Wang's office door was open, and the conversation inside could be heard from a distance.

Apparently not a secret.

"Director Wang, how is your grandson these days?" asked an old lady's voice.

"Oh, don't mention it. I'm so worried. My son and daughter-in-law are busy at work and have no time to take care of the children. The milk powder at home is used up again. The children can't eat enough at noon and can only wait for their mother to come home from get off work. I want to buy milk powder, but it's impossible to buy it now." This should be the voice of Director Wang.

I didn't expect that even the director of the street office couldn't buy milk powder. Jiang Ming thought, this is an opportunity. He happened to have half a can of milk powder in his backpack, which was originally prepared for Xuelian, but the little girl refused to eat it.

Jiang Ming knocked on the door gently and asked, "Hello, is Director Wang here?"

Director Wang responded: "I am, comrade, what can I do for you?"

Jiang Ming explained: "I am **, assigned to your place, and I am here to report."

Director Wang thought for a moment and said, "You must be Jiang Ming. We have received a notice. Who is this girl?"

Jiang Ming took out the letter of introduction and other certificates and handed them to Director Wang: "Xue Lian is the daughter of my comrade-in-arms. Her parents have passed away and she is the only child."

Director Wang read the letter of introduction and said, "The original plan was for you to come alone. Now that Xuelian is here, we need to consult our superiors, so it may take some time."

"Understood. Xuelian, come over here and thank Director Wang."

Xuelian said obediently: "Thank you, Director Wang."

Through Xuelian's well-behaved behavior, Jiang Ming gradually became familiar with Director Wang. Another aunt in the room was named Liu, and she was also a staff member of the street office.

Jiang Ming said, "Xue Lian and I just heard your conversation outside the door. I happen to have half a can of milk powder here. If you don't mind, you can use it."

Director Wang said seriously, "This is not good. We can't accept your things."

"This is not really a gift. If you don't accept it, I can only throw it away. This milk powder was originally for Xuelian, but she didn't want to eat it."

Jiang Ming took out the milk powder directly from his bag, saying it was half a can, but Xuelian had hardly eaten it. He also took out a bag of candy and put it on the table.

"These were given to me by my comrades when I was discharged from the army. Give them to the two aunts to try."

Aunt Liu said with a smile: "I haven't eaten candy for a long time. I'll try one."

After refusing for a few times, Director Wang said, "I can't take your things for free. I'll pay for them."

Jiang Ming replied: "There's not much milk powder left in this can. How about five yuan?"

This can of milk powder is actually imported and expensive, and you may not be able to buy it even if you have money. Five yuan is really cheap.

Director Wang was obviously a man of knowledge, and said, "Well, you helped me solve a big problem this time. If you need help in the future, as long as it does not violate the rules, I will do my best to help you."

At this time, the reply from the superior came down and everything was fine.

"Xuelian has five yuan a month.

On the way, Uncle Zhang began to introduce some basic information about Courtyard No. 45 to Wu Ming.

"Courtyard No. 45 was originally a villa built by a prince in the Qing Dynasty. Later, it became a property of **, which was specially used to accommodate residents who had nowhere to live. There were originally more than 20 households living there, with about 100 people. Some time ago, a family moved away due to work transfer, so that room became vacant, and I can give it to you. The room is located in the front yard, which is very convenient for travel."

Wu Ming did not object after hearing this, because he knew that it would be much easier to have Zhang Bo leading the way. At least, if someone wanted to cause trouble, they would be afraid.

Soon, they walked into a courtyard with three entrances, and heard a quarrel inside. Uncle Zhang stopped and said to Wu Ming, "Wait a minute, let me see what happened."

It turned out that the two families had quarreled over a minor dispute between their children. Zhang Bo's rich experience came in handy and he quickly resolved the conflict. The quarrel continued, but the two children had reconciled and were playing together.

After Zhang Bo finished dealing with the matter, he saw Ling'er hiding behind Wu Ming and asked, "Is Ling'er scared?"

Ling'er shook her head: "With my brother here and Aunt Zhang by my side, Ling'er is not afraid."

"Good boy, if someone bullies you in the future, feel free to come to Aunt Zhang. I will support you."

Ling'er nodded happily. Zhang Bo continued, "With so many residents in the courtyard, it's inevitable that there will be some minor frictions. Even though they quarrel a lot, they will naturally get over it in a few days."

Wu Ming smiled and said, "Yes, it is inevitable that there will be some small conflicts between people, just like teeth biting tongues. It seems that the human touch here is still very strong."

"That's right," Zhang Bo nodded, "The people here are indeed very harmonious. Especially in Courtyard 45, I have never heard of any conflicts between residents. The atmosphere is very good."

Wu Ming felt strange and asked, "Never had any conflicts? How is that possible with more than a hundred people living together?"