Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

After seeing the three of them off, Yang Qingdai slapped her forehead, wondering how she could have forgotten such an important thing.

When Yangcheng was collecting so many things, Xiaodao said that there were things like letters, and it seemed that they were all received in her space.

He locked the door, hurried back to his room, closed the door and slipped into the space.

"Xiaodao, Xiaodao, where did you put those letters and documents that you received in Yangcheng?"

Not seeing Xiaodao, he shouted and ran into the study room in the villa to look for him.

The days in Qingshan Brigade were so leisurely that he forgot all about his enemies far away in Yangcheng.

It is impossible for Li Juhua and her mother-in-law to be locked up forever. Maybe as soon as she leaves, the people behind them will bail them out.

And there is the stepfather who has never shown up since her soul traveled here.

Li Qinghong, what a familiar name.

I didn't expect to have this name here. I wonder if he looks like the "nice guy" who stabbed her in the back.

"Here. Here."

Xiaodao appeared out of nowhere, holding a pile of documents and letters that was taller than her and piled them on the floor.

Don't ask why she put it on the floor. The answer is that she couldn't see where the table was, so she put it based on her feeling...

Yang Qingdai: ???

“Why are there so many?”

Did they steal all the other person's correspondence and account books?

Xiaodao pouted and said, "There are more in the warehouse, these are just a small part.

Most of the things you took from other people's homes are what your father left behind. Oh, and here are the letters and account books left by the original owner's stepfather and scumbag mother."

What?

List of accounts?

Isn't the scumbag mom a full-time housewife? How come there is a list of accounts?

I really can't bear to look at this host whose IQ couldn't be any lower.

Try to speak well of yourself, and for the sake of the food, don't look down on her.

Don't dislike her!

Don't dislike her!!

I repeated it to myself three times.

Try to stay calm, "Don't you think Yang Ruoshu's death is very strange? Although he was sent to the hospital for excessive bleeding, he was obviously past the critical period. How come he suddenly died of a cerebral hemorrhage when Li Juhua went to visit him?

Just a coincidence?

Just when he had just analyzed the navigation positioning data and hadn't yet verified it clearly, someone stole the data?

He only said this to himself in his study to cheer himself up. The data had just been sent to the factory research room, and an enemy agent happened to steal the data? "

Xiaodao became more and more excited as he spoke, and his eyes turned red.

Yang Qingdai stared blankly at Xiaodao who was trying hard not to cry. She opened her mouth and closed it again, unable to speak for a long time.

"Xiao, Xiaodao..." Yang Qingdai's throat felt inexplicably dry and she didn't know how to start.

She had a guess in her mind, and was afraid that if she spoke it out, she would have to bear more burdens on her shoulders.

Gritting his teeth, "Did you bring me back here?"

Xiaodao opened her eyes wide and looked up, biting her lips, her body trembling slightly.

Yang Qingdai sighed, "If you don't tell me, I'll continue to guess.

We have a past life and present life relationship. You fell into a deep sleep so that I could come here alive from the end of the world."

But she couldn't guess how long this sleep would last.

Xiaodao glared at her with red eyes, "How did you know?"

He spread his hands and shrugged, "I guessed based on the novels I read."

Xiaodao: ...

Bai asked.

Since I have been given another chance to live, I must seriously put revenge on the agenda.

"Well, that mastermind you mentioned before, does it really exist?" Yang Qingdai asked.

He rolled his eyes at her, "Of course he exists. He was the one who helped me find you from the apocalypse."

Well, as long as it's still there, I'm still waiting for its multidimensional store to redeem things.

Yang Qingdai was a little curious: "Then how did you end up in this space?"

"The main brain extracted my brain waves and created me."

(wДw)Brain waves?

Can it be remade into a string of code and still live like a human being in the end???

Yang Qingdai was so shocked that she had never seen the world before. She easily pleased Xiaodao: "What's there to be surprised about? The mastermind said that they are creatures from a higher dimension. An IQ of 200 is the same as being mentally retarded in his eyes."

Okay, let’s destroy it. I don’t want to talk about it anymore.

I originally wanted to comfort Xiaodao, but now it’s my turn to be in a bad mood.

So I asked Xiaodao: "Would you like some sugar water?"

She remembered that she bought a lot of semi-finished products and tons of raw materials for zero yuan at that time.

"Drink! Double skin milk, papaya hash browns, mango sago, coconut milk snow frog, and tangerine peel and red bean paste."

Yang Qingdai: “(⊙_⊙)?”

Are you serious?

Hash ants and snow frogs, why don't you go to heaven to cultivate and become immortals?

"Xiaodao, is there a possibility? I'm just saying it."

Xiaodao acted like a spoiled brat, "I don't care, you just asked."

"Do you want to eat dragon meat?"

I'm still spoiling you, and I only pick the hard-to-get and expensive things to eat.

Xiaodao pouted and compromised, "Then let's add mango sago and sago."

Yang Qingdai was annoyed, "How do you know about Yangzhi Ganlu? Isn't this thing available more than ten years later?"

“I can also use a computer and a tablet.”

All right, since there is a semi-finished product, I might as well make two more cups and take them out for Yang Ziling to taste.

"Dai Dai, have you come here to tell Uncle Zhang that you are safe?"

"Uncle Zhang? Who?" Yang Qingdai lost her memory for a moment. Who was this person?

Xiaodao: ... "Zhang Qizheng, the director of the shipyard. The man you sold the job to!"

Yang Qingdai argued: "That's because you don't have a deep impression of him. That's why I don't remember him."

She would never admit that she forgot to report her safety to him and the old couple.

"But! The health-enhancing pills I asked you to make for me are for them."

He handed her a cup of mango sago, took the remaining two cups and left the space directly, not forgetting to move the pile of letters and documents on the floor of the study to his own room.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the diligent Yang Ziling in the study, practicing calligraphy with his wrist suspended.

Yang Ziling was initially slightly surprised when Yang Qingdai occasionally took things out of thin air, but now he was indifferent.

The paintings are as sharp as iron and as graceful as silver.

This is Yang Qingdai's evaluation of his calligraphy.

The kid already had a solid foundation in calligraphy. Even though he hadn't held a pen for many years, after a few days of practice, he was able to completely beat Chen Yu's dog-paddle style.

He placed the Yangzhi Ganlu somewhere where it would not be easily touched, and tiptoed back to his room to study the stolen letter.

Opening the first letter gave her a great surprise.

It was written by Li Juhua to Li Qinghong during their marriage. The sentimental words and sentences gave her goose bumps. She suppressed her nausea and continued reading.

Finally, she found some information about Yang Ruoshu:

…He has not returned for many days, apparently having received a confidential mission, and his study is locked tightly without a key.

Another letter: data, analysis, and positioning.

Next letter: It will be completed soon, keep an eye on the shipyard.

It has no beginning or end, no signature, and the handwriting is inconsistent with the first letter Li Juhua wrote to Li Qinghong.

Where is this person from?