Rebirth 1955 starts from the hunter

In that seemingly calm but actually turbulent situation, the Lin family was like a precision-operated machine, taking over all of the Li family's assets in an orderly manner.

That’s right, everything! From banks to buildings to shops on the street, without exception, all belonged to the Lin family.

During this period, various law enforcement agencies in Hong Kong actively assisted the Lin family in carrying out their work.

The Lin family demonstrated their generosity by giving each participant a staggeringly generous red envelope.

Not counting the cars and various office supplies donated to various law enforcement agencies, even for an ordinary employee, the starting amount is 10,000 Hong Kong dollars, and the Presidential Office directly donated 20 million Hong Kong dollars.

The Lin family's attitude not only made these law enforcement agencies more cooperative with the Lin family, but also made the entire reception process extremely smooth.

Although the storm has subsided on the surface, there are still a large number of people who need to be properly resettled, and there is also follow-up work left by the Two and a Half Stars Group waiting for them to complete.

As for the members of the Jingsheng Society, just don't cause trouble. Even if they want to help, Lin Dong doesn't dare to use them.

If someone has a special skill, who would choose to be a dwarf mule?

So, Lin Dong, Lou Xiao'e, and Luo Fei'er, a family of three, began their busy life day after day.

The three of them get up early every day to start working, and often have to work until nightfall before they return home exhausted.

In this way, the days passed one by one, and before we knew it, time had quietly arrived in July.

In China, the shadow of three years of natural disasters has just dissipated, and the land of China has ushered in a long-awaited bumper harvest.

The sunlight shines on the golden rice fields, creating ripples, as if it is nature's most sincere smile.

No. 95, Nanluoguxiang, Sijiucheng.

Yan Bugui was seen pushing his slightly worn bicycle excitedly and hurriedly crossing the gate.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his daughter-in-law sitting in the shade with several other women, sewing clothes with great effort and chatting and laughing about family matters.

At this time, the sharp-eyed Jia Zhang was the first to notice Yan Bugui, whose eyes were narrowed into slits due to his smile, and immediately joked, "Oh! Teacher Yan is back. What's wrong with you today? You look so anxious, did you find some money on the road?"

Facing Jia Zhang's teasing, Yan Bugui was not angry at all today. Instead, he responded with a smile on his face, "Hahaha~, this makes me happier than picking up money! Our country's food rationing has been restored!"

Upon hearing the news, everyone present was stunned.

Then, Yan Bugui continued, "Besides, it's not just as simple as quantitative recovery!"

"Do you know? White flour is now five cents cheaper per pound! And cornmeal has also dropped by three cents!"

"The best deal is corn flour. A hundred kilograms costs only thirty cents!"

Yan Bugui's words were like a bombshell, exploding in the crowd in an instant.

Upon hearing this, the women who were originally sitting stood up almost at the same time, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Among them, Aunt Yan said nervously: "Old Yan, this kind of thing is not a joke! If it gets out and someone catches us, we will be in big trouble!"

Yan Bugui carefully parked his worn-out bicycle, then skillfully took out the black leather bag issued by the school.

He unzipped his purse and pulled out a slightly wrinkled newspaper.

Yan Bugui waved the newspaper in his hand triumphantly and shouted, "See? This is the Kyoto Times!"

"The higher-ups have specifically reported on the grain prices in our city! They will start adjusting starting tomorrow! And as long as you have a ticket, you can buy as much as you want, there is absolutely no limit!"

Hearing Yan Bugui's words, the neighbors were stunned at first, and then they all showed ecstatic smiles on their faces.

However, in this joyful atmosphere, a few people shed tears silently, and Jia Zhang was one of them.

She stood in the crowd, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands. She seemed to be thinking about something sad, and she looked very pitiful.

At this time, someone nearby couldn't stand it anymore and shouted at Jia Zhang: "Hey, Jia Zhang, everyone is so happy, why are you crying?"

"Even if the rationing is not restored and the price is not reduced, your Jia family will not be starving now, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's attention was instantly focused on Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang sobbed a few times and replied in a crying voice: "What do you know? I am just very happy. I am crying because I am very happy."

Liu Haizhong's wife curled her lips and said sarcastically, "Qin Huairu has divorced your Dongxu, and she sent a full 500 yuan to your Jia family all at once!"

"I will send you another fifty dollars every month from now on, and I also said that I will continue to give it to you until Banggeng turns eighteen..."

As she spoke, Aunt Liu's saliva started to flow.

Hearing Liu Haizhong's wife reveal the Jia family's past, Jia Zhang's eyes suddenly blazed with anger. She stepped forward and shouted, "Old Liu, what are you talking about! Where did the money come from? Everyone knows that Qin Huairu, that slut, has already left the country."

Seeing that Jia Zhang was about to start throwing a tantrum, Aunt Yan quickly stopped Aunt Liu who was about to speak and said, "Alas, it's not the right time to quarrel on such a good day. Tell me, have we survived these hard times?"

Yan Bugui felt somewhat empathetic towards the people who were crying.

Especially the newly moved neighbor, his whole family relied on the relief food distributed by the state, which enabled them to make the difficult journey to the old city to seek refuge with their relatives.

He really didn't want to hear Jia Zhang's unbearable scolding on such a beautiful day.

So, he took the opportunity to pick up what his wife had said, quickly handed the newspaper in his hand to Aunt Yan, and said loudly: "That's right, we ordinary people have finally made it! Look at the rice fields printed on the newspaper, a piece of golden yellow, it is just as shiny as gold, it makes people greedy just looking at it!"

As expected, Yan Bugui's move was quite effective.

Aunt Yan took the newspaper happily, and several other aunts also leaned over with curiosity.

Although some of them had not stopped crying and even sobbed occasionally, the smiles of joy on their faces could not be hidden.

"Teacher Yan, isn't this black? How do you know it looks like gold?"