Chapter 7 Dad? Are you 50w?

Chapter 7 Dad? Are you 50w?

Chapter 7 Dad? Are you 50w?

Gu Xiuyan frowned and slapped her on the arm.

Chu Yuan was in so much pain that he put on a mask of pain on his face, but when he saw his mother's angry face, he pouted his mouth high, turned his head away, and rubbed his arm while whimpering.

Gu Xiuyan glared at her daughter, her tone somewhat harsh, "Pooh, pooh, pooh, what are you talking about, life or death, what nonsense!"

Chu Liguo did not say anything, but just watched from the side. He did not interfere in his wife's education of the children, otherwise he would be taught a lesson as well.

Ignoring his daughter's pleading gaze, Chu Liguo turned his head away with an unnatural look, "Your mother is right."

Chu Yuan rolled her eyes. Her mother’s beating still hurt so much!
Rubbing his red arm, Chu Yuan laughed heartlessly, "Mom is right, bah, bah, bah, I won't say that again next time.

Let's find the things quickly, and I'll send them out overnight, otherwise we won't make it in time."

Upon hearing this, the couple immediately took action.

Seeing this, Chu Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and went to see what was happening at his grandfather's side.

The two old men were also forced to get up and pack up important things, but when she saw the burning stove beside her, she almost gasped and hurriedly said, "Grandpa, you didn't burn your things, did you?"

Chu Fengmian looked reluctant when he heard this, but there was still some shame in his eyes. He pointed to the pile of books and said, "Ayuan, these books must be kept. You can burn the ones in the room."

After saying that, Chu Fengmian couldn’t bear to look at it anymore and silently turned his head to the side. Chu Yuan was still a little confused when she heard that. She thought that these were the only ones left after so many books were burned, and she almost gave them away.

"What's the point of burning them? They are all treasures. Even if I were burned, they wouldn't be able to burn!"

Chu Yuan's face lit up with excitement, this was all knowledge!
Ancient books say that knowledge equals wealth.

How could she burn her wealth with her own hands?
She couldn't do it.

Song Yu held the old man's hand. These things were all good things, but now, they were sharp blades that could kill people.

She understood her husband's reluctance, but she had to give up eventually. She was also prepared to comfort her husband, but when she heard her granddaughter's words, all the words of comfort were lost for a moment.

Chu Fengmian held his granddaughter's arm with trembling hands, "Ayuan, what you said is true! These...

Can all these things be preserved?"

Chu Yuan nodded affirmatively. All these treasures should stay in the space and come out to shine when the time comes. "Grandpa, I am still waiting for you to return to your old job and support me in the future!"

She just wants to be a happy parasite and live a carefree life.

She really didn't have a day off.

Now that you have finally crossed over, you must lie down.

Chu Fengmian smiled and nodded, tears flashing in his eyes. His wrinkled hands stroked the book, "Okay, Grandpa will take care of A-Yuan for the rest of his life."

Chu Yuan took out the large hemp sack he had prepared and put the books into the sack. The two brothers who were sorting books in the house also came over to help. After all the books were bagged, there were three large bags.

After wiping away non-existent saliva, Chu Yuan wanted to wear a pair of expensive cosmetic contact lenses if conditions permitted.

The three of them each carried a bag and walked away. However, compared to the two brothers who had a hard time, Chu Yuan seemed to carry the things very easily and he even ate an apple with his free hand.

There is no way, I have to use the infinite power plug-in.

Seeing the eldest and the younger brother struggling, he said, "How about you two carry one bag together and I can carry the other bag?"

After saying that, Chu Yuan threw the remaining fruit core in his hand casually and left his other hand free. Seeing this, the two brothers pursed their lips and shook their heads. Although their backs were bent a little, their feet did move faster.

Chu Yuan didn’t quite understand, but he understood and respected.

He then took out another apple from the space and continued to eat it leisurely, ignoring the large bag he was carrying. Passersby would definitely think that he was out for a walk.

Although Chu Yanqi was not in good health, he had been trained since childhood. It was indeed strenuous to carry a large bag, but at least he could carry it and walk a distance. After all, his eldest brother was a soldier, and his physical strength, arm strength and physical fitness were much better than theirs.

But my sister's words...

Chu Yanqi looked back uncomfortably. His sister stretched out her hand holding the apple and waved at him. She looked so relaxed and comfortable.

Feeling the pressure on his back, Chu Yanqi turned his face back and bent his waist a little more. Sweat dripped down his cheeks to his chin and dripped to the ground.

But not long after walking, the pressure on his back suddenly eased a little. Chu Yanqi turned around and met Chu Yuan's smiling face. The hand that was originally holding the apple was placed at the bottom of his pocket.

"Don't talk, finish it quickly."

Chu Yanqi's words were stuck in his lips and he didn't say them out loud.

The two of them had turned back to continue cleaning up the rest. Chu Yuan looked at the three big bags and smiled. After a few seconds, three more bags appeared somewhere in the space.

In fact, this era does have some advantages. For example, if someone accidentally sees this situation, they dare not say anything. Feudal superstition is not acceptable. This is a new society.

After several trips back and forth, all the things in the house were cleared out.

But when Chu Yuan saw his parents packing up their things, he couldn't bear to watch his father packing up books and some materials.

I am so impressed that my mother only collects money. It turns out that my mother is the one who sees things clearly.

Money! It's all about money! Money is the most important thing!

She felt she could abandon her father and follow her mother.

Looking at Comrade Chu Liguo who treated the information as a treasure, Chu Yuan shook his head.

Forget it, my dad is so stupid and stubborn, what will I do when he dies?

After all, this silly father saw that she and her mother only picked out valuable jewelry to hide, so he quietly reduced the number of books he wanted to hide. Chu Yuan did not say anything, but just silently noted down where her father put them.

After clearing out most of the things, the family breathed a sigh of relief. Chu Liguo looked at the furnishings around him, his eyes slightly moved, but it only flashed for a moment.

The two old men also remained silent, and their faces looked even more worried.

"Ayuan, come with me."

There was a knock on the door. Chu Yuan stood up after hearing his elder brother's words. "What's wrong, elder brother?"

It’s the middle of the night, what could possibly happen to you, brother?

Thinking of her eldest brother's occupation, Chu Yuan swallowed a mouthful of water. Could it be that her family didn't have its own difficulties? Was there a traceable reason for everything?
What is the difference between this and the house raiding in ancient books? ! ?
But the body is honest, the brain is working like crazy, and the legs never stop.

I saw my father standing with my eldest brother.

Chu Yuan: Very spicy!
Could it be that there is something shameful in her house? It can't be a spy, right?

Oh my god! Is it too late to run away at night?
Chu Liguo didn't pay attention to his daughter's rich facial expressions at this moment. He looked at the things in his hand seriously. Finally, he sighed, opened the box, and revealed the things inside.

It was similar to a modern suitcase and looked a bit advanced, but it was too outdated for Chu Yuan and could be opened in less than a minute.

But in this era...

There's something wrong with this thing.

"Dad? Are you 50w?"

It is recorded in ancient books that bad people are walking 50w.

(End of this chapter)