The things on the waste station are really messy and numerous, and there are even more things in the place where waste books are placed, such as calligraphy and painting books. After Zhang Yunxiu greeted the staff of the waste station guarding this side, he carefully squatted on the ground and picked up.

Although she is not a cultural person, she also went to night school to go to college after she got money in her previous life, so she still has no difficulty in recognizing words.

Many of the books piled up here were rotten, and some were torn. There were a few middle-aged women next to them chatting with a smile, saying which material is the best to use to make fire. It seems that they came to pick up books and burn them over. Anyway, a large pile of waste books would not cost a few cents.

Zhang Yunxiu didn't know any antique calligraphy and paintings, but she still saw several beautiful ancient paintings.

She glanced at the people around her, and then opened the panel of the plane trading device after she confirmed that no one was paying attention to her, and asked in a low voice to the system that didn't know where she was, "Can I put these calligraphy and paintings into the trading warehouse?"

[Are testing the problem of the wife, please wait: - Ding, yes wife.]

Only then did Zhang Yunxiu feel relieved, carefully found a pretty intact scroll and rolled it up, and quietly smuggled the scroll into his own plane trading device.

She only had ten empty warehouse grids. She tried to find two paintings and occupied two grids. However, she unexpectedly could not overlap like the previous pieces of meat.

However, being able to put things was already satisfying. Next, Zhang Yunxiu secretly found nine more calligraphy and painting books that she thought were of great collection value and filled the warehouse grid. Then she carried a stack of books she found casually at her feet to find her brothers.

Zhang Yunlong also found several pieces of furniture that he was more satisfied with. Zhang Yunqiang borrowed a cart and came back to install the furniture. Then the brother and sister took these "scrap" to find the person in charge of the scrap station to settle the settlement.

Such a large cart of things cost less than 50 cents in total and they were all taken home.

Zhang Yunlong said happily: "If the scrap station wasn't too far from our house, it would be nice to find some more things to take home. It would be much cheaper than if we cut down trees ourselves and then find carpenters to make furniture."

"Yes, why don't there be no scrap station there?" Zhang Yunqiang said with a regretful look on his face.

"You don't look at where these waste products are made. There are such wealthy people in our Miaoer Village!"

“…”

They talked and laughed all the way, and soon arrived at the tic-tone building. The two brothers began to move things upstairs, and Zhang Dashan also came out to stare at them with his little granddaughter in his arms.

As soon as Zhang Yunxiu went upstairs, he suddenly heard sharp crying. Yesterday, a unkempt little woman ran out of the house where she borrowed a broom and a basin of water and ran downstairs crying.

Immediately after the delicate little woman, a short and thin black-faced man was holding a stick as thick as an arm, and shouted and cursed at the escaped woman downstairs: "Stinky woman, if you have the habit of running away, don't go home for me! Mad, I've been in trouble for eight lifetimes to marry you, a prodigal woman. Get back!"

“Woo woo…”

The little woman hid at the stairs and whimpered quietly, looking at her timidly, the man dared not go back at all.

The neighbors living in the same building immediately ran out when they heard the noise. A Zhou Zheng looked like a braggie dress with blue and white plaids, with red hair on her head, and a fashionable and fashionable lesbian standing at the door of her house and frowned: "Zhou Laosan, why did you hit Huifang again? Have you forgotten what I warned you last time? We are now a new society of equality between men and women. If you use the same style of the old society to treat you, don't blame me for really suing you to the Women's Federation!"

"Bah! This is my housework, you little girl, try meddling nosy!" The man who was called Zhou Laosan sneered, "I don't believe it anymore. The Women's Federation can still control my bed affairs? You little woman knows how to fool people. I'm not so stupid this time! Liu Huifang is from my Zhou family. I will beat me and scold me whenever I want to. What can you do?"

As he said that, Zhou Laosan spat at the lesbian and ignored it. He continued to curse at Liu Huifang with a bad expression: "I count three times, will you come back?!"

“One, two…”

Before Zhou Laosan could count to the third time, Liu Huifang, who was hiding at the stairs, came back crying. As soon as she arrived at her door, Zhou Laosan kicked into the house.

Then he hummed and closed the door, and soon, the whine of a woman came from the room.

The neighbors waiting outside couldn't help but sigh.

"Huifang's life is so hard. Why did she meet such a man who was beaten?"

"Didn't Zhou Laosan bully Huifang without her parents' home? If Huifang had a family to support her, would his cowardly boy dare to bully Huifang like this?"

"It's really not a thing!"

...

Zhang Yunxiu frowned and pulled the furniture into the house with her brothers one after another. The crying of the woman next door could be heard even more clearly in her house.

Zhang Yunlong couldn't help but curse, "I want to hit him when I attack a girl."

"What are you involved in other people's housework?" Zhang Dashan sighed and warned to his daughter: "Xiu'er, don't meddle in other people's business, do you know?"

"Dad, can I control this?" Zhang Yunxiu smiled bitterly.

In her opinion, Liu Huifang was as pitiful as her good friend He Shuxiang, and she couldn't even get a good man.

But even if she can help this matter once or twice as a friend, can she still help for the rest of her life?

If you don't stand up, you will always be bullied by men. If these men who love domestic violence beat them for the first time, they will not be able to resist to the end.

Zhang Yunxiu was upset when he heard the whimpering cry, so he simply kept his head down and worked with his brothers.

Zhang Dashan took out a rolled cigarette from somewhere and started smoking it. The little granddaughter next to him looked at the smoke spit out from his mouth, and was very curious.

After finally making the house look like a home, the Zhang family and his son left.

Before leaving, Zhang Dashan stuffed her ten yuan and some food coupons. No matter how Zhang Yunxiu refused, it was useless. She left with a very strong attitude.

Liu Huifang's crying next door was already low, and a smell of food suddenly came from the building. Zhang Yunxiu held Zhuzhu and realized that it was already dinner time, but there was no pot at home, and even if her parents had brought her a lot of food, there was no place to cook it.
Chapter completed!