Supporting her waist and gasping heavily, Yi Chichi went straight to Yi Yong and Zhang Lanxiang's room.
During the era of ration tickets, money didn't work without them. The original host's mother was killed on duty and there was compensation money.
But the original host didn't see a penny of it. She took all this money, not leaving it for the convenience of the reform committee people.
The door wasn't locked, just ajar.
Yi Chichi pushed the door open and walked in.
Yi Yong had made quite a bit of money over the years.
The ten square meter master bedroom had a large wardrobe with a full-length mirror, a chest of drawers, a dressing table, and two large boxes stacked together.
There was also a sofa.
The boxes and cabinets were all locked. Yi Chichi took the keys she got from Zhang Lanxiang and Yi Yong and tried them one by one.
With a click, the lock opened.
Once the boxes and wardrobe were in an open state, Yi Chichi began to treasure hunt.
Found 2,270 yuan in banknotes.
Eight hundred of that was the original host's mother's compensation money, with a receipt.
Nine hundred seventy, was Yi Yong's illegal gains, kept separately with a ledger.
The ledger recorded the origins of this money.
Yi Chichi didn't take this money, it had to be saved for later.
Two small gold bars weighing about thirty grams each and a bracelet with a gold base she didn't take either, also had to be saved for later.
The remaining several hundred yuan, with a hundred and twenty being the original host's countryside allowance.
Receipt for the original host's youth subsidy fee, certificate of honor for educated youth going to the countryside and the Yi family's grain and oil book, tickets were placed together.
The original host was truly pitiful, not knowing until death that there was a subsidy for educated youth going to the countryside.
If only she knew...
Forget it, it's meaningless to say more at this point.
After tidying things up, Yi Chichi began to pack her luggage.
In the cold and frozen Northeast, if she didn't prepare everything, she would suffer.
Buying was impossible, Yi Yong and Zhang Lanxiang had hamster-like tendencies, always wanting to hoard good stuff at home.
Therefore, Yi Chichi packed up two brand new, unused thick quilts, a military coat about seventy to eighty percent new, heavy and sturdy enough to use as a quilt.
She scavenged two new outfits that hadn't been worn from Yi Jing and Yi Ling each.
Plus two sets of seven to eight-tenths new cotton-padded clothes and trousers.
Anyway, she wore them outside, she didn't mind.
The main thing is that making clothes now is troublesome, not only needs money but also tickets.
If the tickets are not enough, saving fabric takes time, let alone cotton for making padded jackets, without a way in and enough cotton tickets, it could wear a person out.
So, she should take what's readily available.
When there is enough fabric and cotton tickets later, she can make new ones and sell the old ones still in good time.
As for the inner clothes...
Thinking about the small and worn-out jujube sap shirt on her, comparable to a rag, Yi Chichi made a humble vow to herself, that once she reached Northeast, she wanted freedom for jujube sap shirts!
Zhang Lanxiang, you indeed deserve to die, how much fabric does a jujube sap shirt take, and you are still stingy with that.
Just wait, there will be good days for you to suffer.
Yi Chichi eats anything but isn't willing to suffer losses.
Besides, she believes in taking revenge immediately; otherwise, she would be restless to the point of being unable to eat or sleep.
Therefore, after packing her luggage, she took out the needle Zhang Lanxiang used for sewing, went straight to Zhang Lanxiang, and turned into Nanny Rong, stabbing the needle into her nail bed.
Ten fingers connected to the heart, needle torture was one of the ancient tortures.
With soul-piercing pain attacking, Zhang Lanxiang, who was in deep sleep and smacking her lips, opened her eyes and wanted to scream.
Yet found something stuffed into her mouth.
Focusing her eyes, Yi Chichi was just withdrawing her hand and smiling at her with curved brows.
"Mmm mmm mmm..."
She wanted to say "what the hell are you laughing at," but what came out was indistinct sounds.
A strange smell wafted from her mouth, smelling like a rag that hadn't been washed for days.
Thinking of this, her eyes widened suddenly. So, it was this little bitch Yi Chichi who stuffed her mouth with a rag?
"Looks like you figured it out!"
Yi Chichi, whose gaze never left her face, noticed her expression change and curved her lips into a smile.
"Don't scream, otherwise I can't guarantee what I might do."
The voice was gentle, the smile was bright.
In Zhang Lanxiang's eyes, it was so vicious she wished to jump up and kill her.
She glared angrily, blurting incessantly.
Yet all the curses and maledictions were blocked by the rag in her mouth.
"You are not obedient at all."
Yi Chichi pretended to be helpless, shaking her head, and slowly pulled the needle out, transforming into a grand villain.
"So, I decided to give you another poke. Just now you experienced it unconsciously in your sleep, now you are awake, so I'll reward you with the pain of ten fingers linked to the heart."
Before she finished speaking, she deftly inserted the needle again.
Suddenly, Zhang Lanxiang was in such pain that her eyes almost popped out, her entire body trembling like chaff.
Pain!
So painful!
The kind of pain that made her want to die.
Even giving birth wasn't so painful.
This vicious little bitch Yi Chichi actually used a needle to stab her nail bed.
Where's Old Yi, why hasn't Old Yi come to punish this little bitch?!
She opened her mouth intending to call for Yi Yong, but the snoring that came alongside sounded like a saw.
With a thud, a bad premonition rose in Zhang Lanxiang's heart.
Turning her stiff neck toward the side, she saw Yi Yong and them tied up in a strange posture lying there.
Instantly, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
Done!
Complete annihilation!!
Yi Chichi wore a look of admiration, appreciating her handiwork.
Now her heart was colder than the person who's been killing fish in a supermarket for ten years.
So you do get scared after all!
So, little girl, see there's nothing to fear about evil people.
If you haven't left yet, widen your eyes and watch closely, watch how sister avenges you!
A breeze blew in through the open window, like a response from the little girl.
Yi Chichi curved her lips into a smile, reached out to turn Zhang Lanxiang's head, and said warmly in her slightly alarmed gaze, "Look into my eyes, I have something to tell you."
Crazy, Yi Chichi really went crazy!
Zhang Lanxiang struggled desperately.
She understood the concept of the weak being at the mercy of the strong; usually, she wouldn't have instigated Old Yi to beat Yi Chichi to death if she wasn't merciful and kind-hearted with good family values.
But the situation was different now, her children, her man, like her, were all tied up and lost their freedom.
She couldn't do anything, could only comply.
Otherwise, she didn't know what the crazy Yi Chichi would do to them.
The one who knows the times is a wise person. She nodded furiously.
She would cooperate, she would cooperate with everything!
Yi Chichi showed her a bright smile, her voice carrying a touch of calmness, "...Zhang Lanxiang, Buddha said there are three sufferings in life. The first is called 'can't let go,' do you have people or things you can't let go of?"
As she spoke, she gazed at Zhang Lanxiang, her fingers rhythmically tapping.
"The second suffering is called 'constant comparison.' Do you think that by marrying Yi Yong, your life has achieved perfection? When you see the factory director's wife, do you feel envious? Do you resent why you didn't marry the director..."
Before she could finish talking about the third suffering, Zhang Lanxiang's eyes began to turn blurry, like someone so sleepy they want to meet Zhou Gong but are trying their hardest not to sleep.
Deeply versed in hypnosis, Yi Chichi's eyes narrowed slightly, her smile growing even more tender.