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Chapter 9 Goldfinger

On the first day of returning to 60s, Li Xingxing couldn't sleep.

Li Xiuhong hugged her and fell asleep with satisfaction, but she was counting the lambs with her eyes open.

How should you live in the future?

Li Xingxing, who is only eighteen years old, has no idea.

From childhood to adulthood, she often heard the old man talk about what happened in that era. The people had faith and were full of fighting spirit. They could give everything for their faith, but their lives were very hard.

There is a shortage of supplies, so you need tickets throughout the journey.

Not having enough food and clothing is a true portrayal of most ordinary people.

Just as shed tears to comfort her miserable fate, Li Xingxing's eyes suddenly lit up and found that he was standing at the gate of his wholesale supermarket. He could see the white paper on the door because of his grandfather's death.

Dreaming?

Li Xingxing muttered and pushed open the unlocked door.

It was obviously daylight and when the market was about to open for business, there was no one on the street, which was strange.

As soon as he entered the door, Li Xingxing was hit critically.

Critical hits from various food department stores on the shelves.

She rushed over immediately, grabbed a box of cakes on the shelves and tore open the packaging box.

The soft and sweet cake is so fragrant when you eat it into your mouth!

I ate a bowl of light dumpling soup in the morning, but in the evening I ate a bowl of dried sweet potato porridge with a thin soup and water. I don’t care about it at all. No wonder they are as thin as a pole.

After eating three pieces of cake in one breath, Li Xingxing choked and quickly took out the milk and drank a box of it.

With a breath, Li Xingxing was stunned.

Why can she eat the things in her supermarket? She ate them sincerely.

At first, she thought she was dreaming.

Dingdeng!

Holding the cake in his hand, Li Xingxing climbed up the second floor along the stairs and broke into his and his father's home.

They have been living on the second floor of one of the storefronts.

Now, exactly the same as her arrangement for burning paper money for the old man, the half bowl of milk she had left in the morning was still on the table.

Did she wear it home?

Li Xingxing was overjoyed and touched the golden Pixiu placed by the old man on Duobao grid.

Solid, pure gold!

The old man just said this and told her not to move.

The cold touch made Li Xingxing smile, but his eyes turned dark and he returned to the bed with Li Xiuhong, which took only about ten minutes.

Li Xingxing was holding half a piece of cake that he had not finished.

Yoho!

Looking at Li Xiuhong again, she was sleeping soundly, as if she didn't notice whether she had disappeared.

It's amazing!

Li Xingxing stuffed half a piece of cake into her mouth. After destroying the corpse, she carefully studied the magical experience she encountered.

There is only one street, and the storefront I bought seemed to be cut from Huaihua Town.

I can't see other people, I can't see other people's shops.

I don’t know if it’s the soul or the body, but Li Xingxing feels that he can freely go to and from his wholesale supermarket, eat in it, take out any thing, or bring outside things in, smoothly.

However, you can only go in for about ten minutes at a time.

Eating inside, I still feel full when I return to reality.

Isn't that just the portable space?

Li Xingxing is just an ordinary girl who loves beauty, wants to fall in love early, likes to read novels, and has read many of her own streaming novels.

Could it be that the old man had expected everything before his death? Otherwise, why did he spend all his savings and order so much supplies? It must be a preparation for her time travel.

Li Xingxing happily licked his fingers stained with cake crumbs.
Chapter completed!
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