Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

The father and daughter bid farewell to Grandpa Li who was reluctant to leave, and took their bicycles to the grocery purchasing department next door. Compared with the drug purchasing department just now, there are more people coming and going here, and they are all nearby villagers who come to sell some of their own harvests or make their own.

Produced groceries, mushrooms, fungus, walnuts, apples, peanuts.

Finally it was Du Daddy and Ya'er's turn. The quality of the mushrooms and fungus in the two bags was obviously good, and they were purchased as first-class products. The two bags sold for a total of seventeen yuan and eighty cents. Du Daddy was very satisfied with the price.

Satisfied, Ya'er was not very satisfied. If these were sold for several thousand yuan now, she was satisfied again when she went to the department store with Du Daddy. The prices were very low at this time, and she could buy them for seventeen yuan.

In modern times, you can buy something for thousands of dollars.

The father and daughter came out of the recycling station and went straight to the scrap recycling station. If they had arrived late, it would have been difficult to get in. The father and daughter were lucky today. When they went there, only the fat staff member from last time was in a daze at the door.

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"Auntie, we're here again," Ya'er stepped forward and called. In this era, men and women who don't know each other are not allowed to talk to each other casually, so Ya'er had to go into battle in person.

The staff member was chatting when he saw that it was the little girl who picked out the little book here last time. He thought about the three yuan he got in his hand last time. His salary was only more than twenty yuan a month. Three yuan.

It's enough for my family for a week. "Little girl, I'm here again to pick out little people's books for my brothers. Why haven't you come here for so long? I sent a lot of little people's books last time."[

"Auntie, I also want to pick out some villain books for my brothers. They liked reading the ones last time." Ya'er smiled sweetly and quietly put a dollar into her hand and whispered.

, "This is what mom asked me to give to you."

The fat woman pinched the dollar she got and accepted it with a smile, "Hurry in, as before, it's best to come out before lunch." Although the money in her hand was a bit uneasy, it was still a good thing.

Thinking about the few kilograms of pork I bought with those three yuan last time, my son ate it so deliciously, and no one knew about it, so I sat down with peace of mind and helped Mr. Ya'er and his wife who had just come in to show off.

This time, the two men also went directly to the warehouse where old books and newspapers were stored. The two men did not pick carefully. As long as they thought they were useful, they let Ya'er put them in the space, leaving only some miniature books outside for show.

It seems that the staff member was right, and he collected a lot of old books, newspapers and the like, especially most of them were "reactionary books", such as the four great classics, medical books, history books, etc. These are all antique treasures.

Father Du saw that his daughter liked this kind of "reactionary books", so he started to pick them up too. He was not worried about whether his little daughter would become a gangster. Besides, his daughter had a treasure, so he would not be afraid of these books being placed in the treasure.

people discovered.

The two men picked and picked, and finally found that in addition to a bunch of little people's books outside, "Three Kingdoms", "Creation of the World", "Tianmen Formation", "Liangshan Po", "Tianbao Tu", there were also some revolutionary books

The comic strips "Great Changes in the Mountain Country", "Railway Guerillas", "Lenin in October", "Lenin in 1918", "Bethune in China", etc. are all drawn with brushes, and many of them are in sets.

, Ya'er was so happy that her big black eyes were narrowed to a slit. When she was over 21, she couldn't find these even if she tried to look for them, so she had to keep them well.

After Ya'er finished picking up these old books and newspapers, she went to the pile of scrap metal in the yard to hunt for treasures. There were many antique treasures found during the house raid, and Ya'er enjoyed treasure hunting.

Hey, it would be great if I lived nearby. Then I could come here often to hunt for treasures. I would have my own space and not be afraid of being discovered by others.

However, what makes Ya'er most happy is that she just found a stamp in the pile of waste newspapers. The stamp that everyone in the 21st century knows, the large "All the Mountains and Rivers Are Red", is a stamp that has been auctioned for a sky-high price. This stamp

Due to inaccurate map drawings, the stamps were returned and destroyed across the country, so there are only a few of them in existence. They have become famous among the stamps of New China and are among the rarest stamps in the world. Unexpectedly, one was discovered here today.

Stamps are extremely expensive. Unfortunately, this stamp is used.

Finally, seeing that the time was almost up, Du's father pulled his little treasure out of the pile of scraps, packed the pile of little books in cloth bags, and was ready to call it a day. The two men walked out of the scrap warehouse and walked outside.

Dad put the bag of little books on the table and asked the staff to check it. Ya'er secretly handed her the two yuan that Du had given her, "Auntie, I'm in there today.

I found a lot of little people’s books, thank you auntie for telling me.”

"Auntie, when will you have new little books here? I asked dad to take me to pick them out. My brothers really like them." Ya'er seemed to be in a good mood when she saw the staff member taking the money.

, asked quickly.

"Someone comes to sell used books or something at any time, but here we usually send the items from the station to the provincial purchasing stations uniformly once a month, and they will handle them uniformly. It's a coincidence that you are here today. You will come by the car in the afternoon.

Take away all the things in the station." The staff member told Ya'er patiently, probably because of the two yuan.

"Thank you, auntie. I will ask dad to bring me here when he comes to buy new year's goods next month."

The staff member also carefully looked at the books in the bag, fearing that if he brought out a reactionary book, he would get into trouble. After reading it, he found that they were all villain books, and one other book

She didn't have any books, so she felt relieved. It looked like she could make a small fortune.

After checking that there was no problem, the staff member waved his hand to the two of them, "Okay, you can leave quickly. If you want to come next time, you should come in the morning." He also gave a rare warning, and it seemed that he didn't want to let go.

Pass the big fish Ya'er.

Daddy Du left the scrap collection station with Ya'er carrying half a bag of little books. Although he exchanged three yuan for half a bag of useless little books, Daddy Du didn't feel it was a waste. After all, the money was for his daughter.

In exchange for the things, my daughter can spend whatever she wants, which can be called a model of loving a daughter.

After leaving the scrap collection station, Ya'er saw the post office opposite the recycling station. She thought of the stamp she found and felt itchy. She always wanted to go to the post office to try her luck. Although the stamps of "The Country's Mountains and Rivers Are Red" had all been recycled,

But there are still many other relatively rare and collectible stamps.

"Dad, let's go to the post office and have a look. I heard from Uncle Zhang that many children in Beijing collect stamps, and Ya'er wants to do it too." Ya'er started to act coquettishly towards Du Daddy again. She was acting coquettishly until her father couldn't bear it anymore.

, will agree to any request.

"Okay, okay, Ya'er said we collect stamps, let's collect stamps, let's go to the post office. Dad hasn't been to the post office yet." As expected, as soon as Ya'er acted coquettishly, Du's father surrendered.

The post office is very small, with only two entrances, and it is deserted inside. There is only a young man in his 20s wearing dark green work clothes sitting behind the entrance and reading a newspaper. Ya'er walked to the entrance and even tiptoed hard to reach the entrance.

It was Daddy Du who picked her up. Daddy Du didn't say anything, but he realized that his little girl was very patient, so he let her ask her own questions.

"Uncle, can you get me some stamps? I'm getting ready to collect stamps."

The young man glanced at the little girl who was talking and smiled, "You know how to collect stamps at such a young age. You are so smart." He probably just started working, and his attitude was very enthusiastic. "But uncle asked you, do you have any of you?"

It’s a certificate issued by the Commune Revolutionary Committee. Without the certificate, my uncle wouldn’t dare sell it to you.”[

"Uncle, why do you need a certificate?" Ya'er was stunned. When buying stamps, she asked the Revolutionary Committee to issue a certificate.

"This is a new trend in the class revolution. I just received notice this year that there is a small group of terrorist elements with ulterior motives," the young man replied in a low voice.

Ya'er is very sorry. It turns out that in this era, everything you do requires proof.

Seeing the doubts and grievances on the face of the little girl in front of him, the young man felt a little unbearable, "But, little girl, if you are just a stamp collector, my uncle still has some waste stamps here. It is said that these stamps are all damaged. Originally,

They should all be returned, but the person in charge at the time suddenly fell ill, so there was a delay. These stamps can no longer be used. If you like it, little girl, my uncle will give it to you." He said, grabbing it from the box inside.

After a long while, he took out a few stamps and handed them to Ya'er.

When Ya'er saw the result of the stamps, she almost cried out with joy. She was so lucky that she couldn't stop it. I was a little suspicious when I heard what this young man said just now, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be a few brand-new sets of "The whole country is red"

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"Uncle, these stamps are all red. I like them very much. I asked dad to give you money. How much is the total?" Ya'er was so excited that she could hardly close her mouth.

The young man just said that he regretted giving it to Ya'er. Although these stamps are useless stamps, they are also the collective belongings of the post office. If he gave them to this little girl in vain, he would be considered embezzlement.

.Now when I hear the little girl say that I want to give money, I feel happy because I am just using waste.

"There are ten coins in total, ten coins per board, 8 cents each, a total of eight dollars." The young man said and looked at Father Du, and he was a little doubtful whether Father Du was really willing to give 8 dollars to his daughter.

Buy scrap stamps and collect stamps. 8 yuan is equivalent to one-third of my salary.

Father Du knew his little girl very well. He knew from Ya'er's expression and tone that this little baby liked these stamps very much. Why did his daughter speak again? He immediately took out the money he had just earned from selling mountain goods in the morning from his pocket.

, handed the young man a ten-dollar bill.

The young man was stunned for a moment as he looked at Daddy Du's story. He had never seen a parent who doted on his daughter so much. He spent 8 yuan to buy these scrap stamps for his daughter to play with. This was simply the biggest waste. Ya'er took the hand from the young man.

The two pieces of change that came over were conveniently stuffed into his pocket, and the young man who saw it sighed again in his heart.

With the young man sighing on his face, the two men left the post office. "Dad, these stamps will definitely be valuable in the future. When the time comes, I will give two brothers each two stamps as heirlooms of our family." Ya'er said to Daddy Du seriously.

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"Okay, it will be our family's heirloom from now on." Du's father didn't take Ya'er's words seriously, but he still followed Ya'er's words and answered. Ya'er also heard that his father didn't care, so he didn't elaborate on it. Many years later,

, when Father Du, who was gray-haired but still energetic, was watching a treasure appraisal program on TV, he suddenly remembered the words of his daughter many years ago, and once again lamented that his daughter was really a treasure given to him by God, and she was his real treasure.