Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

The heavens really won’t give them a way to live—what should they do now?

"Mom, where are the things?"

"What your dad left behind are just some paintings and ornaments. Who wants them now?"

The old lady was truly heartbroken. Would she really not see her grandson?

"Is there nothing else?"

"Haven’t you seen it before? You don’t know what there is?"

"I didn’t pay attention."

The bystanders also noticed the situation. The Sun Family truly didn’t have anything, and how much could these paintings sell for?

It was already late; everyone went back to cook dinner. Only Su Yuanyuan was left alone, standing awkwardly to the side.

Actually, she was trying to mentally prepare herself. Paintings might not be worth much now, but in the future they could be valuable. Although this family probably didn’t have works by famous artists. freewebnøvel.com

Finally, she decided to take a look at them, "Aunt, can I see those paintings?"

Because Su Yuanyuan really didn’t have much presence, when she spoke, the mother and daughter finally looked at her.

"Shoo, shoo, what does a little girl like you know?"

"I just know that you’re a squanderer."

"You little brat, asking for a beating?"

Su Yuanyuan gave Sun Erbao a contemptuous glance, turned around and asked the old lady, "Aunt, can I take a look? My family likes these; if it’s suitable, I can buy them."

The old lady sighed and stood up. She thought she might as well let her have a look; even if they were sold to a recycling station, they wouldn’t fetch much money.

The old lady wiped away her tears, "Come in with me."

Su Yuanyuan followed behind her.

"Mom, she’s just a little beggar, and you trust her?"

Hmph, what a temperamental person. Su Yuanyuan turned around, "I’m a little beggar, so what are you? You’re about to be a beggar too; at such an age and not learning to behave, you got cheated, didn’t you? Serves you right."

Earlier, she overheard two women saying that someone had harmed their family.

The old lady walked ahead without looking back, not believing a little beggar could buy anything, though it would be sold soon; she might as well let her see it.

Su Yuanyuan followed her into the yard; the house was really nice, but it looked even more burdened.

"Aunt, I just heard someone wants to harm your family—wants something from your house. That’s why they lured your son to play cards. Be careful."

The old lady turned her head, staring at Su Yuanyuan in astonishment.

Su Yuanyuan read the astonishment and fear from her face. Ultimately, it was a look of hopelessness.

"Girl, do you still want to look?"

"Aunt, I really have money; if there’s anything good that I like, I’ll definitely buy it."

"Okay, I’ll show you."

Sun Erbao followed them angrily.

"Erbao, go buy some steamed buns; we didn’t have lunch yet."

The old lady spoke while taking out fifty cents from her pocket and handed it to her son, "If you go gambling again, don’t come back."

Sun Erbao grinned awkwardly, "Mom, I’m really done with gambling; I’m really scared now. Don’t worry; I’m just buying buns." He took the money and ran.

The old lady went to close the gate, "Girl, follow me; sigh, what kind of life is this?"

Following the old lady, they entered her room, where she moved a dressing table to reveal another door.

Su Yuanyuan wasn’t afraid and followed her in since she felt no malice.

Right then, she strongly believed in her intuition.

The old lady went in with a candle, and Su Yuanyuan saw two lonely boxes inside.

"Girl, could you help me move these two boxes out?"

"Sure." In such a dark place, she couldn’t see what it was anyway. Although she knew nothing about antiques, she had to check them out, right?

The candle was placed aside, and the two struggled to push the boxes. It was hard to lift them. The old lady climbed up and pulled with a rope.

It took about ten minutes to finally get them up.

"Why hasn’t Sun Erbao come back yet?" Su Yuanyuan muttered softly.

The old lady let out a plaintive laugh while Su Yuanyuan quickly understood. Indeed, some habits never change.

"Girl, I know what you mean. They have their eyes on this house. I’m selling all these things today, find someone to sell the house too, then go back to my old rural home. There, even if Erbao wants to play cards, there’s no place to go."

Su Yuanyuan gave a thumbs up. That’s a good plan.

"Girl, look, I planned to leave these things to Erbao after I die, but I can’t keep them anymore. Forget it; see for yourself. If you think it’s suitable, give me some money."

Su Yuanyuan didn’t hold back and opened the first box they got up, which was heavy.

Upon opening, she saw they were wrapped in cotton cloth. After taking out a look, there were two vases, those red ones, with a particularly good sheen. She placed them aside and continued to take out more.

Below was a paperweight; Su Yuanyuan couldn’t tell what it was made of, but it was carefully wrapped in several layers, indicating it was something good. Below were some jade pieces, not made into ornaments, but they were cut and polished. There were four pieces, each about the size of a head, and they looked like good things.

Su Yuanyuan put them back one by one, closed the lid, and went to see the second box.

Opening it, she caught the scent of ink.

She pretended to understand, opening three scrolls. They were all landscape paintings and looked quite good.

Below were some thread-bound books. She flipped through them, then closed the box.

"Aunt, these things, if you sell them, they wouldn’t fetch much. I’ll give you two hundred for all of them. I can’t bear to see these good things go to waste."

The old lady shed tears again but this time silently.

"Fine. They’re yours. Thank you, girl." She knew these wouldn’t sell for much either, and she was grateful for the two hundred.

"Aunt, I’ll go get a cart, wait for me; don’t worry, I’ll definitely take them."

"Okay, I trust you."

Su Yuanyuan came out around noon, and there was no one outside. At this time, most people were having lunch.

About ten minutes later, she returned, notably noting that Sun Erbao still hadn’t returned. Truly a squanderer.

The old lady removed the threshold, and the small cart was promptly brought into the house.

Su Yuanyuan, a prudent person, checked everything once more; there were no mistakes. Then she took out a wad of money from her pocket.

"Aunt, count it."

When the counting was done, Su Yuanyuan left with the cart. She had to hurry before the streets filled with people.

She pushed the cart directly out of town, then headed toward the city. Initially, she intended to stay here, but after acquiring these good things, she figured she’d hide in the city instead. Arriving in the fields and looking around to make sure no one was there, she folded up the cart and headed toward the city at a trot.