My girlfriend is from 1949

The piercing scream pierced through the walls and reached downstairs.

Even passersby who were walking downstairs were startled by the screams and looked up in surprise.

Some even speculated that a major case might have occurred, or that the police had been called.

Chen Jianguo was holding the power plug, ready to test whether the power strip was fixed.

Even before the power was on, my body tensed up as if I were being electrocuted.

His hair stood on end; he was terrified by the shrill scream.

I grabbed the power strip and rushed into the bedroom without even putting on my slippers.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?!"

His face was full of anxiety, fearing that something might have happened to his wife.

He rushed to the door and saw his wife standing there unharmed. He hurriedly asked, "What happened to you?"

Zhang Ping's eyes widened, her face filled with panic and confusion.

It took her a few seconds to come to her senses, and she shook her head, saying, "I...I'm fine."

Chen Jianguo's heart finally settled down when he heard that his wife was alright.

His face darkened, and he angrily rebuked, "What are you yelling about? You scared me!"

At that moment, he was only wearing a slipper.

This shows how worried they were, which is why they instinctively rushed over at the first moment.

He didn't even have time to put down the power strip in his hand.

Zhang Ping took two steps back and stood on tiptoe to peer into the cabinet.

He said nervously, "I just opened the cabinet, and a mouse suddenly ran out, which startled me. It almost bit my hand."

He looked shaken, clearly terrified.

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. I was in a relaxed mood while tidying up my wardrobe.

When I opened the middle drawer of the wardrobe to take a look, a mouse suddenly darted out. No wonder I was startled.

Upon hearing the sound of rats, Chen Jianguo immediately pushed his wife aside.

Pick up the power strip and carefully pull open the drawer.

A power strip is no good for hitting people, but it's perfectly fine for hitting rats.

However, when the drawer was opened, there were no mice inside.

It must have crawled out and then scurried to the ground, hiding under the bed or somewhere else.

Chen Jianguo lowered his head and carefully inspected the inside of the drawer.

He reached out and touched it, then couldn't help but curse, "That damned beast! It dug a hole in the cabinet!"

Judging from the shape, it seems that someone used sharp claws to carve a hole in the solid wood cabinet from behind.

That's why it immediately runs out as soon as the drawer is opened.

Chen Jianguo carefully inspected the wardrobe and confirmed that he found no trace of mice.

He then turned to her and said, "Tomorrow I'll buy some sticky mouse traps, I'll definitely catch it and get revenge for you!"

Although it sounds simple and unpretentious, it warms the heart.

Although he may not say it, he is definitely a man who loves his wife dearly.

Zhang Ping only dared to approach the cabinet again after confirming that there were no mice inside.

Open the drawer and carefully examine the contents.

Because the rats were running around inside, they messed up everything that was originally neatly arranged.

Fortunately, the jewelry and other items were all in boxes, so they weren't damaged.

Another old-fashioned handbag, only the size of a book and studded with rhinestones, had a hole bitten in the side.

Zhang Ping hurriedly emptied the contents of the container, and was immediately dumbfounded!

Two current account passbooks and some receipts were chewed up.

Even the household registration booklet had a large gap bitten off.

The papers inside were also badly damaged.

Zhang Ping picked up the household registration booklet, turned to her, and asked, "Old Chen, do you think it's possible to register the transfer of ownership after buying the house?"

Even the name of the homeowner's entry has been bitten off, so it's definitely unusable.

Chen Jianguo pondered for a moment before saying, "Anyway, we haven't decided which house to buy yet. Today is Friday, so we can just go and get a new one next Monday."

Zhang Ping nodded: "That's the only way."

What's done is done, there's no point in doing anything about it.

I can only wait until next Monday, take the old household registration booklet to the police station, and get a new one.

Actually, changing your household registration book is very quick, as long as you don't have a criminal record or are wanted online.

Usually, you can get the new household registration book in no more than half an hour.

"Damn rats, just wait till I get my hands on you! Old Chen, buy a few more sticky rat traps tomorrow."

While cursing angrily, Zhang Ping instructed the man to buy sticky rat traps the next day.

If one isn't enough, just buy a few more; you're bound to catch one eventually!

……

At this moment, Chen Huai'an is eating meat heartily and drinking wine in a hot pot restaurant.

He's not a big drinker and wouldn't dare to challenge someone to a drinking contest.

He had no idea that his family was making arrangements to buy him a wedding house.

We ate until nine o'clock before finally leaving, completely satisfied.

Chen Huai'an had been drinking, and adhering to the principle of not driving after drinking, he wanted to call a designated driver.

Although he now has connections with the government and can be considered to have powerful backers.

However, his style of doing things hasn't become arrogant.

I never imagined that if I got caught driving under the influence, I could just find someone to settle it.

Out of a sense of responsibility to others, and also to myself, I habitually call for a designated driver.

"Don't call a designated driver, I'll drive! I'll drive today!"

Lin Wan was beaming with excitement, her big eyes shining.

I deliberately didn't drink a drop of alcohol during dinner tonight, just so that Chen Huai'an would drink so that I could legitimately drive home.

Now she not only has legal status, but also a driver's license!

It's just an automatic transmission, isn't it?

Back in the Republic of China era, it wasn't like we hadn't driven automatic cars before.

The 1908 Ford Model T was equipped with a 2-speed automatic transmission, but it required the driver to operate the accelerator, so it could not be considered truly automatic.

The earliest prototype can be traced back to 1908, but the modern automatic transmission is generally considered to have been born between 1939 and 1940.

As a soldier on the covert front, driving is an essential skill.

Otherwise, if you can't even drive a car when you're on a mission, are you going to run there when you're in a rush?

I had secretly let her drive in a remote place before.

I just don't have a driver's license, so I don't dare let her drive on the road.

Now that I have a driver's license, I naturally want to experience the handling performance of a modern SUV.

Lin Wan sat in the driver's seat, skillfully fastened her seatbelt, and started the engine and stepped on the gas in one smooth motion.

With a turn of the steering wheel, it drove out of the parking space.

This skill level clearly indicates extensive prior training.

With few cars on the road at night, the UV speeds along the wide main road.

Chen Huai'an glanced at the speed of the dial and instinctively grabbed the armrest.

Don't let Lin Wan's seemingly gentle appearance fool you; she's a wild driver.

Perhaps, compared to the battles with secret agents during the Republic of China era, this pace can only be considered rudimentary.

Eliminating traitors, providing cover, engaging in gunfights, and driving a car to carve a bloody path.

Compared to the current acceleration, it's nothing.

Lin Wan drove at high speed and smoothly came to a stop in the parking space.

The two did not go home, but drove directly to the warehouse.

A minivan followed far behind the UV.

A middle-aged man picked up a walkie-talkie and quickly reported, "Director Zhou, they'll be at the warehouse in five minutes!"

Then switch channels: "Car number 2 turns left at the intersection ahead, Car number 3 picks up."