1960s: My Birth Mother Abandoned Me on the Road to Escape Famine

Qin Qing, a graduating student, was rushing to finish her thesis late at night when she stumbled and fell, only to wake up in the 1960s, right in the midst of a great famine. Completely disoriented...

Chapter 132 Opponent (1/2)

Chapter 132 Opponent

Lao Gao looked at the boy's slender and flexible fingers.

A little dazed.

After hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, then remembered the serious matter and said, "You kid still have the nerve to say it, no matter what, you are still on the same boat with us. It's busy during the New Year, and you are out playing and nowhere to be found. I'm afraid you will go to school in a few days, and you will be even less likely to be found..."

Lao Gao looked at him, speechless.

"Master Kui asked me to tell you, are you kidding me? If you keep doing this, you won't have to worry about food and clothing, right?"

After saying this, Lao Gao glanced at him meaningfully.

You’re right.

It's like a person living his life.

Yang Liansheng spread his hands and said helplessly, "This is really unfair to me."

The boy's fingers were fair, and the scars left by tumbling over bricks and stones a few days ago were more obvious.

He forced a perfunctory smile and said, "This long journey does have some difficulties. I made some money a while ago, and took advantage of the New Year to visit the elderly at home. After going back and forth, my pockets are almost empty. I was hoping that Master Kui would help us..."

"You're lucky, kid. There's work for you. You should go to town sometime. We need to rush to buy goods and compete with our rivals. Bring Ye Zi with you, and you'll have more hands."

Damn it, he actually wanted Ye Zi to be a thug.

These people are dreaming.

Yang Liansheng nodded expressionlessly.

Prepare to leave.

"etc!"

Lao Gao picked up the rattan grass thrown on the ground and said shyly, "Can you teach me how to weave it?"

Yang Liansheng: “…”

It was not until two days later that Qin Qing learned that the boy had returned to the village.

Although Yang Liansheng is young.

But he seems to be more reliable than many people.

Qin Qing secretly thought that she would go look for someone after she sold all the braised food today.

Because there is a lot of leftovers from the past two days.

So she and Zhu Lihua sold their products separately.

Qin Qingcai came out of the alley and saw a figure running quickly into the alley next to him.

She rubbed her eyes.

Is it true that whatever you think about during the day, you dream about at night?

She was dazzled.

Qin Qing followed into the alley next to him with an uncertain attitude.

I looked around at the entrance of the alley for a while.

As expected, Yang Liansheng and Ye Zi hurried out.

"Qingqing, why are you here?" The boy hadn't seen this little girl for a while, and he felt a little weird. She seemed to have grown taller.

The young man behind him was even more excited, but unfortunately he could only babble and couldn't say anything.

"I come to town every day."

Qin Qing answered with a smile, then raised the basket in his hand.

The boy finally reacted.

I remembered what I promised the girl before.

I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten about it. Give me the things, and you can go back first..."

“This isn’t a candy cake.”

Looking at the puzzled look Yang Liansheng gave him.

She then replied, "It's braised food, can I sell it?"

The girl stared at the boy with her big eyes.

It makes people feel embarrassed.

He snatched the basket from Qin Qing's hand and said hurriedly, "I'll go ask..."

After saying that, he turned around and went back into the alley.

Ye Zi looked at Qin Qing hesitantly and followed him.

The young man walked quickly towards the yard.

When he heard footsteps behind him, he looked over in confusion.

"Why are you following me? I'll be back in a minute!"

He finally admired this man.

It has nothing to do with that.

Ye Zi's eyes lit up instantly when he heard this.

Without hesitation, he returned the same way.

The backs reveal joy.