Zhou Gou also looked at Zhou Mingli, his expression quite unpleasant.
Under the gaze of these people, Zhou Mingli spoke calmly, “I have said everything I need to say at the police station, and I have given my statement. If you really want to know the ins and outs of this matter, you can go to the police station and see the statement. I do not accept inquiries from anyone other than the police officers.”
Zhou Mingli would never get involved in such messy affairs.
Not to mention that Widow Wang went into the grove to frame him, and Zhao Wei conspired with her to harm him. If he hadn't been shrewd, he might have actually been framed.
Zhou Mingli could not testify for either Zhao Wei or the widow Wang.
Go fight it out yourselves!
Zhou Gou spoke, but his words went straight to the heart of the matter: "Second brother, you saw a woman being bullied, why didn't you help her?"
This pain point isn't targeting Zhao Wei, it's targeting Widow Wang!
Widow Wang's face turned pale instantly. She screamed, "Stop talking! Stop talking! I never want to think about that day again, Er Gou. Every time you mention it, it's like stabbing me in the heart. My heart is bleeding dry..."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Gou tensed up and lowered his voice, "Alright, alright, I won't say anything more, and I won't ask anymore."
Widow Wang felt somewhat at ease after she had managed to calm Zhou Gou down.
But who knew!
Zhou Mingli's light voice came over, "I didn't hear any resistance or refusal. I thought it was two people having a secret rendezvous in the woods. How could I possibly save someone?"
Zhou Gou's body stiffened.
Widow Wang's mind went blank; only two words kept echoing in her mind—
It's over.
Zhou Mingli grasped Jiang Ci's hand and said to Zhou Gou, "Brother Er Gou, we'll be leaving now. You two chat."
Zhou Mingli and his wife, who had stirred up such a huge storm, dusted themselves off and left.
I'm not playing with you guys anymore!
Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli left gracefully, without caring about what would happen next.
The two of them went to a state-run restaurant for a nice, nourishing meal, and bought a chicken leg for each of the two children.
Since there was still some time before he could get the medicine for Jiang Ci, Zhou Mingli told Jiang Ci to wait at the state-run restaurant while he took the money and went to the black market.
All the grain has been harvested, and wages will be paid next month. After their work points are deducted from the cost of bricks and cement, they will still receive a considerable amount of grain, but not much of it will be fine grain.
Aside from eating at state-run restaurants, they ate mostly coarse grains. Jiang Ci always said that the cornbread made from coarse grains was hard on the throat, so Zhou Mingli thought that once the spring wheat was harvested, he would see if anyone would sell grain.
He didn't know if it was because the pay hadn't been issued yet, but there was no grain for sale on the black market. After wandering around, Zhou Mingli found a good deal.
One industrial voucher!
Industrial vouchers that can be used to buy watches!
Zhou Mingli's eyes lit up, but he managed to hold back and went around asking everyone before finally getting his hands on the industrial vouchers.
The man didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand and showed a number.
Seven pieces.
They only brought twelve yuan with them today. They gave Dr. Jiang seven yuan and had a meal, so now they only have four yuan and seventy cents left.
Zhou Mingli held the money in his hand, cut it in half, and gestured.
Four pieces.
The man snorted, pocketed the money, and was about to leave.
Zhou Mingli said in a low voice, "Four yuan and fifty cents. With this ticket, you can only buy a cheap clock for ten or twenty yuan. It's not worth much."
"If it's worthless, why do you still want it? Six yuan, not a penny less."
Zhou Mingli glanced at him and said, "Then you can go. It's four yuan and fifty cents. If you sell it, we'll make a deal. Since you can sell industrial vouchers for this clock, I can find them elsewhere."
After saying that, Zhou Mingli actually left, ignoring the man completely.
The man was stunned for a moment. These industrial coupons were given to factory workers whose monthly wages exceeded twenty yuan. They would only sell them on the black market to make some money when they didn't need them or were short of cash.
This was his first time selling these industrial vouchers, and he hadn't expected to run into such a tough opponent.
You think you can buy industrial vouchers for only 4.5 yuan? Dream on!
If I don't sell to you, I'll sell to someone else!
Other people came and asked, "How much?"
The man immediately replied, "Seven yuan."
"Two yuan."
Selling industrial vouchers: ??
Several more people came and asked about the price, and they bargained fiercely, offering discounts of one or two yuan. When they heard that the price wouldn't be lowered, they just left.
The people selling industrial vouchers turned green with rage.
Zhou Mingli turned back, his hands in his pockets, his expression indifferent, making it impossible to tell whether he had bought the industrial vouchers or not.
The man immediately went up to him, "Brother, I'll sell it to you for four yuan and fifty cents. This coupon is a discount for you today."
Zhou Mingli glanced at him and said, "Brother, it's a buyer's market now, three yuan."
The man's face contorted.
I was furious at Zhou Mingli's aggressive price-cutting.
He was also upset because he hadn't sold it to Zhou Mingli for four yuan and fifty cents earlier.
He nodded, feeling utterly humiliated, "...Okay!"
Zhou Mingli took three yuan and handed over the money and the ticket.
When he returned, he saw Jiang Ci had bought herself an ice pop and was sitting under a tree watching people play chess.
He looked even more relaxed than those old men.
Zhou Mingli walked over and said, "You can't eat cold things when you take Chinese medicine."
Jiang Ci sighed, "I'll just eat this one."
"No, you're not feeling well right now, you can't eat."
Zhou Mingli took the popsicle from Jiang Ci's hand and put it in his own mouth.
Seeing that he showed no remorse for taking her food, Jiang Ci's lips twitched.
She chirped at Zhou Mingli, "Zhou Mingli, I think you just wanted an ice pop, didn't you?"
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