Jiang Xue, listening from the side, felt very uncomfortable. What this woman said seemed to be the truth, exactly the same situation she had when she first arrived.
But Jiang Xue remained rational. "Get in the car, I'll take you to the city and talk to your brother directly."
Aunt Zhou kept shaking her head, "No, no, my brother just started working there. I can't disturb him. He finally got the job, and I can't let it be ruined because of him."
Jiang Xue's brows furrowed into a tight knot as she listened. What kind of twisted logic was this? If she didn't want to climb out of the mire, there was nothing she could do.
Originally, I wanted to help Aunt Zhou find her younger brother, but looking at Aunt Zhou, who was so cowardly and whose thinking was completely like Voldemort's, I decided to give up.
Not wanting to waste any time, she quickly rode her bicycle, ready to leave immediately. But she couldn't help but add, "If all else fails, remember to go to the Women's Federation director. If you're divorced and have no money, I can offer you a job."
"And it would be even better if your man knew his mistakes and corrected them." Without waiting for Aunt Zhou's reply, Jiang Xue quickly rode off on her bicycle.
Her feelings were complicated along the way. She wanted to help, but it seemed like she couldn't wake someone who was pretending to be asleep.
Jiang Xue arrived at the market and looked at the fresh pork and beef.
Looking at the simple and practical ingredients in the market, Jiang Xue just remembered that Gu Xiaohei had said he wanted to eat hot pot.
Seeing that the weather was getting colder, she thought hot pot would be more enjoyable, so she made some beef hot pot to treat everyone.
Jiang Xue bought ten yuan's worth of beef, which filled a whole bag. She looked at the dirty tripe lying on the side of the stall and wondered, "Don't people eat this anymore?"
Thinking about it later, people nowadays value practicality. Fatty meat sells better than ribs, and tripe and beef tripe are so hard to clean and time-consuming, plus they don't fill you up. Who would spend money to buy that stuff?
We only eat this when our own family slaughters a pig or cow for the Lunar New Year.
Jiang Xue pointed to the dirty tripe on the ground and asked, "How much is this tripe, boss?"
The shopkeeper quickly said politely, "These are hard to wash if you take them home. I'll sell them to you cheaply, you can take them all for one yuan."
Jiang Xue was stunned. "How much did you say?"
"I really can't make any money with just one dollar. I don't even have time to wash it. If I don't sell it, I'll get pregnant in a couple of days."
Jiang Xue really couldn't believe it. In later years, a few pieces of tripe could sell for tens of yuan, but now a whole piece of tripe only costs one yuan.
Jiang Xue was too embarrassed to laugh even if she wanted to.
"Boss, pack it all up for me, and also cut me a dollar's worth of that piece of fatty beef."
Before long, Jiang Xue's bicycle was loaded with a bag full of ingredients.
Jiang Xue also remembered to buy a bag of Little Dragon Man candy for her two children.
When Jiang Xue returned home, she saw the workers still learning to make clothes, so she took a bag of vegetables to the sink.
As soon as the tripe was taken out, Aunt Wang, who was sitting some distance away, saw it and immediately shouted at the top of her lungs, "Are you going to pay for this again?"
Jiang Xue nodded in surprise, "I'll take you to pick them next time. Nobody eats this stuff; it's not tasty at all."
Ji Dong, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, sat casually on the doorstep. "I wouldn't eat this even if it were given to me. This isn't the way to save money. I'd rather have a bowl of juicy braised pork."
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