Wang Juan took some time to visit Aunt Hao. Even though she and Aunt Ding had moved here, they would still visit the old house occasionally and knew a thing or two about the situation there.
When Aunt Hao learned that Zhang Cuihua asked them to visit the courtyard on the weekend, her first reaction was, "Absolutely not."
"I haven't thought about the specific reasons recently, and I don't know much." There have been a lot of things going on at home recently, and Aunt Hao didn't think about it.
"But when I was visiting them a few days ago, I often heard them say that Zhao Liang was very filial to his mother and ate meat every few days." Aunt Hao whispered.
Eating meat every now and then? Wang Juan's eyes widened, "No way." Even if it was at home, they would be very careful when eating meat.
For example, on weekends, we go hunting in the mountains around here. We either get chickens sent by my uncle or meat from Gong Tao. We really pay attention to all kinds of things.
They ended up catching a cold. They ate meat so carelessly. Wang Juan really admired them. "Black market?"
Aunt Hao nodded, "But we told the public that we were exchanging fish for meat. Although this happened, it's not the case that we get meat every now and then."
More importantly, "Zhang Cuihua's fishing skills are beyond anyone's reach."
"Everyone knows your Xiao Lei's fishing skills. He used to go fishing often." The neighbors in the surrounding alleys have all seen how good Zhao Lei is at fishing, so no one would say anything.
But Zhang Cuihua used to fish, but she only caught fish occasionally. Now she seems to have gotten the hang of it, and fish are often caught. "Now there are more people fishing."
"If she is really good at fishing, we can't exchange all the catch for meat. She should bring some meat with her." We are not fools and we can make some calculations in our minds.
When Wang Juan heard this, she immediately understood that Zhang Cuihua must have gotten her meat from the black market. She sighed helplessly, "It really is."
The price of meat on the black market, can it be cheap? "I still eat meat every now and then..."
"Can that money be used?" Wang Juan didn't believe how much Zhao Liang would hand over. It was really a lot to be able to give fifty or ten dollars a month.
Considering the five yuan that Zhao Tiezhu gave, it seemed that life was very tight and it was impossible for the food to be so cheap.
Aunt Hao didn't say anything, just looked at Wang Juan, who immediately understood, "Yes, they have no money to spend, but we are the two who are taking advantage of them."
After Wang Juan thanked him repeatedly, she mentioned this to Zhao Lei in the evening. The latter probably guessed that Zhang Cuihua probably didn't have enough money.
"Eating meat every other day, the food quality is really quite low." Zhao Lei snorted coldly, "Anyway, let's see what Zhao Qiang says when the time comes."
Zhao Lei didn't believe that Zhao Qiang would be willing to pay this money. "Of course, if the amount is outrageous, I will definitely not pay it."
Zhao Tiezhu has been staying in the city these past two days, originally thinking that he would have someone to take care of him and feel more relaxed, but after just a few days he already felt very uncomfortable.
Because there was no window at the back of the bedroom, the room was really not ventilated, which Zhao Tiezhu was not used to.
Also, the food at home was really bad. Every day, there was only cabbage, potatoes, or green onions. It really hurt the old man.
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