It is said that when a man is about to die, his words are good.
The conversation between Qi Nai and Zhao Wei was almost quick with questions and answers, without even a moment of hesitation.
This was a little trick Zhao Wei deliberately used to prevent his grandmother from playing tricks and giving him false information.
At the 8th minute, Zhao Wei finally asked all the questions he wanted to ask.
His grandmother said with mixed feelings: "I don't know if my son is still alive or well."
"If you can find him, can you...can you bring him to see me?"
"If I can't wait until I die, and I take it to my grave, I will never be able to rest in peace."
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She felt deeply condemned for exchanging her own flesh and blood for someone else's child.
This time, Zhao Wei came to her to ask for Zhao Yong's life experience. She simply told him everything, just to find the real second brother.
In her mind.
The other party is already a middle-aged man in his early forties this year. He should have the ability to make a living, so the harm to him will not be too great.
If he doesn't tell his life story, his whole life will be spent in confusion.
Before one dies, one must always be an aware ghost.
After her grandmother finished speaking, she looked like a frost-bitten eggplant with her head hung, and was taken away by the prison guards.
Zhao Wei's tattered cotton jacket was handed to the prison guard as promised, and the three were able to walk out.
It was still early outside, and Wang Xiaotao was in a playful mood, so she begged Zhao Wei.
"Cousin, you once said that you would take me to the biggest restaurant for dinner and to the city park. Why don't we go now?"
Zhao Wei ignored her and took out the things in his backpack and stuffed them into the aunt's backpack. Then he said, "You have time to play. You should carry this thing and go home quickly. The bus to your village will stop running soon."
"What? So fast? Why is this happening? I hate it!"
Wang Xiaotao was so angry that she kept stamping her feet and complaining about the people in the convoy for not changing the departure time.
Zhao Wei chuckled and was too lazy to continue the conversation.
The reason why the evening train wasn't changed to a later time was naturally because there were too few people in their village who took the bus. It was good enough that the train wasn't cancelled and they had to walk. What else should they be dissatisfied about?
Because Zhao Wei and they were going in two different directions, after delivering the things, he left without looking back.
The aunt said to Wang Xiaotao, "Look, you said your cousin had no money, but the thigh meat he gave was so fat, and there were also these candies and snacks, which were more than what we gave out."
"Alas... why aren't we together? What a sin!"
Wang Xiaotao didn't say anything at this time. She knew the value of these things.
My cousin is so rich, so it shouldn't be difficult to collect a hundred dollars...
So, she said pitifully: "Grandma, when will we go back to Yushudun?"
The aunt walked with great effort and said, "I won't go back. I'm old and can't walk anymore. If you want to go back in the future, you can go back by yourselves!"
"ah?"
Wang Xiaotao was extremely disappointed, but she had no choice but to support her aunt and start the journey home.
Zhao Wei hurried all the way and found a department store in the county town.
There are stalls that specialize in purchasing medicinal materials here, and the blackboard on the wall is filled with the purchase grades of various medicinal materials and their corresponding prices. The prices are clearly marked and there is no deception.
In this stall, there was only a thin middle-aged man who was busy working.
At this time, there are still many people coming here to sell medicine.
Many people sell common medicines, such as licorice, honeysuckle, wolfberry, isatis root, etc.
Fortunately, we sell in large quantities, so although the price is not high, when you calculate it all, one sack is still a considerable amount of money.
Generally, in order to encourage farmers to collect herbs, they are given cash and a certain amount of food coupons as a reward.
Zhao Wei was not in a hurry. He just stood by to see what was going on and gain some experience.
Then after everyone had left, he took out the herbs he had collected.
There are quite a lot, a whole sack.
In addition to the firewood that Yunxiu and I collected that day, there was also firewood that we collected along the way when we were picking firewood and chopping wood in the mountains.
If you save up a bit, it’s quite a bit.
The most valuable thing is probably a hundred-year-old ginseng.
This stuff is sold by the gram.
After weighing it, the income is about 20 yuan, which is equivalent to one month's salary of those government officials.
After selling all the other items, he only earned about a hundred yuan this time.
It should be a lot, but the price is really too low. If the small ginseng is kept for a few decades, one gram will be sold for 1,000 yuan, and there will still be no demand for it.
But, just consider it as some pocket money.
After getting some food coupons, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative and continued to spend lavishly.
So much so that when Master Liu from the fleet saw him, he couldn't help but tease him, saying that he was about to empty the supply and marketing cooperative.
Speaking of which, Master Liu was able to keep his job thanks to Zhao Wei's help in retrieving the food and catching all the thieves.
So, now when he sees Zhao Wei, he just calls him brother.
Zhao Wei actually likes this Master Liu very much. He is a warm, kind and upright person.
Therefore, he was invited to come to his home during the Lantern Festival, and Zhao Wei would make dumplings for him.
People in their area like to eat dumplings, and they have never tried tangyuan, which is a more southern food.
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