Jiang Henian glanced at the mess inside the main entrance of the house and saw a lot of blood on the ground. He raised his hand to touch the back of He Jinshan's neck and raised his head.
"Are you really not injured at all? Is there any pain anywhere? Put me down and let me check again."
She said she wanted to get down, but she was afraid that He Jinshan would crush her. However, he did not let go.
I carried him all the way to a warehouse in the backyard.
In the corner was a pile of tarpaulins, home generators, and some hard-to-find goods, the ones they had pre-ordered.
Jiang Henian waved his hand and put the things into the specially vacated space, saving a thousand dollars!
As for the other things in the warehouse, neither of them touched them. After all, it was sealed off and everything was lost, making it too conspicuous.
Liu Baijin killed people with a gun, engaged in gang fights, and engaged in speculation. His Baijin Garden was raided. He originally wanted to eat peanuts, but his family and relatives used all their connections, and finally he was put in jail and spent the rest of his life in prison.
Because of He Jinshan's final threat, he didn't dare to reveal his name.
After Qian Dahai was rescued by his uncle Qian Zhigang, he was immediately taken to the hospital. His life was saved, but he was basically disabled.
The thing down there was broken by his uncle Liu Baijin. He had multiple fractures on his body, and before his injuries had healed, he was beaten by his own father who was angry at him for not fighting back. Even his wife Li Ru, whom he forced to marry, ran away with her lover.
My uncle was in jail, and the director of the Revolutionary Committee repeatedly warned him that he would no longer care about his troubles. My father also stopped giving him money. The bully Qian Dahai could no longer stand up. Shuiquan Village and several nearby villages became much quieter.
After the long alley under the old locust tree in the west of the town was set on fire, several alleys in Wulin Town that were used for black market transactions were subsequently shut down.
The colder the weather, the tighter the supplies. Many things in the supply and marketing cooperatives are out of stock. Those who want to sell things privately cannot find buyers, and those who want to buy cannot find sellers.
It was not until half a month later that a piece of gossip began to spread quietly.
Everyone spontaneously gathered in an ordinary large courtyard in the east of the town. The owners of the house were two elderly people.
The courtyard gate was wide open, and when you walked in, you could see four square low tables where old men and women would sit and play cards lively. Walking along the corridor, whether you turned left or right, there was a newly built corner door.
Knock on the door and put a dime in the old mailbox at the door. The door will open automatically, and there will be another world inside.
The large courtyard is filled with stalls selling goods. Each stall is one meter apart horizontally and vertically, and is arranged in an orderly manner. The same is true in the four side rooms, where some precious and rare goods are sold.
If the person is a seller, the ten cents is the stall fee for one day. You can find a space to sit down and start the business. If you leave and come back in, you still need to pay.
If you are a buyer, after entering, as long as you don't make loud noises, you can just go there like you are strolling through a small market. It is very safe. You can leave through the two side doors in the backyard and get back one dime.
If you want to buy any scarce goods that are hard to find or want to sell in bulk, just look for Brother Qi who is squatting in the corner of the yard selling goat milk. He will definitely get it done for you at a fair and affordable price.
If someone wants to cause trouble, a tall and strong man named "Brother Li" will come with a few powerful young men to talk to you and even go to your hometown.
In addition, the market is open all day long, and buying and selling are free and easy.
As for whether they will be wiped out like those alleys where the capitalist tail is cut off?
There was no need to worry at all. As soon as the patrolmen on the other side set off, the phone here started ringing. No one knew where the stalkers were hiding, but nothing happened anyway.
As soon as the bell rang, everyone carried their baskets and sacks, automatically and consciously picked up their local products in an orderly manner, and left through the back door. They had plenty of time, and the journey was stable and reassuring.
If you don't want to go out because it's too cold, you can just put the goods in the cellar, sit in the yard, warm yourself by the fire, and chat with fellow villagers, just like you're at home.
Occasionally, Li Ge's gentle wife, Ru Meizi, would cook a big pot of ginger soup for everyone to warm their stomachs. There was both business and favors involved.
Therefore, in just one month, there were at least several thousand people coming and going quietly here every day, if not tens of thousands. Everyone tacitly concealed the name of this black market trading yard called "Mountain" and passed it on by word of mouth.
Before we knew it, it was already deep winter.
It was not even four in the afternoon when the sky suddenly turned dark.
The snow, which had just stopped for two days, began to fall again, burying the shoes in the blink of an eye.
"Brother Li, I'll go back first."
Qi Xiaoxin rubbed his hands vigorously, blew out a breath, and put on his hat. "My grandfather's cold legs are acting up. I went back to boil some medicine for him. Sister He Nian gave it to me. It's very effective."
Zhang Lihua nodded and asked Li Ru to get a bag of hot steamed bread from the kitchen. "Take it back and eat it with your grandfather."
"Okay! Thank you, sister-in-law!"
Qi Xiaoxin happily took it and stuffed it into his coat. "Brother Li, it's so cold that no one goes out. You can just close the door. Brother Shan said that the weather will get colder and colder, so we don't need to open the door."
"I know. Go back quickly, kid. The snow will bury you halfway."
Qi Xiaoxin smiled and got on his bike and left.
Li Ru cleaned up the yard and sat inside the door with Zhang Lihua to warm themselves by the fire.
She looked at the snow in the sky, slowly smiled, and leaned on Zhang Lihua's shoulder.
"Ahua, I'm so happy now. I thought I wouldn't be able to wait for you to come back..."
Zhang Lihua embraced her, his eyes firm and steady: "It's all over, it will get better in the future. Is your back still hurting recently?"
Li Ru shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore, thanks to those medicines He Nian gave me."
"With this heavy snow, we'll probably have to close the mountain for another half month. He Nian and the others haven't been out for several days."
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