Zhan Aiguo said that Sha was the son of a factory director in the county, and he knew the news through a distant relative who happened to be working as a temporary employee in that factory and told him.

The factory director is really rich, and his son is really stupid, the kind of stupid that drools and can't take care of himself.

Zhan Aiguo thought that Li Jian lived in Changhong Brigade, and he was tall and strong, so he could be called whenever he was needed. He was short of two dollars in betrothal gifts now, and he could make up for it by working in the future.

The most important thing is that Zhan Aiguo values ​​his son very much and would not do anything unless it is absolutely necessary. He does not want his son to have a silly sister and be laughed at by others.

"I won't marry a fool. I said, my grandfather gave me a dream and told me that Li Jian would be rich in the future. I want to marry Li Jian." Zhan Hongyan was very angry. She pouted her swollen lips and shouted loudly.

"Are you crazy?" Zhan Aiguo lowered his voice, but could not hide his anger: "Now everyone is against feudal superstition, and you are still talking about dreaming so loudly. Do you want to be arrested and held a meeting? If that happens, our whole family will be in trouble."

"Dad, I don't care. I just want to marry Li Jian. He will definitely be rich in the future. By then, I will honor you every day. Not to mention one, even 10 million is a small problem." Zhan Hongyan's voice was a little softer, but she refused to give in.

"You can marry him and let him take 100 yuan as a betrothal gift." Zhan Aiguo is not as easy to fool as Chen Juxiang. The future is too uncertain, and it is more reassuring to hold the money in hand.

Seeing that her father would not give in, Zhan Hongyan gritted her teeth and said, "Okay."

She was reborn, and knew that the college entrance examination would be resumed in a few months. She wanted to sell this news to the educated youth in the brigade at a high price. Another thing was that she could go to the mountains to dig some herbs and mushrooms and sell them on the black market.

Zhan Hongyan thought about this and went to comfort Chen Juxiang. She knew what kind of person Zhan Aiguo was and that he would beat Chen Juxiang in the future. She was afraid that Chen Juxiang would not be able to bear it and tell the truth. She continued to make big promises to her mother and promised to give her a lot of money in the future.

After listening to Chen Juxiang complaining about her pain for half an hour, Zhan Hongyan saw that the rain had stopped and interrupted her, saying, "Mom, take a rest first. I'll go to the mountains to pick some mushrooms for you and come back to make mushroom soup for you."

The mushrooms were delicious. Chen Juxiang licked her lips. "Okay, catch another pheasant and make me pheasant and mushroom stew."

Grandpa Zhan knew how to hunt and had even beaten ghosts. However, Zhan Aiguo was timid and was afraid that he would have to go to the battlefield to fight ghosts after learning how to hunt, so he dared not learn the skills passed down from his ancestors. Later, when life became peaceful, Zhan Aiguo wanted to throw his only son into his pocket and did not dare to let him learn hunting with his grandfather. Instead, Zhan Xinyue and Zhan Hongyan followed him to the mountain and learned a few tricks.

"I'll try my best." Zhan Hongyan agreed on the surface, but in her heart she was thinking that if she could catch a chicken, she would take it to the black market to sell it.

Summer rain comes and goes as it pleases. After the rain, the weather is mixed with the smell of mud and grass. Zhan Hongyan carries her trap-making tools and a small backpack, walking on the muddy country path, climbing up the mountain with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Zhan Xinyue was cleaning the first floor when she saw Zhan Hongyan going up the mountain with a backpack. She knew that she must be going to pick mushrooms.

Those who often go up the mountain know that there are especially many mushrooms after the rain.

Zhan Xinyue had 300 yuan in her hand and did not need to pick mushrooms to exchange for money. She just wanted to go up the mountain to dig herbs and find honey for her grandmother's treatment. It would be better to go when the weather was fine.

"Xinyue, it's time to eat noodles." Grandma shouted downstairs with her head raised.

"I'm coming." Zhan Xinyue replied. She had a keen nose and smelled the aroma of chicken soup noodles, so she quickly went downstairs.

Grandma brought two bowls of noodles, one large and one small, to the table. The tender noodles absorbed the yellow chicken soup and were dotted with a few pieces of chicken and juicy vegetables. They looked very appetizing.

"Xinyue, you eat a big bowl."

"Okay." Zhan Xinyue did not refuse. She felt the old man's pulse and found that his digestion was not very good, so he could not eat too much at night.

The noodles were cooked to perfection, the saltiness was just right, the chicken soup was delicious, and Zhan Xinyue and her grandmother were very satisfied with the meal.

After the rain, the sky clears up in the evening and the air is freshest.

Zhan Xinyue helped her grandmother take a walk for a while. Since they didn't sleep last night, they didn't walk for long. There was no electricity in the village right now, so they took a shower before it got completely dark. As soon as her hair was dry, Zhan Xinyue got into the clean bed feeling refreshed.

Zhan Xinyue sniffed the quilt hard. The smell of the sun on it was fascinating. She sighed comfortably and soon fell asleep.

Here, Zhan Xinyue is well fed, clean and sleeps soundly.

Over there, Zhan Hongyan was staggering with hunger and her trousers and legs covered in mud. She went down the mountain cursing as she carried a small basket of mushrooms on her back.

"Mom, we worked for half a day and only collected this much. The roots won't make much money, and I don't know if the traps can catch pheasants."

"How can I sell it for 100 yuan if I do this? I have to think of a way."

Zhan Hongyan was not very smart and her mind worked very quickly. After experiencing a small setback, she didn't want to go to the educated youth center anymore. After all, it was already 1977 and the educated youth with connections and money would have returned to the city long ago.

Now the few people left are all penniless. Even if they were all willing to buy the news, they could not sell it for 100 yuan.

There was no one in the countryside at night. Zhan Hongyan looked around, pulled down her clothes, and in the moonlight, she saw that the marks of blood on her body had become much lighter.

The main thing is that her skin is dark and yellow, which is not very obvious. It should be gone in two days.

"Hmph, I get it. I'm going to make it a done deal with Li Jian. By then, even if my dad objects, it will be useless."

Zhan Hongyan slapped her head, thinking that she was extremely smart and had come up with a good idea. She was so proud of herself that she even raised her voice a few degrees when she talked to herself.

"It's better to have done what is right. Hehehe." A dark shadow emerged from the reed bushes, hugged Zhan Hongyan's waist and dragged her into the reed bushes.

"Ah..." Zhan Hongyan just screamed and her mouth was covered.

"Don't shout, I've been following you all the way. Are you short of money? I'll give you some and you can do it for me."

It was the voice of a vagrant from the Changhong Brigade. His parents passed away early, and he was lazy and gluttonous. He usually lived by stealing and exchanging money on the black market, but he spent whatever he had and could not save any money. No one dared to marry him.

“Wuwuwu….” Zhan Hongyan struggled.

Huang Xiaoniu dragged the man to the depths of the reeds, took off his shirt, blocked Zhan Hongyan's mouth, and said with a lewd smile, "I haven't done anything with a grown girl yet. Do it to me and I'll give you 20 yuan."

Huang Xiaoniu took out a handful of bills from his trouser pocket. He had stolen the radio during the day and exchanged it for more than 50 yuan at the black market. He had two meals at a state-owned hotel and had some money left.

Zhan Hongyan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She had already lost her virginity, but she didn't mind having it done once more. Anyway, she still had the money. She wanted to use the money to buy new clothes and delicious food for Li Jian's two sons, and to adopt the two little ones so that she could stand firmly on her own in the Li family in the future.

But what a coincidence, Huang Jianjun and Huang Xiaoniu both gave 20 yuan.

Zhan Hongyan lay down and no longer resisted.

Huang Xiaoniu became interested when he saw this, and with a crooked mouth he pulled the clothes out of Zhan Hongyan's mouth.

"Do you agree to this?"

"Yes. Keep your word, 20 yuan per time."

"Okay." Huang 괗Niu undressed Hongyan...