Chapter 72 Sixties Chronicle 32
Having been doing business in the black market for so long, Brother Zhou has naturally seen many people die from hunger and lack of food.
His personal ability was limited, and to be honest, he didn't make much money from the grain he bought from the girl.
It was because of those grains that they attracted the covetousness of many people with bad intentions. If it weren't for his uncle at home, he would not have been able to continue to live so smoothly in the black market.
"Sister, how much meat can you provide me?"
Feng Wu thought about it. She hadn't calculated the exact amount yet, so she gave an approximate number. "I haven't calculated it exactly, but it should be several thousand kilograms."
Several thousand kilograms?
Brother Zhou's eyes became more complicated. How could he be so lucky to meet such a capable girl? If he didn't already have a partner, he would have wanted to marry the girl home.
"Sister, I want all this meat. You must leave it to me. I'll pay twice the market price. What do you think?"
She had painstakingly obtained all this meat from Black Tiger Village, so charging him twice the price wasn't too much. So she nodded and said, "Okay, then I won't come over tonight. Let's meet at the place where we traded before."
"That would be great, sister. Let's meet in the evening. We still have some time. I'll go make the arrangements. We'll have dinner at the state-owned restaurant on Ping'an Street. I'll definitely do you a favor."
Feng Wu naturally wouldn't refuse someone who invited him to dinner. He had done so much business with him, so having a meal with him wouldn't be too much. "Okay, I'll be there on time at 6pm. Bye."
After leaving the black market alley, Feng Wu returned to the guesthouse, took some clean clothes, and went to the bathhouse near the guesthouse to take a refreshing shower. The living facilities in the labor camp were not convenient, and it was difficult to take a shower. The most she could do was to wash herself with hot water. It was impossible for her to take a comfortable hot shower like she does now by spending a bath ticket.
While washing, I was thinking that when I returned to the farm, I would go to a fellow villager's house and find a carpenter to custom-make a large bathtub for me.
After staying in the guesthouse until half past five, Feng Wu took the bus to the state-owned hotel on Ping'an Street.
While sitting on the bus, Feng Wu was still wondering why the name Ping'an Street sounded so familiar. It was only after he met his original mother who had remarried and his two younger siblings at the state-owned restaurant that he realized why Ping'an Street sounded so familiar.
Didn’t the original body’s maternal grandfather and his family live in this alley?
But let's just meet! The original body had no feelings for this biological mother in her previous life, so she would definitely not have any good feelings for this woman who could not share hardships and stabbed her in the back.
Fang Yumei didn't notice Feng Wu at first. Her whole mind was on her two children. It was Wang Wanhua who screamed and revealed Feng Wu's identity. Wang Wanhua's original name was Song Siwan. After Fang Yumei remarried, she quickly changed the names of her two children.
"You little bitch...it's really you, why are you here?" Wang Wanhua had the same white eyes as his biological father. She looked at people with disdain as she slanted her upwards. "You didn't change your mind, seeing that the Song family had no one to rely on, so you came to ask my mother to take you in!"
The more he talked, the more he felt that his analysis was correct. He glared at Feng Wu with a bad look. The Wang family was not as rich as the Song family in the past. If this silly girl insisted on staying in the Wang family, wouldn't it dilute her interests?
She must not be allowed to return to the Wang family.
Fang Yumei remained silent and thought deeply about what her daughter said. She couldn't help feeling disgusted. When she divorced that good-for-nothing man Song Jingtong, she gave her eldest daughter to him. Now he came to her to take her in. Not to mention that she was not happy about it, even the Wang family would not let the descendants of the Song family live in the Wang family.
Fang Yumei looked at Feng Wu with an indifferent expression. She lacked the kindness of a mother towards her child and spoke coldly, "Since you're with your father and I've remarried, you should go back! The Wang family can't help me raise my ex-husband's child."
Facing the mother and daughter who were talking to themselves, Feng Wu had nothing but complaints. How could you tell that she was here to beg for a place to live? Do you really think the Wang family is a good place to be?
Feng Wu didn't bother to pay attention to the two people. He didn't even have the desire to argue with them. He walked straight past them and quickly entered the state-owned restaurant.
Someone was treating her to a meal, and she didn't want to be late.
Fang Yumei's face froze when she was ignored. She didn't expect that her daughter wouldn't even look at her. How could she be so well-mannered that she couldn't even call her mother.
Wang Jiabao, whose stomach was growling with hunger, tugged at Fang Yumei's sleeve and said, "Mom, I'm so hungry. I want to eat some big meat buns."
Her beloved son was hungry, so Fang Yumei instantly forgot about her eldest daughter and pulled her son and daughter into the restaurant.
After rummaging through the money in her pocket, Fang Yumei reluctantly ordered four large meat buns and a plate of scrambled eggs. She gritted her teeth and ordered a large bowl of clear soup noodles.
Fang Yumei found an empty table and was about to sit down when she saw her eldest daughter and several male comrades sitting together, talking and laughing. There was fish and meat on the table, and Fang Yumei couldn't help swallowing her saliva.
When she thought about her daughter actually hanging out with several young men, a flash of displeasure appeared in her eyes, but they had severed their relationship long ago, so whether she was doing well now was none of her business.
Fang Yumei withdrew her gaze and turned her back to Feng Wu's table, as if she didn't want to look at her embarrassing eldest daughter again.
The unexpected meeting with the original body's biological mother and siblings did not leave any impression on Feng Wu's mind. After having a good breakfast with his business partner, they left the hotel.
After making an appointment with Brother Zhou and others, Feng Wu strolled all the way to the compound to find Gu Songjin.
As soon as he arrived at Beidi Farm, Feng Wu wrote a letter to report that he was safe.
Gu Songjin was a nice person and had sent her money and other things several times. It was also because of these parcels that Feng Wu came up with an idea.
Everything she takes out from the farm must have a source, but if it is her relatives far away in Beijing who send her money and daily necessities every month, others can only be jealous and say nothing!
Gu Songjin's family had finished dinner and were sitting in the living room chatting when they heard a knock on the door.
"Oh, why did you come back suddenly? Last time you wrote to me about your life on the farm, your uncle Gu and I were really worried. But now that you look healthy, we can feel more at ease." Wang Zelan poured Feng Wu a cup of tea and stuffed the snacks on the table into her hands.
Gu Songjin also sighed, "Yes! But how are your father and the others? We can't mention it in the letter. I've heard from many colleagues that the conditions on the farms in the north are difficult. Those prisoners undergoing reform have to work outside in temperatures of minus 20 or 30 degrees Celsius. Your father and the others are young, so it's okay. But the old man is old, and I'm really worried about him!"
Knowing that the couple was genuinely worried about Grandpa and the others, Feng Wu briefly told them about the situation on the farm.
"...Although the farm is bitterly cold, Grandpa and his family have always held onto hope, waiting for the day when our family can be reunited. For this day, I will take good care of Grandpa and his family."
Turning his gaze to Gu Songjin, Feng Wu smiled shyly, "I came here this time to ask Uncle Gu for help..."
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