After passing that small hill, there is a village on the other side of the hill. This is the location of the supply and marketing cooperative of Xiaolijia Village Brigade.
The village is not big, with only about 70 or 80 households. The layout of the village is scattered, and it seems that it was not planned in the beginning.
The supply and marketing cooperative is located at the southern end of the village.
Early October should be the time for harvesting soybeans, but how many idle people are still messing around in the supply and marketing cooperative?
Several idle people of different ages gathered in front of the counter of the supplementary food section and were chatting and laughing.
One of them was a young man in his thirties with a flat head and wearing a blue cloth suit. He had a very loud voice and seemed to be telling a dirty joke.
The few people surrounding him were laughing.
When she saw these people, Zhan Ling's little hands seemed to tighten and she held Wan Feng's hands tightly.
Wan Feng didn't pay attention to this and put the stone down from his shoulder.
"We're here. You don't have to rely on my back this time. I have something to carry on the way back, so I can't carry you. Let's see what you can do."
"I can walk back by myself."
As he spoke, he walked to the counter of the flower yarn group.
"I want to buy two sets of ready-made bedding. Do you have any?"
The saleswoman at the counter was a woman in her forties or fifties. She turned around and took out a blanket and a quilt from the counter that were similar in color to the soldiers' luggage.
Wan Feng shook it open and took a look. Damn, this luggage is too weird. It’s tolerable if the quilt and mattress are of similar thickness, but what’s the problem if you are also of similar size?
Is this a quilt and a mattress or two mattresses?
"Isn't there a bigger quilt? This one is too small."
The salesperson shook his head: "It was like this when I came in, nothing else."
This luggage is a complete scam. It's OK for covering children, but it's not enough for adults!
But even if it's just a scam, I have to buy it and use it as a blanket. Fortunately, it's only October now, so even if it's cold at night, it won't be too cold.
They were only staying for three nights anyway.
Wan Feng spent fifteen yuan on two sets of broken luggage, which was not expensive.
The salesman rolled the two sets of luggage together and tied them with a strip of cloth.
The volume of two sets of luggage is almost the same as that of one set of luggage, which makes Wan Feng a little amused and helpless.
Wan Feng came to the supplementary food group from the flower yarn group, carrying the luggage in one hand and pulling Shitou in the other.
"Xiao Lingzi, come here!"
At this time, the young man with the loud voice called out to Zhan Ling.
Zhan Ling looked at the young man timidly.
"What does this person do?"
The person the burly young man was referring to was obviously Wan Feng.
"I'm from another place and I'm renting my house." Zhan Ling answered in a low voice.
"Rent your house? Your house looks like a pigsty and we still live there? Hahaha! How much do they rent your house for?" The young man asked after laughing wantonly.
"One hundred a day."
"One hundred a day!" The smile on the young man's face suddenly stopped, and he looked surprised.
The other people also looked surprised.
One hundred yuan a day? This figure is shocking. How much would it cost to stay there for a month?
How could they know that Wan Feng would only stay here for three days? Zhan Ling was also not sure how many days Wan Feng would stay at her house, she only knew that it cost 100 yuan per day.
Wan Feng ignored them and went to the counter, bought two bottles of Yushu Daqu, two packs of Harbin cigarettes, a pack of milk candy, two packs of cakes, and a few cans of fruit, meat and fish.
Seeing that these things were not easy to take back, Wan Feng bought an old-fashioned single-shoulder backpack like the ones students carried at that time.
After stuffing the cans, wine, cakes and candies in there, the remaining two packs of cigarettes had to be taken by the two children each.
Just as Wan Feng finished paying and was packing his things into his schoolbag, the young man came up to him and said, "Brother, can you get me some wine?"
Wan Feng turned his head and glanced at the young man.
Although the young man had a smile on his face, it was clearly a smile with malicious intent.
"Is half a pound enough?"
"There are so many of us, half a pound is not enough." The young man emphasized the words "so many people".
"What about the one pound?"
"About one pound."
"Give this guy a pound of liquor." Only eighty or ninety cents.
"That's open! But it's not enough to just drink without something to go with it. We can't just do that." The young man put forward another condition.
Wan Feng didn't think twice: "Just take a few more bags of peanuts, will that be enough?"
"A few bags of peanuts is not good, it's like asking for food."
Wan Feng frowned: "Then what else do you want?"
"Why don't you have two cans of meat?"
Wan Feng nodded: "Get two more cans of meat."
The salesman brought two cans of meat.
"How much are these?"
Wan Feng took out the money and prepared to pay.
"It's five dollars and sixty cents in total. A pound of loose liquor is one dollar, six bags of peanuts are two dollars, and two cans of food are two dollars and sixty cents."
Wan Feng counted out ten dollars and handed it to the salesperson.
Just as the salesperson was about to hand the change to Wan Feng, the young man spoke again: "No need for change, use the rest of the money for grape cigarettes."
Grape cigarettes were 60 cents a box, but the salesperson didn't move because he knew the money belonged to Wan Feng.
Wan Feng turned around and took a good look at the young man.
The young man looked at Wan Feng with a smile.
This guy is like meeting Uncle Tun, he looks like he has the upper hand.
Should I beat this guy up so badly that his mother wouldn't even recognize him? Never mind, it's just a few bucks. I'm only staying here for three days, so there's no need to cause trouble.
"Use the remaining money to buy cigarettes for these guys. Lingzi! Shitou! Let's go!"
Wan Feng picked up the luggage with his left hand, carried the schoolbag with his right hand, put two packs of cigarettes in Zhan Ling's arms, and walked out of the store.
I heard a few people laughing behind me.
"I'm so unlucky! Why did I encounter a pig blowing bubbles today?" Zhan Ling muttered as she left the store.
"He is the pig blowing bubbles?"
Pig bubbles are of no use to pigs, and most people throw them away when they kill their pigs.
A person who is given such a nickname is definitely not a good person.
"Zhu Blowbubble is no big deal in the village. I heard my dad say that he was the one who broke his arm."
Was it he who broke Zhan Honggui's arm?
"Then do you know when your father's arm was broken by him?"
Zhan Lingzi shook her head: "I don't know, I was still young at that time."
Zhan Ling is twelve years old this year. If she doesn’t remember this, it means this happened at least six or seven years ago.
"Did he pay for the fence?"
"have no idea!"
You’ll know when you get back and ask Zhan Honggui.
Shitou was small after all. He was happily holding a cigarette, chewing candy in his mouth, and jumping around.
Wan Feng sighed. If Zhan Honggui's arm was not broken, this would be a family that was not rich but at least happy.
Unfortunately, now that he has lost an arm, he is half disabled and cannot do many farm work.
There was not much laughter in his family, but fortunately he had two good children.
When we returned to Zhan Honggui's house, Zhan Honggui and Han Guangjia had already cleaned up the west room.
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