But Chen's mother knew that Li Shuhua took her second son to her uncle's house to borrow money.
Li Wenjing was torn between conscience and desire for a while, but finally walked over and sat next to Chen's mother.
It's not that she is spineless, she really doesn't want to walk. Aunt Chen has already called her openly, and it would be bad if she didn't go over.
Also, she saw several educated youth coming over, including Wang Fen and Dong Xia.
If she doesn't sit, it will be a benefit to others. She, Li Wenjing, is not the kind of person who would sacrifice herself for others.
"Thank you, auntie."
Several aunties and sisters sitting nearby winked at Chen's mother.
No one in Qingshan Brigade doesn’t know about the Chen and Li families.
Mother Chen shook her head at her good sisters.
This girl is very sensitive about her reputation, and she doesn't want to make her unhappy.
The aunties and sisters were tactful enough not to tease them, but instead started talking about other gossip.
At this time, people had no entertainment activities, so any trivial matter in the village would be magnified a hundred or a thousand times.
By the time Wang Fen, Dong Xia and other educated youth hurried over, the last seat on the ox cart was already occupied by a young woman.
"Uncle Wu, the bus is full, what should we do?"
Uncle Wu, who drives an ox cart in the village, was originally named Wu Youxin. He was a sixty-year-old man who retired from the army and had a lame leg.
Uncle Wu never got married and had no children in his life.
In order to take care of him, the village cadres gave him the only ox cart in the village.
"The oxcart is full, you guys figure it out!"
Uncle Wu cracked the whip and the ox cart started moving.
Liu Dong...
Wang Fen...
Dear educated youth...
You looked at me, I looked at you, and finally we all turned around and went back. No one wanted to walk.
Half an hour later, the ox cart finally arrived at the town. Uncle Wu parked the cart, jumped off, picked up his backpack and ran away like the wind.
Everyone...
Chen's mother originally thought that the girl had just returned and must not be familiar with the town, so she wanted to take her for a walk, but she didn't expect the girl to run so fast.
Li Wenjing: I ran so fast because I was afraid that you would drag me along for a walk.
I found an empty corner, put the backpack into the space, went to the bus stop, and got on the bus to the city.
I have to say one thing, the smell on the bus was too overpowering, the smell of stinky feet, stinky sweat, and chicken shit made her want to vomit.
The weather is still cold now, that’s it. If it were summer, I can’t imagine what the scene would be like.
Fortunately, she grabbed a seat, next to the window.
After an hour, we finally arrived in the city.
Li Wenjing found an empty alley and slipped into the space.
She found a gray, half-worn cotton coat and trousers, and a black headscarf, disguised herself, and put some rice and flour in her backpack.
After making sure that no one outside was safe, he slipped out of the space.
Now the problem arises again, she doesn't seem to know where the black market is.
Li Wenjing walked aimlessly on the street, but of course he did not forget to observe his surroundings.
Soon she saw a furtive man carrying a basket and followed him.
After turning left and right, I soon saw two young men in their twenties standing at the entrance of an alley. One of them was standing on each side with a cigarette in his mouth, looking like scoundrels.
He saw the man giving something to one of them and then went in with the basket.
Li Wenjing also walked over with a backpack on her back.
“Buy or sell!”
One of the teenagers stopped Li Wenjing and asked.
"Sell!"
"Two cents!"
"Do I need to pay for the purchase?"
“You don’t need to pay for things!”
Li Wenjing took out two cents and handed it to the boy.
The boy took the money and put it away. Just as Li Wenjing was about to step inside, she heard the boy continue, "If you hear a whistle, run!"
It seems that these two are the black market lookouts, and they will tip off if anyone comes to check.
"OK!"
After entering the black market, Li Wenjing saw many people who were fully disguised like himself and whose faces could not be seen squatting on the ground. There were baskets and backpacks next to them, which should contain things for sale.
I found a place and put down the backpack on my body.
When no one was paying attention, he took out a few bags of brown sugar and white sugar from the space.
"What are you selling?"
An aunt in her forties came up to Li Wenjing, looked at her backpack and asked curiously.
Li Wenjing didn't say anything and opened the coarse cloth covering the backpack.
When the aunt saw what was inside, her eyes lit up.
But he still put on a calm expression.
"How much are the rice and flour?"
Both the rice and the flour were really good. She had never had such good rice or such white flour. It looked like they were specially supplied.
Li Wenjing also didn't know the prices of rice and flour at that time.
"No tickets, it's 20 cents more per pound than at the grain station!"
The auntie began to do the math in her mind. The rice at the grain station costs 30 cents per pound and requires grain coupons. Flour also costs 30 cents, but neither is as good as this.
The aunt has three workers at home and is not short of money at all, but she is short of food!
And the price on the black market is really not expensive.
"I want all of these!"
Li Wenjing had her head down, but when she heard that, she looked up at the aunt.
"Are you sure you want them all? I have 50 kilograms of rice and 30 kilograms of flour!"
The aunt nodded without hesitation.
"Uh-huh!"
She felt that all this was not enough. There were more men in the family, and they all loved to eat, especially the two grandsons, who liked to eat good food.
"Do you want white sugar or brown sugar?"
"What's the price?"
"White sugar is 70 cents per pound, and brown sugar is 1 yuan per pound!"
"How many do you have?"
"Three pounds of white sugar and five pounds of brown sugar!"
"Then I'll take them all, but you have to deliver them to me!"
Li Wenjing looked at the aunt in confusion. She wondered if this aunt wanted to trick her into coming over, then rob her and sell her out.
But she was dressed like a middle-aged woman of three or four hundred years old, and even her voice was deliberately lowered.
The aunt saw Li Wenjing hesitating and thought that she must have been mistaken for a bad person, so she hurried to explain.
"Auntie, please don't misunderstand me. I can't carry all these things back by myself. My home is in the textile factory's staff quarters. It's not far from here. It only takes ten minutes to walk!"
Li Wenjing decided to go with her.
She believed in her own fighting ability. If this aunt really had any inappropriate thoughts, she would definitely let her know why the flowers were so red.
Li Wenjing followed the aunt for ten minutes and arrived at the textile factory staff quarters.
Along the way, Li Wenjing also learned that her aunt's surname was Huang, her husband's surname was Ou, and he was the deputy director of the textile factory, the same position as Li Jianguo.
However, Li Jianguo works at the Kyoto Textile Factory, while Aunt Huang's husband works at the black market textile factory. She has two sons, one works in the purchasing department of the textile factory, and the other is an officer in the propaganda department.
There are three stable jobs in the family, and even the two daughters-in-law are temporary workers.
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