Chen Weiguo deserves it. From Wu Zhiqiu's perspective, Jiang Guizhen is also a pitiful person. She got married to such an ungrateful man. All her family members are gone, and her children have changed their surnames. It is equivalent to the family being wiped out.
"I have two houses in Pigeon City. I'll give you the address and the keys." These two houses are neither shops nor residences. The rent is neither high nor low, so they are not rented out for the time being.
"Hey, Auntie, I'll give you ten yuan rent a month. I actually have a house too, but I'm afraid they won't leave after moving in," Chen Chengping scratched his head.
Wu Zhiqiu patted Chen Chengping. This kid has grown up in this period of time. He is no longer the silly kid who came to learn to curse at people at the beginning. "You are right. Don't help them pay the rent. If they think it is too expensive, they can find a house by themselves. You have your own life to live, and no girl wants to live with a troublesome family."
Wu Zhiqiu just said this casually, but Chen Chengping did have other ideas. Yes, what girl would be willing to come to a family like theirs, with all the intrigues every day? He had to work hard to resolve the issues at home quickly and start a pure relationship.
After Chen Chengping left, Wu Zhiqiu was bored and planned to buy some woolen thread at noon to weave a coat for Mancang.
An old man in tattered clothes came in, hunched over, carrying a sack on his back.
"Uncle, this way," Wu Zhiqiu called the old man
"Comrade, take a look at these, will you accept them?"
Wu Zhiqiu took the bag and looked inside. She saw a pile of broken porcelain wrapped in yellow mud. She looked at the old man.
The old man looked at her expectantly and asked, "Can you sell it for two cents?"
"Uncle, where did you get this thing? It's broken. Let me see if there's anything inside."
"Hey, thank you for your help. Please help me take a look." The old man helped Wu Zhiqiu take out all the broken porcelain inside.
Most of the things inside were fragments covered with yellow mud, and you could clearly see the patterns and materials on them. Wu Zhiqiu carefully looked at the three larger objects. If she was not mistaken, it should be a pillow, a jade pillow.
Her eyelids twitched. "Uncle, where did you get this thing? It's so dirty. It's useless for us to take it."
The old man looked around and said, "To be honest, this is what my neighbor buried in the middle of the night a few days ago. I saw it when I got up. I thought it was something else. I didn't sleep all night and dug it out. I didn't expect it to be just this junk. You say I can't waste my time, right? Let's see if I can change it for some money."
The old man chuckled, and there were only a few teeth left in his mouth.
Wu Zhiqiu thought about it and said, "Uncle, this is just garbage, it's not worth anything, there's no point in collecting it."
The old man sighed and said, "Do you think he has nothing to do? Is he seriously ill? Why did he bury this thing? I worked for nothing all night."
Wu Zhiqiu...
"Forget it, thank you for your trouble. Just help me throw it away." The old man put his hands behind his back and was about to leave.
"Uncle, I brought some buns with me today. I'm going out to eat later. Can you help me eat some?" Wu Zhiqiu hurriedly took his lunch box.
"That's so unfair." The old man touched his stomach and found that he was indeed hungry.
"It's okay. My nephew came just now. His girlfriend came to my house for lunch and asked me to go to my mother's house for lunch. Just consider it as a favor." Wu Zhiqiu handed a lunch box of white buns stuffed with water celery to the old man.
The old man looked at the buns and swallowed, "Comrade, this is fine grain, you really don't want it?"
"You can eat. There are four workers in our family and we have no shortage of food." Wu Zhiqiu made up a lie to let the old man eat with peace of mind.
"Your family is really poor, and you are kind-hearted, a kind person! Comrade, can I take your family's food? I have a little granddaughter who depends on me for life, and the child hasn't had fine grains for a while." The old man looked at Wu Zhiqiu pleadingly.
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