Feng Qingxue didn't know that the reason why Wang Jiao asked Zhang Yuejin to propose marriage was because before she got married, the Lu family gave her a bicycle and a sewing machine, which was so glorious that it made others jealous.

Zhang Yuejin has been working for many years and has his own salary. He has the financial means and is willing to meet Wang Jiao's requirements.

"My cousin's husband is really nice to me." Feng Qingxue said. The most important thing is that Zhang Yuejin is thoughtful.

"I think Lu Jiang treats you very well." Wang Dachun smiled brightly, "You and Jiaojiao are both blessed girls. A girl's life is not about wealth and glory, but about whether she lives a happy life. Although Yuejin is not as capable as Lu Jiang, our family is very satisfied with the fact that he obeys Jiaojiao in everything."

As her brother, she was well aware of what kind of person Wang Jiao was. To be able to marry a husband like Zhang Yuejin, not to mention him, even his parents said that their daughter must have accumulated blessings for three lifetimes to have Zhang Yuejin.

Feng Qingxue nodded in agreement, "Brother is right, I think so too."

For a woman, no matter she is rich or poor, it is very difficult to live a happy life in marriage. If a man can make his wife happy and healthy for the rest of her life, then he must be a good man among good men.

Wang Dachun thought for a moment and whispered, "Xiaoxue, many people in the black market use old things or gold jewelry to exchange for money and food. There are many people in the city who hide these things and wait for food to save their lives. Today, I used my ten kilograms of dried sweet potatoes to exchange for a gold plate inlaid with gemstones for your sister-in-law, and used the food my parents asked me to pick to exchange for one for Jiaojiao, as well as a gold bracelet and a dozen Yuan Datou coins. You are a girl, and there is no harm in a girl getting herself some gold and silver jewelry."

It is said that there are no fools in the world. There must be many people who exchange food for jewelry and antiques. No wonder there are always so many people in the black market who exchange gold, silver, jewelry and old things for food.

Feng Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled, "I'll remember that, big brother."

Wang Dachun chuckled twice and said, "My father and your second and third brothers have done the same thing. Of course, you can only do this under the premise of ensuring that your family has enough food. No matter how good those things are, they are not as important as the food in natural disasters and man-made disasters. Otherwise, why would those people be willing to exchange those things for food? They are all smart people and know that life is more valuable than gold, silver and treasures."

"Don't worry, bro. I know the severity of the situation."

"It's good that you know. We can't put the cart before the horse." Wang Dachun had just finished speaking when he saw a young man running over in a hurry, seemingly aiming to find his brother and sister. "Xiaoxue, do you know him?"

Feng Qingxue looked up and saw Shen Feihong. She smiled and said, "I'm waiting for him."

Slowly standing up, she walked towards Shen Feihong carrying the backpack in one hand, "Brother Feihong, are the things still there?"

"Here." Shen Feihong nodded to Wang Dachun, turned sideways to avoid the sight of passers-by, took it out from his trouser pocket and showed it to her. It was indeed almost the same as the one yesterday, and then slipped it back into his pocket. "It's my brother who asked for fifty yuan and thirty kilograms of cornmeal."

Feng Qingxue was stunned and said disapprovingly: "Brother Feihong, you can't ask for such a high price, right? You and I both know the price of cornmeal. You may not be able to buy it on the black market for less than five yuan. Thirty kilograms of cornmeal is worth one hundred and fifty yuan. I spend two hundred yuan to buy a bracelet worth a hundred yuan. I am so bored!"