The old woman didn't dare to explain in detail how Feng Qingxue had helped her before, but she and Feng Qingxue knew it well.

Feng Qingxue didn't agree right away. "Auntie, I'll visit you when I have time. I won't go today. My nephew is waiting for me at the mill."

"Yes, yes, you must have something to do in the city." The old woman was not disappointed. "I'll leave you my address. My girl, you can come and visit me someday when you are free."

She told Feng Qingxue her home address and said her husband's family name was Zheng.

"Well, Aunt Zheng, I will definitely come to bother you tomorrow!"

Aunt Zheng smiled and nodded. Suddenly, she looked around to see that no one was paying attention to them. She said to Feng Qingxue, "Girl, I want to tell you something. Whether you are willing to do it depends on your decision in the end."

"What is it? Go ahead."

Aunt Zheng leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I also often go to various black markets, and I see many neighbors there. Everyone knows it tacitly. Everyone is trying to survive, and no one will report anyone else. There is a neighbor in our building who is an old friend of mine and we have a very good relationship. She told me that her son somehow got some good stuff, it's gold, but he didn't dare to show it to the bank to let people know. Now that the storm has passed and the food has been delivered, he wants to exchange some food."

Feng Qingxue said hesitantly: "We did get some food, but it was just enough for our family to survive."

She didn't agree, and Aunt Zheng was not surprised. She smiled and said, "My daughter, you are a good person and have done a great favor to our family. I just think those things are good and it would be a pity if they fell into the hands of others. Now let me tell you, if you want to exchange them, I can help you. If you don't want to exchange them, forget it. Anyway, gold and silver are external things and are not as important as food."

Feng Qingxue nodded. After Lu Jiang's reminder, she really didn't dare to do business with unclear people.

What's more, she has no shortage of gold, silver and jewelry now, and doesn't have the same desire as she did at the beginning.

There is no woman in the world who doesn't love jewelry, but compared to jewelry, safety is more important.

Seeing that she had no intention of making a deal, Aunt Zheng stopped talking about it, and the two parted happily. Aunt Zheng left, and Feng Qingxue also waited until Guan Cheng, who was out of breath, asked, "Did you return everything to your aunt?"

"I've returned it!" Guan Cheng panted as he said, "I haven't returned the money yet. Auntie still refused to take it back. She didn't want to take the tickets back either. I had to persuade her to return them. She left a few feet of cloth tickets and a few pounds of cotton tickets. When the flour is ground, we'll go to the department store to buy cloth and cotton. When auntie has time, she can make swaddling clothes for the little brother or sister who will be born next year."

Feng Qingxue felt warm in her heart, "Then I would like to thank you on behalf of my younger brothers and sisters for thinking about them!"

The two walked towards the mill while talking. Before they got there, they saw Lu Tianjun standing on the mule cart and waving at them vigorously. Then he put his hands to his mouth in a trumpet shape and shouted, "Aunt, Ah Cheng, hurry up, it will be our turn soon!"

Feng Qingxue and Guan Cheng immediately quickened their pace.

Sure enough, there was only an old man carrying a load in front of them.

When it was their turn, the staff in charge of processing asked directly: "What kind of flour are you grinding?"

"Flour, cornmeal and rice!" Feng Qingxue said, and Guan Cheng and Lu Tianjun also carried in the raw grain.

Corn, wheat, rice.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The staff member opened it and looked at it, then asked, "Fine processing or rough processing?"