Because Chen Shuning watched a movie while having hot pot in the space today, she didn't pay attention and forgot the time.
By the time she finished packing what she needed to take, it was already past 1 p.m. She realized that she still didn't know the location of the black market, and finding it would take time and luck. So even if she found it by now, she probably wouldn't have time to browse around, let alone buy or sell anything.
So Chen Shuning temporarily gave up the idea of making money and instead obediently dragged a lot of things back home.
When Chen Shuning arrived, Old Man Yang was already waiting. At this moment, Chen Shuning was carrying two large bundles in his left hand, two large iron pots in his right hand, and a large bamboo basket on his back. He was slowly moving towards the oxcart.
There was nothing she could do; her body was simply too weak, and she had too many things to carry, so she could only move back step by step.
Upon seeing Chen Shuning from afar, Old Man Yang quickly jumped off the car and ran over. He took the two large iron pots and the bamboo basket from Chen Shuning's back, and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement, saying, "How much stuff did you buy, girl?"
With Old Man Yang's help, Chen Shuning instantly felt much more relaxed. Although many things were taken out in the alley more than 20 meters away, such a short distance was still quite tiring.
After standing up and taking a deep breath, Chen Shuning replied with a smile, "I didn't think it was a lot when I bought it. I just thought that I would use everything, so I bought so many things without realizing it. But they are all things that my family needs. If I don't buy them this time, I will have to come back next time, so I gritted my teeth and bought them all."
Chen Shuning wanted everyone to think she bought a lot of things, so that no matter what she brought out later, she could say it was from this purchase and it wouldn't easily arouse suspicion.
Another reason is that she also wants to give people the impression that she has spent all the money she brought. She also wants to start to be frugal in the village so as to reduce the attention that she attracted by building a house as soon as she arrived.
Looking at the pile of stuff, Old Yang couldn't help but sigh, "You city kids just don't know how to manage your money. How much money did all this stuff cost? And it's all stuff I can't take back to the city. What a waste!"
However, he didn't say anything. The purchase was already made and couldn't be returned. Saying anything would only upset the young educated youth, which was unnecessary.
After getting on the bus, Old Yang first returned the two yuan and sixty cents left over from buying the jar to Chen Shuning, and then said with some complaint, "Why did you prepare such good food for me, with meat and eggs? The taste is so good that even the master chefs in state-run restaurants can't make it. It's a waste to give such good food to an old man like me."
At noon, Old Yang opened his lunchbox and saw that it was covered with a layer of glistening sausages and cured meats, golden-fried eggs, a few bright green vegetables, and plump, glistening grains of rice. It looked very appetizing.
If it weren't for the fact that the food really couldn't be kept any longer, Old Yang would have really wanted to take this box of food back to his children. However, he couldn't bear to waste such good food just because he couldn't bear to eat it himself.
So at lunchtime, Old Man Yang really struggled for a long time before finally eating.
After tasting it, he couldn't help but sigh that he had wasted most of his life. If he didn't not know when Chen Shuning would return and was afraid that she wouldn't be able to find him, he would have wanted to go straight back to the village and let his grandchildren and wife at home try this delicious food.
Old Yang probably never dreamed that the delicacies he considered were nothing more than two portions of cold, not-too-bad-tasting claypot rice with preserved meat that Chen Shuning had casually packed up from a certain Huang claypot rice shop on the top floor of the shopping mall.
So Chen Shuning felt a little guilty after hearing what Old Yang said, and quickly waved his hand to say that it was nothing, as long as the old man was happy.
On the way back, Old Yang treated Chen Shuning like his own granddaughter, patiently telling her about the situation in the village.
Which family has good character? Which family has delicious fruit? Which family can be traded for eggs?
Also, try not to associate with people whose character is bad. For example, Wang Gui's family at the west end of the village is not easy to get along with. His wife not only likes to take advantage of others, but is also lazy and greedy.
He told Chen Shuning that they should keep a distance when they met, and the two of them chatted all the way, so they didn't feel that the journey was that far.
It wasn't until after 4 p.m. that the oxcart finally made its way back to Qingshan Brigade.
Because there were so many things, Old Man Yang drove the oxcart directly to the gate of the educated youth settlement, stopped the cart, and helped Chen Shuning carry the heavier iron pot and bamboo basket.
The educated youth hadn't finished work yet, so after Chen Shuning asked Old Man Yang to help put everything into the warehouse, he grabbed a handful of fruit candies and stuffed them into Old Man Yang's hands, saying with a grin, "Grandpa Yang, these candies aren't for you, they're for your younger brother and sister. You can't make decisions for them."
As Chen Shuning spoke, he pushed Old Man Yang out, not giving him a chance to return the candy.
After spending several hours together, Old Yang got to know Chen Shuning's personality. He secretly resolved that if the girl ever encountered any trouble, his family would definitely help her. Then, with a smile, he left the educated youth compound with the candy in his pocket.
Old Yang didn't linger after leaving the educated youth compound. He drove the oxcart straight back to the cowshed. His old mate had come such a long way, he had to go back and feed it properly.
After seeing Old Yang off, Chen Shuning slung the bamboo basket containing the meat and rice he had bought for the construction workers over his shoulder, picked up the iron pot he had just bought, locked the storeroom door, and went to the backyard, just in time to find the construction workers packing up their tools.
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