398: Looking for Big Brother



398: Looking for Big Brother

Yu Jiahui pondered for a moment and said to Xu Ying:

"Wife, I think what our daughter said makes some sense."

Yu Xiaoye immediately joined in the fun:

"Right, right, there's nothing wrong with what I said!"

After hearing the father and son's advice, Xu Ying was also persuaded. She sighed:

"How did we end up with these two sons?"

Yu Xiaoye said:

"Since I've been stuck, there's nothing I can do. If I had a choice, who would want to go back to the 1970s and suffer? Aren't the conditions in the 21st century better? Aren't my existing 985 universities better?

There are some things we have no choice but to accept. My second brother has been very successful in reforming us.

Maybe the villain brother can be transformed into a good son who is a model of filial piety. Then there will be two people working at home, and you can just sit back and enjoy the good life!"

Yu Jiahui was deeply convinced by his daughter and raised his hand to express his opinion:

"I support Ono!"

With Yu Jiahui's support, both father and daughter looked at Xu Ying.

Xu Ying secretly clenched the needle in her hand:

"If this bastard can really come back alive, I will definitely give him a good beating!"

"Yes, fix it hard!" Yu Xiaoye agreed with gritted teeth.

In this way, Yu Xiaoye successfully persuaded her parents with her eloquence to let her go to the black market again.

She told her parents that she wanted to find out about her eldest brother, but in fact she knew that the possibility was very slim.

It's not that easy to find a needle in a haystack.

Her main goal is to make a big splash!

She understood the dangers of working in the black market and never thought of turning it into a career. She just wanted to earn some extra money to make life easier for her family.

So I plan to make a big deal out of this, and never trade things on the black market unless it is absolutely necessary, unless I am going to buy something, as that way the risk will be less.

After finalizing the plan, she set out from the company the next day, carrying her small floral bag.

When I went there, I borrowed Jia Song's bicycle.

However, this time he did not ride the bike directly to the county town, but rode to the field office. There, he put the bike in the space and then found a large truck that was going the same way.

Now she is a little celebrity in Wufen Field, and her father is the head of the militia section. If she wants to take a ride, who dares to refuse?

I followed the truck to the county town intersection and got off.

After getting off the car, he got on his bike again and rode back to the vicinity of the black market, and entered the space with both himself and the bike.

I haven't been here for a long time, so I'm a little unfamiliar with the place. Therefore, I prepared very carefully.

After it got dark, thinking that there would be people around, he pushed out a bicycle full of goods.

She was still wearing the same outfit, the same tattered cotton jacket and cotton pants that she had worn when she first came to the Great Northern Wilderness, and her face was painted black.

The weather had turned cold by then, and it was even colder in the woods at night, with the temperature estimated to be around five or six degrees. Experienced people had already put on cotton clothes, but Yu Xiaoye had not prepared in advance and was shivering with cold.

Fortunately, she is passionate and motivated, and even the cold weather cannot stop her enthusiasm for making money.

As long as I earn enough, I won’t be cold!

Enduring the cold, pushing a cart of goods and holding a flashlight, I came to the night market.

She worked extra hard tonight and sold all the items in just over two hours.

She was very tired after selling all the goods, but she didn't want to rest. Seeing that there were still many people in the woods, she went back and pushed out another cart. She sold out until there was very little left.

It was almost midnight and there were not many people in the woods. The few who were there were only a few old customers meeting with them. Since they were not the people who would buy her things, she closed her stall.

After closing the stall and returning to the yacht, I had no time to rest or wash or change clothes, and I had to count the money first.

There was a handful of bills, and after counting, there were more than one hundred and forty.

The business she does is almost cost-free, and she only spends a little time and energy, so all the money she earns is profit.

This one hundred and forty plus the two hundred and fifty I had before made a total of three hundred and ninety.

Because she had lived through a hard time when she first arrived and knew how difficult it was to be without money, she has always been very frugal.

Apart from the necessary food, clothing and sanitary products, there are basically no other major expenses and consumption.

I only have a few pieces of clothes, and I change them back and forth.

If it is torn, it will be patched, but the patch looks like it is specially embroidered. If you don’t look carefully, others can’t tell that it is a patch.

Even the socks have been mended several times. After all, they only cost 60 cents a pair. At this price, who can wear new socks all the time?

As for food, there are fish and shrimps from the ocean to satisfy your cravings, and at most you can spend a few cents to buy some fruit candies to sweeten your mouth.

Later, Zhou Ziheng gave her some milk powder, chocolate, milk candy, and snacks, and she even saved money to buy candy.

So I don’t spend much money on a daily basis. I only spend a small fraction of the money I earn, and basically save the rest.

After counting the money, I happily put it away and felt more at ease.

I didn’t want to wash up or go to bed, so I prepared the things to sell at the morning market, and then lay down and rested for a while.

I only took a nap for less than three hours before getting up again to rush to the morning market.

There were more retail traders in the morning market and fewer people were selling, so I only sold once.

After selling a batch of goods, she closed her stall because she smelled the fragrant aroma of grits porridge again!

She had been longing for the grits porridge for a long time, but she had never been able to eat it before. This time, she couldn't miss it again, right?

Yu Xiaoye hurried back to the space, took his own pair of bowls and chopsticks, came to the stall selling grits porridge, spent ten cents, and bought a bowl of fragrant grits porridge.

The price is not cheap, but fortunately it is not very watery and the portion is very large.

Besides, this is the black market, how cheap can you expect it to be? Not everyone is like her, doing business without any cost, and can conscientiously lower the price.

After buying some porridge, there were no tables, chairs or benches around the stall, so everyone ate while standing or squatting.

Yu Xiaoye also integrated into the group, followed suit and squatted down with the porridge.

On the ground, there was a lot of noise.

delicious!

The corn's natural sweetness is cooked to perfection.

The grits porridge cooked in a big pot is still delicious, thick and soft.

Yu Xiaoye felt warm and comfortable after eating, and after eating half a bowl, sweat appeared on his forehead.

I was inadvertently attracted by the noise of some quarrels. I looked up and glanced at it. The lights were flickering and I didn't see anything, so I lowered my head and continued to eat the grits porridge.

As his sight shifted, a flashlight beam happened to sweep across the front, quickly and clearly sweeping across the face of an adult man, and was seen by Yu Xiaoye again.

After reading it, Yu Xiaoye didn't care.

But when Yu Xiaoye buried his face in the bowl and was about to drink the porridge, the face he had just seen suddenly flashed in his mind.

Why does that profile look so familiar?

That glance lasted less than a second, and he couldn't quite remember what it looked like, but Yu Xiaoye inexplicably imagined himself to be looking at his elder brother Yu Daye's face.

Holy shit—could it really be Big Brother?!

Damn it!

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