Jiang Xiaoan stopped and gasped for breath only after he realized he had gotten rid of the person behind him. Jiang Xiaoan thought as he removed the disguise on his face.
I just saw my aunt and Yang Zhiqing. I vaguely heard the bicycle fall to the ground and my aunt's voice. The gang didn't catch up, so my aunt must have helped me. Could it be that my aunt recognized me? But I was wearing a disguise, so how could she see through it? Is my disguise that bad?
After Jiang Xiaoan finished disguising himself, he walked towards the transport team openly and honestly.
Jiang Xiaoan did not go to find Jiang Shushu because he knew that with Yang Xiaobei's identity as a public security officer, they would not suffer any loss. If he went there now, not only would he be unable to help at all, he might even make things worse. It would be better for him to wait until tomorrow and go there openly.
The next morning, Jiang Shushu was about to leave for the transport team, but when he opened the door, he saw Jiang Xiaoan standing by the door.
Jiang Xiaoan, holding a gift in her hand, greeted Jiang Shushu with a smile, "Good morning, aunt."
"Come in, I was planning to go to the transport team to find you, but now I don't have to go." Boy, I recognized you last night, you'd better tell the truth about what happened last night.
"Haha, how can I let you, my aunt, trouble yourself by running around? I wanted to come last night. I was afraid of making things worse for you, so I came here so early in the morning." My aunt actually recognized me.
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Not yet. When I came out, the breakfast shop wasn't open yet. I'll just go out and eat later. You don't have to worry about it, aunt."
"Since you're here, how can I let you go hungry? Besides, there's food in the kitchen. Please sit in the main room for a while, and I'll go to the kitchen to get you something to eat."
Jiang Shushu went to the kitchen and poured the pork porridge she cooked in the morning into a basin. Then she immediately turned on the fire, fried two poached eggs, put them on the porridge, and brought it to Jiang Xiaoan.
"That's all, make do with it! We'll talk after you finish eating."
"Thank you, aunt." Jiang Xiaoan took it and started eating it in big mouthfuls.
My sister-in-law’s food is really good, with pork porridge and fried eggs.
After Jiang Xiaoan finished eating, he looked up and saw Jiang Shushu staring at him, as if to say that now that he was full, he should talk business.
"Haha, it's like this. Last night those guys had some personal grudge against me, so I wanted to teach them a lesson. I didn't expect them to find out, so they chased me. Haha..." Jiang Xiaoan tried to fool me.
Jiang Shushu didn't say anything. He looked at the gift Jiang Xiaoan was carrying, a can of malted milk, and asked, "Where did you buy this?"
"The department store. I bought it yesterday."
"I went to the department store the day before yesterday and bought out the two remaining cans of malted milk they had, and they told me they wouldn't be out of stock for a week." You keep making up stories.
Jiang Xiaoan's face froze, then he immediately laughed, "Haha, look at my memory, I remembered it wrong, I remembered it wrong, I bought this the day before yesterday, I was confused for a moment."
"Stop talking nonsense to me. Those guys last night were obviously from the black market. Were you guys playing a thief-on-the-street game last night?"
Jiang Xiaoan was shocked, then overjoyed: "Auntie, how did you know? Are you also involved in the black market?"
"I, your aunt, cherish my life. How could I possibly go to the black market?"
"Impossible! How else could you live so well on just 25 yuan a month?" They had porridge, meat, and eggs, and they also made sure Uncle and Auntie ate and drank well. Although Uncle and Auntie hadn't said what they ate, judging by their mental state and physique, they definitely ate well. And since Auntie lived in such a big house, her 25 yuan salary didn't look like enough to spend.
"I only make 25 yuan a month, and my job provides food, so of course it's enough for me to spend." I was just kidding. On the surface, I never spent more than 25 yuan a month. The most I spent in a single month was only 24.99 yuan. How could it be not enough for me to spend? At most, I would spend all my money every month.
"Although I'm not involved in the black market, I have many friends and am well-informed, so I do have a certain understanding of it. The investigation is very strict now. Many people who have made small moves or achieved some success have basically stopped. They are afraid of getting themselves and their families into trouble. They are all trying to find jobs to avoid the spotlight. The only ones left now are those with connections, strong power, and those who are not afraid of death. At this juncture, why are you meddling in it? I think you've lived too long."
"Don't worry, auntie, I have someone to take care of me, nothing will happen to me."
"Your colleague?"
Jiang Xiaoan knew the rules: no one could tell anyone about their partners' affairs, so Jiang Xiaoan did not answer.
"No matter who you are, my advice to you is to stop immediately and focus on your job. I won't talk about the long-term consequences, but for the next year or two, it's best if you don't get involved in the black market. Someone like you is new to the job and doesn't know much, but there are still people who risk their lives to help you make money in such a dangerous environment. Have you ever thought about why? People like you are basically cannon fodder, used by others to prevent disasters, complete scapegoats."
"No, the person who guides me is very good. He taught me a lot of things. I have earned several hundred yuan in the past few months working with him. That is equivalent to my salary for almost two years." Jiang Xiaoan was reluctant to cut off the way to wealth, so he could only keep counseling and comforting himself.
"You have to have the life to make money, but you also have to have the life to spend it. Last week, a man named Jiang was arrested by the Revolutionary Committee. I thought he was from Jiangjia Village, so I made some inquiries. His situation was exactly the same as what I told you. He thought someone was helping him get rich, but he ended up being sold out without even knowing it. He only discovered it after he was arrested, and then he regretted it and realized he'd been tricked. But what good is that? He's destined to spend the next decade on the farm. If he's unlucky, he might never leave the farm alive."
Jiang Xiaoan lowered his head and thought for a while, "I understand, aunt, I won't touch it again in the next one or two years, I will go to work peacefully." For the safety of himself and his family, it is better not to touch the black market. After all, he has earned 600 yuan in the past few months, and he still has a job, so he will not be short of money in the next few years.
"It's good that you can figure it out. Now that we're cracking down, if you get caught, you only have two choices: jail or sent to a farm."
"I understand. My wife has already earned enough money, so I won't do it if she doesn't want to."
Jiang Shushu: "..." He's really prepared for a rainy day. Is it necessary for a 19-year-old man to be so anxious? As soon as he started making money, he knew he had to save money for his wife.
"Are you on vacation? Or are you just coming out for a while?"
"I have a day off today. I haven't been back for three months. I plan to go back today."
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