After coming down the mountain, An An did not rush home, but went to the county town instead. On the way, he happened to meet the tractor driven by Goudan's father Gu Xiangqian. In those days, there was only one tractor in Gujia Village. It rumbled loudly, with a truck behind the four big wheels, and seven or eight people sat inside.
Some were aunties in the village, and some were educated youth who had been sent to work in the countryside. When Gu Xiangqian saw An An walking alone on the road, he slowed down the tractor a little and called out, "An An, are you going to the county town? Get in, uncle will give you a ride." Gu Xiangqian had a good relationship with Gu Weifu, and usually helped to deal with some things in the village, so he also had some prestige in the village.
An An didn't hesitate and climbed onto the back of the car at a trot, and greeted Zhao Guifang, whom she knew well. Zhao Guifang had a good impression of An An. She moved her butt to make a palm-sized space and motioned for An An to sit over. An An thanked her with a smile and sat down, thinking that when she arrived at the county town, she would get off the car and find a Chinese medicine shop to sell the ginseng.
Zhao Guifang is always talkative. She asked, "An'an, why are you going to the county town alone?
It's so unsafe." An'an patted the backpack on her back and said, "My grandma asked me to bring something to my third uncle." This was just an excuse for her. She had to go to the county town to exchange the ginseng for money. She needed to buy some daily necessities for her family. She always stayed in the village. She couldn't just take it out of the supermarket and make it out of thin air! She still had to have a reason to avoid being exposed.
Zhao Guifang nodded and was not surprised. Nowadays, although Gu Weimin, the third son of the Gu family, has become a live-in son-in-law, he has no elders above him. The young couple lives in the city and needs money for everything. The old lady will feel sorry for the third son and it is not too much to send him some food.
Sitting at the rear of the car was a woman in her thirties, wearing a bright red floral cotton jacket and with slanted eyes. She looked energetic. She said, "You are Tang Lanzhi's daughter, right?"
This woman's name was Song Juyan. She went to the countryside a year later than Tang Lanzhi. She always thought that Tang Lanzhi went to the countryside two years earlier than her, which was why she won Gu Weiqiang's favor. Otherwise, it was not certain who would marry Gu Weiqiang! After Tang Lanzhi married Gu Weiqiang, she completely gave up. Since there was no hope of returning to the city, she found a craftsman in the village to marry.
Now her life is quite happy. Her husband loves her, her elders spoil her and her children are obedient. Her family holds her in their hearts, fearing that she will return to the city like Tang Lanzhi. She lives a comfortable life. She can get some money from the old lady every now and then to go to a restaurant in the county. Song Juxiang said that even if she returns to the city, her life may not be as happy as she lived in the countryside.
Therefore, when she heard that Tang Lanzhi returned to the city with her little concubine and abandoned her husband and son, she was simply stunned.
Is this woman crazy? Tang Lanzhi has been married to Gu Weiqiang for so many years, she has seen it all. In the early years when she was still working in the fields, Tang Lanzhi only needed to prepare lessons at home, and she didn't even have to cook. After giving birth, she had to eat eggs to replenish her body, and Tang Lanzhi ate pig's feet stewed with soybeans every day. Besides, when it comes to clothes, Gu Weiqiang is a family man. Whenever he goes out to deliver goods, he often brings some fine fabrics and vanishing cream. With Tang Lanzhi's status, it can be said that she is unique in the village.
Song Juyan admitted that she was jealous. It's like this! This woman is still not satisfied and wants to go back to the city. Does she really think that life in the city is so good?
Every family has four or five children. They are not loved or pampered in their parents' home. When they get married, they go to their husband's home and serve the whole family. It's not as good as being in the countryside, where the whole family has to serve her alone.
An An raised her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her. She found that she had no impression of her. She nodded lightly and did not intend to make close friends with her.
Song Juyan didn't care and said in a familiar way, "An An, I'm your aunt Juyan. I went to the countryside with your mother, but it was a pity! Your mother left you and went to the city alone to enjoy life. If I were to ask you, it was because your father had poor eyesight. He chose Tang Lanzhi, who loved vanity and climbed up the social ladder. If he had married another educated youth, I'm afraid the family would still live a stable life." After Song Juyan finished speaking, the whole car was silent, leaving only the rumbling sound of the car.
The news that Tang Lanzhi abandoned her husband and children and returned to the city was talked about privately by everyone, and no one had ever said it in front of the person concerned.
To An An, the words "other educated youth" sounded unusual. She looked at Song Juyan inquiringly and said, "No matter how bad my mother is, we have three children, and two of them are high school students. I guess by the time my brother gets married, he might be able to get into college. If my father had married another educated youth, who knows where we brothers and sisters would be playing in the mud!"
She didn't like Tang Lanzhi, but Gu Weiqiang was her father. How could An An tolerate saying that her father had bad taste? Although she had to admit that her father did have bad taste, she wouldn't be here if he was good.
Although An An said it unintentionally, it made Song Juyan furious. She was not graduated from primary school, but her family stuffed her into the steel mill to work as a coal carrier at the lowest level. She was illiterate and did not pay attention to her children's education. The oldest of her three children was in the third grade of primary school, and the two youngest ones were playing in the mud at home!
An An did not expect that she would hit the mark by accident, and Song Juyan was so angry that she did not say a word for a long time.
When they arrived in the county, An An said hello to Gu Xiangqian and got off the car. They
went directly to the largest Chinese herbal medicine shop in the county. There were not many patients in the pharmacy at that time, but there was a clerk and a young woman sitting at the counter. The clerk was chatting, and the young woman was knitting a sweater with a ball of wool on her legs.
When An An came in, they didn't even raise their eyelids. Those who needed to talk talked, and those who needed to knit knitted. These days, half of the pharmacy is considered public, and those who can work in the pharmacy are considered to be on the rations and have a fixed salary. Whether the herbs in the pharmacy are sold or not, they will not reduce their wages by a penny. They are not as service-minded as those in the market. Instead, they want patients and customers to come to them.
An An looked at the counter. There was a wall at the back that was filled with shelves for Chinese medicinal herbs. She stood in front of the waiter and asked crisply, "Is your boss here?"
The waiter was no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, obviously an apprentice. He looked An An up and down. An An was thin and had a small face, looking like a thirteen-year-old child. He sneered and waved his hand, "Kid, this is not a place for you to play."
An An said seriously, "I'm here to see your boss. I really have something to do!" She revealed ginseng whiskers from the basket. There were not many, but just enough for the waiter to see. Since she dared to show the ginseng whiskers, she was not afraid of the greed of this shop. In her memory, the second master said that this shop owner was the most authentic in business in the entire Taisong County.
When the young man saw the ginseng whiskers, his eyes lit up immediately. He hurriedly said, "Wait!", turned around and pulled open the curtain behind him. After a while, an old man in his sixties came out.
He led An An to the back room, which was obviously where they stayed when they were resting. He asked, "Little girl, do you really have ginseng?"
An An rolled her eyes and felt around in the basket on her back. She put the oldest ginseng into the supermarket, leaving only a ginseng that was seventy or eighty years old. "Do you buy it here?"
The old man's eyes almost popped out when he saw the ginseng. He couldn't take his eyes off the ginseng. He hurriedly said, "Take it in, take it in!"
"How much is it!" An An was not afraid and handed the ginseng out directly. The pharmacy she chose was a time-honored one, so she was not afraid that they would steal the herbs.
"Two hundred!"
An An frowned, "It's too little! The ginseng my grandpa sold last time was not as old as this one, and he sold it for three hundred!"
The old man's eyes lit up, "Did your grandpa dig this ginseng? Can he always dig it?"
An An nodded, talking nonsense seriously.
"You have been supplying this kind of goods to me for a long time. This ginseng is a good omen. I will charge you three hundred and fifty. It can be said that only my family's medicine shop in this street will have this price. If you don't believe me, go and ask."
"Okay, my grandpa said that your family is the most honest in doing business." She expected it to be around three hundred and twenty, which was thirty yuan higher than she expected, which was considered to have achieved the expected goal.
The old man stroked his white beard and said proudly, "That's right! It's a century-old brand."
The two exchanged money and goods.
An An went out with a big pile of money in her pocket. She turned a few corners to find a toilet. When no one was around, she went to the supermarket to get a set of clothes to change. She also found a hat to cover most of her face. She went directly to the black market and walked around outside. She found many people standing at the door. They didn't look like sellers, but like stalkers. She waited outside for a long time, but those people still didn't leave. She couldn't give up this route. It would be too bad if she got caught.
In fact, she came at an unfortunate time. The policy was slightly relaxed some time ago, and people became bolder. Many people exchanged goods on the black market, but were caught by the newly appointed officials to make an example of them. During this period, the black market was quiet for a while.
An An squatted under the old willow tree, observing the pedestrians coming and going. She could basically judge whether this person had money and whether he could afford the refined white rice in her hand by his clothes.
Not to mention that she had been squatting for half an hour, she actually met one. She suddenly stood up and lowered her voice, "Uncle, do you want some refined white rice?" The person she was holding was a middle-aged man wearing a nylon jacket and big-toed leather shoes. He looked quite tall and as tall as a bamboo pole, with a sallow face, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind. But even though he was so thin, he was still well-dressed. It was obvious that this man was on rationed food.
When the man heard the word "polished rice", his dry lips moved. He pulled An An's hand and went into the alley, "Follow me!"
After the two went to the alley, the man lowered his voice, "You have polished rice."
An An nodded and showed a corner of the cloth bag behind him, and the white rice appeared in front of the man. He rubbed his hands excitedly, "How much is it? I want it all." The man's surname is Ding. He is a high school teacher in the county, but he has an old mother who is unconscious at home. His old
mother, who has been ill for many years, spends a lot of money. His salary is really not low in the county. Not only does he get it from the school, but he also recruits students privately. But no matter what era, as long as there is a patient, the family is finished.
An An was cautious, "I estimate that I have about thirty kilograms behind me, one pound per pound. If you want more, I can sell you the grain from the fellow villagers who came with me." This price is much lower than the black market, but it is much higher than the normal price.
However, An An dared to say that it was absolutely impossible to find better polished rice than what she had these days.
What she took out was fragrant rice from the supermarket. It was white, plump and round, and smelled of rice, but it was different from the gray rice on the market now.
An An grabbed a handful and put it in Teacher Ding's hand, confidently saying, "You can take a look, this rice is definitely better than the ones on the market."
Teacher Ding twisted one rice between his index finger and thumb, put it under his nose and smelled it. It was the pure aroma of rice.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll call a few colleagues to come together, and we'll eat all the rice here. You can give me a lower price." He certainly couldn't finish it all by himself, but it would be okay if there were more people.
An An's eyes turned, "I'll charge you 80 cents per pound, and the colleague you introduced will be 90 cents." She paused and whispered, "Do you want bacon?"
Seeing that the man didn't say anything,
she quickly added, "The bacon smoked by the farmers themselves is definitely good stuff."
Teacher Ding stared at the child in front of her for a long time, but An An had dressed up before coming, and the big brim of her hat covered half of her face, and she deliberately smeared a lot of pot soot on her face. Even Gu Weiqiang might not be able to see it in front of her.
An An saw Teacher Ding's doubts, "I smoked the bacon with milk, and prepared it for the New Year, but someone in the family is sick, otherwise I wouldn't be in a hurry to sell it."
Teacher Ding nodded, and believed it a little. He also had a sick relative in his family, and he knew too well the hardships involved. If he was sick, he would be willing to sell his blood, not to mention selling the New Year's goods.
He looked around. Although there were not many people at the entrance of the alley, it was still unsafe. "If you believe me, I'll take you to my house. The people living nearby are all teachers from the county high school, and they all have money to buy food."
The government also distributes food every month, but there is only so much food in theory. One person can only buy 28 kilograms of food, including 8 kilograms of flour, 1 kilogram of millet, and 19 kilograms of corn flour, which is basically the amount for an adult! How can a family of several people get enough to eat!
Although there is a salary every month including subsidies and tuition fees, it is not small, but there is no ticket! If you want to buy some fine grains for the family to improve their meals, you can't buy them. You can only sneakily go to the black market to buy expensive grains. Especially during this period of time, the black market has been cracked down on, and many teachers and staff families have run out of fine grains. As for meat, don't even think about it.
The meat tickets that teachers are allocated are only enough for two meals. If there are many people in the family, one meal will be enough.
When An An heard the words "teachers in the county high school", her heart skipped a beat. Isn't this the place where she opened a school for the year? Who knows, the man in front of her may be her teacher! This... doing business in front of your own teacher.
She immediately touched her nose feeling a little uncomfortable, "You are a teacher, of course I believe it."
Teacher Ding is no exception. Being a teacher has this advantage. He is particularly respected when he tells others about it, especially since he teaches in a high school, and there is only one high school in the entire county.
An An followed Teacher Ding through many twists and turns, and after walking for about ten minutes, they finally entered a small courtyard. Looking up, they saw an old-fashioned tube building. The kitchen was shared and placed in the corridor. When she looked up, she saw clothes drying on the clothesline.
She stayed quietly in the courtyard. Teacher Ding went upstairs, and soon called several teachers of the same age as him to come down.
Teachers are also human beings! I heard that there are fine grains and bacon for sale, which are good things and rare even on the black market.
Seeing that it was a child, they were relieved.
Teacher Ding took the lead, "Take out the things and show them to everyone."
An An did as she was told and took off the cloth bag she was carrying. When she went to the toilet, she put the bag in the supermarket and replaced it with a brown sack. The sack was very thick and you couldn't tell what was inside from the outside. When she opened the bag, the white fine rice was revealed.
She was small and thin, and she didn't carry much. She was just pretending at first. When she saw people who really wanted to buy, she put more than 30 kilograms of food from the supermarket into the bag. "It was originally one yuan per kilogram, but since you are teachers, I will charge you 90 cents." An An's tone was full of awe. It was obvious that she was a country girl who had never seen the world. When she heard the word "teacher", she naturally showed respect from the bottom of her heart.
The teachers present also laughed. The slightly older grandmothers looked kind and said, "Don't be afraid, child, it's the right amount. You carried it from a long way, and we can't take advantage of you because you are a teacher."
Moreover, the people who came to buy food were all family members who lived at home and handled these things every day. They had to come and see! This half bag of rice is much better in quality than the rice on the black market, and the price is also much lower. Although there are fine grains on the black market, they are gray and mixed with stones and rice husks, and they cost 1.21 and 1.5 yuan. The rice in front of us is clean and full of fine white rice. It is not expensive to sell it at one yuan.
The old lady spoke, and the others agreed.
An An smiled shyly, "Then I will give you two taels each!" Don't underestimate two taels! If it is used to cook porridge, it is enough.
The teachers accepted it.
A total of 36 kilograms of refined white rice were divided up by everyone in a short while. The teacher who came late was a little annoyed. Why did he run a step slower?
An An put away the money, glanced at Teacher Ding, and then spoke, "My fellow villager still has white rice. If you want it, I'll go get it." Then she added, "Do you want bacon? My grandma smoked it herself."
The teachers who were walking halfway stopped in surprise, "Still have bacon?"
An An nodded, "If anyone wants it, I'll go get it."
"Okay!"
Seeing that everyone had no objection, An An pretended to go out, found a deserted place, took out the white rice, and then took out a few pieces of smoked bacon, and returned one piece.
Bacon is the kind of fat and lean meat that looks good, and it was snatched up as soon as it was taken out.
An An touched her bulging pockets with satisfaction. She took out food, which everyone liked very much. After everyone left, An An also gave Teacher Ding two kilograms of rice and a palm-sized piece of smoked meat as a thank you for helping him bring in customers this time.
Teacher Ding seemed a little uncomfortable. He slightly bent his lip, maybe because he didn't smile often, so he was a little stiff. He refused, "No need!" "
Please accept it. I'll come to you next time!" An An put the things on the ground and ran away.
Teacher Ding was left looking at the food on the ground with a bitter smile.
Maybe she ran a little too fast. An An bumped into someone as soon as she went out. The person's flesh was a little too hard, and An An's head was full of stars. The herbal medicine that the person packed was also knocked all over the ground.
An An quickly squatted down, picked up the herbs on the ground, and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"Black girl, why are you here?"
An An raised her head and found that it was Lu Yan, an acquaintance who had cheated her of a ginseng before. She twitched her lips and said, "What a coincidence." While she was talking, she picked up the bag of herbs and handed it over. Lu Yan took the bag of herbs and tied the rope tightly, and said casually, "I just went to the pharmacy, and the shopkeeper told me that he just bought a good old mountain ginseng."
An An's heart skipped a beat, but her face did not change color. She said lightly, "Oh, really?", with an expression that said, "What does it have to do with me?" If Lu Yan had not just bought a ginseng from this black girl, she would have really believed the girl's lies.
"I thought you went out from here. It seems I recognized the wrong person." He inadvertently asked about the person who sold ginseng. After the description of the shopkeeper, he was just a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.
Although An An was dressed up, she was still a little childish in the eyes of a soldier like Lu Yan. Although her face was a little old, her figure, steps, and most importantly, her smell. An An had a sweet milky fragrance.
Lu Yan immediately recognized her as An An who gave him a ginseng in the mountains before.
An An grinned, "You must have recognized the wrong person. I have never been to a pharmacy." No matter how she lied, the flash of nervousness in her eyes was still captured by Lu Yan.
He smiled meaningfully, "Maybe I saw it wrong!", worried that the girl in front of him would suddenly turn hostile, he quickly changed the subject, "Are you going back to the village?"
An An's face was tense, full of vigilance, "What are you going to do?"
Lu Yan frowned, does he look like a bad guy? ? He raised the medicine bag in his hand, naturally, "I came to the county town to get some medicine for someone. I borrowed a bicycle when I came. Do you want me to take you back?"
Hearing this, An An relaxed completely. She squinted her eyes, "Okay!", took out fifty cents from her pocket and handed it to Lu Yan, "It's the fare." Her little face was as clear as if it was written, I have money, I don't need this fifty cents, I won't take advantage of you.
Lu Yan lowered his head and looked at the little hand that was handed to him. It was whiter and held the fifty cents. He originally didn't intend to take it, but his head twitched and he took it and put it in his pocket, deliberately saying, "Next time you have such a good thing, come to me again." The fare was really high. Normally, it would only cost ten cents to go back from the county town.
"...", An An.
Lu Yan's driving skills were very good, but the road was not good. There were muddy roads on both sides, and there were stones in the middle of the road from time to time, which made An An's buttocks broken.
Perhaps it was still a few hundred meters away from the entrance of Gujia Village, An An asked Lu Yan to put her down, otherwise when she entered the village, it would become a joke for everyone after dinner.
Lu Yan didn't point it out. After sending An An, he turned the bicycle around and drove to the left.
An An looked at Lu Yan's leaving figure thoughtfully. If she remembered correctly, there were many troops stationed nearby on the left side of the mountain.
It reminded her of Lu Yan and Zhang Xiaowu whom she had met in the bushes before.
They must be from that unit!
It was just a momentary thought. An An shook her head and threw the idea behind her. Who are they? What does it have to do with her?
While there was no one around, she took out a dark blue double-breasted cotton jacket made of blended fabric with gold embroidery from the supermarket. She took this cotton jacket out of the supermarket warehouse. It was obviously a bottom-of-the-box item that no one wanted. It
was just right for her to get it at this time. An An planned to give the clothes to the old lady.
Of course, I couldn't forget the little kid. I gave Dongdong a navy blue slanted-collar children's cotton jacket, also a retro style with small pockets all over. After packing everything, she carried it in her hand and prepared to go into the village.
Unexpectedly, a hairy uncle came from not far away. He was wearing the most popular nylon Zhongshan suit. He looked energetic, not like the skinny uncles in the countryside. When he saw An An coming over,
The uncle with the hairy beard held An An, took out a few candies from his pocket, handed them to her and asked, "Do you know which direction Zheng Xiuli lives now?". The man was none other than Zhang the butcher that Widow Zheng married. However, Zhang the butcher said a few years ago that he was going out to work hard, and he has been gone for so many years. An An was still young when he left, not to mention that so many years have passed, how could An An know him?
An An did not take the candy he handed over, but just shook her head, "I don't know her!"
Zhang the butcher was a little anxious, he took out a big reunion from his pocket, "Little girl, tell me, I am Zheng Xiuli's relative, and I really have something urgent to find her." Zhang the butcher had been away from Gujia Village for so many years, and when he came back to his old house, he saw that all the people who used to live there had moved away and moved into the village. He wandered at the door for a long time, a little afraid to go in.
It was not easy to meet a friendly little girl, so didn't she become the object of questioning?
An An looked at the big group, her eyes lit up, "I don't know who Zheng Xiuli is, but there is a widow Zheng in our village, I wonder if she is the one you are looking for." She pointed to the row of houses on the south side of the village entrance, "See that house, there is smoke coming out of the chimney, that's her house." In fact, the chimneys of every household were smoking at this time, because it was time for dinner, and her directions were a bit misleading.
"Okay, okay! Thank you!" Zhang the butcher stuffed the money into An An's arms and trotted to the south.
An An looked at the big group in her arms and swallowed the words she was about to say, "It's too much..." It was a lot more, she seemed a bit unkind, but she gave so much money to help people point the way. No
! She needs to change her money-grubbing habit.
An An held the big knot and waited at the intersection for a while. Seeing that no one came back, she thought to herself that she would return it to the bearded uncle next time she met him. An
An went back to her home without waiting for anyone.
When she got home, the little kid was already busy in the kitchen. Dong Dong, a small boy, was standing in front of the stove, cooking porridge with a stool. Farm children can cook a little, so they will not starve to death.
Although Dong Dong doesn't know much, he still knows how to cook porridge.
Hearing the noise at the door, he ran over, "Sister, you are finally back! Dad and I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
An An was not out for a long time. She went out early in the morning and got home very late. The little kid didn't dare to tell her what happened during the day. His dad went out in the afternoon and hasn't come back yet.
Because of what happened before, Dongdong was sensitive to the fact that his father was in a bad mood, so he decided to cook the meal first so that he could eat directly when his sister and father came back.
An An touched the child and pulled him domineeringly, "Come on, sister bought you new clothes, let's go try them on first." It was also the New Year, and naturally no one would buy them new clothes after Tang Lanzhi left.
An An understood that her father was a carefree person.
An An had just finished speaking when Gu Weiqiang pushed open the gate to the yard. When he saw An An, there was a flash of nervousness in his eyes and he asked, "An An, you're back!" He was obviously not good at lying.
An An responded crisply, "Dad, you're back!"
Gu Wei Qiang coughed, "Yes! I came back after the goods were delivered."
When the child heard that there were new clothes to wear, he jumped up and down, "Dad, sister bought me new clothes!"
Gu Wei Qiang was stunned. The clothes he bought during the day were not taken out because of that incident. He held An An in one hand and Dong Dong in the other hand and went into the house. Dong Dong tried the small cotton shirt that An An bought for her first.
It's true that her taste is not bad, but the sleeves are a little long, and everything else is good. She dresses the little guy up very well.
The little bean was happily spinning around in the new clothes. An An smiled and said, "Go call grandma over. I've brought some for her. I'll go to the kitchen and prepare it. Let's eat together." As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a strong rice aroma. She didn't need to look to know that Dong Dong had used the rice in the rice jar to cook porridge. This child only knew how to cook porridge.
When they heard about buying clothes for grandma, Gu Weiqiang and Dong Dong fell silent at the same time, and the smile on the child's face disappeared immediately.
An An's heart skipped a beat and she asked with concern, "Did grandma have any problems? Tell me quickly!" She was so anxious!
Dong Dong was so embarrassed that he looked at his old father. Gu Weiqiang's face was not good either. He struggled for a while. An An had the right to know what happened during the day. He simply told her what happened during the day.
Although there were only a few words, An An could hear the danger in them. If her father hadn't come back, she might have been sold to the stupid son of the factory director by the elders. After all, in this era, parents' orders and matchmakers' words were the final word. No matter how powerful she was, she couldn't beat the elders of this family.
An An felt a little uncomfortable. She really put the old lady at the top of her heart. She was not surprised that Wang Daying and the old man would treat her like this. After all, they didn't get along. But the old lady... really loved her before!
Her eyes were red as she tightly grasped the dark blue double-breasted cotton jacket made of blended fabric with gold embroidery in her hand and handed it to Dongdong with a calm tone, "Put it in the stove and heat it. It can also heat up water in our house, so it will be comfortable for washing your face." If she gave it to the old lady, she would have sold herself out at any time.
Although the elder sister did not cry, for some reason, Dongdong felt the sadness of her elder sister. He hugged An'an's arm and said, "Sister, don't be sad. Dad and I are here! We two men will protect you."
An'an touched Dongdong's head and explained, "I'm not sad. We are outsiders anyway." This sentence is true. She is not Gu An'an in the true sense, but just a fake. When her son came, the old lady was really kind to her, but this incident was enough to see clearly whether a person is reliable in making decisions on major issues.
Since the old lady can give up herself for the thousand yuan and to marry Gu Shu, when there are greater benefits in the future, she will still choose to sacrifice herself without hesitation.
It's not that the old lady is a bad person. On the contrary, Zhou Aiju is a kind person. But in her eyes, there is only one mu of land. Maybe she thinks that the factory director's son is a good place to go, and she thinks this choice is good for An An.
But in fact, An An doesn't need this kind of good. This kind of good is a burden, a burden, and even a shackle for her, a shackle in the name of love, which makes her breathless.
If Gu Weiqiang didn't come back this time, An An didn't dare to think about what the consequences would be. She didn't want to think too badly of people, but reality slapped her in the face.
Gu Wei Qiang looked at An An and apologized, "Old Lady Wang was the mastermind who came up with the idea. She will be severely punished if she doesn't die this time. As for Wang Dajuan, who served as the bridge builder, she was kicked out by her husband's family. I tricked Old Man and Wang Daying this afternoon and locked them up in a small dark room, but they won't be there for long!" As for Zhou Aiju, it was indeed difficult for him to take action against her. After all, she was the mother who had loved him for so many years.
An An was proud, "Dad, you've done well to this extent!" It had only been a short time since this happened, and this series of revenge had come out. This required a lot of effort. I guess her father had never stopped since he knew about this.
Gu Weiqiang was silent for a moment, "Let's find time to move to the county town!" An An nodded. She had already planned this plan. Gu Weiqiang changed the subject, "What's cooking in the pot? It smells so good?"
Dong Dong volunteered, "I'm cooking porridge!"
An An shook her head. She had never brought her emotions to the dinner table. This was what her mother taught her. She should always be happy when eating. After all, eating and sleeping are the most enjoyable things in the world.
"Dad, go help Dongdong change his clothes, I'll go to the kitchen to check."
While the father and son were in the main room, An An took out two pieces of rock sugar the size of a child's fist from the supermarket and threw one into the pot. The fire in the stove was very strong, and the white, plump and round rice porridge in the pot was boiling. An An used a big spoon to stir the rock sugar, and soon the fist-sized rock sugar turned into sugar water, and the porridge in the pot became more and more viscous.
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