Seeing that there was indeed no food left in the backpack except a few pairs of cloth shoes, the vendors had to accept reality and Zhang Shuguang was able to escape.
All the goals for today were achieved. Zhang Shuguang left the black market with light steps and walked towards home.
When they reached the section of mountain road where phosphorescence flickered, Zhang Shuguang stared straight at the road in the moonlight, not daring to run or look.
In his previous life as a child? He had heard from the old people that if you see a will-o'-the-wisp, don't run, or the will-o'-the-wisp will chase you.
When he started junior high school, his teacher explained that this was a natural phenomenon caused by air circulation when running.
Only after passing the section of road where phosphorescence flickered did Zhang Shuguang start to quicken his pace, jogging all the way to the village entrance.
Only when he saw the big locust tree at the entrance of the village did Zhang Shuguang feel relieved and slowly walked towards home.
When they returned home, the gate was not locked. After Zhang Shuguang entered the house and locked the gate, kerosene lamps were lit in his grandparents' bedroom, as well as his mother and sister's bedrooms.
"Is that Xiaoguang?"
Su Hong's voice came from the east room.
"Mom, I'm back. Everything is going well. Please don't get up. We can talk about it tomorrow morning if you have anything to say."
Zhang Shuguang stood by the window and whispered.
Su Hong did not reply, and the rustling sounds of people getting dressed and getting up could still be heard in the room.
Zhang Shuguang didn't say anything else. He knew that his mother couldn't sleep well unless she saw with her own eyes that he was safe and sound.
"Mom, I'm going to the main room first."
When Zhang Shuguang arrived at the door of the main hall, his grandparents had already come out to greet him with kerosene lamps.
"How's it going? Grandson, is everything going well?"
The old couple looked their eldest grandson up and down carefully with the help of kerosene lamp.
"Grandpa and grandma, everything is going well. Let's go back to the house and talk."
Zhang Shuguang hid his head back. The burning kerosene lamp had a strange smell and produced black smoke.
"Old man, please move aside. Can't you see my eldest grandson is still carrying a basket? You don't even show any understanding."
The old lady turned around and said to the old man behind her.
"Blame me, it's all my fault, grandson, come in quickly."
The old man was not angry and quietly made way for the door.
"Grandma, please stop bullying my grandpa. It was you who was holding me in front."
Zhang Shuguang let his grandmother hold his hand and walk into the main room.
"It's okay. I've been bullied by her all my life. I'm used to it."
The old man was obviously enjoying it, so Zhang Shuguang didn't say anything else.
The old couple has their own way of getting along. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten. As long as they are happy, that's fine.
"Grandpa and grandma, I exchanged some money and some food, and bought shoes for everyone."
Zhang Shuguang put the backpack on the ground and started taking things out one by one, including rice and flour, which he had just put into the backpack.
When Su Hong came in from outside, the whole table was already filled with things.
"Grandson, you three little ones can just buy a pair of shoes. Why are you wasting money on us?"
Including the ones I bought and the ones I got for free, there are ten pairs of shoes, which is a huge pile.
"Mom, these are all fine grains. This bag is rice, and this bag is flour."
Su Hong's exclamation instantly attracted the attention of the old couple.
"This child, you child."
Liu Guixiang gasped in pain and felt it was difficult to breathe.
"I've already told you I should go with him tonight. He's a sixteen-year-old kid, and with all the money in his hands, why would he care about the cost of grains?"
The old man felt both regret and self-blame.
The bags of rice and flour are both this big. If I switch to whole grains, it will take many more days to eat them!
"Grandpa and grandma, meat is incredibly expensive on the black market right now. It can be sold for three yuan per pound. After buying shoes and food for our whole family, I still have a hundred yuan left!"
Zhang Shuguang handed a large black roll of paper from his pocket to his grandmother.
The second wife and the old couple did not split up, and Liu Guixiang has always been the head of the family.
"My good grandson is really capable. He was able to catch a wild boar by digging a trap and brought so much money and food to the family.
It's all your father's fault for being such a loser, for forcing my darling grandson to support the family at such a young age."
Every time Liu Guixiang praises her grandson, she pulls her son out and gives him a beating. The whole family has long been accustomed to it.
"It's really just a hundred dollars! My eldest grandson is so amazing!"
Liu Guixiang counted it several times in a row. It was the first time in the old woman's life that she had earned so much money at once.
Before his second son got into trouble, the monthly allowance for battalion-level cadres was over a hundred yuan, but Zhang Xiangnan had always been righteous and would send money to the homes of his fallen comrades every month.
In addition, there is Zhang Xiangdong's family of vampires, and the amount of money that can be sent home in a month is limited. This is also the reason why his family immediately fell into trouble after he got into trouble.
"Stop counting! You'll tear the money up if you keep counting. Your eldest grandson ran twenty miles back and forth, and you didn't even ask if he was hungry."
Looking at his wife's greed for money, the old man said happily.
"Yes, grandson, I have some flour at home. I'll make you a bowl of dumpling soup. Pair it with the braised meat we had during the day. It will satisfy your hunger and quench your thirst."
Liu Guixiang walked towards the kitchen carrying the bag of noodles.
"Mom, take a rest, let me do it!"
Su Hong followed him to the kitchen.
"Grandson, come and sit down and have a rest. Talk to grandpa. The meal will be ready soon."
The old man looked at the table full of cloth shoes, rice and one hundred yuan, feeling both proud and sad.
If his second son hadn't been in trouble, his grandson would be in high school by now, right? Why would he need to go up the mountain to dig traps and go to the black market in the middle of the night?
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