"Are you still going there?" Li Yiling was in a good mood after beating up the scumbag, and he especially wanted to bully Yang Zhaozhao, the scumbag.
With him around, there are still people who want to take advantage of her. They want to die!
"Go, why not?" I've already arrived at the county, and if I don't go, it would be a waste of all the trouble.
They went to the house and visited Lin Xiaofang first.
Lin Xiaofang recuperated for a few days and looked much better. "Why are you here? You must be exhausted after such a long journey. I'll ask He Wei to get you some water to warm you up."
"I had something to do, so I happened to come and see you. I'm relieved to see that you look good!" Yang Zhaozhao put down the rice and flour. In this era, food was in short supply. If you didn't have enough food coupons, you couldn't buy food even if you had money.
Although the hospital cafeteria did have steamed buns, not everyone had that many food coupons, so most people brought their own food to the hospital and cooked it themselves.
In addition to rice and flour, Yang Zhaozhao also brought thirty eggs.
Lin Xiaofang received compensation from Li Weihua and gave Yang Zhaozhao 2,300 yuan: "Li Lihua came to me yesterday to admit her mistake and compensated for the medical expenses."
"She told me." It was Yang Zhaozhao who should pay, and she accepted it without hesitation. As for the car rental, Yang Zhaozhao didn't even say a word and paid for it himself.
"I'm sorry for you this time. I'll treat you to a meal when I recover." Lin Xiaofang didn't expect Yang Zhaozhao to stand up for her, and was shocked when the police came to question her.
Knowing it was Li Lihua, she was still very disappointed.
I know that Li Lihua has not been spoiled since she was a child, and she is not inherently bad. Who would have thought that she could do such a thing.
If it weren't for Yang Zhaozhao, Lin Xiaofang knew that she would definitely not be able to keep her child.
He Wei said that he would invite them out for dinner at a state-owned restaurant. This time, Li Weihua paid 3,000 yuan in compensation, and the remaining 70,000 yuan was the most money he had ever earned in his life.
Yang Zhaozhao refused, she still wanted to go to Heiyu to have a look.
I bought some antiques from No. 7 Shitou Lane a while ago. Except for the calligraphy and painting, the other items were not valuable. After testing, they were all worth three to five thousand yuan, and there was even one worth fifteen thousand yuan.
So in the end I paid back more than 45,000.
Currently, Yang Zhaozhao still lacks 182,993 yuan.
There was a black market near the hospital. Yang Zhaozhao wanted to go and have a look, and Li Yiling also said he wanted to look for a book. The two agreed to have dinner at a state-owned restaurant in the evening.
Yang Zhaozhao's sense of taste has recovered today. It's not easy, it's already been a month.
Yang Zhaozhao wanted to treat herself. Neither in her previous life nor in this life, she had been able to eat at a state-owned restaurant. In a few days, the state-owned restaurant would close and be replaced by another restaurant.
I can’t eat it anymore if I want to!
The navigation took us to a nearby black market, and it was quite lively. The weather was nice that day, with no snow and sunshine. Many people were willing to go out when the weather was good.
They were all exchanged for food, drink and daily necessities, and Yang Zhaozhao had no shortage of them. She took off her apron, revealing her red nose from the cold, and sniffed the air. In addition to the dry smell of the cold wind, she could also faintly smell the scent of antiques.
Following the sound, I sniffed over and saw a half-grown child holding something wrapped in rags. The fragrance was coming from inside.
It happened that she was buying some antiques. Yang Zhaozhao's eyes lit up and he smiled at the little girl: "Little sister, how much is that thing you have in your hand?"
The little girl was probably going out to exchange things for the first time, so she was very nervous. She stared at Yang Zhaozhao with her rabbit-like eyes. Seeing that she was a very friendly sister, she relaxed her guard a little.
"One...one..." the little girl spoke timidly.
Yang Zhaozhao raised an eyebrow. "I need to see the item before I can decide on the price. Would you mind showing it to me?"
The little girl glanced around warily and gave Yang Zhaozhao a look. The two of them looked at the thing in her rags behind her back. It was a bronze sculpture.
It is very beautifully cast and it doesn't look like an ordinary item.
A pleasant smell came to her nose. Yang Zhaozhao knew that it was a valuable thing and she would not miss it.
Looking at the skinny girl, wearing tattered clothes, with chilblains on her hands and face, shivering in the cold weather, Yang Zhaozhao said, "It's a nice thing. Are you sure you only want one?"
The little girl thought Yang Zhaozhao was being too critical, so she said nervously, "Grandpa said this is a good thing. If my dad wasn't dying and needed money for medicine, he wouldn't have given it to me. A few yuan isn't expensive at all. If you like it, just keep it!"
She has been out for three days, but unfortunately she hasn't found a buyer yet. If she can't sell it, her father won't be able to go to the hospital, and they will be without a father.
Thinking of this, the little girl couldn't help crying pitifully: "Sister, please buy it!"
Sister, no need to beg, I will definitely buy it.
Yang Zhaozhao asked, "How much does your father's medical treatment cost?"
"The doctor said that my father's illness was caused by fatigue and hunger, and he would need about five or six thousand yuan, but this is the only valuable thing we have at home." The little girl felt that life was too difficult. Now she didn't want anything else but her father to be alive so that they still had someone to rely on.
Yang Zhaozhao felt sad when he heard this. In this era, many people died of starvation instead of illness.
Yang Zhaozhao took out six taels of silver and handed it to her: "Your item is very good, I'll take it. Here's six taels of silver, take it back and take it to your father for treatment!"
The little girl's eyes widened: "Six?"
Yang Zhaozhao nodded, stuffed the money into the bag, took the bronze vessel, put it in the space, and took off the apron from around her neck and wrapped it around the little girl's exposed neck, which was frozen blue.
"It's cold, go back early!" Yang Zhaozhao is not a heartless person. If you treat her badly, she will repay you double.
When you see someone in need, you will feel sympathy for them. It's okay to help them when you can.
She is not short of money now, but she is in debt.
The little girl was filled with gratitude, her eyes red as she looked at Yang Zhaozhao. The warmth on her neck made her realize that winter is not only cold, but also warm: "Thank you, sister. You are a good person, and good people will be rewarded!"
Yang Zhaozhao smiled, watched the little girl leave, and wandered around the black market for a while, but unfortunately she didn't find anything. She could only go to another black market to have a look.
The lights at the air-raid shelter had opened again. When Yang Zhaozhao emerged, someone recognized her and asked if she still had a bicycle: "It's cold to ride a bicycle now!"
"It's cold to walk, it's better to have a car!" Industrial tickets are not easy to get, so if they can buy bicycles without tickets, they are very willing to do so.
Yang Zhaozhao smiled and said that she didn't have any at the moment. She was looking for antiques in the dark. She was almost sniffing her nose out, but she still didn't smell any antiques. Yang Zhaozhao was a little disappointed.
At this time, Wang Dajun came over and said, "Wait a minute, comrade. I have something to tell you."
Yang Zhaozhao recognized the captured Wang Dajun and smiled, "What's the matter?"
"Are you still selling your bicycle?"
Seeing Yang Zhaozhao's alertness, Wang Dajun said, "I see what you are looking for. You know I am most familiar with the black market. If there is anything you want, I can ask for you."
Yang Zhaozhao raised her eyebrows. Why didn’t she think of finding an agent?
I have been doing it myself before, but I still can’t find it.
Wang Dajun must have his own connections to be able to take over this air-raid shelter as a black box.
If you use it well...
Thinking of this, Yang Zhaozhao smiled: "Can you really ask me?"
"Of course you can. Can you put a few more of your bicycles in our black market to sell?" Wang Dajun thought that the more things the black market bought, the more protection fees they would collect.
"Okay, but I need something, and I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to find it." Yang Zhaozhao was very willing to find an errand boy for her so that she wouldn't have to run around.
"As long as there is a needle on the ground, I can find it. If it's hard to find, just look for it more!" Wang Dajun is also a straightforward person.
Yang Zhaozhao liked to associate with straightforward people. She said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Old stuff, do you have it?"
Wang Dajun's eyes flashed, and a confident smile appeared on his shrewd face: "Then you really found the right person. Not only old things, but even underground people, I have connections."
Yang Zhaozhao: “…”
Was I hit by a pie?
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