"I'll take care of the food, you guys go back first." Erya patted Su's mother's shoulder calmly.
"Don't do anything rash. Your father has warned me that there will be big moves soon. You can't go to that kind of place." Even Su's mother, who is so obsessed with money, hasn't set up a stall at the black market for several months. It's because the higher-ups have taken action against the black market and are strictly guarding against and cracking down on it.
I heard that many black markets were shut down and many people were arrested. Those who were arrested had to go through labor camps.
Erya shook her head, "I'm not going, I'm just going to meet a friend."
Mother Su was suspicious, "Really? Who are you meeting?"
"Grandma, you don't believe me anymore. When I was little, you didn't ask me when I went out to play. Now that I've grown up, you start to ask me all the questions." Erya said aggrievedly.
"How can that be the same? Do you want me to expose your own thoughts?"
A bunch of awful kids.
The mind grows as tall as the body.
The tricks were played right in front of her.
Little brat, I’m going to kill you.
"Tell me what I'm thinking." Erya retorted, "I don't love you anymore, I don't love you anymore. Grandma hasn't scolded me like this for many years."
"Er Ya, it's your parents' decision not to let you go there. You've been there for several years, and you know the filth there better than the rest of us. If anything happens to you, what do you expect an old woman like me to do to compensate your parents?"
Tall and bold, Erya is 1.7 meters tall but has a heart of 2 meters - you have to be on guard against her.
Su's mother burst into tears.
Arya was shaken.
Su's mother pressed on, "There are still a lot of food at home, enough for us to eat. There's no need to take risks just to satisfy our appetite."
Erya was ashamed.
A small basket of potatoes, three large cabbages, and two eggplants.
Is this considered a lot of dishes?
"Then I won't buy groceries, I'll just go meet a friend."
"Who are you meeting?"
San Ya watched the two of them practicing Tai Chi with great interest.
"Xiao Yuanxu, I'm going to see Xiao Yuanxu. We made an appointment, but I didn't tell my family because I was afraid you wouldn't agree."
There was a little person crying in Erya’s heart: I’m sorry, Xiao Yuanxu, I used you to block the bullet, I will remember to repay your kindness.
Mother Su hesitated for a long time before she gradually recovered from her shock. "Xiao Xiao, when did you make an appointment with him? Why don't you invite him to dinner at home tonight?"
"Let's talk about it later. He may not be free. Grandma, I'm leaving first," Erya said and ran away.
After making sure that Su's mother and the others had not caught up, Erya slowly walked towards the familiar old house.
“Cuckoo cuckoo.”
"Where did this dead bird come from? Go somewhere else and call. It's bad luck."
"The cuckoo calls spring and new life."
The code was successfully connected, and the mottled wooden door creaked open a crack.
Erya looked back vigilantly and quickly ran into the house.
"Sister Jia, I haven't seen you for a few days. Where did you go to make a fortune?" asked Shunzi, who was wearing only a single piece of clothing and was shaving meat.
"Hey, what's the point of making a fortune? I just need to make a living. Do you have any crucian carp and beef tendon?" Erya looked left and right at the huge pig's front leg meat. "What about ribs and shanks?"
"Yes, we have everything. How much do you want? Or should we weigh it the old way?"
"Weigh it the old way. I have a big appetite, so one is worth three. I can finish this amount in one day. Oh, and give me more shanks. I'm craving the marrow. And five pounds of front leg meat."
"Okay, I have some fresh yellow croaker here. Would you like to have two?"
"Six, please. Two is too few. Shunzi, why are you becoming more and more stingy?" Erya poured herself tea expertly. "Pah, the tea leaves are all from last year. Shunzi, is your business so slow lately?"
The young man named Shunzi sighed, "It's more than just cold, there's almost no business. Those police officers are squatting on the black market day and night, and I can't sell my goods at all. I only dare to take this front leg meat after a regular customer has placed an order."
"If you ask me, you should just take a few months off. You know the difference between earning less and staying in jail. There's no need to live on the edge of a knife." Erya advised earnestly, as if the rebellious girl who had just chatted with Su's mother was not her.
"I would like to, but my son Fuzi is still in the hospital. If I don't make more money, I can't even afford the bed fee, let alone the tens of thousands of dollars in surgery fees."
He was adopted by Grandpa Fuzi.
But Grandpa Fuzi did not discriminate against him because he was not his biological son, and sent him to school as soon as he reached the age.
He was not ambitious and dropped out of school after junior high school. Grandpa Fuzi then asked people everywhere to help him learn a craft.
If Fuzi had not fallen ill, he would have been a well-known carpenter in the village.
But...there are not so many ifs in life.
"As long as you want to stop, I will take care of the medical expenses, but I have only one request. When I contact you again, you have to work for me unconditionally. I will pay you a salary every month. Although it is not as much as you earn here, you don't have to hide." Erya was worried when she thought of her thick stack of plans.
The more passionate you are when writing, the more difficult it will be to implement.
The manpower issue alone is enough to make her worry.
"Are you serious?" Shunzi jumped up excitedly, and it took a lot of effort to barely suppress the joy in his heart.
"Well, of course. I, Jia Ren, make a promise with a single word. If you don't believe me, we can put it in writing as proof." Erya crossed her legs and leaned forward. "Shunzi, all these things must be moved out by the day after tomorrow at the latest. If you believe me, then do it. If you don't, then just pretend you didn't hear anything."
Shunzi looked at Erya thoughtfully, "Xin, although I don't know what you've been through, and why you came to the black market to make a living at such a young age, but when I look at you, I see myself. If I don't even trust myself, who else can I trust?"
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