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Chapter 128 Director Fu

These words were neither embarrassing nor embarrassing, assuming that if I don't pursue them, you can't, Xiao Pingtou waved Si Ningning to leave.

Of course, Si Ningning would not stay for long, said "Thank you, comrade", and carried the basket on his back to the river in the barren grassland.

Judging from this posture, the black market should not open today.

But there is no way, I have already said to pick up people, and I can't turn back in front of this group of people.

As Si Ningning was walking, when he passed by the people squatting in the corner, he glanced sideways, and the raised sword eyebrows decorated with powder powder froze for a moment, then looked away in an instant, and his expression returned to normal.

She knew what was waiting for those people.

But no way.

This is one of the biggest risks of being on the black market in this era.

Are they poor?

Of course poor.

But she couldn't help them.

I went to the lighthouse to see that the black market did not open today.

The original plan didn't work, so Si Ningning could only find another way out.

After squatting in the grass for another half an hour, Si Ningning got up and walked back after guessing that those people had already left.

If the black market is not open, then you can only go to other places to find a way out.

The concentration of population is a good thing and a bad thing. The good thing is that there are always a few rich people among the poor.

The bad thing is that there is a large flow of people, and the secret security work is not easy to control.

But after thinking about it, Si Ningning made up his mind to find out the direction of the wind first.

There are not many opportunities for her to come out, and she doesn't know when she will come out next time, so she must seize this opportunity well.

And since you plan to take this path, how can you not take risks?

She has space in her hands, and the risk she takes is much smaller than other losers.

Take it easy, take it easy...

Silently muttering in his heart, Si Ningning had already left the barren grassland, and gradually returned to the main street around the corner.

She walked along the street and looked around, and finally noticed the town clinic at the fork of the main street, to be precise, the residential area behind the town clinic.

Si Ningning was standing on the main street. From her angle, she could vaguely see the clotheslines stretched under the eaves of the houses on the side of the alley. The clothes hanging on them seemed to be about [-]% to [-]% new in color, and some were patched. Some have none of the patches.

Intuition told Si Ningning that it was probably the only "rich area" in the entire Bahe Town.

Without even thinking about it, Si Ningning stepped forward directly.

After actually passing through the alley, Si Ningning realized that this area of ​​residential buildings was different from other places.

Because of the climate in the south, when building a house, the walls are generally higher than those in the north, and the roof is also pointed to make it easier for rainwater to slide down.

Standing on the main street and looking in, you can't see anything, but when you go in, you will find that the houses one after another, although they are the height of common brick and tile houses, are divided into two floors, and the windows are very densely distributed.

From the perspective of specifications, it is very similar to the specifications of the Tongzilou in the old community of later generations. The first impression is that the room layout inside must be very crowded.

"You can be more clever with your mouth for a while. If you miss this village, you won't have this shop. You old man, I have paid a lot of money this time!"

"Oh, I got it, Dad, how many times have you been talking about it! Straighten your back for a while, tell the leader to watch your spirits, and behave well, right? I've remembered it all, so don't worry!"

Just looking at it, there was a sudden conversation behind him.

Si Ningning turned her head to look, and saw a middle-aged man leading a young man with an inch-length head hurriedly walking towards her through the alley, or in other words, towards the residential building behind her.

The middle-aged man's foggy blue gown turned white from washing, with a net bag containing red yeast rice wine in his left hand, and an oiled paper package pasted with red paper in his right hand.

Look at the young man again, he is wearing black trousers on his lower body, it may be hot, the trouser legs are rolled up to below the knees, and he is wearing a small vest on his upper body, the exposed elbows are greasy from the sun, but it can also reflect that this age is rare. Strong physique.

The young man was also carrying something in his hand, it was a heavy bamboo basket, and he couldn't see what was inside.

The two were in a hurry and didn't notice Si Ningning on the side, but Si Ningning got clues from their conversation.

"Leadership" and "performance", isn't this just about relying on relationships?

The leaders are all living here, so it can indeed prove something, at least it can show that her initial judgment is not wrong.

There really are "rich people" here.

Si Ningning looked around, and coincidentally, there was a tree stump sheltering from the sun at her feet. She sat down and pretended to rest, but actually paid attention to the whereabouts of the father and son.

See which doorway they entered, so as to use it as a reference for the target of "starting".

But the father and son didn't seem to be very smart. There were six door openings in a row of buildings.

Si Ningning guessed that the two of them probably didn't even know which household in the building the so-called "leader" lived in.

Sure enough, the young man stomped his feet and complained: "Father, are you doing well?! Where does the leader live?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, Lao Zhang said, Director Fu's house lives behind the health center, if you can't find it, look for the camphor tree. There is a camphor tree right in front of Director Fu's house! Let's look for the camphor tree first... ..."

"..."

Sinning was speechless.

It really made her guess right.

The father and son didn't have any ink marks, they turned their heads around looking for the camphor tree.

Si Ningning's eyes turned accordingly. In this alley, there was not a single sapling, let alone a big camphor tree.

This time, Si Ningning was also at a loss.

Don't be so wrong, right? !

The three of them fell into suspicion. At this moment, in the alley behind them, there was a "ding ding" sound from a bicycle, followed by a voice: "Hey, Comrade Zhou Limin, is that you?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged man among the father and son turned his head, his blank eyes lit up, and he walked a few steps towards the alley, "Director Fu, alas, you are back!"

Zhou Limin stuffed things into the front frame of Director Fu's bicycle, and spit out words like cannonballs: "These are not worth anything. I heard that the granddaughter of your family, Director, is about to turn five years old. Come over to say congratulations. Don't worry!" dislike."

"Hey, don't do it, you can't do it." Fu Hongshu hurriedly freed up a hand to push the thing back, "Well, I know that, the rubber factory is really full now, and I don't recruit workers. I really can't help you."

Director Fu tilted his head and glanced while talking.

There were two young men in the alley, and he looked back and forth for a while, not sure which one was Zhou Limin's son, but when he saw Si Ningning, he froze for a moment.

Si Ningning was also stunned, both of them saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Director Fu immediately changed his mind, pointed at Si Ningning and asked Zhou Limin, "Is this your son? Zhou Yingzhe?"

Zhou Limin seemed to notice Si Ningning only at this time, took a look and shook his head quickly, "No, no, Director Fu, that is my eldest son."

Zhou Limin pointed back at his son.

Director Fu's eyes flickered, and he said "Oh", with a formulaic smile on his face, and said: "A few days ago, the tree in the alley was cut down, and it's very hot here, don't worry about it, come upstairs with me first. Sit down and have a cup of tea."

Said, pushing the bicycle to go ahead.

Zhou Limin responded repeatedly, and his eyes signaled Zhou Yingzhe to follow.

"You son of a bitch, stand up for me, don't act like his mother is smoking a big cigarette!" Zhou Limin gave his son a fierce look.

It's just that the three of them didn't take a few steps, when Director Fu suddenly stopped and stepped on the bicycle stand, said in a hurry, "wait for me", and then went straight to Si Ningning.

"Little brother, what a coincidence." Director Fu squatted in front of Si Ningning, deliberately lowering his voice, "Where did you get the news? You came after my door just for a rice bag?"

The corners of Si Ningning's mouth twitched, and his lip twitched, and said, "I said it was a coincidence, do you believe it?"

The reason why both parties showed surprise just now was because they recognized each other as yesterday's loser/buyer.

"Hahaha, letter!" Director Fu laughed twice, turned his head to look at the father and son surnamed Zhou, and said in a low voice: "It's not convenient for me, you sit here for a while, I will go upstairs and let my mother-in-law come down .”

Director Fu's eyes were meaningful, and Si Ningning immediately understood and nodded.

Director Fu didn't stop there, went back to the bicycle, picked up the bicycle and locked it in the corridor of the doorway, and led the father and son surnamed Zhou upstairs.

During this period, Zhou Limin and his son looked back at Si Ningning several times.

Si Ning waited peacefully. When she was bored, she moved her buttocks, and suddenly she was kicked. She reached out and touched the tree stump, and brought out a hand of sawdust. She probably understood that this was the camphor tree that Zhou Limin mentioned earlier.

It had just been cut down, and she sat on the remaining tree stump. No wonder she couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

A middle-aged woman wearing an army green cardigan with short sleeves quickly ran out of the door opening in the corridor.

The middle-aged woman looked around. The alley was empty, and she saw a well-dressed young man standing under the shade of the wall.

After thinking about it, it is likely to be this person, the woman did not hesitate, and strode closer, "Little comrade, is this your pocket?"

"Yes." Si Ningning nodded and stood up.

"My name is Zhang Yuemei, comrades don't dislike it, just call me Aunt Yuemei." Zhang Yuemei smiled, and at the same time looked at Si Ningning calmly, her eyes fell on Si Ningning's back basket with fabric covering her legs more often .

She handed the rice bag to Si Ningning, glanced at the alley, and made sure that no one was strolling outside during meal time, then she approached Si Ningning and whispered furtively, "My family asked me to ask if you have some in your hand this time. What? If it matches, let me buy some more."

Si Ningning calmly rolled up the rice bag and stuffed it into his pocket, and said with a smile: "Auntie, I have a lot of relationships, so just tell me what you want, even if I don't have it right now, maybe I can have it next time, you can give it to me." You send it over."

In this era, the "waiters" in supply and marketing cooperatives and state-owned stores are all iron rice bowls, let alone leaders, and the job benefits are not to mention. Give outsiders a handle.

Si Ningning was very relieved of the transaction with Director Fu, so he didn't hide it.

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Yuemei's eyes, her slightly triangular eyes narrowed, and she asked tentatively half suspiciously: "Then, that meat, do you have any meat?"

Zhang Yuemei didn't believe in Si Ningning's "supernatural powers", but at the same time, an inexplicable expectation arose in her heart.

What if?
Thinking about it, Zhang Yuemei added excitedly, "What price?"

Of course Ningning has meat, there are ten slaughtered pigs in the space, but she didn't cut them into pieces, let alone weigh them.

Si Ningning sighed secretly, and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence today, there is no pork, but aunt, I have a roasted duck, which weighs three and a half catties and nearly four catties. Three yuan each, no ticket required."

Si Ningning squatted down in response, grabbed the basket on his back so that the mouth of the basket faced his arms, and turned his hands to avoid the sight of outsiders, and dumped out of the space two military water bottles, a small half bag of rice, and a bag that was still tightly packed. Steaming roast duck.

She pretended to be vigilant and looked around, beckoning Zhang Yuemei to look around after a while.

The roast duck was so tightly covered that nothing could be seen, but Zhang Yuemei saw at a glance the same bag as the rice bag she had just returned to Si Ningning.

Zhang Yuemei picked up the basket and asked, "This, is this rice? It's the same as last time?"

"Yes, this bag weighs eight taels a catty, and fifty cents a catty is two yuan four. Do you want it?"

It should be about the same.

A full bag of unopened rice weighed 30 catties. Si Ningning sold 25 catties yesterday, and the remaining five catties grabbed two handfuls of porridge last night. The ones in the bag right now are leftovers.

Zhang Yuemei had seen the rice brought back by Director Fu yesterday with her own eyes, and just now she stretched out her hand and opened the bag of rice to take a look. After confirming that it was the same rice, Zhang Yuemei nodded, "Yes, yes!"

With his hands in the basket, Si Ningning opened the bag that wrapped the roast duck a little, revealing the oily duck skin and the craving aroma inside, "Then, do you want this duck?"

It's been a long time since I saw Hun Xing, Zhang Yuemei's throat rolled from being hooked, and she almost couldn't maintain her image and let her saliva flow out.

Pork eats meat, chickens and ducks also eat meat, and they are both precious and scarce. Zhang Yuemei was too embarrassed to try to get Si Ningning to get cheaper, so she just changed her mouth and said, "This duck is really fat... that's right, little comrade. We're in short supply, if it's such a big one, can we buy half of it?"

It's not that there is no money, but even for a worker's family that has a monthly salary, five or six yuan is not a small amount, and it is always painful to pay out.

What's more, Director Fu had already spent several dollars in Si Ningning's hands yesterday.

This matter really gave Si Ningning a headache. If he sold half of it, he would have to go upstairs with Zhang Yuemei. Although he was quite relieved about the transaction, Si Ningning had to think about his personal safety.

Si Ningning made an excuse casually, "Auntie is dissatisfied with you, my wife just gave birth, I have been out for a while today, and I have to hurry back, I really don't have time to divide this duck in half...Auntie, see if this is okay, If you want rice and this duck, the money will be calculated normally, but if I give you an extra, or two candies, do you think it is okay?"

Si Ningning leaned the mouth of the basket towards himself, dug inside for a long time, and "took out" two candies wrapped in colorful candy paper.

(End of this chapter)