Father Chu is not as confused as Chu Wendong. The black market has existed for several years. Every family sells the food they are reluctant to eat on the black market, and then buys what they need.

There is a saying that is right, existence is reasonable.

Chu's father won't say anything, and he won't go to the black market, but it's impossible to cause damage, won't his conscience hurt?

Chu Wendong was still afraid of her father, so he drank a bowl of porridge, fed his daughter an egg yolk, rolled the remaining egg white into a pancake, and left after eating.

Chu's mother asked: "Do you want to talk to the boss? Speculation is not a trivial matter. Please tell the boss to stay away from her."

"How can you, a rural woman, do so many things? The boss is a child? Can't you tell the difference between good and bad?"

Chu's mother was worried and walked three miles to Chu Wensong's house (Sister Chu's). She told her orally that Chu Wenqiu had written for her and told her about Su Yian's "speculation". She would arrive at Chu Wensong's house in about a week.

in hand.

Chu Wenqiu's feelings were different from those of Chu's mother, Chu Wendong. She was more curious, "Mom, my eldest brother likes someone so powerful? He dares to sell things on the black market."

"Shh, your dad won't let me tell you. Just remind your eldest brother to pay attention. Everything else has nothing to do with us."

Su Yian went to the black market again the next day. This time he brought sixteen kilograms and seven taels, and it was sold out at almost ten o'clock.

The last part of the pelvic floor, which was about three or four ounces in size, was given to the old man in the neighboring stall. His wife had been paralyzed in bed for five years.

Su Yian confiscated the money.

From now on, Su Jianjun came alone and exercised twice, feeling somewhat confident.

Previously, the profits were split between the two companies at 40-50 points, but now that Su Yian has withdrawn and is only responsible for the business, the profit ratio has been changed to 50-50 points.

Su Yian received another call from Chu Wensong that day.

Recently, Company Commander Chu has made a lot of calls, and his monthly allowance has been contributed to telecommunications.

"What are you doing?"

"Go to work, draw, and mess around."

"The ginger you sent me last time was very effective. This year the ginger is frozen younger than the previous few years. They all said it was very useful and asked me to thank you on their behalf."

"It's enough for medium use. Do you need me to send some more?"

"No need, I know the method, just get it from the local fellows."

Chu Wensong changed the subject, "I have something else to ask you for help."

"If you have any questions, just tell me. If I can help, I will definitely help. If I can't help, there's nothing I can do."

"I have a brother I grew up with. He works in the canteen of a county food factory. What he likes is the little fish sauce you make. He makes it a side dish for the employees in winter."

"Okay, but I'm very busy right now. I have to find time to do it. What's the price? If it's too cheap, I might as well take a break."

Chu Wensong was amused by Su Yian's straightforwardness, "How about sixty cents per pound? If you can't make it, give me less. If you make more, give me more. There is no quantitative requirement."

Going to the black market requires a lot of work in the middle of the night and is scary. Who wouldn’t want to go through serious channels when there are serious channels?

"Okay, Captain Chu has already spoken. I can't shirk it. I'll bring my things and take a look in two days... By the way, what's your brother's name?"

Chu Wensong said his name, and Su Yian remembered it.

"Su Yian, haven't you changed your mind yet?"

"Captain Chu, do you want to ask this question every day?"

"I would like to ask you a question every day, can you give me an answer?"

It's not face to face, Su Yian is not so reserved, "Next year, I haven't thought about it yet, and I'm not sure whether you are worthy of my trust... If we have to describe the relationship between us as a relationship, I feel that I am the passive recipient, just like you

The route has been arranged, I just need to lift my legs and walk."

Generally speaking, Chu Wensong’s machismo ideology exists objectively.

"Okay, I'll give you some time, and I'll also give you some advice. I'll write a letter in half a month, and I've already written four. You've only replied to one. No matter what, you'll have to reply to two."

Su Yian laughed, "I have nothing to write about, so I just draw pictures, do embroidery, eat three meals a day, and listen to those women's daily necessities and the embarrassing stories of men and children."

"It's okay, just write these things down. I'm not bothered. If you really don't want to write, just write two words and send it over."

"What two words?"

"Read."

Su Yian couldn't help but laugh. He also had an interesting soul with his ice face. How could he scare other children into tears?

"Hey, Captain Chu, your family sent a matchmaker here, was it you who arranged it?"

"Yes, I seem to have made a mistake."

"How did you convince your family? Do they know that I am divorced?"

"Everyone in your family knows about your situation. It's me who chooses my life partner, not them, so I don't intend to listen to their opinions. Fortunately, my father is an old party member with high consciousness, so he doesn't object... Don't worry, I won't let you

You are helpless, you can always give your back to me."

Su Yian's nose was sore. She had never experienced a proposal in her two lives, so the proposal oath was nothing more than that, right? Fortunately, Su Yian's reason was still there, so she said "I'll reply" and hung up the phone in a hurry.

If you want to ask Su Yian how he feels about Chu Wensong, he does have a good impression. If you want to say that you won't marry unless you are a gentleman, you won't marry unless you are talking about it.

After get off work, Su Yihong forced Su Yi'an to go to the consignment store. There were no needles for making shoes, so she had to buy a few.

"You don't know Ye Siyuan, or don't you know where the door of the agency is facing?"

"I just want to go with you, can't I?"

In the embroidery factory, there were not many people of similar age to her, so she felt more comfortable being with Su Yian.

At the agency, I actually saw Xie Jinnian. After all, this was the second meeting between the two after the divorce.

"Do you want to buy anything?" Xie Jinnian spoke first.

"I'm not buying anything to accompany my sister."

Xie Jinnian bought a pack of snacks, two mustard greens, a box of matches, and various other things. Ye Siyuan used an abacus to pick out the items, which amounted to more than three yuan.

Ye Siyuan asked while collecting the money: "Brother Nian, is uncle feeling better?"

"Much better, just a cold."

The cowshed was drafty from all sides, so it was easy to imagine that Xie Zhijian had a hard time this winter. Xie Jinnian borrowed cotton stamps and asked the parents of the students to make a thick quilt, and the situation got better.

As soon as Xie Jinnian left, Su Yihong whispered: "You deserve it. If you don't have good intentions, even God can't stand it."

Su Yian patted Su Yihong's hand and said, "Forget it, it's all over. He didn't turn over. I'm not unlucky. God is still fair."

If it weren't for Xie Zhijian, her marriage to Xie Jinnian probably wouldn't have been divorced so smoothly. From this point of view, it was also Xie Zhijian's contribution.

Su Yihong bought needles and thread, two of each model.
Chapter completed!