Chapter 19 19 Sang Dazhuang’s livelihood, catching up with the market

In another dilapidated private house, Sang Dazhuang was picking through a pile of goods.

I got two canned fruits and a few big, red apples. This piece of cloth is pretty and I need it to make clothes for my wife. I also got a pound of fruit candies to sweeten my wife’s mouth.

Zhao Qiang's mouth twitched as he watched from the side. He seriously suspected that his brother Zhuang was engaging in the black market just to make it easier for Yuzhi to eat and drink.

To raise a woman who doesn't have him in her heart, who doesn't have him in her eyes, and who is full of complaints about him, to keep her white and tender, her whole family is afraid of being said, and is dressed in rags, worse than a beggar, tsk, what kind of unique thing is this?

man.

It's a good thing that I'm not a woman, otherwise I would have killed off the elm branches and done it myself.

Thinking of that woman in Yuzhi, Zhao Qiang became angry. His strong brother Zhuang was so manipulated by her that he suffered a lot.

Sitting in that rural corner of Gubai Brigade all day, digging hard in the fields for food, wasting a great talent, what a sin.

However, his strong brother couldn't listen to the advice, and he was so frightened that he was completely devoted to that woman.

Seeing that Sang Dazhuang still had another choice, he hurriedly said: "Brother Zhuang, if you take too much back, it will be easy to say if someone finds out. Then there will be a lot of trouble and the family will not stop."

Sang Dazhuang paused, remembering that someone might search his home in the past few days, so he had to take less.

"Okay, come back later." Sang Dazhuang stopped regretfully, and tied up the lively pheasant next to him, as well as the deerskin boots wrapped tightly in newspapers, and put them in the backpack with other things.

Carry it back later.

Zhao Qiang pursed his lips. With so many things, it was enough to raise a pig. Whose daughter-in-law raised them like this?

"Brother Zhuang, there will be a big market in a few days. Should we get some things to sell?"

Sang Dazhuang thought for a while, selling things on the market is safe, but cheaper than on the black market. Now that he has a lot of things, it doesn't matter if he changes a little.

"Go ahead, call a few more brothers, get a small amount each, sell them separately, don't be too eye-catching."

"Understood, this isn't our first time, be careful. Brother Zhuang, Dahei asked us when we will continue going to the black market. It's been several months, and we can't see any money, so everyone is feeling unhappy."

Sang Dazhuang frowned: "What's going on with the black market recently?"

"strict."

Sang Dazhuang's face suddenly darkened: "Since you are strict, do you still need to ask me?"

Zhao Qiang hurriedly spoke out to comfort him: "Brother Zhuang, don't be angry. This little guy said that the black market is not strict anymore, so there is no need. I have the thing in hand. If I don't get it out sooner, it would be a pity if it gets broken."

The main reason is that those people have been working hard with Sang Da for many years, and have had a smooth sailing. They have not suffered too much, earned a lot, and their ambitions have been raised. They always have the greatest pride of the world, and they are not afraid of anything.

Sang Dazhuang had the confidence to do anything. If he didn't make any money for a day, he would feel like he had lost a million dollars, so he felt panicked and complained in his heart.

Sang Dazhuang snorted coldly: "I'm afraid they are saying that I am as timid as a mouse, and that I will shrink back at the slightest sign of trouble. The more I live over the years, the more I go back."

Zhao Qiang sneered: "How can that be possible? Brother Zhuang's courage has been witnessed by all of us." In fact, it was even worse. He said that Sang Dazhuang had been thinking about women all day long and was worthless and useless.

Zhao Qiang doesn't like the typical person who picks up the bowl to eat and then puts the bowl down to scold his mother.

"Hmph, don't fool me with nice words. Qiangzi, you have been with me for so many years, and you know what kind of person I am. We are in this business, and if we look around a little, we will be sent in.

If I hadn't been alert, we would have gone in there countless times."

"I think there is no problem in doing this. I am old and young. I earn money to make my family live well, not to die. I would rather earn less and ensure safety. This is my bottom line."

"Although the black market has always been strict, I believe you can also feel that the strictness this time is different from the past. I treat you as a brother and explain to you calmly. If you listen, then do as I say. If you don't listen,

Take your share and do whatever you want, I won't stop you."

"You can also pass this on to other people. Those who follow me, Sang Dazhuang, should be obedient. Those who don't want to follow me, I will give them a lot of things. Just leave. Everyone can nod and say hello when we meet in the future, but

If something happens, don't blame me for not warning you, and don't blame me for not helping."

Zhao Qiang became anxious when he heard that the gang was about to break up: "Brother Zhuang, you saved my life from Xiong Xiazi. At that time, I said that my life is yours. As long as I have a breath, I will save my life."

I have to follow you, but you can’t leave me alone.”

Zhao Qiang was very hungry and went up the mountain to look for food. He met a blind bear and was rescued by Sang Dazhuang who went up the mountain to hunt. Then he followed Sang Dazhuang. He was truly grateful to Sang Dazhuang and followed him with all his heart.

Never thought of leaving.

Sang Dazhuang didn't doubt Zhao Qiang's loyalty, but he didn't like to force her, nor did he like too many ties. He had to treat the little daughter-in-law of the family with all his heart, and he really couldn't devote much energy to other people.

"I said at the beginning that there is no need to talk about repaying a favor or not. It was just a coincidence that I saved you. I also sold that bear for a lot of money. We don't owe each other. You have to thank me during the holidays.

Just give me some food, there is no need to take risks with me."

Zhao Qiang's eyes were red, and he said in a sullen voice: "I just want to follow you, and I will follow you for the rest of my life."

When he spoke, his eyes were full of resentment, staring at Sang Dazhuang, as if he was a scumbag who had abandoned his chaff.

Sang Dazhuang had goosebumps all over his body when he saw it: "Okay, okay, don't fucking disgust me. Pass on what I just said, sort out everything, divide those who are leaving, and find a safe place for the rest."

Leave it in a special place, waiting for me to arrange it. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, everyone is relaxed and relaxed, there is endless money to make, and life is the most important."

As long as he doesn't tell him to leave, Zhao Qiang will agree to anything: "Okay, I'll listen to Brother Zhuang."

After explaining everything here, Sang Dazhuang carried his things and went home.

Ever since his wife no longer hates him, every time he goes out he feels like returning home and is so beautiful.

When we got home, we had just lunch, which was simple Chinese cabbage stewed with oil residue made by Yuzhi, and pancakes stuck to the side of the pot.

Both mother and son were admirers of Yuzhi. After the meal, they were so full of praise that Yuzhi didn't know what to say.

Anyway, there was nothing left in the large basin, and most of it went into Sang Dazhuang's big mouth.

Sang Dazhuang put away the dishes and said, "My wife made it so delicious. Don't make it again. I'll be too tired."

Yuzhi glared at Sang Dazhuang: "What's the point of not being allowed to cook delicious food? If I don't cook, you can bully Mom? It's not tiring to cook. I like cooking. Mom, I will do it in the future.

Can I cook?"

This time Wang Xinfeng rarely echoed Yuzhi: "Zhizhi, you're right about that bastard thing. Stop doing it and let mom do it. You are not in good health and you still have to write. That thing takes a lot of time on your brain and you can't be tired anymore. Mom is used to it.

After dinner, I’m not tired at all, it’s just a matter of convenience.”

Yuzhi pursed her lips and hugged Wang Xinfeng's arm coquettishly: "Mom, I'm not tired, I just want to cook, just let me do it. You love me the most, so just promise me, okay?"

Wang Xinfeng was helpless: "Okay, okay, do it once in a while, okay? This is my mother's maximum concession, and I can't bargain anymore."

"Okay, mom is the best, thank you mom." She leaned over and kissed Wang Xinfeng on the face, which made Wang Xinfeng smile.

The loud voice of hahaha can be heard by the whole village.

Sang Dazhuang was ignored...

He stared at his little wife with resentment, wondering why he didn't kiss him.

In the afternoon, Sang Dazhuang couldn't rest and went up the mountain to chop firewood.

Afraid of freezing elm branches, the kang was kept burning at home round the clock, wasting firewood.

Wang Xinfeng took out the shoes that Yuzhi had washed and dried and mended them, while Yuzhi cut the cloth that Sang Dazhuang had brought back.

This cloth is bright in color and can be used to make two outfits for Mulberry Ye. When there is a big market, I will buy some pieces of cloth in other colors and make several outfits for other people in the family.

I will go to school next year, leave the Gubai Brigade, dress better, and no one will say anything.

Wang Xinfeng was nearby. Looking at the size of the elm branches, he knew they were made for mulberry leaves.

He smiled and said, "Children grow up quickly, and it is not cost-effective to make new clothes. You can just make one for yourself. When Ye Zi grows up, you can make it for her."

"It's okay. I'm big and can wear it for several years. I have a lot of clothes. Ye Zi is a little girl, and all her clothes are patched, which doesn't look good. Little girls love beauty. Although our Ye Zi looks carefree, she's still a little girl.

"

Wang Xinfeng smiled and didn't try to persuade her any more. Yuzhi wanted to ease the relationship between mother and son, so she couldn't hold back.

Yuzhi is going to make jackets. I have two kilograms of new cotton at home. I will go get some more. One piece for each person is enough.

Wang Xinfeng was pleasantly surprised when she cut and sewed the elm branches with ease and fine stitches.

"Zhizhi's craftsmanship is really good."

This is the first time that Yuzhi has moved needle and thread in front of Wang Xinfeng. He had never moved before, but he couldn't.

All of her skills were learned in those few years. Although the ultimate goal was not achieved, fortunately it was not in vain and she learned something after all.

In the evening, Yuzhi took over the cooking task and said that she wanted to make carrot apples for the two children. It happened that the apples Sang Dazhuang bought were good. The chestnut cake specially made for the brother and sister was also made in two flavors, one was salty.

Yes, a sweet one, I'm afraid neither brother nor sister likes sweet food.

Yuzhi really didn't know anything about the brother and sister's hobbies. Every time he wanted to do something for them, he couldn't figure out how to do it.

In addition to two small snacks, they also made braised pork. Wang Xinfeng said that both children like to eat this.

The staple food is sweet potato pancakes, pancakes made from steamed and mashed sweet potatoes and some thick flour.

At the dinner table, Wang Xinfeng specially introduced the two children one by one, saying that Yuzhi made it specially for them.

Mulberry was as calm as ever and said: "Thank you."

Mulberry Ye pursed her lips. Under Sang Dazhuang's eager gaze, she didn't dare to say anything unpleasant and just buried her head in eating.

Although the brother and sister didn't say anything on their lips and didn't show any liking for it on their faces, judging from the way they ate it, they both liked what Yuzhi made.

Especially the sweet ones, which shows that both brother and sister like to eat sweets.
To be continued...