This was neither embarrassing nor awkward. In the attitude that if I don't hold him accountable, you can't hold him accountable, Xiao Pingtou waved his hand and told Si Ningning to leave.

Of course, Si Ningning would not stay long, so she said "Thank you, comrade", picked up the basket and headed towards the river in the deserted grassland.

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

But there was no other way. We had already said we would pick up people, so we couldn't go back in front of this group of people.

Si Ningning was walking, and when she passed by the people squatting in the corner, she glanced sideways, her eyebrows decorated with raised eyebrows flashed with a slight frown, and she looked away in an instant, and her expression returned to normal.

She knew what the outcome was waiting for those people.

But there is no way.

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

Are they pitiful?

Of course it's pitiful.

But, she can't help them.

I went to the lighthouse and saw that the black market was indeed not open today.

The original plan didn't work, so Si Ningning had no choice but to find another way out.

After squatting in the deserted grassland for another half an hour, it was estimated that those people had left, so Si Ningning got up and walked back.

If the black market is not open, you will have to find a way out elsewhere.

Concentration of population is both 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 it is difficult to control the security work.

However, after thinking about it, Si Ningning decided to explore the direction of the wind first.

There aren't many opportunities for her to come out. She doesn't know when she will come out next, so she must seize this opportunity.

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

She has space at her disposal, and the risks she takes are always much smaller than those of other bad guys.

Relax and be normal...

Silently muttering to himself, Si Ningning had already left the deserted grassland and walked around the corner back to the main street.

She walked along the street and looked around, and finally noticed the town clinic at the intersection of the main street. To be precise, it was the residential area behind the town clinic.

Si Ningning was standing on the main street. From her perspective, she could vaguely see the clothesline pulled up under the eaves of the houses on the side from the entrance of the alley. The clothes hanging on it were about 70 to 80% new, and some had a patch on them.

Some don't even have a patch.

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

Without thinking, Si Ningning headed straight for it.

After actually walking through the alley, Si Ningning realized that this residential building was different from other places.

Due to the climate in the south, when building houses, the walls are generally higher than those in the north, and the roofs are also pointed to make it easier for rainwater to slide off.

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

Judging from the specifications, it is very similar to the specifications of the Tongzi Building in the old residential areas of later generations. The first impression given to people is that the layout of the rooms inside must be very crowded.

"Please be smarter with your mouth later. If you miss this village, there won't be this shop. You and I have spent a lot of money this time!"

"Oh, I know, Dad, how many times have you said this to me! Straighten your back and ask the leader to keep your spirits up and behave well, right? I've remembered it all, so don't worry!"

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

Si Ningning turned around and saw a middle-aged man leading a short-haired young man hurriedly walking through the alley toward her, or in other words, toward the residential building where she was taking a series of pictures behind her.

The middle-aged man's foggy blue coat was washed white. He was carrying a net bag containing red yeast wine in his left hand, and an oil paper package with red paper on it in his right hand.

Look at the young man again. He is wearing black trousers. Perhaps because of the hot weather, the trouser legs are rolled up to below his knees. He is wearing a small vest on his upper body. His exposed elbows are shiny from the sun, but it also reflects the rare temperament of this era.

Strong physique.

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

The two of them were walking in a hurry and did not notice Si Ningning on the side, but Si Ningning got clues from their conversation.

"Leadership," "performance," aren't they all based on trust relationships?

The leader lives here, so it can indeed confirm something, at least it can prove that her initial judgment was not wrong.

There are indeed "rich people" here.

Si Ningning looked around, and there happened to be a tree stump sheltering from the sun at her feet. She sat down and pretended to rest, but in fact she was paying attention to the whereabouts of the father and son.

Look at which door they entered, so that it can be used as a reference for "shooting" targets later.

But the father and son didn't seem to be very smart. There were six door openings in a row of buildings. They wandered outside the six door openings, walking back and forth, but did not enter.

Si Ningning guessed that these two people might not even know which household in the building the so-called "leader"'s home was.

As expected, I heard the young man stomping his feet and grumbling: "Dad, can you do it?! Where does the leader live?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, Lao Zhang said, Director Fu's family 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...

…”

"..."

Sinningnington was speechless.

She really got it right.

The father and son didn't show any signs of ink. They turned their heads around to look for camphor trees.

Si Ningning's eyes followed, and there was no small sapling in this alley, not to mention the big camphor tree.

This time, Si Ningning was also at a loss.

Don’t really make a mistake, right?!

The three of them fell into suspicion. At this moment, a bicycle bell dinged in the alley behind them, and then a voice sounded: "Hey, Comrade Zhou Limin, is it you?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged man, father and son, turned around, his blank eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked a few steps towards the entrance of the alley, "Director Fu, oops, you are finally back!"

Zhou Limin stuffed the things into the front frame of Director Fu's bicycle, and uttered words like a cannonball: "These are not worth mentioning. I heard that your granddaughter is about to have her fifth birthday. Come here to say hello. Don't worry."

dislike."

"Hey, don't do it, you can't do this." Fu Hongshu quickly freed up a hand to push the thing back, "Well, I know what's going on. It's the rubber factory. It's really full now and we're not recruiting workers.

I really can’t help you.”

Director Fu turned his head and glanced as he spoke.

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

Si Ningning was also stunned, and both sides 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 have noticed Si Ningning just now. He took a look and shook his head quickly, "No, no, Director Fu, that one is my eldest son."

Zhou Limin pointed back at his son.

Director Fu's eyes flickered, and he said "Oh" in a neither serious nor serious way, with a formulaic smile on his face, and said: "The trees in the alley were cut down a few days ago. It's very hot here. Don't worry about anything and come upstairs with me first."

Let’s sit down and have a cup of tea.”

As he said that, he pushed the bicycle ahead.

Zhou Limin said hello repeatedly and looked at Zhou Yingzhe to follow him.

"You bastard, please straighten up your waist for me, don't act like your mother is smoking!" Zhou Limin glared at his son fiercely.

But before the three of them had gone a few steps, Director Fu suddenly stopped and stepped on the bicycle stand, hurriedly said "Wait for me", and then walked straight to Si Ningning.

"Little brother, what a coincidence." Director Fu squatted in front of Si Ningning and deliberately lowered his voice, "Where did you get the news? Are you chasing me to my door just for a rice bag?"

The corners of Si Ningning's mouth twitched, and she raised her lips and said, "I said it was a coincidence, do you believe it?"

The reason why both parties looked surprised just now was because they recognized the other party as yesterday's dealer/buyer.

"Hahaha, letter!" Director Fu laughed twice, turned his head and glanced at Zhou and his son, and whispered: "It's not convenient for me. You can sit here for a while. I will go upstairs and ask my mother-in-law to come down.

.”

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

Director Fu stopped staying, returned to the bicycle, picked up the bicycle, put it in the doorway and locked it, and led the father and son named Zhou upstairs.

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

Si Ningjing waited patiently. When she was bored, she moved her buttocks and was suddenly stung. She reached out and touched the tree stump and brought out a handful of sawdust. She probably understood that this was the camphor tree that Zhou Limin mentioned before.

It had just been chopped down, and the remaining tree stump was left by her to sit on. No wonder she couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

From the corridor door, a middle-aged woman wearing a military green cardigan and short sleeves quickly ran out.

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.
To be continued...