Thinking that some clothes have built-in pockets, Song Xi thought that Zhou Yi should also have them, so he reached for Zhou Yi's upper pocket again, but before he could touch his clothes, his hand was grabbed. Zhou Yi closed his eyes.
, the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Daughter-in-law, you are playing with fire!"
Song Xi was shocked by these tyrannical words. She looked at Zhou Yi with her eyes wide open. He didn't even open his eyes, but he knew it was her. I have to say that this man's
The perception is really too keen.
Song Xi wanted to pull her hand back, but Zhou Yi was too strong and her body was too weak, so she couldn't pull it back at all. She lay down helplessly to rest. Forget it, don't read it, it's just a handwritten piece of paper.
Marriage certificate? There's no photo on it. What's so interesting about it?
Song Xi woke up after a long sleep. The whole world was dark. She touched the darkness and pulled the light cord. The warm yellow light suddenly lit up in the room. Zhou Yi was not in the room. He should have gone to the state-owned hotel to buy dinner.
Bar!
In this era, private ownership is not allowed. Food, accommodation, and bathing in bathhouses are all public. Song Xi took out the watch she had hidden in her clothes. It was already half past nine in the evening. At this time, the state-owned hotel should be closed!
I don’t know if Zhou Yi can buy dinner.
Thinking of what Li Qingqing said, the night market started after dark and ended before dawn, which meant that the night market had already started. She had to take advantage of Zhou Yi's absence to sell some things in exchange for some money and tickets, so that she could live a normal life.
Afraid that Zhou Yi would not be able to see her when he came back and would be nervous, panicked and anxious to find her, before leaving, Song Xi wrote a note and put it on her pillow. In a very simple sentence, she said that she would go out for a walk to exercise and that she would be there soon.
return.
Although her body has not recovered, she can still walk a few steps. Her things have been sorted and put in a corner of the supermarket, and she can just take them out when she gets there soon.
Song Xi held on to the wall and walked downstairs slowly. Li Qingqing had gotten off work. The current staff member was an old man. Song Xi stepped forward and handed over a handful of White Rabbit toffee, "Uncle, I have something to go out for a while. Wait a minute.
My husband is back, please help me tell him."
Seeing the White Rabbit toffee, the old man remembered his grandson's greedy look, and nodded in agreement with a smile. Seeing that the girl in front of him had a wound on her head, her face was pale, and she looked weak, the old man was a little worried, "Little
Comrade, where do you want to go? Do you want grandpa to help?"
He was mainly afraid that the little girl would not be able to think about it, otherwise why would she go out while her husband was not around?
At first glance, she looks like a poor woman who wants to escape from her husband.
Song Xike didn't know that the old man was so imaginative, and he imagined that she was beaten so badly by Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi looked a little more serious, but he didn't look like a bad person! She looked like she was being beaten
Domestic violence person?
But facing the old man's worries, Song Xizhen didn't know what to say. She nodded and smiled at the old man, and walked outside step by step. When she walked to a dark corner, she hurried into the supermarket and took a men's wig to wear.
She also used tattoo stickers to put a very realistic scar on her face. After finishing her makeup, she came out of the supermarket and started looking for the so-called night market according to the route map drawn by Li Qingqing.
When she was almost approaching the destination on the route map, Song Xi took out the things she had prepared before, twenty pounds of rice, twenty pounds of millet, twenty pounds of peanuts, twenty packs of brown sugar, and twenty packs of white sugar.
As well as ten watches and hundreds of kilograms of things, she really couldn't lift them, so she had to take out a handful of White Rabbit toffees and asked the gay man guarding the door to help her carry them in.
Song Xi said she was looking for the person in charge here, so the gay man directly carried her basket of things into a room where there were two gay men.
One is younger, probably only in his twenties, and the other is a middle-aged man, probably in his forties. Fortunately, the two of them only make money and don't harm their lives. Otherwise, Song Xi will definitely have so many good things.
dangerous.
Wen Qiang, a young gay man, took out the items from the box and placed them on the table. He checked them one by one and found that they were of high quality. He even glanced at Song Xi in surprise, seeing the coldness and severity in Song Xi's eyes, and guessed that
There is probably someone behind her, and Wen Qiang doesn't want to trick her. As long as he can make money, he doesn't bother to do things that seek wealth or death.
In the end, rice, millet, peanuts, brown sugar and white sugar were all traded at one and a half kilograms, and watches were priced at one hundred yuan each. In other words, Song Xi earned one thousand one hundred and fifty yuan from this basket of goods.
However, she only needed 900 yuan in cash, and the remaining money was exchanged for various bills that are indispensable in life, such as cloth stamps, food stamps, meat stamps, cotton stamps, coal stamps, industrial stamps, kerosene stamps and so on.
Rapeseed oil tickets.
More than two hundred yuan can't be exchanged for many votes, but it is enough for the two of them to live for a while.
When Song Xi left, Wen Qiang even shouted, "Brother, if you get something good in the future, don't forget us!"
"Okay, I will have good things for you in the future."
The first transaction went smoothly and nothing bad happened. Song Xi thought they were pretty decent people and was willing to have a good relationship with them, because this way she could live a better life in this restrictive era.
.
After coming out of the night market, Song Xi was already covered in sweat, as if she had been soaked in water. This weak body has become like this after so little exercise, and she doesn't know how long it will take to recover.
No one followed Song Xi along the way. It seemed that they were serious businessmen. It was good to cooperate with such people. There would be no danger. Song Xi took off his wig with satisfaction, tore off the fake scars on his face, and replaced
Returning to her original appearance, she slowly walked towards the guest house. In the darkness near the guest house, she took out the things she had packed in advance from the supermarket. When she saw a figure moving in front of the guest house, Song Xi tentatively called out
He said, "Brother Yi, Brother Yi, is that you?"
Zhou Yi, who was waiting anxiously by the door, heard a familiar voice. He hurriedly borrowed a flashlight from the old man and walked towards the source of the sound in the darkness. Song Xi knew that if he didn't get scolded today, he would not be able to get through this matter.
, but she didn't want to be scolded, so as soon as Zhou Yi came over, she leaned into his arms and closed her eyes weakly.
No matter how angry Zhou Yi is, he can't bear to say harsh words to her at this time!
She also knew that she was really trying to be brave today, but there was nothing she could do about it. If she didn't change some money or bring something back, she always felt uncomfortable in her heart. She always felt that the supermarket would leave her far away, leaving her happy in vain.