Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 233, the suddenly generous mother
Although Yang Xiaole didn't know what Brother Dao was looking for, he still agreed.

But he didn't say when we would meet.

"Hey, Qiao Yan, have you bought the food at home?"

Yang Xiaole thought about how difficult it was to buy food now, so he asked.

Qiao Yan hesitated for a moment, then said: "I still have some at home, enough to last for many days. I've been going to the grain store every day to keep an eye on them these days!"

Yang Xiaole nodded, meaning he didn’t buy it!
Without saying a word, he walked out of the door. When he came back again, he put a bag on the ground: "Take this, there is some white flour and corn flour in it. I have something to do and I'll leave first!"

Seeing this scene, Qiao Yan hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"Thank you!"

"It's okay! Dalong, I'm going back first."

Yang Xiaole said nonchalantly, said hello and left.

After coming out, he rode his bike straight to Suo Ye's house.

"Hey! The old man even changed the locks!"

Yang Xiaole stopped the car, looked at the new lock and smiled curiously.

It was originally a padlock, but now it has been replaced with a built-in lock. Even the door has been replaced as well.

"Bang bang bang~~"

He patted the door hard.

But after filming for a while, no one opened the door.

"It's strange, where has the old man gone?"

Seeing that the old man didn't open the door, Yang Xiaole was puzzled. He probably went somewhere to play.

As for whether the old man is in danger, I don't think so.

Seeing people everywhere, he gave up the idea of ​​going in.

After thinking about it for a while, I looked at the Hua Family Mansion in the distance, and finally I was ready to go over there and ask.

Turn around and head that way.

I came here and knocked on the door for a while, but no one opened the door.

Yang Xiaole looked at the locked door and pondered.

Today is Friday and Su Ling has to go to work. I wonder where Hua Yourong went to play.

Both families were gone, and he was ready to go back.

As soon as he lowered the car brake, he heard movement inside, which made Yang Xiaole stop what he was doing.

"crunch~"

The door opened, revealing Hua Yourong's little head.

"Xiao Le! You're here!"

Seeing him, Hua Yourong said hello to him.

Yang Xiaole looked at her expression with confusion: "What's wrong? You seem unhappy. Is there something going on at home?"

Because Hua Yourong's eyes were red, she must have cried just now.

Hua Yourong looked inside, hesitated and shook her head: "It's okay, come in, Grandpa Suo is at home too!"

"Oh! Mr. Suo is here too! Then go in."

I thought the old man had gone somewhere!

The car was pushed in and parked in the yard. After Hua Yourong locked the door, the two of them entered the main room.

At this time, Su Ling and the old man were sitting on the sofa in the main room.

"Xiao Le is here!"

Su Ling saw him showing a forced smile and said hello with a smile.

Yang Xiaole took a look at the expressions of the three people, and they all had strange expressions.

"Master, auntie!"

He said hello and smiled at the old man: "Master, I said I just went home and didn't find you! So you came here!"

The old man nodded: "I came here for something. When did you come back?"

"I just came back today, why didn't I just come here?"

Hearing this, the old man nodded lightly.

Yang Xiaole saw this and looked at Su Ling: "Auntie, you didn't go to work today?"

Su Ling put the freshly brewed tea on the coffee table: "I have something to do. I didn't go to work today. Please sit down and drink some water~"

"Ok!"

Yang Xiaole agreed and sat on the sofa.

He looked at the three of them and asked in confusion: "What's going on, you guys? Did something happen?"

Su Ling sighed there and said nothing.

She didn't say anything, but Hua Yourong spoke carelessly: "Something happened to my dad in the United States. They said my dad went to the mountains to pan for gold. We have lost contact with him."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole frowned.

"Who told you?"

Wasn't Mr. Suo's second son expelled from the United States?
panning for gold?

Bullshit!
If it's better for a company and an individual goes to dig for gold, isn't that going to endanger his life?
Every normal person has dreamed of getting rich.

But he has seen some gold mining before. It is impossible for an individual to make a fortune from this. It is good to survive.

What happened to Hua Yourong's father there that made him insist on going gold hunting.

What age.

Seeing this, Su Ling said, "It's the person who went with Tiantian's father. He said he was in a mountainous area in California. He can't contact anyone now. He looked for her, but couldn't find anyone."

There was a hint of worry on his face.

The atmosphere became silent there.

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he didn't know how to persuade him. Let alone the distant and unfamiliar United States, even in the mainland, once he disappeared in the mountainous area, it basically meant that there was no chance of survival.

Hua Yourong's father is missing and is probably dead.

It's just that he was embarrassed to say it.

After looking at the old man and then at the two people, he hesitated and asked: "Then... Auntie. What will you do next?"

Su Ling shook her head: "I don't know. If there is no news from Tiantian's father for a day, we have to wait for him for a day. I don't believe anything will happen to him."

As he spoke, tears flowed down his face.

His tone was firm, as if he was giving himself some psychological comfort.

Hua Yourong next to her also started crying.

Yang Xiaole saw this and sat there without saying anything.

After waiting for a while, after the two of them had finished crying, Su Ling wiped away her tears, showed a forced smile and said, "I'll let you see the joke, it's okay."

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Yang Xiaole thought for a moment and then said: "Auntie, actually... I suggest you go to Hong Kong Island. You can wait for your uncle over there."

A natural disaster is coming soon.

Might as well go over there.

At least with Brother Su Ling's financial strength, life won't be too bad there.

Su Ling shook her head: "It's okay. If we leave, I won't be able to receive letters from Tiantian's father on Hong Kong Island."

Yang Xiaole asked doubtfully: "How could it be possible? Isn't there someone over there? And there is a master here!"

"The person who sent the letter will also be expelled from the United States, which means no one will be able to contact us from there. And..."

Speaking of this, Su Ling hesitated and said: "Besides, this place is too far away from Hong Kong Island, and the time for letters to go back and forth is too long. Let's take one step at a time!"

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole said nothing more.

Everyone has his own choice. He can help, but he has no right to make decisions for the two of them, no matter how good the relationship is.

"Hey, by the way, Xiaole, this is the key to the yard!"

While thinking, the old man took out a key and handed it to him!

Yang Xiaole took it strangely: "Master, why did the lock change?"

The old man took a sip of tea and then said: "You will go to school in a few days. I have changed the door. Next time you come over, just open the door and come in. I won't get up and hold the door open for you. From now on, the basic skills will be in If you practice at home, you don’t have to come so early, just come here and practice for two hours in the morning, or if you have nothing to do after school, just come over and practice.”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole looked at the keys in his hand and nodded.

"Okay! Then I will arrive at six o'clock and leave at eight o'clock. I just need to be at school before class."

The old man nodded slightly, looked at him and asked, "Where have you been these past few days? You came back so late."

"Oh, I went abroad."

Yang Xiaole made a half-serious joke.

Hearing this, the old man didn't bother to talk to him, and rolled his eyes at him angrily: "You are neither a horse nor a donkey all the time, and you are out of tune."

Yang Xiaole also replied in the same way.

True or false.

Looking at the mother and daughter who were silent and dazed, Yang Xiaole also sighed.

After thinking that it was not appropriate for me to stay here, I stood up and went outside to get something. "Master, aunt, this is some meat. You can divide it up as you watch. If it's not enough, I'll get you some more." , I’ll go back first!”

It was estimated that the two of them would not be short of food for the time being, so they did not take out the food. After all, Su Ling had overseas remittance coupons.

However, Hua Yourong's father has disappeared, and it's hard to say whether there will be any overseas remittance coupons in the future.

It should be fine for now.

Suo Ye nodded: 'Okay, put it there, and I will give you the money when the time comes. '

Yang Xiaole did not refute when he heard this.

Say hello and leave.

After coming out, I thought about the stones I ordered at Gongmei last time, and after some thought I decided to ride my bike and get them back.

This time there was no need for anyone to lead me there, and there was no need to sneak in.

I took my passport and went in directly.

Just be careful not to bump into anyone you know later.

When Yang Xiaole saw the batch of things in the warehouse, he had to admire the craftsmanship of the master at this time. It was really good!
Each animal is lifelike.

It feels like a shame to absorb it.

But there is no way, your own space is fundamental.

If it were a cultural relic, he would consider it, but for this modern sculpture, he would only regret it for three seconds.

I contacted Gongmei and asked him to help me deliver it halfway, just like before, and then he unloaded it on the side of a less crowded alley. .

After sending the other party away, Yang Xiaole was waiting there.

He waited for a few seconds when there was no one in the alley and on both sides, so he quickly put his things into the space and then left on his bike.

After finishing it, it was already time to get off work.

Just ride away.

But before leaving, he still went to Yang Guangping and Zhang Xingtang's home for a walk to see if these two guys had made any new discoveries.

Apart from the gold, nothing new was discovered.

Nothing happened, so he left on his bike.

"Hey, Xiao Le!"

When I returned to my alley, a familiar voice came from behind me.

Yang Xiaole turned to look and immediately smiled: "Hey, Brother Wang, did you just get off work?"

The other party is Director Sun's son, Wang Jianjun.

Slow down and wait for the other person.

My father's work is done, but their family still has a level of downsizing that is coming at any time!
And when there is a big wave in those few years, it may be useful, but we cannot wait until it is used to establish a good relationship.

Multiple friends have multiple roads.

Wang Jianjun was riding a bicycle with a briefcase hanging on it.

After arriving, I got out of the car.

To be honest, the two of them don't have much friendship. They basically communicate when they are selling goods, and they don't have much communication at ordinary times.

After Wang Jianjun came over, he looked around and said with a straightforward smile: "I heard that you went to the countryside? Did you bring anything back?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole guessed that he had been looking for her.

Without explaining, he just nodded: "Well, I went to the countryside for a while. There aren't many things. As you know, there is nothing to eat in the countryside now. I only have some chestnuts if you want them. It's only 3 pounds."

This thing used to be sold in wet markets and grocery stores, but now it is no longer available.

I picked up some last time, and this time when I went to Hong Kong Island, I naturally stocked up on chestnuts and the like.

Hearing this, Wang Jianjun felt disappointed.

"Only chestnuts?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole squinted at him.

Peanuts and melon seeds are only half a catty of shelled peanuts and two taels of melon seeds during the Spring Festival. Isn’t 3 catties of chestnuts too little?
"That's it, don't forget it, I'll give it to my uncle!"

Ready to leave.

I'll spoil you.

"Hey, if you want it, if you want it, give it to me."

Seeing his movements, Wang Jianjun quickly grabbed him with a smile: "How much does it cost per pound?"

"Six cents a pound, I'll send it to you when I have time."

The purchase price of the supply and marketing cooperative is 5 cents and 9 cents, and the selling price is 7 cents. Naturally, he won't charge much more. It's not making any money anyway, so it's better to sell it as a favor.

Hearing the price, Wang Jianjun chuckled; "Okay, I'll prepare the money soon."

Yang Xiaole nodded.

Arriving at the other party's compound, Wang Jianjun went in directly.

Yang Xiaole left and rushed home.

"what!"

As I approached my courtyard, I saw my mother quietly coming out of an alley not far away, surrounded by a group of people.

They are all the aunts in the compound.

On the surface, he looks calm, talking and laughing, but if you look closely, he seems to have done something bad.

After taking a look, I pushed the cart and went straight in.

When I got home, no one in the courtyard was cooking anymore. Only the eldest sister was mixing noodles for dinner.

After Yang Xiaole came in, he carried the bag into the house and walked out after a while: "Sister, I bought the noodles. Just watch and eat them. The eggs are also in the cabinet. By the way, break some eggs and put them on the noodles. inside."

He came to the table with eggs in his hand.

The eldest sister was making noodles. When she heard this, she felt strange for a while: "What are you doing in the noodles? You can't even taste it."

"Why do you want to taste it? Wouldn't it be nice if it's nutritious?"

Yang Xiaole said nonchalantly.

The name does not grow well.

When the eldest sister heard this, she immediately reacted.

I sell eggs in a grocery store. I used to eat eggs secretly for fear that someone would find out and accuse me of using my power for personal gain.Watching him cracking eggs, he waited quietly.

Six eggs were beaten in under the distressed eyes of the eldest sister.

"So much?"

"It's okay, there are a lot of eggs!"

After doing it, crush the eggshells and wrap them in old newspapers, waiting to be thrown out with the garbage when you have time.

Yang Xiaomei saw this and started to make dough.

The noodles were thin, so I added some more noodles.

While making the noodles, he smiled and said, "When Mom saw me making so many noodles, she was going to scold me."

While they were talking, it was bustling outside.

After a while, the door curtain was pulled up, and Wang Qiuju walked in from the outside, holding a small cloth bag in her hand.

When everyone saw this, they stuck out their tongues at Yang Xiaole.

Yang Xiaole smiled, looked at the mysterious old lady and asked curiously: "Mom, what are you doing? Mysterious?"

Wang Qiuju smiled when she saw this, "Did you see it?"

"I saw it! I just came back and saw you coming out of the alley."

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju smiled and took out some oil paper from the cloth bag.

"Take a look, what is this?"

There was still a trace of mystery on his face.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole opened the oil paper and looked at it curiously, but when he saw something he smiled: "Huo, mother, the sun is coming out from the west today, isn't it? I bought cakes and peach cakes!"

What were placed in several oil paper bags were cakes and peach cakes, which were ordinary cakes in later generations.

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju glared at him: "You brat, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Yang Xiaole smiled when he heard this, grabbed a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth, and said with a smile: "What do you think! I don't see you buying these at ordinary times! I only bought a little for the Chinese New Year. Why did you buy so much today? This must be enough in total. Is it three or four pounds?"

Wang Qiuju nodded: "Yeah, almost. I heard our director say today that from now on, no matter what grade of pastries and cakes, you will start to use the non-staple food certificate to buy them. One household will have half a catty of pastries and two taels of biscuits a month. All of them will have to be collected. Where are the food stamps! 5 taels per catty, it is to be determined when they will be cancelled.”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole froze for a moment.

Then he thought of something and asked, "Did you all just buy it?"

"Yes! The director said it would start tomorrow, so I just thought I could buy something today and count on it!"

Wang Qiuju took a towel and poured water on her face.

Yang Xiaole immediately became happy after hearing this, "Mom, this half a catty a month seems to be enough for us, right? We have been here for a few months, how many times have you been willing to buy it? Why do you start to think about buying more when you ask for tickets?"

In the past few months since I came to the city, I still haven't changed my habit of saving in the countryside.

There is a huge gap between the non-staple food at home and in the courtyard.

He didn't bother to say much.

Anyway, with him getting some things from time to time to subsidize it, secretly there is definitely no way to compare with their family in the compound.

I just take out a little from time to time, and I don’t take any money from home.

I didn't feel bad, so I didn't react.

Wang Qiuju stopped what she was doing when she heard this, with a distressed look on her face: "Yes! Our family rarely buys it anyway, so it's enough."

When the eldest sister heard this, she and Yang Xiaole looked at each other, and both of them were immediately happy.

Naturally, the little moves between the two of them did not escape her eyes.

He glared at the two people and said, "Put your things away and don't make them all. Where are Xizi and the others?"

Both of them shook their heads when they heard this.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qiuju didn't ask.

While talking, the eldest brother also came back from outside.

Seeing the things on the table, he was also surprised for a while: "Hey, mother, are you going to visit relatives at home today?"

As soon as these words came out, the eldest sister could not stop laughing.

Wang Qiuju rolled her eyes: "A bunch of white-eyed wolves. If I had known about it, I wouldn't have bought it."

"Oh, give us something to eat!"

The eldest brother was surprised when he heard this and quickly asked what was going on.

When he learned the reason, he said the same thing as Yang Xiaole, that is, it would have no impact on their family whether the food was calculated according to the ration or not.

This made my mother roll her eyes again.

"Woooo~~~"

While thinking, there was crying outside.

Several people looked back.

Because by hearing the cry, a few people will know who it is.

I saw Xizi wiping her tears, groaning, opening the curtain and walking in, followed by a little scared girl.

Seeing this, Wang Qiuju felt distressed for a while.

He hurried over and said, "What's wrong? What is this?"

Seeing Xizi covering his head, he quickly opened his hand and checked it.

Xizi was crying out of breath and said, "Mom, Jianguo beat me."

Wang Qiuju felt strange for a while after hearing this: "He hit you, why did he hit you?"

Hearing my mother's question, Xiaoli raised her neck and said: "We were listening to the radio at Uncle Zhao's house. The third brother was talking to Liu Jiefang there. Jianjun said about him and that we were from the countryside. The third brother said He was so angry that his brother Jianjun pushed the third brother and hit his head on the table."

Wang Qiuju frowned when she heard this.

He shouted to Xizi: "Okay, why are you crying? Don't go there next time."

When children fight, it's at someone else's house. Although I feel uncomfortable, it's hard to say anything.

And Xizi was not injured.

As an adult, you can't just go and quarrel with your children.

After Yang Xiaole listened, he said nothing and stood up expressionlessly.

When he arrived at the door of Uncle Zhao's house, he shouted directly inside: "Zhao Jianguo, get out of here."

Aunt Zhao, who was standing at the door of the hall, saw him coming, and apologized with a smile: "Xiao Le! Is Xizi okay? I just scolded him."

When Yang Xiaole heard this, he ignored her.

Instead, he looked at Zhao Jianguo who came out slowly.

Seeing him come out, Aunt Zhao angrily punched Zhao Jianguo: "You kid, why are you pushing Xizi! How old are you!"

Mouth complained.

But the movement of the hands is probably the same as dusting off dust.

Zhao Jianguo said with some dissatisfaction: "He came to our house to listen to the radio, and he kept arguing there. We can't talk anymore! If you want to listen to your own home, you can buy it. How did I know that I would hit my head."

Yang Xiaole saw his expression and said directly, "How old are you? How old is he? Where is your face? Are you shameless?"

In fact, he has countless ways to teach him a lesson.

But that's a story later. The family still needs someone to take the lead, otherwise it will make people feel like a soft persimmon over time.

As for whether some people will feel that he is ignorant or that he is making a fuss, after all, it is just a child arguing and pushing.

He doesn't care about this!
"Who are you calling shameless!"

When Zhao Jianguo heard this, he felt angry for a while, pointed at him and walked down the steps.

Yang Xiaole looked at the extended hand, twisted it with one hand, and kicked it out.

"Hey hey!"

Zhao Jianguo originally wanted to scare him, but he didn't expect him to actually do it.

Before he could react for a moment, he was kicked in the stomach.

"Hi~~ Let go, let go! It hurts!"

The pain in his hands and stomach made him scream.

I want to take action, but I can't use my strength.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and others had not yet reacted!

"Hey, you kid, why are you doing this?"

Aunt Zhao felt distressed when her grandson was beaten for a while, and she followed him complaining.

"Xiao Le, what are you doing!"

The voice of the old queen Wang Qiuju also came from behind.

Yang Xiaole saw the two people coming over, and then he loosened his hand: "Be careful next time when you speak, what's wrong with us coming from the countryside? Don't you eat food grown by the countryside every day?"

Everyone in the compound came out.

Looking at this scene curiously.

"You kid, what are you doing!"

Wang Qiuju came over and pulled him down, pulling him down to his elder brother's side.

When Aunt Zhao saw her coming, she said with some embarrassment on her face: "Qiu Ju, it's normal for this child to quarrel. It's all our fault for Jianguo, but Xiao Le's little hands are too heavy! Why are you kicking someone! "

When Wang Qiuju heard this, she naturally protected her children.

But he still said: "I'll go back and treat him properly later, it's not a big deal."

After speaking, he glared at Yang Xiaole: "Go back here and see how I deal with you."

Yang Xiaole knew that I was scaring him.

At this time, he didn't say any harsh words and turned around to leave.

But instead of going home, he just pushed the car and left.

"Why are you going?"

Wang Qiuju saw his actions and asked quickly.

"Go to uncle's place!"

"Why did you go to him?"

Yang Xiaole did not answer, but pushed the cart and left.

Seeing him leaving, Wang Qiuju smiled and talked to Aunt Zhao.

Yang Xiaole left the compound and went straight to the shopping mall.

Isn’t it just a radio?
Just buy one.

Just say he got it from his uncle, which is why he just said he was going to his uncle's place.

But he didn't have a ticket, so he went to the International Friends Service Department, where they sold radios. The tickets were basically the same as those sold outside, and there were also imported goods here.

I’ve been here once before, and I’ve also made some inquiries.

In fact, radios are really not expensive despite being expensive.

Because depending on the number of lights, radios range from 1 yuan for a 15-light radio to 6 to 120 yuan for the most expensive 290-light radio. The hard part is the tickets.

He didn't know what standard this lamp was.

Anyway, the fewer the lights, the cheaper the price and the smaller the size.

The smallest one is about the same size as a brick, the largest one is about the same size as a microwave oven, and the most expensive one has 6 lights and one with a record function.

Naturally, the International Friends Service Department will not have the cheapest one like 1 lamp.

The worst are 4 lights.

47 yuan per unit.

Looking at the dazzling array of counters, there is only one of each kind, but there are more than a dozen types and brands.

After thinking about it, I still didn’t buy the most expensive one.

I want a 5-light radio with the smallest size and the best quality.

136.
I didn’t even ask how to use it, I just paid and went back with the box.

Just 2 knobs!

After coming out, throw the box into the space.

This thing can run on batteries or be plugged in.

However, batteries are generally not affordable. This guy requires a total of 4 large batteries, and each one costs 4 cents. It is not willing to use it unless it is an emergency.

Put the radio into the cloth bag and ride back.

It was already dusk when I got home.

The crowd in the courtyard has dispersed, and everyone is cooking there.

"Why are you going! What do you have with you?"

As soon as I came back, my eldest brother asked curiously.

"Oh, I went to get the radio back from my uncle's house."

Yang Xiaole said casually and took out the radio.

"what?"

Hearing this voice, the eldest brother was surprised, and the eldest sister and others also gathered around with the same curiosity.

Watching Yang Xiaole plug in the electricity.

“Zizzizi~”

"The flag of Jifei Commander is raised in the north and south together to fight for fertilizer! Give full play to the heroic spirit of continuous revolution and work together to create soil and fertilizer..."

After turning on the switch and debugging it for a while, a sound came from inside.

The voice is straight and round, very strange, but very energetic.

This is reporting news content.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole shook his head and continued!

It is estimated that when spring comes, various "advanced" planting methods such as deep digging of soil and deep burial will come out.

Why plow the ground one meter, plant one meter deep.

He can vomit blood just thinking about this. How can he still germinate after planting one meter below?

What about giraffes?

"Brother, brother, from now on we can also listen to the small speaker broadcast at our own home."

Xizi heard the sound of the radio and cheered there.

The elder brother next to him still couldn't believe it: "Xiao Le, did you really get the radio from your uncle's house? Don't they use it anymore?"

Yang Xiaole looked at him and said, "Remember, this is from my uncle's house, do you hear it?"

Looking at his expression, the eldest brother immediately understood what was going on.

Wanting to continue asking, Yang Xiaole said impatiently: "Okay, stop asking, wait until mother and others come back to discuss it together, I'm too lazy to explain one by one."

Because at this time, the sound of musical instruments came from the radio.

As soon as I heard it, it was going to be a drama.

Sure enough, a burst of domestic musical instruments sounded, and a burst of singing came from the radio.

"This letter came by chance, and God helped Huang Zhong succeed in his work. Standing at the gate of the camp and announcing the camp call, the young and old listened to Genmiao: head drum, war fanzao, second drum, tight war robe, three drums, sword out of the sheath, Four drums, hand over the troops..."

(End of this chapter)