Block My Way Home: You Must Become My Wife

Looking at the old lady, Zhao Xiangyun always finds it hard to calm her heart.

This old lady, in her last life, was at the age when her children and grandchildren were all around the knee.

Now, for the sake of the black market, it's a poor man.

Li Jinfeng took the old lady to a place where there was no one.

I heard the old lady say: "originally, relying on me and my old man's salary and supply, life is enough.

But a few children are in the field, each said food is not enough, we will own that grain, even saved for several months, took most out, sent out.

I was expecting to get enough grain this month. Who knows, I was told that there was a shortage of grain supply. Of the 20 jin grain I promised to supply in a month, 19 Jin of coarse grain and 1 jin of fine grain all turned into coarse grain.

That's OK. Because of the shortage of resources, we have to wait for several days to supply! If we wait a few more days, the old man and I will starve to death! "

Li Jinfeng knows that the people in the city are provided with food by the state.

Not much. Each person has a quota of 20 jin per month. Coarse grain is the main food, and fine grain is basically equal to none.

Less is less, frugal, mixed with some rotten vegetable leaves what, but also can cope with a month.

But if you leave your food to others, you will starve to death.

"I'd like to make a deal with you, old lady!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

She now depends on the cornucopia for food supply, plus the family has a love her best mother, she will not be too sad.

If you meet people who can help you and you still want to help them within your ability, it is a good deed.

"Girl, how much food do you have?" Asked the old lady.

"Fifteen catties of coarse grain and fifteen catties of fine grain. If you want them, I'll give them all to you!" Li Jinfeng said.

The old lady's eyes straightened at once.

Thirty Jin of grain is more than a month's supply.

The point is that the supply of fine grain, but also with shell, after removing the shell, there is not much left.

"Girl, can you show me some food?" Asked the old lady in a trembling voice.

"Of course!"

The cloth that Li Jinfeng lifted open on the back basket.

The grain inside is just 30 jin.

Just now, while the old lady was talking, she put her hand into the basket and put some grain into it to make up 30 jin.

The old lady's eyes are straight.

Fine grains include flour and white rice.

Coarse grains are wheat bran and black flour.

However, at this time, black flour has been classified as fine grain.

"How do you sell this grain?" The old lady asked excitedly.

"Five for fine grain, three for coarse grain."

It's a little different from the black market price, and it's a little lower.

However, there is no way to do this. Zhao Xiangyun likes the old lady in front of her.

And she doesn't dress very well. She doesn't look rich.

"A hundred and twenty dollars in all!" Said the old lady.

"Girl, I don't have that much money. I only have 90 yuan. Can I exchange the remaining 30 yuan with you?"

Zhao Xiangyun did not take it to heart, nodded directly, "OK, as long as it's convenient for you!"

As soon as her voice fell, the old lady first took out a cloth bag and handed it to Zhao Xiangyun, "count, here is ninety yuan!"

"As for the thirty dollars, do you think that's enough?"

The old lady took out another cloth bag. This time, she opened it herself.

In the cloth bag, there was a pair of gold bracelets.

The bracelet is inlaid with ruby. The texture of the ruby is very moist. There is no impurity on it. It is not an ordinary object.

"Old lady, this is..."

"Girl, I know that it's nothing now, but it's something I've worn with me for so many years. If I can't eat, I won't take it out!" Said the old lady.

Li Jinfeng agreed with her.

It's real gold. It's valuable whenever it's kept.

Zhao Xiangyun is reminded of some things. People in this era generally don't regard antiques as antiques.

Good things are destroyed and discarded at will.

Even some precious paintings and ceramics are regarded as rubbish. They want to be broken into pieces and even disappear in the world without leaving any trace.

At this moment, Zhao Xiangyun suddenly knew what he should do.

Maybe she should spend some time collecting these treasures.

Wait a few decades, the price of these things will soar, and the value will become immeasurable.

"Old lady, how about You'd better save some money and give it to me when you have thirty yuan? "After listening to the old lady, Zhao Xiangyun knew that she liked the bracelets very much.

Although, she really wants it.

After all, it's two bracelets with gems. Anyone will be moved if they are put in front of them.

But it is common sense that a gentleman should not be loved by others!

"No! Although I do not give up, but also know that this thing in my hand, sooner or later will become a disaster, it is better to give things to people early. Little girl, I see you are in good health. Should your family be ok? "

In this age when everyone is hungry and thin, the little girl in front of her is so strong that she must have a better life.

Life is easy, and some bad things will certainly not happen to them.

When it comes to figure, Zhao Xiangyun has no choice but to be helpless.

She also does not want to raise so fat, who let the original owner so greedy?

All good things, all into her stomach, can not be fat?

"Forget about it! Here are the bracelets for you Said the old lady.

At the same time, hand the bracelet and cloth to Zhao Xiangyun.

Zhao Xiangyun finally took it.

"Girl, do you still have food in your hand?" Asked the old lady.

There are not many fine grains anywhere now.

She and the old man are old. If those things are old, they can be exchanged for some fine grains.

It's enough to eat some by yourself and send some to the children.

Anyway, they are all things outside of the body. They will not be brought to us when we live or die.

"Old lady..."

"If you have something, I'll trade it for you!" Said the old lady.

"Well, let's see when you have time. We'll meet here!" Zhao Xiangyun spoke.

"The day after tomorrow? I'll come back the day after tomorrow! "

She saved enough of the food for herself and the old man, and the rest of it.

If next time, we can buy more food to send to the children.

"Yes!"

It doesn't matter whether Zhao Xiangyun does the work of the production team or not.

And now she has a goal to collect antiques that others don't treasure, and see if there are any valuable objects.

Anyway, she has space now. When she puts something in the space, no one knows about it.