Lianliankan

Chapter 295

Facing Zhao Ye's request to speak alone, Han Fugui only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Then, the two came to the deepest part of the alley. Zhao Ye lit the cigarette for Han Fugui first, and then casually asked, "Didn't you say that the past two years have been good? Why is Uncle Han still selling things?"

Han Fugui took a deep breath on his cigarette, and sighed rather depressingly: "It's better than the previous few years, yes, but at most it can fill your stomach, and it's coarse grains. To tell you the truth, I even forgot white flour." What does steamed bread taste like?"

Zhao Ye nodded lightly and didn't comment on it, but he knew in his heart that Han Fugui was not talking nonsense. If we really want to talk about suffering, farmers in this era are the most suffering, otherwise there would not be so many People sharpen their heads and want to go to the city to be a worker.

"Well, actually, it's nothing for us adults. After all, we even gnawed the bark before liberation, but the dolls can't do it. Eating coarse grains all the time will damage the stomach, so I thought, come to the city to change some fine grains. At least let the dolls have a good meal during the Chinese New Year."

After hearing the ins and outs, Zhao Ye asked the question he wanted to know the most: "Uncle Han, besides chickens, do you also raise other livestock, such as pigs and sheep?"

"The pigs were raised, but they were raised for the commune, and they will be handed over to complete the task in the future."

After getting this answer, Zhao Ye immediately understood. He understood that what Han Fugui said was true, but there were also some inaccuracies.

For example, those villages nowadays will secretly raise a few more livestock whenever conditions permit. One reason is to prevent the livestock from dying of disease during the growth process, thus failing to complete the task of paying food.Second, the extra livestock can be secretly exchanged for benefits, just like what Han Fugui did today.

This is called policy at the top and countermeasures at the bottom.

"Uncle Han, let me tell you the truth. I came to the black market this time to purchase live pigs for the northern machine repair factory in Changping. The price is easy to talk about, so if your village has any extra, why don't you sell it to me?" Sample?"

"This..." Han Fugui didn't expect Zhao Ye to be so straightforward, and he couldn't help showing a look of struggle on his face. After a while, he whispered back: "It is true that the pig can even out two heads, but you must let me see the proof of your factory's opening." Otherwise, I would not be able to persuade the team to agree."

Zhao Ye was stunned, then smiled and said, "It's easy, I can take you to the factory right now, let the factory manager talk to you personally, and then you will say that you are a relative of my family in the countryside."

Han Fugui thought about it, and decided that it would be better to make a trip to confirm it himself, so as not to sell the pig to someone who doesn't understand.

"Sure, then I'll tell my two nephews to go back first."

"Then it's a deal. You'll wait for me at the entrance of the black market later. I'll find someone to take away the purchases and pick up the bicycle by the way."

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An hour and a half later, Zhao Ye arrived at the machine repair shop with Han Fugui.

At the gate, Zhao Ye first asked Han Fugui to wait at the same place, while he himself wandered to the concierge, chatted with Mr. Zhang Dashan, and inquired about Cui Dake's follow-up by the way.

"Hey, didn't you ask for leave and return to the city? Have you finished the matter?" Zhang Dashan had a good impression of Zhao Ye and asked enthusiastically when he saw him.

Zhao Ye replied while offering cigarettes: "It's not over yet, why don't you come back to see Director Liu and ask for a few more days off."

"I advise you not to go, Director Liu has been in a bad mood these two days, be careful to push you back."

Zhao Ye asked calmly: "You are in a bad mood, why?"

"Why else? For Xiao Zhuang!"

"Ah, no, Xiao Zhuang hasn't found it yet?"

Zhang Dashan said with a wry smile: "Let's say I found it, I didn't even see a hair. Now that the news has spread, the workers in the factory have great opinions. Some people even suggested that they should go to the superior department to sue the factory director for negligence. "

"The pig is not lost by Director Liu, why bother?" Zhao Ye sighed casually, and then asked Zhang Dashan quietly: "By the way, what happened to that Cui Dake, did we guess wrong before, the pig is not him Steal it?"

As soon as he heard the name Cui Dake, Zhang Dashan immediately cursed: "Don't mention that bastard, let me tell you, that guy must have stolen the pig, otherwise he is an idler from the countryside, how could he find 200 yuan on him?" How much money!"

"Wait a minute, you said Cui Dake was confiscated for more than 200 yuan, who did it, the security department in the factory?"

"It wasn't the security department, it was found by the police!" Zhang Dashan realized after finishing speaking. Zhao Ye hadn't been around for the past few days, so he hurriedly added:
"Didn't the police station send someone to investigate in Nantai Commune a few days ago? Guess what? That Cui Da is amazing. In their village, he is a local ruffian. The suspicion of stealing cattle, if there is not enough evidence, the grandson would have been shot!"

Zhao Ye was surprised and said, "Since Cui Dake is so worthless, why did the Nantai Commune send him to the city?"

"There's nothing wrong with this. Cui Dake has someone above him. The accountant of their commune is that kid's cousin. His cousin tried to suppress the matter of him stealing cattle before."

As he said that, Zhang Dashan showed a look of gloating.

"But this time the police came to visit Cui Dake on the spot. The bad things Cui Dake did can no longer be covered up. He was arrested yesterday. I guess he will suffer this time. It's just a pity for Xiao Zhuang. I didn't know that this grandson would be killed. Where did it go?"

After getting the desired result, Zhao Ye was in a good mood, so he comforted Zhang Dashan and said, "Okay, if you lose Xiao Zhuang, just lose it. It's not that you won't be able to eat meat, so don't be so sad."

"What do you mean by that, boy?"

Zhao Ye pointed at Han Fugui outside through the window, and whispered proudly to Zhang Dashan.

Zhang Dashan was overjoyed when he heard that, and hurriedly urged Zhao Ye: "Say it earlier, hurry up, take someone to see Director Liu, I won't keep you here."

With Zhang Dashan's release, Zhao Ye easily brought Han Fugui into the machine repair shop, and successfully arrived outside Liu Feng's office.

Just when he raised his hand to knock on the door, the door was opened from the inside, and Jiao Min walked out with an ugly expression, until she saw Zhao Ye, she reluctantly forced a smile.

"It's Xiao Zhao, do you have anything to do with Lao Liu? Hey, who is this comrade?"

Jiao Min is Liu Feng's wife, so Zhao Ye naturally had nothing to hide, so he explained the matter concisely.

Of course, in Zhao Ye's mouth, Han Fugui has become his distant relative. This time he came to the city for a special trip to see him, and after he learned that there were extra live pigs in Han Fugui's village, he kindly introduced him. A machine repair shop.

Jiao Min was having a headache because of Xiao Zhuang's matter, but she didn't want to hear such good news from Zhao Ye, she was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly brought the two into the office. The matter was told to Liu Feng.

Liu Feng's reaction was uncompromising. Regardless of his status as the factory manager, holding the hands of the two was a good thank you, and he solemnly assured Han Fugui that if there was any problem in the transaction process, all consequences would be borne by the machine repair factory.

This was what Han Fugui was worried about. Now that Liu Feng, the director of the factory, had personally promised him, he finally put his heart into his stomach and began to introduce the situation of the two pigs with a smile.

Zhao Ye, who was on the side, saw that the two had joined hands, so he said goodbye in due time: "Director Liu, Secretary Jiao, you and Uncle Han, talk slowly, I have something to do, so I will go first."

Liu Feng was taken aback for a moment, and asked a little incomprehensibly, "No, aren't you going to pick up the pigs with me?"

Zhao Ye replied: "I still have something to do, so I won't make trouble."

When Liu Feng thought so, he no longer forced Zhao Ye, but still turned his head and winked at Jiao Min: "Send Xiao Zhao off for me."

Jiao Min nodded knowingly, ignored Zhao Ye's refusal and insisted on sending him downstairs.

Then, when the two separated, Zhao Ye already had four more meal coupons in his hand.

In the infirmary, Ding Qiunan was looking at a medical case very boredly, when she heard someone coming in, she asked without raising her head: "What's the matter, what's wrong?"

"Doctor, I feel uncomfortable in my stomach, can you give me some painkillers?"

"Sorry, I can't prescribe it to you. You can't take painkillers indiscriminately. Besides, there are many reasons for stomach pain, and taking painkillers won't..."

Halfway through Ding Qiunan's speech, she suddenly realized something was wrong, and hurriedly looked up, only to see that it was Zhao Ye who was looking at her with a smile. She was inexplicably happy, but she still pretended to be reserved: "Damn it, didn't you see that I'm at work?"

Zhao Ye pulled up a chair and sat down. At the same time, he took out a cowhide bag from his arms and placed it on the table.

"I brought it specially for you, eat it while it's hot!"

Ding Qiunan wanted to refuse, but when she saw through the gap that there were steaming chestnuts in the bag, her face was instantly replaced by surprise.

"You...how did you know that I like fried chestnuts?"

"I... don't know, I just saw someone selling chestnuts, so I bought a few catties back, thinking about frying some for you as a snack."

Looking at Zhao Ye's innocent appearance, Ding Qiunan wondered to himself, could this be the tacit understanding mentioned in the book?

Although Zhao Ye didn't know what Ding Qiunan was thinking, he was able to guess some, which made him very proud.

There is no way, who gives him rich experience in dealing with this kind of artistic young woman?
"Okay, how about trying my fried chestnuts?"

Under Zhao Ye's urging, Ding Qiunan picked up a chestnut, peeled off the shell and put it in her mouth. When the aroma and sweetness of the fruit exploded in her taste buds, she couldn't help closing her eyes, showing an expression of enjoyment.

In the next ten minutes, Ding Qiunan didn't stop talking. After she couldn't help hiccupping, she suddenly realized that she had eaten half of the chestnuts brought by Zhao Ye before she knew it.

This fact made her feel embarrassed, so she simply said without words: "You must be thirsty after driving such a long way, I'll pour you some water."

After speaking, before Zhao Ye could reply, she got up and went to the next table, hesitated for a few seconds, mixed a cup of warm water with her own cup, and handed it to Zhao Ye.

Zhao Ye took the cup, took a big sip into his mouth, and said, "Don't tell me, I'm really thirsty."

Seeing this situation, Ding Qiunan smiled even more, and then asked curiously: "You left in such a hurry a few days ago, did something urgent happen at home?"

"Don't mention it, it's hard to say."

"If you don't mind, let's talk about it, anyway, there are no patients at this meeting."

"Well, since you want to hear it, I'll tell you about it. That's what happened. The neighbors in our yard came to see me that day..."

After a while, after hearing Zhao Ye finish his complaint, Ding Qiunan said with sincerity: "This is really in line with the old saying, every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite."

Zhao Ye spread his hands and agreed, "Who says it's not? If it wasn't hard to find a house now, I would have moved out a long time ago. Why bother to renovate the house?"

Perhaps it was Zhao Ye's words about decorating the house that touched Ding Qiunan's sensitive nerves. She became depressed and suddenly said in frustration:
"Zhao Ye, I have thought about it these days. I admit that you are very good and the perfect other half, but I am really not suitable for you. My ideal is to go to a medical university, not to be a husband and a child at home.

If we get married, I will definitely not be able to give you the family life you want. In order to prevent you from regretting it in the future, you should stop wasting time on me. "

To be honest, Zhao Ye almost couldn't keep up with Ding Qiunan's brain circuit at this moment, but his reaction was extremely fast. As soon as Ding Qiunan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and responded tenderly:
"Qiu Nan, I really like the description of love in the Bible: love is patient and kind; love does not envy, love does not boast, is not arrogant, does not act shyly, does not seek its own interests, is not easily angered , thinks no evil, does not rejoice in injustice, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things; love never fails.

So, I don't think it's unacceptable that you want to go to college, and it's not an obstacle between us.When two people are together, they should tolerate and support each other, unless..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Ye smiled narrowly: "Unless the university has a clear stipulation that married girls will not be admitted, if this is the case, for your ideals, I would rather let you go."

Ding Qiunan was just being moved, when he heard this, he retorted without thinking, "Fuck you, you're just talking nonsense, people don't do things like beating mandarin ducks in college!"

Zhao Ye's eyes lit up, and he said teasingly, "Hey, you've compared the two of us with mandarin ducks, does that mean that you agree to have sex with me?"

Ding Qiunan, who noticed the gaffe, blushed, quickly withdrew his hand, and said in a low-pitched voice, "I, I haven't thought it through yet, give me some more time, let me take it easy..."

Zhao Ye is not the first brother, how could he not understand the principle of striking while the iron is hot?
Before Ding Qiunan finished speaking, he leaned forward, lifted Ding Qiunan's chin domineeringly, and kissed him involuntarily.

Ding Qiunan, who was caught off guard by the beating, couldn't help but froze, and subconsciously wanted to push the villain away, but her strength was not enough to tickle Zhao Ye, so how could she push him away.

Then, she fell into a daze, and she didn't know where her soul had drifted.

(End of this chapter)