Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

After dinner, Li Jianguo sent his two children back to school and went home alone.

Zhang Xiuhua was waiting for him to come back, and immediately came over to greet him, "What's going on? Are you in a premature relationship?"

Li Jianguo told Youcai about the fight between the two men, "I have already persuaded Ergou to give up his territory, and the kid should have listened to me."

Zhang Xiuhua breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, he listened to my advice. I was really afraid that he would go against those people. Youcai and Guoxiang are so loyal. If I help him and something happens, I can't stand it. But if I don't help him, Youcai will feel bad. Now he's backing down, which is good."

Li Jianguo nodded, "He knows how to deal with it. Don't worry."

Afraid that she would still be bothered by this, Li Jianguo mentioned another incident to Zhang Xiuhua, "I found that several of my colleagues were selling things when they took the bus to Moscow."

Zhang Xiuhua's eyes widened, "Ah! You are so brave!"

"I can only bring half a bag of corn. Every colleague brings one, and I don't want to be special. I'll change something when the time comes."

After Li Jianguo's detailed explanation, Zhang Xiuhua finally understood that they were on the same bus and could not hide the reselling of things, so she asked Li Jianguo to join them. Because their dormitory was not big, with only a narrow bed, there were not many things that could be hidden. So corn was the best. Other things were also okay, but they could not be kept for a long time. They could not be kept as long as corn.

"Why don't you bring rice?" Zhang Xiuhua was curious.

"Rice is expensive, and the emphasis there is on industry over agriculture. I heard that many farmers are starving. We can exchange for some industrial products. We should be able to make a lot of money by reselling them when we come back." Li Jianguo asked her to keep it a secret. In fact, the passenger bus strictly checks on resellers, but who told him to be a policeman? No one checked his dormitory.

Zhang Xiuhua readily agreed.

Li Jianguo stayed at home for three days and soon returned to work carrying half a bag of corn.

More than 20 days later, he brought back some rare items: a razor, two large iron pots and two large enamel bowls.

This iron pot looks very heavy at first glance. The inside is shiny white and very thick. It is not made of stainless steel but rather fine steel.

This style is obviously not Chinese style. It is very deep and can be used to boil water or cook porridge.

"This pot can be used for at least fifty years. It's so sturdy!" Zhang Xiuhua liked it more and more. "Next time I'll buy this kind of pot. I think it can be worth a lot of money if I sell it on the black market."

Li Jianguo smiled and said, "Is it worth it?"

Zhang Xiuhua nodded, "It's worth it! I'll exchange some things for you every time from now on. I'll help you sew a sturdy luggage bag so that the bag won't be flimsy and be seen by outsiders."

Li Jianguo responded with a smile.

There were already two large pots at home, so she only needed to keep one for boiling water. She planned to sell the other pot and two large enamel bowls.

She had no shortage of bowls at home, after all, there were many white porcelain tableware in the space, all of which she used for various reasons.

This kind of enamel material is actually worth nothing after 30 years. But it is still very valuable now.

She took these two items to the town to find the iron lock.

After opening the bag, Tiesuo was stunned, "Where did this come from? This is too good to be true!!"

Zhang Xiuhua did not answer him, but only asked him how much he was worth.

Tiesuo thought for a moment and said, "It must be worth at least twenty dollars."

You have to know that at that time, iron pots required industrial coupons, and you had to save up at least ten coupons to buy an iron pot.

Zhang Xiuhua asked him to help sell it, "and then I'll give you 10% of it. The higher the better."

Tiesuo naturally had no reason to refuse, "Don't worry, I can definitely help you sell it at a high price!"

Just then, someone came outside to look for Tiesuo. He was a man about the same age as Tiesuo. When he saw Tiesuo, he called him Tiege.

Zhang Xiuhua looked at the iron lock in surprise.

He laughed and said, "Nowadays, if you want to sell things, you have to form cliques or your territory will be taken away by others. But if others don't provoke us, we won't fight easily."

Zhang Xiuhua understood what he meant. If the other party tried to seize the territory, he would still fight.

Perhaps this was the characteristic of the times. Zhang Xiuhua said a few words to Tiesuo and went home.

Only a few days later, when she came to deliver tofu, Tiesuo had already helped her sell the pots and enamel bowls.

The iron pot was sold for 22 yuan, and two large enamel bowls were sold for 3 yuan. The total was 25 yuan. This price was fair.

Zhang Xiuhua paid him a 10% bribe and settled the payment for the tofu, then rode her bicycle back home.

As the year draws to a close, the children go on vacation one after another, and Ergou also comes back.

He had no place to live in the county town, so he usually lived in the school. But during the winter vacation, the school did not allow students to stay, so he had to go home.

When he got home, Ergou's father scolded him but didn't drive him away.

Ergou came to Zhang Xiuhua again, dragging a large bag of things in his hand. This was what he had hidden in the woods.

"I have bought a lot of good things and am waiting to exchange them with Damao when it snows." Ergou put the things at Zhang Xiuhua's house.

Zhang Xiuhua helped him hide the things as usual and asked him if he was beaten later.

"I didn't get beaten! I gave the territory to them." Ergou was still smiling. After saying that, he left.

The primary and junior high school students are back from vacation, and next in line are the college students.

Li Xingjia came back and brought many books about raising chickens.

Zhang Xiuhua gave him the money for the book and said, "Thank you very much! I will definitely read it carefully."

In addition, Hongwu, who went to work in Pengcheng, returned.

When Youcai learned about this, the heavy snow outside did not dampen his enthusiasm. "I want to ask Brother Hongwu, is there anything fun in Pengcheng?"

Pengcheng was one of the first cities to implement reform and opening up, and not only the children were surprised, even Zhang Xiuhua was curious.

So all the children in the house ran over to watch the fun.

By the time they arrived at their sister-in-law's house, quite a few people were already there.

They all came here to get information.

"How's it going in the south? Is there any chaos?"

“Is there anyone catching speculators?!”

“Have you cut off the capitalist tail?!”

Questions came one after another. When had Hongwu ever enjoyed such treatment, being surrounded by so many people and becoming the focus of the crowd? He was curious and felt vain, so he told everyone what he had seen and heard.

He is a college student and stays in school most days, but he also goes out on weekends to broaden his horizons.

You know what, it's really different there. Factories and docks are being built everywhere. The streets are almost full of vendors, and the train station is especially crowded.

The scene he described was even more lively than when they went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things, and the members were amazed.

When the members asked about the salary, Hongwu said without hesitation, "I saw a factory recruiting workers over there, 60 yuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, a member of the cooperative immediately said, "You kid, you just talk nonsense! That factory is privately owned by a capitalist, how could he possibly give so much money!"

"Jianguo served in the army for ten years, and when he came back he became a police officer, earning only over 60 yuan a month."

No one believed it. Hongwu was questioned by the members. He was thin-skinned and wanted to argue with them, but unfortunately he could not produce any evidence and his face turned red.