Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Feng Qingxue turned around and didn't find Shen Feihong, but she saw Wang Dachun, the eldest cousin of her uncle's family.

Wang Dachun was carrying a pole with bamboo baskets hanging on both ends.

The heavy bamboo basket bent the pole. He also saw Feng Qingxue. They lived in the same production brigade and often visited each other. It was not like he had never seen Feng Qingxue act ugly, so he recognized him at a glance. .

He shook his head at Feng Qingxue and did not speak to her.

Feng Qingxue understood very well, so she didn't come forward to say hello to him, pretending to be a stranger.

Wang Dachun quickly negotiated a deal with someone and left the black market one after another. He must have found a place where no one was around to do it.

Feng Qingxue didn't see Shen Feihong and was about to leave when an old woman carrying a backpack walked up to her and whispered: "My daughter, do you still recognize me?" As she spoke, she stared at Feng Qingxue. The backpack behind you.

There were so many people she had dealt with with Feng Qingxue that she couldn't even remember them.

So, she shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, ma'am, I have a bad memory, please bear with me."

The old woman didn't find it strange and whispered: "Last year, under the old elm tree, I exchanged a diamond ring for eight pounds of thick noodles for you."

Feng Qingxue thought for a while, and it seemed that this was really the case.

During that time, she often changed her clothes, traveled to various black markets, and exchanged food for many things, such as diamond rings, jade bracelets, an authentic calligraphy and painting by a famous artist, and a pure mud inkstone.

"Did you ask me for something?" Feng Qingxue neither admitted nor denied it.

He looked down and saw that he was recognized. He seemed to be wearing some of his old clothes.

The old woman doesn't care whether Feng Qingxue Cheng admits it or not, as long as the other party has food, "Can...can you give me some food in exchange? Coarse grains, whole grains are fine, as long as they can fill my stomach."

Feng Qingxue sighed.

Although the Wanglou brigade had a good harvest, the situation in other places was still not optimistic.

"You come with me."

Feng Qingxue left the black market first, wandered around for a while, and walked to a place where no one was paying attention.

After a while, the old woman hurried over, panting and stretched out her hand in front of Feng Qingxue. In her palm was an emerald pendant with a platinum base and a ring of white diamonds in the middle. green.

Under the sun, it is brilliant.

"Girl, look how much food you can exchange for it." She kept this thing to see if she could eat it. She had to worry about it every day, fearing that her house would be ransacked. She tried her best to use the period after the autumn harvest to go in and out of the black market to exchange food. In this way, winter would be the best. Don’t worry, I’ve brought more or less food back home in the past two days, but who wants too much food? If you can change more, change more and store them at home.

Feng Qingxue took out a bag of about ten kilograms of cornmeal from her backpack, "That's all I have."

The old woman's eyes lit up, "Change, change!" It was beyond her imagination.

Yesterday, she exchanged a gold ring set with rubies for twenty kilograms of sweet potatoes, fresh sweet potatoes, not dried sweet potatoes.

She was afraid that Feng Qingxue would regret it, so she quickly put the emerald pendant into her hand and said expectantly: "Daughter, this pendant also comes with a pair of earrings, a ring, and a brooch. They are all good things. Before liberation, Foreigners brought them from overseas, can you get me some more food? I’ll give all the jewelry to you and not to anyone else.”

"Let's talk about it when we have a chance. Our family's food supply is also very tight." Feng Qingxue put the pendant away and poured the cornmeal into the pocket she brought, but she didn't agree at all.