Chapter 68: 68 Abacus failed, flea market

Chapter 68 68 Abacus failed, flea market

Zhu Minghua pointed at Yumeng's nose and scolded: "Okay, what am I doing squatting at the train station every day when I've been your **** for the past few days? It turned out that I was planning to take advantage of others."

Yumeng felt that he was going to suffer when he saw the grandparents and grandchildren.

Sure enough, he turned his head and met Meng Shichun's sharp gaze: "Are you blocking me at the train station?"

Yumeng was in a hurry: "No, no, no, comrade, you misunderstood, they were talking nonsense, they had a grudge against me, and deliberately discredited me, it was really just a coincidence that I met you."

"Bah," Zhu Minghua sprayed Yu Meng's face: "Shameless little whore, you dare to open your eyes and talk nonsense. You are squatting at the train station, and we are not the only ones you see."

"Pick up your **** every day, the old guard at the train station, staring at your **** every day. And the little beggar at the train station, you drove him away and occupied his nest."

"There is also the old woman who cleans the train station. Every day, she sweeps the melon seeds you vomit, and you can greet the eighteen generations of your ancestors. You still quibble, and you will know this when you ask about it. Can you quibble?"

"Comrade, you have to be careful. This **** is not a good person. She has been married to my son for more than ten years and hasn't laid eggs. She dares to steal someone shamelessly."

"My son didn't dislike her at all, but she was playing tricks and forcing my son to divorce. My old lady couldn't be more angry, so she went behind her back to see what kind of wild man she found. Only then did she find out that she was playing tricks on you. My wife is telling the truth, not like this liar."

Zhu Minghua is very proud of this meeting, she is telling the truth, full of confidence.

It is even more proud that Yumeng's abacus can be defeated.

Duan Jinfu also imitated his mother, with his **** straight and high, squinting at Yumeng with squinted eyes, that acrimonious appearance appeared on a teenager, how to look at it, how to make people feel uncomfortable.

Meng Shichun, who also didn't lay eggs, had a good impression of the old woman at first, but because of this sentence, his favor was negative, and his face became more and more cold.

But I am sure that the woman who stopped me was not a coincidence, but a conspiracy.

She, Meng Shichun, is not someone to be teased by others.

Yumeng was already in a cold sweat, she knew Meng Shichun's methods.

"No, no, I just went to the train station to meet my friend. My friend didn't mention the date of arrival, so I can only go to the train station to wait every day. Really, comrade, it's a coincidence that I met you."

Meng Shichun sneered: "Really, then tell me where your friend is from, how you got in touch, what's his name, what he looks like, and I'll help you find out when he will arrive."

Yumeng's mind was blank, where did she find any friends.

Zhu Minghua and Duan Jinfu looked smug, made it up, continued to make it up, let's see how you make it up.

Suddenly, Yumeng was excited, and joy appeared: "My friend, Sang Dazhuang, is from Yunguan County, Jinji Province. He is my cousin's husband. He divorced my cousin. You asked me to help you, so I came to the train station to pick you up."

The more she talked, the calmer Yu Meng became, and she felt that her sudden inspiration was simply too clever.

With Sang Dazhuang's relationship, when Meng Shichun gets the idea of ​​that person in the future, he will take the opportunity to mention Sang Dazhuang's **** existence, so it won't be abrupt, and he will sell himself well in front of Meng Shichun at that time. get more.

Yumeng was full of joy, and said calmly: "Sang Dazhuang is five big and three thick, 190 centimeters tall, very strong, with dark skin, very conspicuous in the crowd."

As for what it looks like, Yu Meng doesn't know.

When I met Sang Dazhuang in my previous life, he was burned to the point where he was neither human nor ghost, and he couldn’t see his face clearly at all.

Yumeng, who has always paid attention to appearance, is determined to endure Sang Dazhuang's ugliness for the sake of a better life in the future, and feels that she has sacrificed a lot.

When Meng Shichun asked who the other party was, he just wanted to expose the woman's lies, and never thought about actually investigating. How could she have the time to investigate these insignificant people.

Looking at the calm look of this woman, the doubts are reduced, and the grandparents and grandchildren have more doubts.

But Zhu Minghua and Duan Jinfu didn't expect this layer, they only noticed that the "adulter" finally surfaced.

Especially when Yu Meng said that the "adulter" was very strong, the faces of the two of them were very dark.

Because Duan Guokui is very thin, it is very suitable for the sentence of weak scholar, except for his good looks, Duan Guokui is really useless.

Of course, Zhu Minghua doesn't think her son is inferior. In her eyes, her son is strong everywhere.

It's Yu Meng, a shameless **** who is dissatisfied and despises her son for not being able to satisfy her. She really is cheap.

He raised his hand and slapped Yu Meng's face: "Bitch, broken shoes, shameless whore, no wonder you want to divorce my son. It turns out that you are not satisfied. Why are you so coquettish, and you miss men so much, I will find you ten One or eight, shit."

Zhu Minghua's slap came down, while Duan Jinfu was still mending his feet, kicking Yumeng's chest and lower body, the pain was so painful that she was embarrassed to cover it.

Yumeng herself has been pampered and pampered for more than ten years. How can she be Zhu Minghua's opponent who is used to doing farm work?

Thinking that Meng Shichun was still there, she was so angry that she wanted to die. The life-saving grace she had planned for a long time was gone.

Meng Shichun frowned, the old woman is not a good thing, and this woman is not really simple-minded.

She just came back, and she didn't bother to care about this calculation, so she turned and left.

Poor Yu Meng's dreamed future just ended without a problem, and she still doesn't know how to explain to Yu Chengbo when she goes back.

Sang Dazhuang, who has become Yumeng's "friend" and "adulter" for no reason, is leading the three brothers through the flea market.

This place is really big, comparable to their Yunguan County.

The three of them were not in a hurry to pick up the missing ones, so they went shopping first, looked at the market, and learned about the rules here.

The second-hand goods market must be full of second-hand goods. Tables, chairs, benches and cabinets with missing arms and legs are very common, cracked pots and pans, rusty metal utensils, vases and wine glasses, clothes and weapons, jewelry, calligraphy and paintings, everything, all kinds, It looked like a large recycling bin.

The prices here are not unified, they are all negotiated privately between the boss and the buyer, buying cheap or expensive depends on personal ability.

The market has its own price gestures, speech techniques, and secret words. If you don’t understand, you must be a layman, and it’s easy to be tricked.

The four of them have only been here for a few hours, and it feels like they have gained years of experience. As Yu Zhi said, the water is very deep.

Li Gan, who lacks interest in everything, is rarely interested, and has a strong interest in this place.

He has good observation skills and a good brain. In a few hours, he has already understood the hidden rules and code words here, and has become a proper insider.

At noon, they simply ate two corn buns. In the afternoon, the four of them began to formally pick up the leaks.

Walk around all morning, what is valuable, what is easy to sell, what is the best thing to recognize and not easy to imitate, I have already touched a lot.

It was Li Gan's home game at this time. He took Sang Dazhuang and the others to a shop selling second-hand wooden products, and he took a fancy to a wooden box the size of a palm.

Sang Dazhuang and the others didn't quite understand it. They thought it was just an ordinary wooden box, and they just stood aside to act as bodyguards for Li Gan.

Looking quietly at Li Gan's silent communication with the boss, arguing back and forth, finally setting a price, and then leaving.

The three of them were in a daze throughout the whole process. Sure enough, they had no brains and couldn't get along here.

Li Gan also didn't explain to them that his three brothers, what kind of brains, he knows better than them, so he went on to the next place.

Throughout the afternoon, the three of them carried a lot of things on their bodies, and this was the result of Li Gan picking out small items.

Until it was dark, the four of them walked back to the courtyard with heavy steps.

I don’t know what happened to these things. Sang Dazhuang was afraid of harming his daughter-in-law, so he put the things in the house of the three brothers and sold them tomorrow.

Sang Dazhuang didn't enter the house either, he went to take a hot bath first, and then entered the house and kissed his wife with his arms around him.

Yuzhi slapped Sang Dazhuang angrily: "Hurry up and eat, I don't feel hungry after running all day."

Sang Dazhuang grinned happily: "If you kiss more daughter-in-law, you will be full."

Yu Zhi blushed slightly, and glared at Sang Dazhuang.

Turning around to serve the stew warm on the stove to the brothers, he turned his head and called out to Sang Dazhuang, who was following behind him.

"Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."

"good."

The four of them ate two steamed buns a day, and they were so hungry that their chests stuck to their backs. As soon as the food was on the table, they ate it with their heads down.

After eating the mulberries, the brothers and sisters cleaned up, and the three of Li Gan washed up and went to sleep.

Wang Xinfeng followed Sang Dazhuang into Yuzhi's house and asked about the situation.

Sang Dazhuang briefly explained the harvest of the day. The only thing Wang Xinfeng cares about is how much money he can buy, whether it is enough to build a house for the family, make furniture, and support her daughter-in-law.

Sang Dazhuang estimated at least 20,000 to 30,000.

Wang Xinfeng felt relieved and went back to her room.

Yuzhi laid the kang, was carried by Sang Dazhuang onto the kang, and took over the work.

Yu Zhi smiled helplessly: "Be careful when selling things, you didn't get followed today, right?"

"No, don't worry, daughter-in-law. We were very careful and came back after going around a lot. Go test the water tomorrow. If it sells well, we plan to go to the flea market again."

Yuzhi frowned slightly: "Big Zhuang, don't be greedy. We don't want to be rich, we just want the family to be safe. Money can never be earned, just enough to spend."

Sang Dazhuang hugged the elm branch, and sucked two hard breaths on her neck: "Daughter-in-law, don't worry, I will go there again, save some business capital and stop, and I won't be fooled by money."

Yu Zhi felt relieved: "It's good that you know what you're doing, safety is the top priority. Go to sleep, we've been tired all day, and we still have some money in hand, so don't worry too much, take your time."

"good."

The next day, Sang Dazhuang also got up early to leave. Wang Xinfeng sent the brothers and sisters to Mr. Wan with the noodles made in the evening, with milk powder in them, and the big steamed buns steamed in the morning.

Yuzhi thought it was delicious, so he ate half more than usual, so Wang Xinfeng liked Mr. Wan again.

Mulberry and Mulberry leaf brothers and sisters arrived at the old man's house, and brought steamed buns, small pickles and grain porridge specially pickled by Wang Xinfeng to the old man.

The old man is not too polite. It has been many years, and this is the first time he has a breakfast with fireworks.

The things were given, and the brothers and sisters were not in a hurry to leave. They went to the kitchen to tidy up, and boiled a pot of hot water to pour into the thermos, so that the old man could make milk powder and malted milk essence.