Tu Zhiqiang saw his serious face, so he walked to the other side of the table and sat down, stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, and smoked.

Lin Yue's eyes dimmed: "Brother Qiangzi, didn't Xu Dazuo give me two industrial coupons in the morning? I went to the black market in the afternoon and wondered if I could exchange them for cloth coupons and meat coupons for the New Year. When I was wandering around

Well, I saw two people, one was lame, and the other had a fierce look in his eyes. I thought about it for a long time, and I remembered that I saw him once by the big pit behind our factory, and you were talking to them there. "

Tu Zhiqiang's expression changed when he heard this.

Black market, cripple, fierce eyes, yes, these two people are Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin, and he did meet those two people in the big pit behind the lumber factory.

"Bingkun, what do you mean, just tell me."

"Then let me tell you straight." Lin Yue said: "If I guessed correctly, these two people are scalping votes, right?"

These days, some families have a large population but a small amount of food. They receive enough food stamps every month, but some families don’t have enough. There are also some people who don’t have household registration and can’t get food stamps. So what should I do? I can’t survive.

Starve to death. In this case, residents exchange food stamps to help each other. When there is exchange, there will be transactions, and a black market will emerge. But once caught, at least you have to be imprisoned for a while.

How could Tu Zhiqiang not understand what the third son of the Zhou family meant? There is no need to hide it now.

"You guessed it right, they are."

Lin Yue said: "Brother Qiangzi, do you know that it is illegal for them to do this?"

"Then you went to the black market too?"

"I just took a look at it on a whim. I can sell the two industrial coupons if I can. If I can't sell them, it will be fine. Even if I get caught and teach me a lesson, it will be fine. What about them? They make a living by going in and eating.

You prisoner, you just got married, I don’t want to see you being implicated and arrested by them."

"Bingkun, I'm very grateful for your kindness, but you'd better leave my affairs alone with them."

At this time, Zheng Juan walked in from the outside with a cup in her hands, her steps were very slow, her eyes were lowered, her eyes were flickering, and she looked a little nervous.

"Brother Qiangzi, I still think you should think about your family. If you get married, you will definitely have children in the future. What if something happens to you..."

Tu Zhiqiang remained silent and smoked there.

He is a loyal person. He really can't say that he will not associate with Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin because he is afraid of being implicated. However, he clearly knows that this little brother is for his own good and cannot use harsh words, so he can only

remain silent.

Zheng Juan held the teacup in both hands and placed it in front of Lin Yue.

"Brother Zhou, drink water."

"Why."

Lin Yue nodded and said "thank you".

Zheng Juan did not go to the outer room to cook. She rubbed her hands in front of her and then slowly put her hands into her pockets and walked to Tu Zhiqiang's side.

"Qiangzi, I think the Zhou brothers are right. You should stay away from..."

Before she could finish her words, Tu Zhiqiang slapped her in the face.

"Do you have a role to speak here?"

It was obvious that he was embarrassed to vent to Lin Yue, so he poured his anger on Zheng Juan.

The slap was sudden and heavy.

Zheng Juan staggered and was about to fall to the ground.

Lin Yue quickly stretched out his hand to support the person, frowned and looked at the man sitting on the bed: "Brother Qiangzi... you are... going too far."

Tu Zhiqiang turned his face and ignored him.

Before Lin Yue could speak, Zheng Juan shook her head at him, meaning stop talking.

"Forget it, you can figure it out yourself. Anyway, I've said everything that needs to be said."

He picked up his gloves angrily, turned around, left the house, and walked into the yard.

Tu Zhiqiang did not move, and Zheng Juan chased him out, with the man's palm print on his face: "Brother Zhou, what just happened... made you laugh. Don't be angry with Qiangzi. This is the kind of person he is.

Be loyal, good friend, he doesn't mean any harm to you, he just blames me for saying something I shouldn't have said."

Lin Yue said: "Does he often hit you?"

"No." Zheng Juan said a little sincerely: "He has a bad temper. I don't know which words will make him angry. It will get better after a while."

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

He pushed the bicycle out of the yard and walked towards his home.

Zheng Juan watched him leave, turned around and went into the house to light a fire to cook.

…

Lin Yue met Tu Zhiqiang again, and while Tu Zhiqiang expressed his apology tactfully, he invited him to take time to visit his home and asked Zheng Juan to cook for him.

Who wouldn't be annoyed if this matter was left to them?

He came to the house with wedding gifts to express his congratulations, and he kindly advised the couple to live a serious life, but in the end, they were dumped, and they were completely arrogant and did not know what was good or bad.

Regarding Zheng Juan's experience, from Lin Yue's perspective, it was neither surprising nor surprising.

It's surprising because Tu Zhiqiang is merciless. It's not surprising because if you think about it carefully, the fact that she was domestically abused is reflected in the play.

My own daughter-in-law was raped by a friend. If she were a normal person and she didn’t chop her with a knife, she would have restrained herself. But not only did she not hold her accountable, she even drank together. After the incident, I stabbed my brother to death and beat him to death.

.

Can Tu Zhiqiang like this treat Zheng Juan well?

Also, in his eyes, Zheng Juan didn't have a household registration. Without a household registration, she couldn't get food stamps or any other things, and she wouldn't have an employer to arrange work for her. She was just a sluggish person.

"Hey, Bingkun, are you back?"

He was just thinking about something when the car bell rang next to him, and a person passed by with a cold wind. He turned around and saw that it was the postman delivering the letter.

"It's Brother Wang."

"There is a letter from your brother. I just sent it over. The old lady is waiting for you to get home and read the letter to her."

"Hey, thank you."

After seeing off the postman, before sitting down at home, Li Suhua handed over a letter: "Kun'er, your brother has a letter, please read it to mom quickly."

Lin Yue took the letter in his hand and looked at it twice: "My brother said he is very nice there. I received the sweater you sent. He also said that Hao Dongmei likes the scarf you knitted very much. It is red and festive.

warm."

"Oh, as long as she likes it."

"Mom, you are thinking about my brother and sister. Why don't you knit one for me? Sometimes I wonder if I am your biological child."

"Your brother and your sister live in other places and have no one to rely on. How can they be like you, walking around under my nose all day long, neither cold nor hungry? What can I knit for you?"

Lin Yue felt that his acting skills were so good that even Zhou Bingkun's own mother couldn't tell any difference from usual.

"You are just partial anyway."

"Okay, it's okay for Mom to be partial." Li Suhua rolled her eyes at him and took out the prepared letter paper from the back: "Reply to your brother, I told you to write it."

"Why bother writing a letter? Why don't you eat first?"

"no."

"Look, I'm right. I'm not the biological child of you and dad."

"You are said to be fat and you are out of breath. Should you write it?"

"Write, write, write, it's finally done."

"You write like this..." Li Suhua began to dictate.

Lin Yue imitated Zhou Bingkun's handwriting and tone when writing the letter. At the end, he had a whim and added a paragraph of his own initiative.

Li Suhua was illiterate, so she naturally didn't know what information he added to the letter.

…

Time passes day by day.

Life in this era is more monotonous than boring. There are no computers, mobile phones, tablets, and no Internet. The biggest entertainment is watching movies. However, the ticket price of 20 to 30 cents prohibits most people because of the money.

I can buy two kilograms of flour.

Ordinary families, even if they have money and food stamps, have to exchange coarse and fine grains in proportion, so except for holidays, they really can't afford steamed buns.

For Zheng Juan, today was an exception, because Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin came, and Tu Zhiqiang asked her to steam half a pot of steamed buns to eat after drinking wine.

Luo Shibin, Shui Ziliu, and Tu Zhiqiang were eating enthusiastically on the Kang, while Zheng Juan was busy cooking in the outer room.

At this moment, Lin Yue entered an alley in the dark.

"The water flows by itself, Luo Shibin, Tu Zhiqiang, Zheng Juan...hehe..."
Chapter completed!