Chapter 962: Male educated youth in the chronology (10)

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Feng Dafeng and Feng Mu worked very slowly in the afternoon. The two were

discussing how to discuss with Feng Qiaolan and let the other party take

charge of Jihuai, so that they could not arouse the other's disgust and

misunderstanding.

Aunt Zhang finished her work and walked over with a hoe. There was another

woman who walked with her. When they saw Feng Dafeng and his wife resting,

they also stopped, "You still have a lot of land left. Today I can't finish

it."

Mother Feng looked into the field and replied, "I can't finish it."

"Hey." Aunt Zhang sighed and suggested, "Why don't you just rest for two days?

What if something happens like this?"

Feng Dafeng didn't know, so he just listened to the woman next to him saying,

"Yes, this is not the way to go, you can leave as soon as you leave, and you

will have a good time."

Mother Feng didn't understand, "Who, who is gone?"

"We all know." The woman standing next to Aunt Zhang looked at her

sympathetically, but didn't make it clear.

Aunt Zhang also has a sad look on her face, and she is sad for her, as if she

can feel it in the same way.

"What do you know? Explain the words clearly, what do you say half and hide

half?" Feng Dafeng said solemnly. His temper is not as weak as Feng's mother.

Combined with his feelings this morning, he felt that it was definitely not a

good thing.

When he said this, the woman's expression was quite a bit reduced, she looked

at Aunt Zhang and hesitated and did not continue to speak.

Feng Dafeng lowered his face and looked at Aunt Zhang again.

Seeing that Aunt Zhang couldn't hide, she could only bite the bullet and ease

the atmosphere, "The big guy didn't mean anything else, but cared about you.

Didn't that Ji Huai run away? I said these educated youths are unreliable, and

there is no need to know if there is any way to do it. Find him, you can't

make him cheap!"

"This"

Mother Feng was anxious, and just about to give an explanation, Feng Dafeng

glared and asked: "Who told you that Ji Huai ran away? Who made the rumor?"

With such a roar, Aunt Zhang and both of them were taken aback by surprise,

and they took a step back, only to feel that he had begun to become irritated.

After all, he only gave birth to a daughter and became a desperate household.

Now that the son-in-law has left behind the pregnant daughter and ran away,

what can he hope for in life?

People passing by also listened upright, and quickly stepped forward to

persuade:

"What's wrong?"

"Clear your breath, clear your breath."

"Dafeng, don't get angry, too."

"Why didn't I get angry?" Feng Dafeng continued to stare at Aunt Zhang, his

faces were bruised and bruised.

What do people think of their home when it spreads out?

Aunt Zhang and the woman looked at each other, but did not answer the

conversation, and still gave him a look.

Feng Dafeng looked at the two of them, and his expression was even more pale,

"What do you mean? Why don't you talk? Zhang Cuihua, don't think that your

husband is the production team leader. You just talk nonsense, I tell you, I

don't eat this. If you don’t give an explanation today, let Ji Zhuang handle

it!"

Since they refused to marry Feng Qiaolan to Ji Dahai, the family has not been

in good agreement, especially Zhang Cuihua, who is always coming to make

troubles, and now he is hitting his gun.

There are more and more people watching the excitement around the ridge.

Everyone has the mentality of watching the show. Although they are persuading,

it is not too big a problem.

Aunt Zhang was shamed, and the other party wanted to get involved with Ji

Zhuang. She immediately stood forward, "Hey, what I said is also a fact. I

care about your family. Maybe we can still let our captain think of a

solution. Xiaolan is about to give birth, and this is no way to continue. If

you don't let me say, I won't say it."

In the words, he still seemed very helpless.

"Do you know that Ji Huai ran away? Why didn't I know?" Feng Dafeng laughed

angrily, pointing at her and cursing, "If you don't want to be clear today, I

will tell you, this matter will not get through!"

Aunt Zhang stepped back so many times, he was stunned by one sentence after

another, and felt embarrassed. She simply said bluntly, "I ran away, as

everyone knows. I said you two shouldn’t just go out to work. Watching Xiaolan

at home, what if something happens again?"

The woman standing next to her also nodded, plucking up the courage to agree,

"Yes, that educated youth is so cruel to leave his daughter-in-law and child,

don’t worry, it’s not a human being. Xiaolan will have a long life in the

future, and her mood is important when she is pregnant. ."

"That's right, I have long seen Ji Huai not a good thing. What's the use

besides reading a little book? At first, I also thought that your family's

conditions were better. Which man in the village is not better than him?" Aunt

Zhang wanted to take the opportunity Holding a handful of his son.

Feng Dafeng was so angry that he didn't speak for a while. Just when Aunt

Zhang thought he was unable to refute his disguise after being pierced, a

doubtful voice sounded.

"Aunt Zhang, are you talking about me too?"

Aunt Zhang was caught off guard, her face turned pale in fright, her lips

turned pale, her eyes widened and she looked at Ji Huai as if she saw a ghost.

Ji Huai carried a ** and walked over to the field. "I just came out from the

workshop. I heard someone said that our house was crying and howling in the

middle of the night, and that I left Xiaolan and the child and ran away. There

will be no new news now, right?"

"You didn't run?" The uncle on the shore stared at him and asked, but was also

taken aback by his appearance.

"What am I running?" Ji Huai was hoeing the ground, seemingly unable to

understand, "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, nothing." The uncle waved his hand again and again, but didn't want

to intervene anymore.

"Parents, Xiao Lan cooked some bean soup, I brought some, you eat first, I'll

be busy." Ji Huai ignored it, just as a joke, and turned to talk to the Feng

family and his wife.

When Feng Dafeng asked Aunt Zhang for a theory, the two had already stolen

away.

The people present gradually dispersed.

"Aren't these people talking nonsense?" Feng Mu was angry, "I don't know who

came from it."

Ji Huai replied: "I heard that someone is suffering from a lunatic disease and

talking gibberish in the village, everyone takes it seriously."

"Really?" Mother Feng of course knew about the lunatic disease, and asked, "Is

it second wife Li?"

There are two or three people in the Li family who are mad, and her first

reaction is this family.

"I don't know." Ji Huai shook his head and continued to work.

In the next few days, the rumors at the entrance of the village changed the

direction of the wind. Everyone was saying that Aunt Zhang had a lunatic

disease, and now she is starting to get sick.

Ji Zhuang knew about it. He hurried home with a black face and yelled at Aunt

Zhang, "You said, are you mad?"

"Who do you think is mad?" Aunt Zhang was about to jump up.

Ji Zhuang: "Otherwise, why would you say that Feng Jiagui cried and howled,

and that Ji Huai ran away? Didn't you hear that?"

"I heard it, I"

"You also said that you were not sick. In the middle of the night, you ran

back and said something was wrong with the Feng family. He heard crying and

said that Ji Huai had run away. After a while, he said that the Feng family

was going to hang himself. As a result, the Feng family was fine at all. Go to

work, where did you go?" Ji Zhuang's face was even more ugly, "I think your

brain is definitely not normal!"

Aunt Zhang exaggerated when she said, this

After the next step, he lifted a rock and hit himself in the foot.

"I'm not mad!" Aunt Zhang was anxious, she said hysterically, and kept denying

it.

Once the emotions are out of control, it's better now, and it's more like

being sick.

Feng's mother came back from the village to pick up water. Mrs. Li stood at

the door of Feng's house and chatted with her, only to hear Mrs. Li's low

voice and say, "I heard that Zhang Cuihua was suffering from lunatic disease."

"Is that her?" Mother Feng also expressed surprise and opened the door to let

Old Lady Li come in.

Ji Huai and Feng Qiaolan were both in the yard. He stepped forward and lifted

the water picked up by Feng's mother and poured it into the tank. Then he

said, "It turns out that she is the one who got sick. She said nonsense that

our family should also belong to her."

He helped Aunt Zhang to take a real charge.

"But these days she kept saying that she was not sick, and she didn't look

like she was sick." Mother Feng still felt incredible.

"Yes." Mrs. Li was also puzzled. "I've talked to everyone these days. It's

normal to look at it."

Ji Huai Man Youyou Popular Science: "Which person with a lunatic disease would

say that he is ill? This disease is divided into mild and severe. When the

patient becomes ill, he does not know that he has the disease, so there are

lunatics who say it."

"Really?" The old lady Li seemed to know another big gossip, and tweeted a few

times, "But it is also true. The second lady also thinks that she is not a

lunatic. Last time she said she was the queen mother!"

Ji Huai shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid this disease is troublesome."

"That's not it? They're all crazy, they can't be cured!" Old lady Li stared.

In the afternoon, the news that Aunt Zhang’s madman’s illness could not be

cured spread throughout the village. I heard that the second wife, who wore

ragged clothes and was babbling, had the same disease, but it was not as

serious as the second wife. That's it.

Aunt Zhang still quarreled with Ji Zhuang and Ji Dahai at home, "I am not

sick, I tell you, I am not sick, you have lunatic disease, who has lunatic

disease?"

Ji Huai came down from the mountain and saw a lot of people around their door.

Mrs. Li and Mrs. Chen were also there. The two of them winked their eyebrows.

Doesn't the mother-in-law also say that she is not sick? She also said that

she is the land-wife."

"With this disease, which girl still wants to marry in? Hey."

"It's really miserable, well, I got lunatic disease."

Ji Huai didn't go very far, and then heard that Aunt Zhang was so anxious that

she rolled her eyes and passed out.

Now it’s okay, not just

People in the surrounding village felt that she was starting to get sick, Ji

Dahai was a little suspicious, and hurriedly went to the barefoot doctor in

the village.

Ji Huai was not sympathetic at all, and he had eaten bad results. When he

tried to discredit their family, they didn't think about kindness, and wished

they had a bad life.

The sun has been very strong these days, and the agarwood that Jihuai cut back

intermittently has also dried up. The wood is white, fluffy and light.

I heard that agarwood can sell for money, and Feng Dafeng was also looking for

it when he went up the mountain to chop wood.

In the end, let alone take out the agarwood, the thin layer of resin can not

even be dried as incense.

Do it for nothing.

Seeing the New Year is coming, Jihuai and Feng Qiaolan’s marriage this year

has bought a lot of things and spent a lot of money. There will be no money to

buy meat for the New Year. Feng Dafeng is also anxious. Fortunately, the pig

raised by Ji Erpang in the village needs a lot of money. Kill, let him help

sell pork.

Feng Dasheng has a lot of work. He used to be a bricklayer while selling pork.

He got up early to chop bamboo and prepared to bring pork skewers.

According to the pork, bamboo is also considered weight, and Ji Erpang

specially asked him to leave the bamboo thicker when he cut the bamboo.

This pig in his family has been raised for a long time, and it has a total of

more than four hundred catties, and it is waiting to be sold for a good year.

To sell the pigs raised by farmers, they have to hand over 60% of the pigs to

the country, and the rest is their own. If this pig is killed, in the end, he

can sell less than two hundred catties.

On the day Feng Dafeng went to sell pork in the city, Ji Huai also followed

him into the market.

Along the way, Feng Dafeng had to speak several times, but in the end he

swallowed it because of his face. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer

to the city, he couldn't help asking, "How much malt extract does Xiaolan

drink?"

Ji Huai: "I only drank a half can."

Feng Dafeng's meat hurts terribly: ""

After drinking a small half can in such a short time, this girl is getting

worse and worse! ! !

"I'll sell agarwood in a while, and see if I can buy another can for her. She

will have a baby soon, so she should have more nutrition. By the way, dad,

where will you sell meat later? Go find you and buy some New Year goods

together in the afternoon." Ji Huai asked him.

Feng Dafeng swallowed back what he was brewing. If he didn't let Ji Huai buy

it, wouldn't it hurt his girl? I can only bite the bullet and say, "I'm near

the intersection of Changjie.

"

"Okay, I'll be over in a while." After Ji Huai finished speaking, the two

separated, each going to one side.

Acquisition station.

The purchase price of Agarwood today is better than last time, four yuan, 15

cents, and one tael. This time he bought close to seven taels and sold for

nearly 28 yuan.

It's more than he expected, and the budget for buying New Year's goods is

higher.

When he turned and left, he saw the thick and dark man who sold Morinda last

time. This time he was not alone, and there were two people next to him, three

of them holding two sacks.

Ji Huai slowed down and stood not far away watching. He faintly heard the

purchaser say: "This bag is twenty-eight jin. Put another bag on it."

Adding the two bags together, it would cost you 50 catties, or nearly 600

yuan.

When the three of them were dividing the money, he stood still and meditated

for a long time. These three must have a way to judge Morinda citrifolia root

eyelashes, and they certainly don't need to look at the flowers and fruits,

otherwise they wouldn't be able to dig so much now.

No matter how many agarwood trees are on the mountain, the agarwood that can

be obtained is limited, but Morinda citrifolia is different. As long as you

can find it, you can dig the root eyelashes.

He didn't stay long, first went to the black market to find the thin monkey,

and spent a dollar to buy a few "remittance coupons", the thin monkey gave him

the coupons, looked at his back basket, "what are you carrying?"

Ji Huai didn't hide it either, and took out a piece of agarwood to him from

it, "Take it back and light it during the Chinese New Year, and the house will

smell more fragrant."

The skinny monkey had never seen this thing. The wood was about half a slap as

big as it was light and light. He squeezed it, "This will become fragrant if

you click it? Isn't this wood? Just click it and it will burn, just after a

while. It's burned out."

"It can't be burned, this wood will only have smoke. You cut it, and each

piece has this mouth. There is agarwood on it, and a piece of wood can be

smoked for one day." Ji Huai pointed to the thin layer of agarwood, yes. He

says.

"Agarwood, do you sell this thing?" asked the thin monkey.

Ji Huai: "Yeah."

"Don't tell me, some people in the city like to smoke this stuff." The thin

monkey put the piece of wood away, "Thanks, next time you buy a ticket,

remember to come to me and give you a cheaper one."

When the words fell, he rushed to the black market to do business.

Ji Huai went to the Overseas Chinese Supermarket and bought two cans of malted

milk extract. After shopping, he saw colorful snacks on the shelf not far

away. The pieces of chocolate wrapped in paper attracted his attention.

.

She will be a mother at the beginning of March. In fact, she is still a child.

She has not reached the age of eighteen this year, and she has never eaten

chocolate. She is a girl who will be happy when she sees candies.

He deliberately bought some more "remittance coupons". After buying the malted

milk extract, there was still some left, and he spent a few dollars on buying

her a few chocolates and a small packet of beef cubes.

I was thinking about buying some cakes and maltose, as well as biscuits. Just

think about it and forget it. Come a little bit, and I have to buy new year

goods with the money in my hand.

After coming out of the overseas Chinese store, he went to Feng Dafeng where

he sold meat.

The other party is skillfully cutting pork, passing it through with a bamboo

stick, and then weighing it up. Ji Huai set up a stall not far from him, took

out the agarwood in the basket, and placed it in front.

When the Chinese New Year is about to come, the farmers in the countryside

want to bring something up to sell, and if they make money, they buy some new

year goods. Everyone sells vegetables or meat, or eggs and hens. Some people

sell baskets or bamboo baskets. Everyone Seeing Ji Huai selling a pile of

wood, they were all dumbfounded.

"Young man, does anyone buy this thing you sell?" The uncle who sells tofu

next to him looked at his wood and was amused.

"Isn't this wood? Can wood still be sold?" The aunt opposite also laughed.

Ji Huai was not annoyed, and explained in a serious manner, "This is not

ordinary wood, this is white wood. Look, these are above."

Feng Dafeng was so far away that he couldn't hear what he was talking about,

but judging from the reactions of the people around him, most of them were

watching jokes. Seeing this, his expression also faded a lot.

To be honest, he thinks that this wood can't be sold, and wood can be sold for

money. Isn't this funny?

But thinking about it, Ji Huai took agarwood from the white wood last time and

sold it for ten yuan. Since then, he has not dared to talk nonsense.

A scholar knows a lot, how embarrassing he would be if he made a mistake? It's

better to be silent.

As the New Year approached, pork was selling fast. He sold dozens of catties

of pork. Seeing that Ji Huai hadn't sold a piece of wood, he couldn't help but

be anxious.

The thing has been in the sun for half a month, and you have to climb the tree

and chop it, even if you sell it for a few cents.

"I want two catties of ribs." A female worker in overalls came to Feng Dafeng.

"How about this paragraph?" Feng Dafeng retracted his thoughts, holding a

knife in one hand and a section of spare ribs in the other.

"I want that piece." The female worker pointed to the piece next to him.

Feng Dafeng: "Okay

. "

The knife went up and down, chopped the ribs that the other party wanted, tied

it with a bamboo stick, and handed it to the other party after receiving the

money. Without the guests, he looked in Ji Huai's direction again.

The female worker also walked over there, feeling strange when she passed

Jihuai's booth, looking at the wood, "What are you selling?"

"Agarwood." Ji Huai immediately replied, picking up a piece of it. "There is

agarwood that hasn't been taken off, and it can be used as incense if you

light it."

"I know agarwood, and I also know how to incense with agarwood, you wood" the

female worker knelt down and got up a piece, "How long can a piece be smoked?"

"Only this piece, no problem overnight." Ji Huai picked out the smallest piece

and showed her the thin layer of agarwood on it. "You can cut small pieces.

This piece of wood will not catch fire. Even if there is a bit of smoke, the

agarwood will work. Help sleep and purify the air."

Female worker: "My mother buys agarwood every year and smokes it. I have never

seen wood. How much is it?"

"This one cent, such two cents." Ji Huai gave her a large and a small two.

"I want two yuan, and I will give one to my mother. Can the two yuan be sold

for three cents?" The female worker was bargaining.

Their wages are dozens of yuan a month, and they don't really value a few

cents. Although the wood is not worth money, they will not go up the mountain

and cut it by themselves.

"Okay." Ji Huai did not argue, and immediately gave her two yuan, and also

specifically picked two yuan agarwood a little more, and the female workers

were also happy to pay.

The uncle next to him looked stupid. Although he only sold 30 cents, it was

not as good as the tofu he sold several times, but it was wood, no cost, and a

net profit.

After the price was sold for two yuan, more people came to ask questions. Some

were curious, and some knew the thing, so they came to ask the price.

Ji Huai had great patience and took the trouble to explain. If you think it's

more than a dime, then cut it and sell it for five cents.

Everyone knows that agarwood is a good thing. You can buy it for five cents

and get a smoker. Many people are still willing.

A retired uncle stepped forward, who seemed to know the goods very well,

squatted down to pick and choose, and chose the largest piece, "How much is

this?"

Ji Huai: "Master, this one costs 30 cents. This piece contains the most

agarwood."

"This piece is worth two cents at most. I will choose another one, three

cents." The uncle didn't talk nonsense with him, and started to pick it up,

still muttering, "Compared to agarwood, this wood is not lit.

Wrong, I always like to order a little during the New Year. "

"Yes, but most people don't order, and someone with a little taste needs to

order a little, and it smells good." Ji Huai touted him.

Hearing this, the uncle raised his head calmly and said, "I order it every

year at my home. I love to smell this. You are right. Very few people order

this. The building where I live is also my home. Tap a little."

"It takes money to buy this. Although it is only one or two cents, many people

are reluctant to bear it." Ji Huai continued to raise him.

"What you sell is also cheap. I'll choose two more and give you fifty cents."

The uncle was so praised by him that he naturally wanted to buy more, more a

little more, to appear to be different from others.

"Okay, you choose, I will give you a small piece." Ji Huai is also generous.

The uncle and old lady next to him watched half of the wood he sold, and they

counted the money he sold.

A total of two yuan was sold for two yuan, and the cost of these two yuan was

20 yuan. Sometimes they couldn't make this money after sitting here for a day,

and they would lose money if they didn't sell it.

"How do people in the city like to buy wood? Isn't that what you can do if you

are full? What kind of wood are you? What are these?" The uncle who sells tofu

is greedy and wants to make this money.

Ji Huai did not hide it, "This is white wood, and the above one is agarwood.

You must find this kind of wood first, and then"

He didn't hide it at all, and even shared it carefully, teaching the old and

aunts how to find agarwood trees and how to find such wood.

The reason why Ji Huai is so selfless is also because this thing is usually

difficult to sell, only in the beginning of the year, people in the city will

buy a few yuan.

The old men and women were eager to listen, and became interested in the

pieces of wood, and wanted to take them back. The last few pieces of wood were

given to the old men and women.

They certainly don't spend money to buy it, but they can exchange it with

things.

When Feng Dafeng sold out the pork, Ji Huai also sold out the wood. He also

exchanged wood for a piece of tofu, a piece of Chinese sausage, a little dried

fish, and a little peanut oil.

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