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. While wandering around Well, I saw two people, one was lame, and the other had a fierce look. I thought about it for a long time, and I remember seeing it 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 I'll tell you straight." Lin Yue said, "If I'm not wrong, 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 the black market will emerge as the times require. 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 was 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. If I can sell the two industrial coupons, I can sell them. If I can't sell them, I will be fine. Even if I get caught and give 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 them alone."
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. It is impossible to say that he has stopped interacting 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 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 could be seen 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 reached out his hand to support the person, frowning and looking 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 I need to say."
He picked up his gloves angrily, turned around and walked out of the house 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 things 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, I'm leaving then."
He pushed the bicycle out of the yard and walked towards his house.
Zheng Juan watched him leave, turned around and went into the house to light a fire to cook.
…
Lin Yue of the Valley Group met Tu Zhiqiang again. The other party expressed his apology tactfully and invited him to take time to visit his home. He also asked Zheng Juan to cook for him.
Who wouldn't be annoyed if this matter were left to you?
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.
From Lin Yue's perspective, what happened to Zheng Juan was surprising, but not surprising either.
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. She would have restrained herself by not stabbing her with a knife, but instead of holding her accountable, she even drank together. After the incident, she stabbed her 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, let alone work arrangements from her unit, so 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's 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. It is red and festive. warm."
"Oh, as long as she likes it."
"Mom, you are thinking about me and my sister. Why don't you knit one for me? Sometimes I wonder if I am your biological child."
"Your brother and 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 mother couldn't tell any difference from usual.
"You're 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 are you so anxious to write a letter? Can'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 breathless. 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 of the letter, 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, or the 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.
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.
"Shui Ziliu, Luo Shibin, Tu Zhiqiang, Zheng Juan...hehe..."
What he had to do today was not only to stop Luo Shibin from committing violence, but also to give Tu Zhiqiang a blow.
