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"Third...Aunt?"

When Xie Zhuo heard Xu Yan's words, he paused and stared at her with a smile.

Xie Zhuo's expression changed very quickly, and Xu Yan admitted his mistake even faster, "I was just kidding, just kidding."

Then he quickly ran back to the yard with the two little guys.

Dabao and Xiaobao thought Xu Yan was playing with them, so they stopped crying and ran while giggling.

Xie Zhuo stared at the backs of the two children, one adult and two children, for quite a long time before slowly looking away.

Just as I fixed the backpack on the back seat of the bicycle, the team leader came again.

Xie Zhuo sighed.

Song Guangming saw Xie Zhuo bought a bicycle before dinner and came over to take a look.

I also met Wu Yuzhen on the way.

Wu Yuzhen pulled a few children towards him and started crying. He listened patiently and finally realized that Wu Yuzhen was unreasonable, so he scolded her.

Wu Yuzhen left in shame.

"Not bad, it's Phoenix brand."

Song Guangming looked around the bicycle for a few times, and then he became unhappy when he learned that Xie Zhuo was going to take a leave of absence from work in the afternoon.

"I think you are getting carried away," Song Guangming frowned.

Xie Zhuo said nothing.

"Even if we have the money to build it for you, how many years can it last?" Song Guangming said, "You will have a whole family to support in the future. If you don't work in the fields to earn work points, you don't want money? You don't want food? You will starve at the end of the year?"

Seeing that he was having difficulty speaking, Xie Zhuo poured him a glass of water.

Song Guangming picked up the water cup and took a sip.

He continued, "You will have a family in the future, so you can't be like before..."

Song Guangming suddenly paused in the middle of his words, staring at Xie Zhuo, "Could it be that you have already had a crush on the young educated youth Xu?"

"No," Xie Zhuo said.

"Really?" Song Guangming didn't believe it.

If there really weren't any, how could this kid have been so active in helping young educated youth Xu to get things that day?

"Really not," Xie Zhuo said helplessly, "How can I dare to fall in love with anyone like me? Besides, I have an engagement in those days."

"That's true," Song Guangming said.

After a while, he continued, "This little Xu Zhiqing is indeed a good girl. It is a blessing for you that she can marry you. You must be nicer to her in the future."

"You're getting married in a few days," Song Guangming recalled, and said, "Her family, don't they know about this yet?"

Xie Zhuo didn't nod, but said "hmm" very lightly.

"Wait until winter comes," Song Guangming glanced at him, "When the fields are idle in winter, I'll write you two a letter of introduction and you can go visit her home."

Xie Zhuo looked up at him.

"What are you looking at?" Song Guangming frowned again, "You married the precious child of a family, shouldn't you go meet their parents?"

Should!

You should go before you get married!

But the conditions are not there now. He did not expect that Song Guangming would take the initiative to offer to write them a letter of introduction so that they could go to City B.

After seeing Song Guangming off, Xie Zhuocai rode his bicycle to the city again.

Lao He had been waiting at the door for a long time.

He just walked to the door and before he could knock, the door was opened directly.

Xie Zhuo's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Lao He didn't lie to him, they really needed this thing urgently.

"Come on, come in quickly," Lao He pulled Xie Zhuo into the yard, and then bolted the door shut.

Xie Zhuo, carrying a backpack, went into the main room with him. An elderly man, who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, was sitting in the room. His clothes looked inconspicuous at first glance, but a closer look revealed that they were made of precious materials.

"This is Mr. Zhang," said Lao He.

"Mr. Zhang," Xie Zhuo greeted him and put the backpack on the ground. Then he dug in the mushroom pile with his hands and dug out a piece of clothing.

He brought the clothes up and placed them on the table.

Then, in front of Lao He and Mr. Zhang, he opened the clothes layer by layer, revealing the wild ginseng inside.

Mr. Zhang's eyes suddenly widened.

"Is this the century-old ginseng?"

"Yeah," Xie Zhuo nodded.

He and Xu Yan were extremely careful and cautious when cleaning the dirt on it, and they didn't even break the tips of the twigs.

Mr. Zhang first stood up and looked at the ginseng, then picked it up and estimated its weight, his expression becoming more and more surprised.

Xie Zhuo and Lao He looked at each other.

Ten minutes later, Mr. Zhang put down the wild ginseng in his hand and sat back in his chair.

After taking another sip of tea, he slowly turned his gaze to Xie Zhuo, who had been sitting silently beside him. After considering for a moment, he said, "What is the price in your mind, Brother Xie?"

Xie Zhuo turned to look at him when he heard him asking about himself.

He saw all the expressions on the old man's face just now, and from the eye contact with Lao He just now, he roughly estimated the value of this ginseng. He estimated a price in his mind, but did not say it out loud.

"I am an outsider in these matters and don't understand much," Xie Zhuo said, "The old gentleman thinks this is more or less appropriate."

Mr. Zhang didn't say anything. He stared at him for a while and suddenly smiled. "It's interesting."

Xie Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly but didn't ask him what he meant by "a bit interesting".

"I originally told Xiao He that it would be 50,000 yuan, and if it was in good condition, I could raise the price by another 5,000 yuan," Mr. Zhang said. "Now that I have seen the item, it is indeed a good item. How about this, I will raise the price by another 15,000 yuan, or 65,000 yuan."

Sixty-five thousand.

Xie Zhuo was feeling extremely upset, but he managed to pretend on the surface.

Very peaceful.

Not even a slightly surprised look.

Mr. Zhang looked at him a few more times with some surprise, and then said again, "Interesting."

Needless to say, 65,000 is a huge sum of money in this day and age. Xie Zhuo emptied his backpack, took the small notebooks with "Current Savings Passbook" printed on them given by Mr. Zhang, and 1,000 yuan in cash and returned to Qingshan Brigade.

When he was about to leave the city, he suddenly remembered that his bicycle was still hidden in the shabby house he often visited.

He could only go back.

After all the tossing and turning, my surging mood slowly returned to normal.

When riding his bike past the department store, he suddenly remembered that Xu Yan had said he wanted to buy a radio. He put his bicycle in the most conspicuous place at the door, locked it, and walked into the store.

He had just bought a bicycle in the morning and rode away, and came back in the afternoon. It was hard for the salesperson to forget him.

What's more, it caused such a big fuss.

Wang Huixia glanced behind him, and when she didn't see Xu Yan, she asked, "Isn't your boyfriend here?"

Xie Zhuo nodded at her and then asked, "Is there a radio?"

"No," Wang Huixia said, "This thing is in short supply now. It hasn't been available for several months. If you want it, I'll save one for you next time you come."

"No thanks," Xie Zhuo shook his head.

He might really be shocked by the 65,000 yuan he had in his pocket today. He heard Lao He say in the morning that radios were in short supply, so he came to ask if there were any radios for sale in the afternoon.

After Xie Zhuo left, Xu Yan did not go to work. He sat under the pear tree with Dabao and Xiaobao and read.

The two kids learned to write before, when they were about three or two years old. Their grandparents were still alive and taught them many characters and told them many stories.

Later, their grandparents passed away and their uncle was very busy and had no time to take care of them, so they stopped reading.

I have basically forgotten all the words I learned before.

"Aunt San, the little pig is so smart. He didn't open the door for the bad guy, the Big Bad Wolf," said Dabao.

Xu Yan was telling them the story of the three little pigs.

"I will never open the door for the Big Bad Wolf again!" said Xiao Bao.

Xu Yan was amused by their words, "Have Dabao and Xiaobao ever seen the Big Bad Wolf?"

Dabao shook his head, and Xiaobao also shook his head.

"Then Third Aunt..."

Before Xu Yan finished speaking, he heard someone outside suddenly shouting something. It was not clear, but it sounded like someone's arm was broken by something.