Black Market Boss: His Beloved Wife's Lazy Life

The little girl came out wearing a pretty dress.

He took off his wig.

"Okay, I'm all changed. Can I leave the clothes and wig here for now?"

Shang Yanfang took off her clothes for today and put them aside.

"Sure, let's go back to the brigade together after we finish eating."

As Gao Jianguo spoke, he looked at Shang Yanfang.

The little girl was wearing a pretty dress, but instead of her usual leather shoes, she was wearing a pair of cloth shoes with multi-layered soles.

"Wait a minute." The man neither said it looked good nor bad. He simply said it in a calm tone.

The man went to the warehouse and rummaged through it for a while.

Just as Shang Yanfang was about to lose her patience, she came out with two pairs of small leather shoes.

Based on the feel of the little girl's ankle after he massaged it, he felt that the shoe size he had picked out should be suitable for her.

"Come on, give it a try," Gao Jianguo said, pressing the little girl down onto the stool.

He even tried to reach out and take off the little girl's shoes.

"No need, Brother Gao. I can do it myself." Shang Yanfang stopped the man's hand from moving.

"Don't move!" The little girl was so frightened that she kicked her legs wildly, almost hitting Gao Jianguo in the face.

He grabbed the little girl's ankles with both hands to stop her from kicking.

The little girl seemed to realize that she had made a mistake.

He obediently placed his feet there and stopped moving around.

The man squatted down and took off the little girl's shoes.

Help the little girl put on the leather shoes next to her.

The little black leather shoes fit the little girl's feet perfectly, neither too big nor too small.

I helped the little girl put on both shoes, and she jumped around on the ground, feeling that the leather shoes on her feet were very comfortable.

"It's quite comfortable, Gao Jianguo. How much?"

Shang Yanfang liked it and instinctively wanted to buy it.

"Shang Yanfang, do you not want to be with me anymore?"

Gao Jianguo immediately became serious.

No, I like you too.

"You like me, yet you treat me like a stranger. You even have to pay me for the things I give you."

"No, I didn't."

“You have it, so you have it. Last time when you, Lu Youyou, and Ren Zhiguo had dinner together, you were calculating the cost with me. This time, you’re still calculating the cost of the leather shoes I gave you.”

Gao Jianguo continued his accusations.

“Let me explain. That time at the state-run restaurant, I was thinking that it was for the tiles we needed to build our house, and the people at that tile factory were my brother’s comrades-in-arms.”

"I really like these shoes today, and besides, you're in business too. It's hard to keep track of the accounts if you don't pay."

"Okay, I'll reluctantly agree to those two reasons. But these aren't things you need to consider. If I give you shoes, just accept them; whatever I give you, just accept it properly, okay?"

The man looked at the little girl pitifully and said...

"Okay, I'll accept any gift you give me, and you have to accept any gift I give you."

Shang Yanfang looked at the man's extremely serious expression and said.

"Okay, I'll take it. Let's go eat now." The man said, leading the girl toward the state-run restaurant.

Find two seats for the little girl to sit and wait.

"What are we having for dinner today? Rice or something else?"

"Let's have dumplings! How about pork and scallion dumplings?"

"Okay, scallion dumplings will do."

After the two discussed it, Gao Jianguo went to order food.

When Gao Jianguo returned after ordering his food, he was still holding a number plate with the number nine written on it.

"Gao Jianguo, have you been at the commune these past few days?"

"Yes, they all live in that courtyard."

"Is it dangerous?" Although the little girl didn't explain it clearly, Gao Jianguo understood.

The little girl was concerned about whether it was safe for him to do business on the black market.

"It's safe. Have you forgotten Wang Dali and his uncle?"

Shang Yanfang thought of the director she met on the day she came to the commune: Wang Dachui, and felt relieved.

"That's good, that's good." Shang Yanfang said with a sigh of relief.

"Number nine, it's meal number nine."

"Gao Jianguo, it seems we're number nine," the girl said, picking up the number plate on the table and glancing at it.

"I'll go get it."

Shang Yanfang sat there and waited for a while, and then Gao Jianguo brought over the food he had ordered.

"Could you please get me another empty bowl?"

Shang Yanfang looked at the plate of dumplings, a serving of braised pork, and four large steamed buns on the table and asked.

"Yes, I'll go get it for you."

As he spoke, Ka Jianguo went to the side and grabbed an empty bowl.

Give me twelve dumplings.

"I'll give you three more, make fifteen in total. Eat more. Look how thin you are," the man said as he divided the food for the girl.

Place the bowl in front of the little girl.

"Eat up, finish eating."

Gao Jianguo gave the little girl some instructions.

"Here, have some braised pork." Gao Jianguo picked up a piece of braised pork and placed it in the little girl's bowl.

"I don't like it," the little girl pouted.

"You don't like this?" Gao Jianguo looked at the little girl with a puzzled expression.

"I don't like fatty meat," the little girl said, looking aggrieved.

Gao Jianguo used chopsticks to separate the fatty and lean meat, and put the lean meat into the little girl's bowl.

"Eat up, I like fatty meat." Gao Jianguo couldn't understand why the little girl didn't like fatty meat, even though he thought it tasted pretty good.

The little girl picked up the lean meat from the bowl and ate it with relish.

"Delicious. So delicious," the little girl said as she ate.

"You've never eaten this before?" Gao Jianguo looked at the little girl with a questioning gaze.

"Eat, eat less." The little girl was actually thinking that pigs raised on pure grains really can't be compared to pigs raised on feed.

"Then I'll learn to make this dish for you from now on," Gao Jianguo said earnestly, staring at the little girl's face.

"Okay, study hard. Keep it up."

The little girl even made a gesture of encouragement to the man.

"Okay. From now on, I'll take care of all the meals for our family."

The man patted his chest as he spoke.

"Gao Jianguo, I want more to eat." Seeing that there was no more lean meat in the bowl, the girl urged the man to keep putting meat on her plate.

"I'll put it on your plate, don't rush."

The man said this while coaxing the little girl.

The little girl who had eaten a few pieces of braised pork stopped eating.

"Eat up! Look, you haven't finished any of these fifteen dumplings," Gao Jianguo urged the little girl when she stopped eating.

"I don't want to eat anymore, I'm full," came the little girl's soft voice.

"Fine, I won't eat it. I'll eat the rest." Gao Jianguo thought that this was probably all the ambition he could muster in his life.

He was completely under the thumb of the little girl in front of him; if she showed even the slightest hint of grievance, he would agree without any principles.

The little girl sat there obediently watching him eat.

He couldn't help but increase his speed a little.

"Gao Jianguo, you eat so fast, and you eat so much!"

The man had finished all four large steamed buns, over thirty dumplings, and a huge amount of braised pork on the table.

Her gaze involuntarily fell on the man's lower abdomen.

The man noticed a pair of eyes staring intently at him.

Looking up, I met the little girl's big, watery eyes.

"Don't look." The hoarse voice brought the little girl back to her senses.

"I'm just curious why your belly doesn't seem to change at all despite eating so much?"