Black Market Boss: His Beloved Wife's Lazy Life

"I'm done drinking, Brother Guo." Shang Yanfang put her empty bowl on the table and happily went into the warehouse.

"Wow, how come there's so much?" Shang Yanfang exclaimed in surprise as she looked at the various supplies that filled the room.

"They just arrived yesterday, and they're all here. See if there's anything you like?"

Gao Jianguo stared at the little girl and spoke slowly.

"That's amazing, Gao Jianguo, you're incredible!" Shang Yanfang unsurprisingly produced a string of farts.

"Alright, you choose what you need first. I'll go get you pots, pans, and knives." Gao Jianguo instructed the girl before immediately going to another warehouse to fetch the grain.

Shang Yanfang walked into the room, which was filled with food.

After rummaging through the items, she finally found a thermos in the corner. She felt she didn't need anything else for the time being.

"Are you done? Yanfang, we still need to hurry back." Gao Jianguo asked, standing behind her with an iron pot and a kitchen knife.

"Let's just use this thermos for now. We can get the rest when we need them."

"Okay, let's go back now, just in case we can't keep up with the cooking."

"Okay, let's go." Shang Yanfang didn't linger any longer.

"How am I supposed to take this?" Shang Yanfang looked at the huge pot on the ground, enough to cook for more than twenty people, and couldn't help but feel a little resistant.

"You can hold it later, it's not dirty," Gao Jianguo said, puzzled.

"Okay, alright." Shang Yanfang looked at the boss's iron pot and agreed.

"Here, give it to me. I'll take it first, and you can take it when you get in." Gao Jianguo sat in the front seat and picked up the large pot with one hand.

After Shang Yanfang was settled, Gao Jianguo handed the large pot to the little girl.

"Gao Jianguo, this is quite heavy." Shang Yanfang's arm was suddenly bent under the weight as she picked up the pot.

"Can you carry it? Otherwise, I'll come and get it for you myself in a few days."

"No need, I'll just change my sitting position," Shang Yanfang said as she got off the back seat.

She first placed the pot between the two of them, and then sat on it herself.

Gao Jianguo was so jolted by the impact that he involuntarily bent his back. When he tried to sit up straight again, he felt as if something was pressing against his back.

"Don't move, you're going to fall!" Shang Yanfang quickly stopped the man's movements.

The man was so frightened that he didn't dare to get up.

"Let's go, you can ride with your back bent, I'll sit tight." Shang Yanfang held the pot with one hand and the support bar under the back seat with the other.

"Jianguo, try to ride more steadily," Shang Yanfang reminded the man, afraid that she might fall off the bike due to a bump.

"Okay, I'll try to be as steady as possible," Gao Jianguo said, and rode away on his bicycle.

People on the street witnessed a scene they will never forget.

At first, I was shocked to see the man sitting back-to-back with a huge pot. Then I saw the little girl in the back seat almost put herself inside the pot.

The two of them were very careful the whole way, afraid that the pot would fall to the ground and break.

Gao Jianguo took a shortcut to send Shang Yanfang back to the educated youth settlement.

"Why did you bring me back? Weren't you supposed to pass through the village entrance?" Because the pot completely blocked her view, Shang Yanfang didn't realize where she was until she got off the bus.

“You’re still carrying the pot, aren’t you? I’m worried you won’t be able to get back with it. I’ll ride out the side road later and come back in from the village entrance.”

The man said guiltily.

"Then hurry up, and remember to come over for dinner later. Oh, by the way, how much do these pots, pans, and step mats cost?"

"Let me make it clear beforehand that the four of us bought this together, so you have to pay for it. But I didn't charge you for the thermos I needed myself," Shang Yanfang said first, afraid her husband would get jealous.

"Okay, I'll take it. Here's four yuan and eighty cents, no need for the ticket," Gao Jianguo said indulgently.

"Did you suffer a loss?" Shang Yanfang asked coquettishly.

She knew that this era was very difficult. When she was a child, her grandmother told her that the biggest difficulty in separating the family was the country.

After all, we've learned from history that during the Great Leap Forward, pots and locks were confiscated.

"I didn't lose out, I just didn't make any money off you," Gao Jianguo said shrewdly.

"Well done, Comrade Gao knows how to cultivate good relationships internally," Shang Yanfang said, raising an eyebrow.

"No, I just thought those people aren't your friends, are they?" Gao Jianguo said frankly.

"Okay, I'm going in now. You can go back."

"Take the smaller things inside first, and we'll have someone help you get this big pot later," Gao Jianguo reminded him before leaving.

Shang Yanfang heard what the man said, but ignored him. She thought to herself, she's not stupid; she wouldn't carry something so heavy by herself.

"Lingling, I'm back!" Shang Yanfang called out loudly before she even saw her.

"Shang, He and Liu went to the brigade leader's house, and Li went to the village to exchange chickens."

Upon hearing the sound, Wu Gang explained to Shang Yanfang.

"Oh, thank you, Wu Zhiqing," Shang Yanfang said indifferently.

"Hey, Shang, is there anything I can help you with? Do you need me to carry that big pot? I can move it by myself. Let me help you."

Wu Gang followed behind Shang Yanfang.

Shang Yanfang first put the bowls and kitchen knife she had bought inside the house, and then went to get the large pot.

Wu Gang then pestered Shang Yanfang to help her carry it.

'Then take it,' Shang Yanfang thought.

Unexpectedly, Wu Gang picked up the large pot and kept asking Shang Yanfang, "How much money do you need to build your house? Shang Zhiqing, what does your family do? Shang Zhiqing, do you have a boyfriend...?"

"Wu Zhiqing, just leave it here. Thank you for your help. Consider these candies a thank you gift." Shang Yanfang helplessly interrupted the man's incessant questions.

"Shang Zhiqing, remember to call me if you need anything," Wu Gang called out shamelessly.

"Hey, Yanfang, you're back. How come you're back so soon?" He Lingling and Liu Yan asked Shang Yanfang as they returned from the brigade leader's house.

"Could it be... could it be that what happened today is really true?" He Lingling asked in disbelief.

"What's going on?" Shang Yanfang had no idea what kind of riddle this person was playing.

"Gossip about you and so-and-so." He Lingling's face showed that 'See, you got caught' smile.

“Gao Jianguo,” Liu Yan said coldly.

"Did the news spread that fast?" Shang Yanfang asked incredulously.

She had already suspected the old lady's intelligence network; she figured by tomorrow, the whole group would know about her affair with Gao Jianguo.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness," Shang Yanfang blurted out her relief without realizing it.

"Fortunately what?" He Lingling asked in confusion.

"Luckily, I didn't cross the village entrance with him on the way back."

"Ah, ah, ah Yanfang, it's true, those rumors are all true. I originally thought you two would just talk about it privately." He Lingling spoke her mind frankly.

"We're aiming to get married." Shang Yanfang's casual remark was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

Li Zhaodi: Really?

Liu Yan: "You're still the bravest."

He Lingling: I'm too shocked to speak.

Lu Youyou: My brothers and sisters are in danger! Why not me? I'm just as good as them.

Gao Jianguo: Yanfang likes me so much that she even thought about marrying me.

Wu Gang: Impossible, she must have been forced into it.