Black Market Boss: His Beloved Wife's Lazy Life

"Shall we go straight to the scrap yard?" Gao Jianguo asked Shang Yanfang, who had somehow wrapped her arms around his waist from behind.

"Let's go straight there," Shang Yanfang said confidently.

The two rode their bicycles straight to the scrap yard.

When I arrived at the recycling station, I found it to be a recycling station that looked like a garbage dump.

Shang Yanfang shook her head in disappointment. She had wanted to imitate the female protagonist in the novel she read on Tomato and scavenge for bargains at the scrap yard.

However, there are quite a lot of things at the recycling stations nowadays.

Gao Jianguo looked at the little girl standing there blankly, patted Shang Yanfang's head, and walked towards the scrap yard.

Upon closer inspection, I even saw an old man squatting on the ground feeding a very large dog.

"Grandpa, let's go inside and get some old newspapers to paste on the walls," Gao Jianguo said to the old man first.

"Newspapers and books are two cents a pound. Don't touch what you shouldn't touch," the old man said without even looking at the two of them.

"Yes, sir." Gao Jianguo replied and led Shang Yanfang inside.

Upon entering, Shang Yanfang saw several mountain-like piles of garbage, though they were sorted into categories.

Still hoping for the best, Shang Yanfang went to each pile of scrap to take a look, but she was greatly disappointed.

Gao Jianguo followed behind the little girl and, after realizing her intentions, smiled helplessly. "Little girl, you expect things to be simple!"

The little girl had been busy for a long time but hadn't found anything.

He then took Shang Yanfang's hand and led her directly to the books.

Shang Yanfang was also tired of searching, so she let Gao Jianguo pull her along.

The two walked to the pile of books, and Shang Yanfang plopped down on a stack of books that were relatively clean. "Jianguo, you go ahead and look for them. I'm tired, I'll rest for a while before I start looking."

Gao Jianguo saw that the little girl had beads of sweat on her forehead, shook his head helplessly, and started looking for newspapers among the mountain of books.

A huge pile of books is hard to find, and finding clean and durable ones is even harder.

"Gao Jianguo, remember to give me the comic books when you find them." Bored, Shang Yanfang picked up the books at her feet.

"Okay, I just saw a comic book, let me find it for you."

"Let's find a few more books to read during the winter," Shang Yanfang said, then thought of her past life.

She misses her old cell phone, flat-screen TV, and fried chicken, cola, and hamburgers.

"I found a comic book called Journey to the West, take a look." Gao Jianguo noticed Shang Yanfang's mood carefully and quickly handed her a comic book.

The old gatekeeper silently passed by them and saw that the two were looking for newspapers very seriously.

"You two come with me."

The two exchanged a glance and then followed the old man.

The old man led them to the door of a large room. "Go inside and look for something; it'll be better inside."

The old man left after he finished speaking.

The two pushed open the door. Although the things inside were messy, they were in much better condition than the things outside.

Shang Yanfang: "..." What a clever old man.

"Gao Jianguo, the things here are great!" Shang Yanfang said with a delighted expression.

“It’s definitely better. Can the money spent on things outside, exposed to the wind and sun, compare to what’s inside?” Gao Jianguo said, glancing at Shang Yanfang.

"Gao Jianguo, look how pretty this little box is!" Shang Yanfang didn't pay any attention to what Gao Jianguo said and continued searching for the treasures on her own.

She held a small box in her hand. The box was shiny black and decorated with intricate patterns.

Shang Yanfang fell in love with it at first sight.

"I like to carry them together," Gao Jianguo said in a domineering manner.

"Thank you, Brother Guo," Shang Yanfang said, her voice as sweet as honey.

Gao Jianguo quickly found a large stack of neatly arranged newspapers among a pile of books.

I picked out the newspaper and put it aside, then continued to find comic books for the little girl to read.

"Yanfang, do you want a high school textbook?" Gao Jianguo seemed to remember that the girl had a high school textbook.

But then he saw a set of high school textbooks and subconsciously asked a question.

"Yes, I still need to study." Shang Yanfang excitedly ran to the man's side, looked at the large bundle of books, from the first year of high school to the third year, and couldn't help but quickly give the man a "smack" on the cheek.

"Gao Jianguo, you're amazing, I love you so much!" Shang Yanfang's love was so intense that it made Gao Jianguo's ears turn bright red.

Gao Jianguo noticed that the little girl liked to bring all her newspapers and high school textbooks to the gate.

The old man was stunned for a moment when he saw the two men carrying so many books, but he quickly came to his senses.

I weighed them and found that the books and newspapers weighed a total of twenty jin (10 kg).

"Twenty jin, forty cents," the old man said expressionlessly.

“And this little box,” Shang Yanfang said, pointing to the box she was holding.

The old man glanced at it and said, "Then give me fifty cents, and I'll find you a bag to put it in."

Gao Jianguo took out fifty cents from his pocket and handed it to the old man, and even helped the old man put the books into the bag.

The two of them walked to the bicycle with their books, looking troubled.

"Gao Jianguo, how are we going to carry this?" Shang Yanfang asked, looking at the large bag of books.

"Do you have anything else to do later?" Gao Jianguo asked Shang Yanfang with a questioning look.

"Um, we still need to buy three locks later," Shang Yanfang honestly explained.

"Just come to my place and get three of them later," Gao Jianguo said with a wave of his hand.

Gao Jianguo quickly put all the books on the back seat and tied them up.

He strode onto the bicycle and let Shang Yanfang sit on the front bar.

Shang Yanfang thought that it wasn't the first time she had sat there, so she naturally sat down in the front.

With a push from Gao Jianguo, the two rode forward.

At the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative, Shang Guohua and Lu Youyou prepared to buy some gifts to take to Ren Zhiguo's house later.

Lu Youyou suddenly stood there and wouldn't move. Shang Guohua called him several times, but he didn't respond.

Shang Guohua slapped Lu Youyou on the shoulder.

Coming to her senses, Lu Youyou said, "Brother Shang, I think I just saw our little sister."

Lu Youyou pointed to the spot where Shang Yanfang had just disappeared and said.

“That’s my sister, not your sister,” Shang Guohua said possessively.

"Okay, okay, your sister, your sister, I just saw your sister," Lu Youyou said, rolling her eyes.

"How could this be? How could my sister be here? She's up in the mountains," Shang Guohua said, sounding incredulous.

The people from the past were indeed Shang Yanfang and Gao Jianguo.

Gao Jianguo took Shang Yanfang to a small courtyard near the black market, told the girl to wait at the door, and went back to get three locks.

On the way back, Shang Yanfang was still sitting on the man's front bumper.

As Gao Jianguo smelled the girl's milky fragrance, he recalled the ambiguous relationship between the two of them that morning.

A burning sensation ran through my lower abdomen.

Shang Yanfang suddenly felt something pressing against her waist.

"Gao Jianguo, can you control yourself?" Shang Yanfang gripped the handle with one hand and placed the other on her lower back.

There was a sudden jolt, and Gao Jianguo leaned forward. Shang Yanfang instinctively reached out to grab something.

"Hmm." Gao Jianguo made a shameful sound.

"Yanfang, if I can remain unmoved while you're in my arms, then you should be worried," Gao Jianguo whispered in Shang Yanfang's ear.

"Can't you control yourself a little when you're on a bicycle?" Shang Yanfang complained softly.