The old man who was guarding the door was also fooled, and he hurriedly said: "Okay, the child hasn't been here yet, it's just a rarity, let's go home with your aunt!" He was afraid that Zhao Xiaodong was training the child here, and his head hurt when he heard it.

Song Yiran carried the tattered newspaper and followed behind Zhao Xiaodong with small steps, looking like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

The janitor shook his head, this situation is not uncommon to be able to watch it almost every day!

Zhao Xiaodong and Song Yiran, who left the scrap yard, couldn't help laughing.

"You said you kid, why are you so weird, your head is so good, I just gave you a look here, and you know how to react. ”

Song Yiran sighed helplessly, "That old man is obviously a person who is afraid of trouble, if I don't shrink my neck and pretend to be a quail, he will definitely not be able to speak so well." ”

Zhao Xiaodong gave her a thumbs up, and then said, "Let's hurry up and go to the market to have a look." ”

"Market?" Song Yiran was puzzled in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you not allowed to buy and sell things in private?

In this special era, Song Yiran didn't know much about it, and only knew that many necessities in life were purchased and sold in a unified manner, and private trading was not allowed. In particular, grain is particularly well controlled, and those who buy and sell without permission will be fined, and when the wind is tight, they will be arrested.

"That was before, and now it's much better! At the end of the year, there are places where you can barter things from home. Zhao Xiaodong whispered: "You just can't come clearly." You see, we don't even have a consignment point in Daqingshan! The things in the supply and marketing cooperatives are expensive, and we still need tickets, so what should we do? I don't need tickets for the things that are set up here. ”

When she said this, Song Yiran understood.

There are policies above, and there are countermeasures below.

When the wind is tight, in order not to starve to death, people dare to break into any kind of sword mountain and sea of fire. Of course, before the action, I naturally thought about everything that could happen, and if I was unlucky enough to be caught, it would be God's blind and there was no way.

Many people in those days took risks in order not to starve to death and to survive.

Fortunately, the era of rumors has passed, and now the political ~~ policy is much more relaxed, and the matter of bartering between ordinary people has been tacitly approved. This market, just like the black ~ market in previous years, is a place where you can buy and sell freely.

"Then let's go and see what's over there!" Song Yiran couldn't wait.

The so-called market is nothing more than a relatively remote place, and people who come to sell things can find a leeward place and put what they want to sell on the ground. Most of them are agricultural products, dried vegetables at home, and gourd scoops that I don't know where to get them.

Song Yiran felt bored and boring, because there were too few valuable things, no wonder he didn't care about it. According to the scale of this market, more than 98 percent of daily necessities still have to rely on supply and marketing cooperatives.

Zhao Xiaodong seemed to see her thoughts, and chuckled: "What do you want to buy?"

Song Yiran inexplicably felt that she had something to say, thinking that before, Zhao Xiaodong helped her sell those rabbits and pheasants without much effort, and her heart suddenly brightened.

"Auntie, is there a black market!?

"Just you, spirit. Zhao Xiaodong patted her hand, "Don't speak, follow me." ”

Song Yiran hurriedly straddled her arm and followed Zhao Xiaodong to a remote place. Behind the market, there is a dilapidated alley, through which you can walk through the alley and go inside, all of which are abandoned houses, and the weeds grow tall and depressed.

Song Yiran looked around and found that this place was very similar to the ghost haunt in film and television dramas, there was no desolation, only more desolation. The two of them walked out a few hundred meters unconsciously, and there was a feeling that they were going to march towards the deep mountains and old forests.

Bypassing a dirt hill, Song Yiran saw two people squatting on the ground smoking dry tobacco. The weather was very cold, so these two people squatted in the leeward place to smoke, and when they saw Song Yiran and Zhao Xiaodong, they just looked at each other and didn't do anything else.

Song Yiran reacted suddenly, these two people should be in charge of the wind! Once someone with suspicious looks appears here, these two people will definitely run back to report the news.

A small house hidden in the col suddenly appeared in front of Song Yiran's eyes. The house was built on a low-lying area, surrounded by mounds and a lot of plants, and if you are not familiar with the area, you may not be able to touch it.

The wisdom of the vast number of people is really endless, and the black ~~ city is built in such a place, and ordinary people can't think of it if they want to break their heads!

And even more is yet to come!

When Zhao Xiaodong pushed open the door of the house, Song Yiran was surprised again. The house was empty, with nothing but a clay kang, and it looked more like a long-abandoned house.

Zhao Xiaodong closed the door, lifted the broken straw mat spread on the kang, and opened the wooden board underneath, revealing a black hole.

And the secret way? It's amazing!

Song Yiran followed Zhao Xiaodong down the tunnel, and the earthen steps were very narrow and simple. Not far away, someone was guarding the other side of the steps, carrying a very dim oil lamp in his hand, and when he saw Zhao Xiaodong, this person had an expression on his face that he saw an acquaintance.

Song Yiran knew in his heart, it seemed that Zhao Xiaodong was a frequent visitor here, or maybe she knew someone. It is precisely because of this that she can shoot her prey so quickly.

The light in the underground is very dim, and it is lit by a few oil lamps, and the underground secret room in front of me is about thirty square meters. In the middle of the clearing were a couple of long tables filled with all sorts of things.

A few people were sitting behind the table playing cards, and when they saw Zhao Xiaodong and Song Yiran coming, one of them turned his head and shouted inside: "Changdian, you are here." ”

Song Yiran could clearly feel that Zhao Xiaodong's body stiffened, and the whole person seemed to have been stung by something.

Changdian?

The man who used to be with Zhao Xiaodong's childhood sweetheart?

In the dark corner, a tall figure stood up, he took a few steps forward, and Song Yiran saw his appearance clearly.

This person was born tall and big, and he looked like a decent person with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was a little thin, but he was stout, with large hands and feet, and at first glance he looked like a man who was accustomed to farm work.

"Xiaodong, why are you here?"

Zhao Xiaodong glanced behind the table twice, and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so she breathed a sigh of relief, she hated being looked at like a monkey.

"What, bring the child over to gain knowledge. Zhao Xiaodong turned around and motioned to Song Yiran, "This is your Uncle Tian." ”

Song Yiran narrowed his eyes, "Uncle Tian is good!"