Zhou Xiaoan took out a piece of candy and shook it at a six- or seven-year-old boy next to him who was smiling and watching the excitement, and the child followed her around to the back of a broken shed next to her.

I heard him talk to his little friend just now, and he called the screaming woman his mother.

Zhou Xiaoan shook the candy and asked him, "Do you know words?" ”

The little boy's head spun back and forth with the sugar, "I don't know, give it to me!" "Jump up and grab it.

It's good if you don't know each other.

Zhou Xiaoan raised his hand to dodge, "Does your mother know how to read?" ”

The little boy jumped and almost pounced on Zhou Xiaoan, "My mother knows the food book!" ”

That's enough.

Zhou Xiaoan gave him the candy, he opened the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth three or two times, and began to lick the candy wrapper again, not letting go of the corners and corners of the boy and licking it carefully and carefully.

"You help me do something, and I'll give you three more pieces of candy when it's done."

Zhou Xiaoan took out a pen and wrote the word "rice" in the palm of the little boy's hand, "You go and show this to your mother quietly, remember, you can only show it to your mother quietly, no one can let you see it, or I won't give you sugar!" ”

The little boy nodded, and Zhou Xiaoan continued, "After reading it to her, she whispered in her ear that I have this, and if she wants it, she will come to me secretly." Then you clench your palms tightly, don't let go, and if you loosen a little, you won't give you sugar, so you can grab your palms and come to me to get candy. ”

The little boy ran away, Zhou Xiaoan looked at him from a distance, and saw that he was very obedient and secretly pulled his mother away from the crowd before showing her the palm, and then pointed in the direction of Zhou Xiaoan.

Zhou Xiaoan nodded at the woman, and walked around into a more remote alley next to it.

Mother and son followed.

The little boy ran in front and stretched out his fist to show Zhou Xiaoan.

Zhou Xiaoan opened his hand, spit into the palm of his hand, rubbed it on his dirty clothes, and the pen words rubbed into a ball of ink, and then put four pieces of sugar in his hand, "You did a good job, reward you with one." Now go to the mouth of the alley and guard it, and if someone comes, they will call. ”

The little boy's face turned red with praise and rewards, and he ran to stand guard at the mouth of the alley.

His mother's cheekbones were high, her lips were thin, her face was yellow, her eyes were puffy, and she looked Zhou Xiao'an up and down, "Do you have rice?" "I gave my son so much sugar as soon as I made a move, it seems that it is indeed very promising!

Zhou Xiaoan reached into his satchel, grabbed a handful of white rice, showed her a look, and put it back.

The woman's gaze was almost glued to her satchel, "I don't have any money!" What do you want? ”

Zhou Xiaoan didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, that boy was still being beaten, "I want the gold ring in your son's hand." A gold ring for three catties of rice. ”

Banks buy gold, according to the fineness of the grade, generally about two yuan a gram, a gold ring is only three or four grams.

However, rice has long been no longer available in grain stores, and there is no rice in the residents' grain books for a long time, and the black market rice has reached five or six yuan a catty, and there is still no market, and it is almost impossible to buy it.

A gold ring for three catties of rice is already a very, very cost-effective thing.

The woman's eyes lit up, "No! At least five pounds! ”

Zhou Xiaoan shook his head, "If my grandma is going to die, she will be worried about the gold jewelry she handed over, her eyesight is good, and she can't deceive her with brass, if it weren't for my grandmother to close her eyes, she couldn't exchange rice for anything." ”

When the woman heard this, she became more resolute, "No! It's just five pounds! The state doesn't allow private buyers to buy and sell gold, and you can't find gold jewelry anywhere now! It's just five pounds! Not even one less! ”

Zhou Xiaoan nodded, "Okay!" Five pounds! But I have a condition, my dad is gone, I don't have a boy in my family, my grandmother is gone, and I don't even have a male grandson to break the pot, you lend your son to me for a few days, let him stay until my grandmother leaves, and her old man has a back before leaving. Throw another basin for her, and I'll give you another two catties of rice. ”

In this era, there was a serious collision between old and new ideas, and there was no hurricane-like movement, although the government advocated a new atmosphere and kept the funeral simple, but the people did not have that awareness.

Whoever is gone, they all secretly hold a funeral with complete ceremonies, and if there is no pot, it is a desperate account, and there is no life on Huangquan Road.

But the more you care about these, the more people won't be able to throw pots at people easily. If your own child goes to someone else's house, isn't that someone else's filial son and grandson?!

But the woman did not hesitate, "Okay! But I want ten pounds of rice! Not even a pound less! ”

Zhou Xiaoan didn't dare to delay any longer, "Call your son!" ”

But the woman was not in a hurry, "I want rice now!" Do you have one? ”

Zhou Xiaoan kicked open a broken bamboo basket next to him, and below it was a small noodle pocket, containing at least ten catties of grain.

The woman was relieved, but Zhou Xiaoan was not at ease, "Send the onlookers away and come back, if they are discovered, I won't admit anything." ”

Whether it is buying and selling gold and rice privately, or paying someone to break the pot, this has to be hidden.

The woman nodded happily, "I can't find it!" ”

Zhou Xiaoan followed to the mouth of the alley, saw the woman walk to the middle of the crowd, and after a while, the crowd dispersed, and when everyone left, the man dragged the boy by the back of the neck and dragged him into the alley.

The little son consciously stood guard at the mouth of the alley.

Zhou Xiaoan clenched his fists tightly before he resisted the urge to punch the man!

That's your son! How can you beat him up and drag him away like a dead dog!?

Walking into the alley, the man threw the boy to the ground, and looked Zhou Xiaoan up and down like a woman, "Do you have rice?" ”

Zhou Xiaoan nodded and stared into his eyes, "I want your son to go and give my milk a funeral." ”

No father would be willing to let his son go to someone else's funeral, but the man didn't care at all, "Ten catties of rice, no less!" ”

Zhou Xiaoan pointed to the pocket on the ground with his chin, and the man hurriedly went over to open it, revealing the white rice inside.

"Refined white rice!" The woman couldn't help but exclaim.

The man hugged the rice pocket and left, "Loser girl!" What are you talking about!? Hurry home! The two stared at the rice bag and left, not even looking at the boy on the ground.

Zhou Xiaoan followed them out of the alley, saw that their family opened a door next to them and entered, and then slammed the door shut, and there was no movement.

Zhou Xiaoan hurriedly ran back to the alley, the boy was lying on the ground with a bloody face, his hands were still tightly clenched to his chest, his eyes had begun to drift, but he was still staring at him, as if he was screaming at something, with a desperate ruthlessness.

Zhou Xiaoan took out a towel and hurriedly pressed the wound on his head that was still bleeding, "Wake up!" Don't get dizzy! Feed! Don't faint! I'll snatch your mother's ring from me when I get dizzy! ”

The boy suddenly spasmed, spat out a mouthful of blood foaming at the mouth, and coughed violently.

PS: The evening update is an hour late, about seven o'clock ~ (to be continued.) )