If anyone buys and sells things privately, no one knows that they are naturally safe, and once they are discovered, they will be charged with speculation, and then sent directly to the bureau.

Xin He remembered that the charge of speculation did not seem to be abolished until 97.

If you go in, you'll be in prison for decades.

So at this time, people basically risked their lives to secretly go to the black market to exchange things.

However, there are many people who dare to dare to do it, and the final harvest is also considerable.

Many people made a lot of money by secretly buying and selling things on the black market, and there were already many 10,000 yuan households in the sixties and seventies.

Therefore, Xin He was a little surprised by Song Xiao's words.

She didn't feel like Song Xiao was a person who was short of money.

Not to mention the money in Song's mother's hand, it is the money that Song Xiao earns from the newspaper every month, which is enough for him to spend, right?

Song Xiao looked at the reflection of Xin He in the pond, and he said casually: "Who would be afraid of more money? ”

This is very true, and Xin He also thinks it makes sense.

However, Xin He turned his head sideways: "Why did you think of pulling me along?" ”

Song Xiao didn't seem to want to go back to this question, he squatted down and picked up the water in the river with the branches, "Who let me know only you?" Don't talk about it yet, think about it. ”

was told by Song Xiao, and Xin He did not continue to ask.

She thinks it's feasible, and there's nothing to lose anyway.

As for being caught, the chances are about zero.

Not to mention that there are two cats, as far as her light skills are concerned, even if people come to her, she can escape the scene in minutes.

Xin He also squatted down, she supported her chin, and asked Song Xiao sideways: "I can do it with you, but I have a question, are you short of money?" ”

She still couldn't figure it out, Song Xiao suddenly started trading.

He really doesn't look like the kind of person who is short of money.

Song Xiao sighed helplessly when he heard this, he glanced around, and only after making sure that there was no one before he spoke.

"Grandpa said a long time ago that this situation should not last too long, not to mention the rest for the time being, just take the matter of buying and selling things, if it has always been a supply and marketing cooperative model, and people are not allowed to make their own livelihoods, then how can the country develop?"

The boy's voice was clear and comfortable.

However, Xin He did not leave behind the content of Song Xiao's words.

After listening, she had to praise Song Xiao's grandfather.

Xin He only waited until the follow-up because she had a plot in hand.

But Song Xiao's grandfather can guess what will happen next by relying on the current situation, which is indeed remarkable.

Although the ten-year turmoil in the sixth or sixth year was delayed, it did not prevent Song Xiao from guessing his grandfather.

Xin He nodded, "Okay, then we'll discuss this matter again when I release the children at night." ”

After speaking, Xin He waved his paw at Song Xiao and went back.

At this time, there are many children on vacation in the village, and the time for Xin He and Song Xiao to meet every day is even more difficult.

After all, there are many people in the village, and if someone sees it spreading nonsense, it will be troublesome.

When the children are released, they can only try to avoid the crowd at other times.

Taking advantage of the only time they had to meet each day, Xin He and Song Xiao finalized their business plan.

Xin He sometimes feels a little emotional, how can she have a rush to date her little lover?

Every time we meet, it's sneaky, and the little radish heads have to make excuses to prevaricate when they're there.