Yang Yu saw that Boss Yang looked unfamiliar and threatening, and thought about it again.

"Hey, big brother, I was wrong." Yang Yu suddenly changed his face, and hugged Yang Jun's waist with a hippie smile and begged for mercy.

"My good big brother, you can promise me, I Yang Yu can have no house, but I can't have no brother, if I really promise you, how will I mix in school in the future?"

I'm a mother, you're a girl, you're still a girl?

Yang Jun looked at the black line in his head, speechlessly at his sister who had the potential to be a big sister.

No, no.

I'm going to the hospital.

Brain pain.

"Okay, okay, I'll step back, you can play with your brothers, but not the terrier." Yang Jun felt that it was unrealistic for Yang Yu to cut off relations with her classmates for a while, so he took a step back.

The stick terrier kid steals chickens and dogs, his hands and feet are not clean, and he has the characteristics of a white-eyed wolf, he is not a righteous person, if he stabs his sister in the back one day, it will be too late to regret it.

So Yang Jun wants to think about changing Yang Yu, first of all, let her stay away from the stick terrier.

"But the terrier is my most capable little brother, you can't just ...... him in the morning"

Yang Yu tried to explain to the stick terrier, but seeing Yang Jun's stern eyes, there was no room for negotiation, and he suddenly panicked.

"That'...... Okay, but, Boss Yang, be honest, I promised to cut off the stick terrier, but you can't go back on the house you promised me......"

"Ouch, Boss Yang......"

Yang Jun gave his sister a brain crash, with an angry face.

No big, no small, let you take a bite of Boss Yang.

Little brat, today I will let you know what it means to be "an elder brother is like a father".

Come on, Yang Laosi, feel the fatherly love from Yang Laosi.

……

At the time of dinner.

No one in the family tacitly agreed to mention what happened in the afternoon.

After eating, when the family gathered around the matchbox, Qin Huairu came to the door with a stupid pillar, Qin Huairu apologized for her mother-in-law Jia Zhang's private hanging lock, she was afraid of embarrassment, so she begged the stupid pillar to follow her.

Putting aside Qin Huairu's bloodsucking stupidity, it is undeniable that she is definitely a great woman for family responsibility or love loyalty.

In addition to her vampire stupid pillar, have you ever seen her suck the blood of others?

After Jia Dongxu died, it stands to reason that she could remarry, but she didn't do that, she was still a filial and unreasonable mother-in-law as before, and she also fulfilled the responsibility of a mother to her three children.

To say that she didn't know about Jia Zhang's private padlock and forcibly occupied the house, Yang Jun didn't believe it, but the matter has already started up, and people know that it is wrong, and they come to apologize, there is no need to ignore people, after all, everyone will still have a yard in the future.

After saying a kind word to Qin Huairu, and chatting with Silly Zhu about being naughty together when he was a child, Qin Huairu saw that the time was almost up, so he went back.

Following.

At about four o'clock in the morning, Yang Jun woke up, he got up lightly, put on his coat, put on a scarf, and then took the door and went out of the yard.

Yesterday I promised to give the rest of the money to the fifth child, and now I have to settle the money.

He had long heard that the pigeon market could be used to dispense supplies, and he was going to try his luck today.

There are hundreds of pigeon markets in Sijiu City, the scale is different, and the largest is Dongzhimen and Lama Temple.

In the winter of these four or nine cities, when it is cold, it can really kill people, the cold wind is like a knife and drills straight into people's arms, at this time the sky is gloomy, and snowflakes begin to fall in the sky.

Yang Jun put up the collar of his military coat, wrapped his head in a scarf, stomped his feet a few times, felt a little warm, recognized the direction, and ran towards the Lama Temple.

Crossing the Lama Temple Street, crossing a bridge to the north, not far from the west is the Lama Temple pigeon market, obviously on the back of the altar of the earth, it is already far away from the Lama Temple, I don't know why it is called the Lama Temple pigeon market.

Far away, Yang Jun found that there were shadows in front of him, and from time to time a few flashlights flickered, but they were quickly extinguished.

Most of the people who come to Pigeon City to transfer materials carry flashlights, in fact, they not only use flashlights to illuminate the road, but also use them when trading.

Both sides of the transaction understand a truth, the flashlight can only shine on the goods and money tickets, and must not shine on the other party's face, otherwise it will be a big taboo.

Yang Jun looked around, the Lama Temple was exactly the same as in his memory when he was a child, there was no major change, but at this moment, there were about thousands of people around the Lama Temple waiting for the transfer of materials, and there were scattered figures in the distance.

The Lama Temple pigeon market has a daily flow of at least 1,000 people, and the materials of the adjustable agent are very complete, including grain, non-staple food, clothes, black and white metal, all kinds of meat, and old objects, and it is worthy of being one of the largest pigeon markets in Sijiu City.

Yang Jun lifted the scarf online, revealing only a pair of eyes, so he looked at an empty position, stood in line with the sellers on both sides, and stood in place with his arms folded.

There is an unwritten rule in the pigeon market, those who sell things stand on both sides of the road, and those who buy things can go around.

"Hey buddy, do you have a watch ticket?"

Suddenly, a person who wrapped himself tightly like him came over in front of him, and asked in a low voice.

Listening to his hoarse voice, Yang Jun understood that this was deliberately making people unrecognizable and pinching his throat to speak, and people here were pinching their throats when talking, and everyone was not surprised.

"No, but there are sewing tickets." Yang Jun whispered in his throat.

Yang Jun remembered that he only had one bicycle ticket, one watch ticket, two sewing tickets, but the only thing missing was the radio ticket.

There is only one watch ticket, naturally it can't be sold, he still has to keep it for himself, like three turns and one ring, this kind of ticket is numbered, and he doesn't dare to copy it, so he can only sell the extra sewing ticket.

"Forget it, I originally wanted to buy a watch for a business trip to see the time, but since I don't have one, I'll go somewhere else."

The man had a disappointed tone, as if he had already asked a lot of questions.

If it is so easy to get it, as an eighth-level fitter, Yi Zhonghai, and the second-master bangs of the seventh-level forger, they have already bought a bicycle with a salary of eighty or ninety yuan per month.

Even if it is placed in the rolling mill, there are only a few bicycle tickets and watch tickets every year, and dozens of cadres can't be divided, let alone ordinary workers.

Whether it is a bicycle ticket or a watch ticket, there are numbers and models on it, for example, watch tickets, whether it is Shanghai's "Spring Bud", or Tianjin's "Oriental", all are 120 yuan, of course, this is only the price of the watch, the ticket is calculated separately, the general watch ticket is more expensive than a watch, a watch ticket costs at least 140 yuan to buy, so a watch to buy at least 260 yuan.