All Heavens Pension started from the fiery era

Chapter 15 15. Father's Filial Piety

Yue Bingjiang was not surprised by the actions of the third brother, "Although your third uncle is a bit lazy, he is as filial to your grandma as compared to your father and me, and he has the same thoughts.

It’s not enough to just have eggs, but it’s not bad for grandma to eat one in three days. "

"My dad thinks the same way. Although there are eggs at home, it's not much different from not having them. My grandma is reluctant to eat them. How can this nutrition be supplemented?
I just wanted to see if I could go to the city to buy some brown sugar or something, and then make a bowl of brown sugar water for my milk every day, and it should be much better. "

"I still have half a catty of brown sugar at home, and a cured duck brought back by your second brother. Let your second aunt clean it up later and bring it back to your grandma.

In the past two days, I will find someone to find a way to see if I can exchange a catty or two of sugar coupons. It would be even better if I can find a way to exchange for milk powder and malted milk. "

Yue Bingjiang wished to bring back all the good things at home to his old mother, but the only thing ready-made at home was half a catty of brown sugar and a cured duck, and he didn't have any other nutritious things, so he felt a little anxious.

When Fang Dahong heard that Yue Bingjiang had given away half a catty of brown sugar and a cured duck from his family, his expression was a little unsightly, but he knew that Yue Bingjiang was a dutiful son, and she would definitely not be able to stop this matter, so he didn't say anything .

Yue Wenheng looked simple and honest, but he was not stupid. Fang Dahong's face changed, how could he not see it, so in order not to cause trouble for the second uncle, he said:

"Brown sugar and cured duck are both good things, and they are the best for supplementing nutrition, but I can't use so much milk alone.

It's not easy to save some good things these days, how can I take them all away?
For cured duck, just give me two duck legs, and tear up a little bit of milk every day when cooking, and the cooked rice will be fragrant. "

Yue Bingjiang naturally refused: "What kind of talk is this? Your grandma is suffering in her hometown, can we eat this duck meat?

Needless to say, the brown sugar and cured duck at home will be brought back to your milk, and you must make up for your milk, so that the old lady cannot lose her health. "

"I still have 10 yuan left. How about I go to the black* and see if I can get a count?" Yue Wenheng didn't want to embarrass the second uncle too much, so he said this idea.

"I can't go!" Yue Bingjiang's attitude was very firm, "It's not at the end of the mountain, how can I go to the market? You should take this thing back first, and it will be enough for the old lady to eat for a few days. These days I If you think about it again, you can find some good things.”

Yue Wenheng knew that his second uncle would not agree, but he didn't want to hide it from him, so he could only persuade him patiently:
"I'm just changing the counting tickets, and I don't hold anything in my hand. Be careful, and there shouldn't be any problems. Besides, I'm a countryman, and I don't have a job. Even if I get caught, I'm not afraid. At most, I criticize education. A few words."

"If I say no, I just can't. There is no need to discuss this matter! It's not the end of the day, and the men of our old Yue's family can't do things that violate the law. This is a matter of principle. If you don't starve to death, you must never go to the city. .” Yue Bingjiang’s expression was very severe.

Yue Wenxuan came from later generations, and was influenced by the ideas of later generations, so he didn't object to the need to de-hack.

But people in this era, in their minds, link the behavior of going to the city with illegal crimes. They are not forced to a dead end, and no one wants to go to the underworld.

This is also one of the reasons why Yue Wenxuan can sell fish at a high price. Ordinary people would rather pay a high price to buy fish from him than take risks in the market.

If he hadn't come to this era, he would have thought that there was everything in the market in this era, but the real situation was not like that at all.

The so-called * market or the pigeon market is just a scattered gathering of people who are flipping various bills.

Bills do not take up space, and it is not conspicuous to put them in any pocket. If you find the situation, you can escape in time.

Even so, these people are still worried all day long, for fear of being arrested by the relevant departments.

Those who sell meat, eggs and fish in the *market are basically fellow villagers from the suburbs, they cannot be from the city, and the number is very small.

People in the city want to sell meat, eggs and fish, but they don't have to worry about not being able to find a trading partner, so they can do it in private, without going to the city to take risks.

Those black drug dealers who make a career out of this, if they buy meat, eggs, fish and other physical goods through various channels, these things will not be sold in the drug market openly, they will only find specific people to trade in private.

The more you do this, the more cautious you are, and the more private your transactions will be.Those who are really courageous, in such a severe period, will go in within a year or two at most.

It is precisely because he understands the dangers of trading in the *market that Yue Wenxuan can use the golden space to catch fish in large quantities, but he dare not sell them in large quantities in black *.

A normal person, under the premise that the basic life is guaranteed, no one would think about doing illegal and criminal things.

"Okay, then I will listen to my second uncle, and I won't go to * City."

Yue Bingjiang was still very prestigious in the eyes of his nephew, and Yue Wenheng dared not listen to what he said.Although he was reluctant, he agreed.

Dispelling his nephew's idea of ​​going to the underworld, Yue Bingjiang continued:
"Your grandma's stomach has not been very good all the time. You need to eat something easy to digest. There are still a few catties of rice and a little bit of noodles left at home. Let your second aunt clean it up in a while. Go give you milk."

Hearing this, Fang Dahong on the side clenched his fists tightly, his eyes seemed to be on fire, he opened his mouth a few times, but finally held back.

After living together for so many years, Yue Bingjiang knew Fang Dahong's temper very well.But now he is not in the mood to take into account Fang Dahong's feelings, all he wants is to pack up some more good things to bring back to his old lady, so that his old lady cannot be wronged no matter what.

Grandma's lack of nutrition, of course Yue Wenxuan would not stand idly by. He could solve this problem by himself, but he certainly couldn't stop his old father from being filial, so he didn't speak up right away.

Now seeing Fang Dahong's reluctance, he felt angry and said deliberately:

"It just so happened that I changed the counting ticket yesterday afternoon. I planned to give it to my family to subsidize the family. Since grandma needs to supplement nutrition, I will bring it back to my eldest brother first."

Yue Wenxuan took out a few tickets and handed them to Yue Wenheng, "There are 2 catties of brown sugar tickets and 8 catties of [-] taels of sanitation oil tickets, please tell grandma not to be reluctant to use them, I still have them here when they are all used up.

I'll go back to my hometown to see her in a few days. If she's not in good spirits, don't think I'm nagging. "

Yue Wenheng didn't expect the second brother to be so generous, and was quite surprised, "This is too much, how can grandma eat by herself?

You have this filial piety, and I don't stop it, but there is no need to give so much.

I'll just take a catty of brown sugar tickets and a catty of sanitary oil tickets, and you can keep the other tickets yourself. "

(End of this chapter)