Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Feng Qingxue didn't know that the reason Wang Jiao asked Zhang Yuejin to resign was because before she got married, the Lu family gave her a bicycle and a sewing machine, which were so impressive that people were jealous.

Zhang Yuejin has been working for many years and has his own salary in hand. With the financial conditions, he is willing to meet Wang Jiao's requirements.

"My cousin-in-law is really nice to my cousin." Feng Qingxue said. The most important thing is that Zhang Yuejin has good intentions.

"I think Lu Jiang is also very kind to you." Wang Dachun smiled heartily, "You and Jiaojiao are both blessed girls. A girl's life is not about glory and wealth, but whether she lives well or not. Yuejin Although he is not as capable as Lu Jiang, our family is very satisfied with his obedience to Jiaojiao."

What kind of person is Wang Jiao? It's not like the elder brother doesn't know. He can marry a husband like Zhang Yuejin, let alone him. Even his parents said that their daughter had to cultivate blessings for three lifetimes to get Zhang Yuejin.

Feng Qingxue nodded in agreement, "Brother is right, I think so too."

It is very difficult for a woman, whether rich or poor, to have a happy marriage and make her wife happy and healthy throughout her life. Then this man must be a good man among good men.

Wang Dachun thought for a while and whispered: "Xiaoxue, there are many people in the black market using old things or gold jewelry to exchange money for food. There are many people in the city hiding these things waiting for food to save their lives. I will use my own money today." I exchanged the ten pounds of dried sweet potatoes for your sister-in-law with a gold fork inlaid with precious stones. I also exchanged it for Jiaojiao with the grain my parents asked me to pick out. I also exchanged it for a gold bracelet and a dozen yuan. You are a girl, and there is no harm in girls getting themselves some gold and silver jewelry.”

Let’s just say that there are no fools in the world. There must be many people who exchange grain for jewelry and antiques. No wonder there are always so many people in the black market exchanging gold, silver, jewelry and old items for grain.

Feng Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled, "I remember, brother."

Wang Dachun chuckled and said, "My father and your second and third brothers have done this too. Of course, you can only do this after ensuring that your family has enough food. No matter how good those things are, they are not as good as those caused by natural and man-made disasters." Food is important, otherwise why would those people be willing to exchange those things for food? They are all human beings and they all know that life is more valuable than gold and silver."

"Brother, don't worry, I know the severity."

"It's good that you know. We can't put the cart before the horse." As soon as Wang Dachun finished speaking, he saw a young man running towards him in a hurry. His purpose seemed to be where his brother and sister were. "Xiaoxue, do you know him?"

Feng Qingxue looked up and saw that it was Shen Feihong and said with a smile, "I'm just waiting for him."

Standing up slowly, she approached Shen Feihong with her backpack in one hand, "Brother Feihong, are your things still there?"

"Yes." Shen Feihong nodded to Wang Dachun, turned sideways to avoid the eyes of passers-by, took it out of his trouser pocket and showed it to her. Sure enough, it was almost the same as the one yesterday. Then he slipped it back into his pocket and said, "It's the brother of mine who asked for five dollars." Ten dollars and thirty pounds of cornmeal.”

Feng Qingxue was stunned and said disapprovingly: "Brother Feihong, you don't have such a big mouth, do you? You and I both understand the price of cornmeal. If it costs less than five yuan on the black market, you may not be able to buy it. Three, five, ten. Five, thirty kilograms of cornmeal is worth one hundred and fifty yuan. I can use two hundred yuan to buy a bracelet worth more than a hundred yuan. I’m full!”