Siheyuan: Give me incredible understanding but not knowledge

"Mom, do you want to spend money?"

"otherwise……"

Jia Dongxu hesitated for a moment. In fact, his salary is not very much. It is good to be able to maintain a small family.

But looking at Jia Zhang's appearance, I felt bad in my heart.

Anyway, at least at this moment, he felt a little guilty in his heart.

It's the guilt for Lao Jia.

But what he is considering is, if he gives money to Jia Zhang, how much should be appropriate for this matter.

"Otherwise, I'll give you one dollar a month, and you can use it first."

"You also know that I am no better than my father now, my salary is only so much, and there are still some bad jokes in the family."

When Mrs. Jia Zhang heard this, she didn't want to listen anymore. To put it bluntly, didn't she have much money to give her?

One yuan a month was not even enough for her to take medicine. Since Lao Jia passed away, she felt pain all over her body.

Then I went to the hospital and was prescribed some painkillers, eh!

It's really good. After eating it, I feel much better all over and there's no pain or soreness at all.

But looking at his son, he thought about it.

"Do you still remember the couplets I asked you to get back from Lin Jiajun today?"

"Last year I got up at night and saw those boys from the Yan family taking down the couplets in the entire yard."

"Then the year before last, think about it!"

"I'm sure there is definitely a market for this thing, but I don't know exactly what the market will be, so I plan to squat with them today."

"When the time comes, let's follow behind and see if we can find a way to sell this couplet so that you don't have to pay too much, just the one dollar you said."

Ms. Jia Zhang is still reluctant to part with this dollar. Her current need for painkillers is simply addictive.

If I don't eat for a day, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Calculated, it only costs three yuan for a whole month.

She still has a little bit of foundation now, but if she continues to eat like this, she won't be able to survive without new money coming in.

So now Jia Zhang is very eager to find a new way.

When Jia Dongxu heard this, he reacted.

"Mom, this is..."

"Isn't it okay if no one knows about it? How many people are doing this now. As long as they don't do it every day, the police won't embarrass us even if they are caught."

"Besides, it's the Chinese New Year now."

"Over there at the black market..."

Speaking of the black market, Jia Zhang was also stunned. She originally wanted to say that even the black market is open by default during the Chinese New Year.

There are even some special personnel inside who provide some special supplies so that the residents of Beijing can at least ensure a good New Year.

But the most basic rules and regulations cannot be broken, so this method needs to be adopted.

Jia Zhang's eyes lit up when she thought of this, and then she looked at her son.

When Jia Dongxu was looked at like this, he felt a chill on his back and the hair all over his body stood upside down.

I don’t know what my mother thought of again.

"son!"

"Mom, you said..."

Jia Dongxu's voice was a little trembling, mainly because the scene now was too strange and strange.

There were no lights on inside the house, only a corridor light was lit in the yard outside the house, which belonged to the uncle's house.

That is to say, on New Year's Eve, one light must be turned on.

There was a faint light, it was a snowy night outside, and the wind was howling non-stop.

Under the dim light, an old lady suddenly had a thoughtful expression on her wrinkled face.

Fortunately, it was Jia Dongxu's mother, otherwise he would have picked up the hoe and hit Jia Zhang twice before he felt relieved.

"Why don't you and I go to the black market? I probably know where they sell it."

"Go out in the middle of the night and come back in the middle of the night."

"Apart from the black market, where else are there people?"

When Jia Dongxu heard this, he looked outside and looked at Jia Zhang with some hesitation, but he thought he would only give one yuan.

I also cursed secretly in my heart, why did I start it like this when I have nothing to do.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have said anything. I don't know why I got so obsessed just now that I said I wanted to give Jia Zhang a dollar.

But now it seems that if you don’t go, you won’t be able to get out of trouble if you pay one yuan.

"Mom, it's agreed. If the sale price is too much, I won't give you one dollar a month."

"Um……"

"Okay, okay! I knew I couldn't count on you, but now you are being manipulated by Hu Dahua. You don't look like a man at all."

"My father, wasn't it also controlled by you?"

Jia Dongxu said unconvinced, and then Jia Zhang curled her lips.

"Then your father and I are in a free relationship. He likes me, but Hu Dahua and you have no choice but to be together."

"We have no choice but to be together. I can't just like Dahua!"

Jia Dongxu said stubbornly, and finally decided to follow Jia Zhang outside, just as the two of them went out to close the door.

"be careful!"

"Ok!"

After closing the door, Jia Dongxu followed Jia Zhang into the wind and snow.

The black market is located some distance away from the chip factory. Because it is some distance away from the chip factory, it has not been relocated.

It's just that the roads here are much better than before, and there are still street lights on the roadside, which is one of the very few in Beijing.

There are also security section booths on the road. There is a very short police force across the country, so some important factories have security sections.

They weren't surprised when they saw Jia Zhang and the others walking towards the black market. Although it was New Year's Eve, there were really a lot of people there.

Arriving at the black market, the black market is very large and is also located in an abandoned factory. There are many spider webs hanging in the corners of the dilapidated rooms.

Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu found an open space and spread out the couplets.

A lot of people came as soon as it started. They were all people who bought last year and were ready to try their luck this year.

See if you can wait for the person who sells fonts. They have become a little popular in their circle of friends this year.

Because I don’t know who wrote it, and because of its extremely high level, I got the envy of many friends.

Secondly, because they themselves also collect some things, the quality of the things can naturally be seen.

If the font had not reached an extreme level and even had a new font style, they would not have paid for it.

Collecting this thing is a collection of scarcity, commonly known as top-notch goods, top-notch good things.

That's what antiques are like. Valuable antiques were very valuable in their time.

A broken folk bowl, even from the Ming Dynasty, is worthless now.

So not long after Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu came here, someone came over and frowned when they saw the six couplets.

"Last year it was more than that."

“They weren’t here to sell it last year either!”