Chapter 115
The Green Tea’s Crushing Victories in the ’70s
Uncle Zong asked abruptly, âRugui, did the girl come on foot or on bike?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Wen Ruguiâs chopsticks paused in midair. âShe took the bus.âUncle Zong asked again, âDid you walk her to the bus stop then?âWen Rugui suddenly felt that even the pickled cabbage in his mouth wasnât tasty anymore. ââ¦â¦ No.âOld Mr. Wen raised his brows and looked at Wen Rugui with grave disappointment. âLook at you being so inattentive about these things. No wonder you still havenât found yourself a wife at your age!âWen canât-find-himself-a-wife
Rugui, ââ¦â¦â¦â¦âOld Mr. Wen was so mad that he shouted out loudly, âAnd you are still sitting here eating? Hurry up and grab the candies from home and chase after the girl!âWen Rugui quickly put down his chopsticks and Uncle Zong, to one side, also bounced up and grabbed the White Rabbit candies and snacks from their house.Wen Rugui grabbed the stuff and, right when he was about to take off, saw the plate where the pickled cabbage and fish sat.âUncle Zong, can you please pour the remainder in a different container. Iâll bring this back to her, cleaned.âOld Mr. Wen could not have been more disappointed. âYou are so good when it comes to studying. Why are you such a fool when it comes to chasing girls? What is the rush of returning the plate to her? Leave it here so you have an excuse to go see her next time!âWen Rugui was dumbfounded. You can do that?Old Mr. Wen waved his hand. âDonât just stand there. Hurry up and go!âWen Rugui did not insist on it. He hopped onto his bike and took off.Old Mr. Wen tsked and said, âI still have to worry about him at my age and he had the audacity in blaming me for eating his fish? That being said, Rugui wasnât like me at all. I was so courageous when I was pursuing his grandmother back in the day!âUncle Zong tightened his lips and didnât make a sound.He, however, remembered what his dad had told him in the past. âCommander was so nervous around the old madam that heâd stutter, and he could barely walk straight. Old madam, for a while there, thought he was a fool.âOld Mr. Wen said, âXiao Zong, take out two pieces of the green bean cakes. One for you and one for Rugui. Bring the rest into my room. If Rugui asks later on, tell him you ate the rest.âUncle Zong, ââ¦â¦âCommander, you canât be that shameful!***Wen Rugui chased after Tong Xuelu on his bike, but Tong Xuelu had already taken off on a bus.He recalled her telling him that she would be switching to work at the government-operated restaurant. He kicked his feet and headed toward the government-operated restaurant.Tong Xuelu returned to Su Xiuyingâs place and picked up the rest of the green bean cakes that she had made. Instead of returning to Yanqing County, she planned to go check out the black market.It was still two years from the reform and opening and she didnât want to just sit around and do nothing. She should at least make some more money and aim to buy their own house as soon as possible.She had asked Su Xiuying the whereabouts of the black market.Su Xiuying was surprised that Tong Xuelu was asking about it but she didnât pry any further. She merely told Tong Xuelu of its location and what to watch out for.Tong Xuelu thanked Su Xiuying and headed toward Xishui Road with her green bean cakes.After arriving at Xishui Road, Tong Xuelu finally understood why the black market was located here.Xishui Road was very hidden and had a lot of small branches leading into all directions. During a crackdown, people there would be able to get away easily from any of these small paths instead of everyone being caught at the same time.That being said, the black marketâs location wasnât fixed. Once the cops had discovered it, the underground people would abandon the location and look for a new one. It was always in flux.