Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

Seeing Yan Fugui being so shameless, Wang Dong was very angry, but he didn't show it.

Although he had a conflict with Yan Fugui and the relationship between Fang Shuang was almost impossible to return to the way it was before, he did not want to completely ruin their relationship.

Of course, this does not mean that Wang Dong is afraid of Yan Fugui, the third uncle, but because Yan Fugui guards the gates of the four courtyards every day, and he can see clearly what he brings in and takes out every day.

There are almost no secrets with Yan Fugui.

Although the house has a patio and a small courtyard, things can be sent outside the courtyard through the wall, but people still have to enter and exit through the front door.

When I start selling the bacon and flour stored at home, I will definitely go out late at night and come home late at night often.

After a long time, even if I didn't say it, Yan Fugui could guess that I often went to Pigeon City.

If one day he finds out that I am selling things in Pigeon City and the news spreads to the four courtyards, I will definitely be in trouble.

People are selfish. Even if two people have a good relationship, they may become enemies and rivals in the face of interests.

While others are starving at home every day, you store a lot of flour and bacon and send them to the Pigeon Market to sell. Any neighbor would feel uncomfortable about this.

Wang Dong wanted to earn more money before the opening up so that he could seize the opportunity and create a broader vision.

But earning wealth is one thing, and he doesn't want to be hated by all the residents in the yard for doing so.

I and Uncle Chen and the others will continue to live in the yard.

As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. It is best to have good relations with your neighbors, but if the relationship cannot be established, you cannot become enemies.

He resolutely suppressed the anger that was surging in his heart and answered patiently: "It's just some white flour and two-grain flour..."

"Dashan and Longfei are out of food at home. Should I take them to the Pigeon Market to buy some?"

"Uncle, I've seen this, can you please move aside?"

"Could it be that the Siheyuan has since become the Yan family's, and we can only enter and leave the Siheyuan with the Third Master's approval?"

Seeing that Tang Dashan was carrying food on his back, Yan Fugui became even more jealous.

Although he could hear the anger in Wang Dong's words, he still continued shamelessly: "Dashan...Long Fei..."

"Third uncle's family is running out of food, why don't you give him some..."

"One catty is not too much, but half an ounce is not too little?"

But Huang Longfei and Tang Dashan both showed hesitant expressions on their faces. They didn't want to give it, but they were embarrassed to give it.

Wang Dong could only speak again: "Third Uncle..."

"Do you know how much a pound of flour costs in Pigeon Market right now?"

"You just opened your mouth and wanted to ask for half a pound or a pound of flour. How shameless of you. You are a teacher who spreads knowledge..."

Facing Wang Dong's repeated ridicule, Yan Fugui could no longer bear it no matter how thick his skin was. He frowned and asked back, "How much is one pound?"

"Two-cow flour is 30 cents per pound, white flour is 80 cents per pound..." Tang Dashan rushed to answer without waiting for Wang Dong to speak, trying to scare Yan Fugui away with the high price.

Yan Fugui was indeed frightened. He looked at Wang Dong and the other two with disbelief and asked, "30 cents a pound of flour, 80 cents a pound of white flour... Dongzi, Dashan, don't fool me..."

"Last year, white flour was only a little over 0.1 yuan per pound, and two-cow flour was 67 cents per pound... It's only been a short time, but the price has increased fivefold... Isn't this just robbing people? Who will be able to afford food in the future..."

"Forget it, I don't want it anymore..."

Yan Fugui was a teacher after all, if a pound of food cost only a few cents, he would still have the guts to ask for it shamelessly. But now a pound of food was equivalent to a day's salary, so no matter how shameless he was, he dared not ask for it.

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Yan Fugui's house. Seeing her husband return to the room dejectedly with empty hands, the third aunt couldn't help but show a disappointed expression on her face, and asked in confusion: "Old man..."

"Didn't you say that Wang Dong and the others went to Pigeon City to buy something? They must have been able to bring back something. Why are they empty-handed?"

Yan Fugui did not respond, but frowned and asked: "Do you know what they bought in the Pigeon Market?"

"Food, I heard it all at the door just now..." the third aunt continued.

Yan Fugui nodded: "Huang Longfei and Tang Dashan each carried two bags back, ten catties of flour and five catties of white flour..."

"I originally wanted to order half a pound of noodles per person, but when I heard the price of noodles sold at the Pigeon Market, I gave up..."

The third aunt asked back: "Why not..."

"Don't they give..."

"Aren't you worried that I'll tell others about their trip to Pigeon City?"

Yan Fugui shook his head and replied: "On the one hand, I don't want to give it, and on the other hand, I don't dare to ask for it..."

"Now, in the pigeon market, 1 jin of flour costs 30 cents, and 1 jin of white flour costs 80 cents. Asking them for 1 jin of flour is like asking them for half a day's salary..."

"It's worth so much money, so what's the difference between that and robbery?"

"I'm a teacher. No matter how thick-skinned I am, I can't do such a thing..."

After that, he asked the aunt, "How much money do we have saved in total?"

The third aunt didn't know why her husband suddenly asked her how much money her family had, but since Yan Fugui was the head of the family, she didn't think much about it and answered directly: "There are two hundred yuan in the passbook..."

"There are still more than 40 yuan at home..."

"After the food supply became less, the money my family saved each month has become less and less. If I remember correctly, I haven't saved a penny in almost three months."

Yan Fugui thought for a moment and replied: "Give me five dollars tomorrow..."

"I also want to go to Pigeon Market to buy food."

"It's only been a short time, and the price of pigeons has increased fivefold..."

"This means that the food supply in the city is getting less and less. Maybe the food supply listed in the grain book will even decrease."

"If this happens, the price of pigeon food will continue to rise..."

"While we can still afford it, let's hurry up and buy some and store them."

The third aunt thought Yan Fugui was crazy, and asked in disbelief: "You are buying food at such a high price..."

"Old man, you are not talking nonsense..."

"What do you know..." Yan Fugui said unhappily.

"You should be aware of the relationship between Huang Longfei and Tang Dashan even if I don't tell you. Wang Dong went with them to buy grain, which means that Wang Dong also supports them in storing grain."

"Wang Dong is the canteen supervisor of the steel mill. He often receives guests outside and comes into contact with leaders. He must know more than us."

"He definitely wouldn't take Huang Longfei and Tang Dashan to Pigeon City to buy food for no reason. He must know some news that we don't know... You can be right if you listen to me about this matter..."

Since Yan Fugui had already made the decision, Third Auntie didn't say much. After thinking for a while, she asked, "Should we tell the other people in the yard about this?"

Yan Fugui shook his head and replied: "I can't say..."

"No one can tell?" (End of this chapter)