Back to the 70s: My Wife is Both Fierce and Crazy

Chapter 144 Going to the Zhong Family

After lunch, Bai Jing went to the lumber mill. She wanted to ask her third uncle for Uncle Zhong's phone number. She had asked for it once before, but she had forgotten.

When we arrived at the lumberyard, it started snowing again.

When Bai Jing arrived at the door, she saw an old man drinking hot, strong tea, and she felt incredibly envious.

"Hello sir, I'm here to see my third uncle. He's in the carpentry workshop. His name is Bai Quanshou. Could you please call him for me?" Bai Jing pulled down her scarf and breathed on it as she quickly spoke to the person inside.

The old man looked up at Bai Jing and saw that she was a fair-skinned young girl. Grandpa Zhang put down his teacup and said, "Girl, come in first. It's snowing outside, don't get cold." He opened the door and let Bai Jing in.

Bai Jing said gratefully, "Thank you, sir."

"No need to thank me, we're all serving the people. Come on, have some hot water." Grandpa Zhang warmly handed Bai Jing an empty cup and poured her a glass of water.

Bai Jing definitely wouldn't drink it, but it's still a good way to warm her hands.

The old man dialed the internal phone number in no time, and Bai Jing waited a short while before her third uncle arrived.

"Xiaojing, why did you come here on such a cold day? Aren't you at work today?" Bai Quanshou, who had run over in the cold wind, had a frosty expression on his face. He had run over, and when he learned that it was his niece looking for him, he quickened his pace even more than usual.

“The bureau gave me a holiday and I’m ready to be called upon at any time. The bureau isn’t busy lately, and since my parents are busy, I’m helping my family buy some things for the New Year.”

As Bai Jing explained, remembering the purpose of her visit, she asked directly, "I lost Uncle Wang's phone last time, could you give it to me again, Uncle?"

Upon hearing that they were looking for Wang Fei and the others, Bai Quanshou assumed that the matter from last time had been resolved. "Is it not too difficult?" he couldn't help but ask with concern.

Bai Jing knew that her third uncle had misunderstood, but she didn't remind him. It wasn't a big deal, even though she hadn't told Director Shao yet.

"No problem, just give me the phone. I don't want to go down there in this freezing weather." She'd rather go into the mountains, but some things can't be obtained there.

Besides meat.

Bai Quanshou felt relieved. "Your Uncle Wang is still in the commune, but your Uncle Zhong is in town. You can find your Uncle Zhong too." So he wrote down the phone number while telling Bai Jing some big news.

This was truly unexpected; Bai Jing had assumed the two were still at the commune.

"Why did Uncle Zhong come to town?" she asked curiously.

Bai Quanshou only recently learned about this matter. "Your Uncle Zhong's parents live in town. Before, they lived at his sister's house in the commune."

There's an old man named Zhang here, and there are many things that can't be said openly, but Bai Quanshou still said some things that could be said.

Bai Jing was surprised to find that Uncle Zhong's family lived in the town. "Oh, I see. Then give me Uncle Zhong's address. I'd like to go and get acquainted with the place."

Since Uncle Zhong is a local, things will be much easier.

Although I don't understand why the two of them went to the commune to run a black market, I suppose they have quite a few connections.

She wondered why they had found her here; perhaps it was because of her identity.

After all, he is quite famous in the eyes of some people.

"Okay, I had the same idea." He wrote down the phone number and then the address.

Grandpa Zhang, who was listening nearby, didn't say anything or ask anything. He even turned his head to the side, refusing to look at Bai Quanshou who was writing.

Although the paper and pen were his, he wasn't that stingy.

"Here, remember to bring something when you visit. Don't go empty-handed, after all, there are elders at home." Bai Quanshou gave the note and added a reminder.

Bai Jing took it, smiled, and said, "Okay."

Bai Quanshou went back to work, and Bai Jing also left the gatehouse.

Grandpa Zhang glanced at Bai Jing a few more times as she left. Although he was now retired, his former colleagues and friends were still in high positions, and he knew some things about her. Grandpa Zhang formed a new opinion of Bai Jing, something she was completely unaware of.

After leaving the lumber mill, Bai Jing looked at the address in her hand and went directly to the Zhennan Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

The main reason is that Uncle Zhong's family lives there.

The supply and marketing cooperative here is similar to the one back home. Maybe it's because it's close to the Chinese New Year, but there are quite a lot of people here.

Bai Jing took out some money and bought some cigarettes, alcohol, and candy as gifts. She originally planned to leave directly, but when she saw the bicycle displayed in a conspicuous place, she looked at the things she was carrying and walked over.

"Hello, how much is this bicycle?" she asked the saleswoman knitting a sweater next to her, pointing to a women's bicycle.

The sales clerk glanced up at Bai Jing, saw that she was dressed nicely, and then calmly quoted the price.

"The bicycle costs 160 yuan, the registration fee is 5 yuan, plus a bicycle ticket."

The price is not bad; Bai Jing can accept it.

So she took out the bicycle ticket she had left in her cloth bag, counted out sixteen ten-yuan bills, and took out another five yuan. "Here, give me a receipt."

The sales clerk never expected that the young woman would buy such a large item so readily.

What family's daughter is this spendthrift?

"Don't you want to discuss this with your family?" The salesperson couldn't help but remind them, fearing that the family would cause trouble.

"No need, this is all my own money from working." Bai Jing smiled. She wasn't angry; she knew the other person meant well.

"Alright then." The sales clerk was incredibly jealous, her eyes brimming with envy.

Why isn't she that wealthy?

The ticket was issued quickly. Bai Jing took the ticket, paid the money, and then came back with the receipt to pick up her car.

The salesperson gave her another receipt, saying, "Take this to the police station to get it stamped, otherwise you can't drive it."

Considering the distance to the police station, Bai Jing asked, "I have something to do this afternoon, can I go tomorrow?"

The salesperson didn't say anything, knowing that their location was far from the police station.

"That's fine. If you're stopped for a check on the way, remember to show them all your tickets and receipts so they don't mistake you for a thief," the sales clerk kindly reminded him.

"Okay, I've got it. Thank you," Bai Jing said with a smile.

As Bai Jing pushed her bicycle out, she was pointed at and whispered about by many people, but she didn't care at all. Once she was out the gate, she simply got on her bicycle and rode away.

Bai Jingren is gone, but she has left behind a lot of discussion.

"What are you saying? If you're so capable, let your daughter come and buy it too! All you do is belittle others. You're not capable yourself, so you can't allow other girls to be capable either." In the end, the sales clerk couldn't stand it anymore and came out to give her a good scolding before it finally stopped.

Uncle Zhong's house is on the south side of the town. In fact, most of the people living here are town officials.

This is what Bai Jing discovered after finding the address.

She hadn't paid much attention to these things before, but now she felt that Uncle Zhong's family was probably quite extraordinary.

Given his family's status, they wouldn't be able to get help from the black market, right?
I can’t figure it out. I can’t figure it out.

"Comrade, please wait a moment." Bai Jing was stopped at the gate.

The security guard outside the family compound picked up the phone and confirmed with the people inside.

Before long, Bai Jing was allowed to pass.