Old Mrs. Song is reborn; get out of here, you scumbag husband and illegitimate child!

Director Zhang rode his old bicycle, his legs practically sparking, and as soon as he entered the house, he started yelling:

"Brother, sister-in-law, I had a really great experience today in Cicada Alley."

Brother Zhang was drinking tea from his enamel mug when he was startled. "What's got you in such a hurry? Are you obsessed with money?"

The brothers don't usually see each other very often.

Especially after he got married, his parents moved to another place with his third son.

He gave everything to the third son.

Brother Zhang and Director Zhang had a lot of arguments because of this incident; their relationship used to be quite good.

"Even worse than being obsessed with money." Director Zhang wiped his sweat and raised his voice eight octaves. "There's a Sister Song over there who has a batch of original imported large appliances."

"Sharp TVs, Toshiba refrigerators, and that Hitachi washing machine... and most importantly, no receipts needed. You can just pay and pick it up."

As Sister-in-law Zhang came out of the kitchen, the dishcloth in her hand fell to the ground.

"Second brother, are you kidding? My nephew is getting married next month, and my family has been begging and pleading everywhere for a TV show ticket, but we still couldn't get one. How accurate is your information?"

"Absolutely accurate, I just got back from there."

Director Zhang, panting heavily, said, "They have foreign investment backgrounds and are following the path of overseas Chinese investing back in China. Besides those, there's also a game console called the Atari 2600."

Sister Song said it's one of the trendiest gadgets from abroad, costing several hundred yuan each; you just plug it into the TV and you can play games.

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The older sister-in-law waved her hand, "Forget about game consoles. No respectable family would waste money on that. Color TVs and refrigerators are much better things."

Brother Zhang pretended to be angry and said:

"What do you know, you're just a woman? If you don't want her, no one will."

The older sister-in-law beamed, "I just didn't understand. There are plenty of people who want to buy them."

She grabbed Director Zhang's arm.

"Second brother, you've really helped your wife out. How long has it been since you and your older brother had a couple of drinks together? Let's eat here tonight."

Sister-in-law Zhang took off her apron and threw it on a chair. "Second brother, you sit down. I'll go to the alley entrance to weigh two catties of pig's head meat and buy half a roast duck. You two brothers will have a good drink tonight."

"Sister-in-law, come to your house for dinner again later, and have a couple of drinks with my brother."

I told Sister Song that we'd go over tonight and choose first.

Director Zhang glanced at his watch. "Sister-in-law, you should hurry back to your parents' home and have your brother bring you enough money. I still need to inform a few old classmates; this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Brother Zhang's head turned in a flash.

"You should go back to your parents' home right away, I'm going to the railway bureau."

Aunt Zhang hurriedly brought out a bag of red dates and walnuts from the kitchen. "These were a gift from my colleagues. Take them back for Yuhua to eat."

Director Zhang accepted it.

The three of them went out together, each heading to their own destination.

Meanwhile, Zhao Shuanghua, who had just returned from a business trip to Hebei Province, didn't even go home; he grabbed his bag and went straight into the steel plant.

He went straight to the director's office, knocked on the door, and went in.

"Director, are you busy?"

Director Tu was flipping through the newspaper when he saw the TV set in the middle and couldn't help but mutter, "No stock every day, what's the point of making TV sets?"

He only regretted not working in a television factory.

Hearing Liu Shuanghua speak, she looked up at him and said, "Shuanghua, you're back? You must be tired from your business trip."

"It's not hard work."

Zhao Shuanghua lowered her voice, "Director, last time I heard you say that your grandson is getting married and urgently needs a color TV, but you haven't found the ticket yet?"

The director sighed, "Don't even mention it. We have the tickets, but the shopping mall is out of stock and we'll have to wait in line. You said it would take forever."

My daughter nags me every day, saying that without a color TV, my son feels ashamed and can't get married.

He paused, then complained:

"When we got married, a thermos was enough. We didn't need all this stuff."

"Don't worry. I have a neighbor who is a returned overseas Chinese. He specially brought back a batch of imported goods for construction. No tickets are needed, and they're all in stock. They're right here in Cihuai Hutong."

Zhao Shuanghua described it vividly: "Besides the large color TV, there were also imported rice cookers and pressure cookers."

That pressure cooker only needs half an hour to stew beef bones until they're tender and flavorful. If you bring one back for your aunt, she'll definitely be happy.

Director Tu raised his voice excitedly.

"Are you sure you have it in stock?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. My family even tried the beef ribs stewed in the pressure cooker. We ate them with gusto."

"And Sharp TVs are a reputable brand, and they're in excellent condition. If you've decided on one, I'll go and put in a good word for you and reserve two of the best ones."

The director walked around the room twice, then pointed at Zhao Shuanghua and said:

"Comrade Shuanghua, you've done a great job. You wait here, I'll call my son-in-law right away and tell them to bring the money and pick up the goods as soon as they get off work."

When the call was made, Director Tu's son-in-law agreed.

"Yang Hu, buy another rice cooker and washing machine, so Xiuhua won't have to do so much housework when she gets home from get off work."

The son-in-law, Yang Hu, readily agreed, but inwardly he had his doubts.

He couldn't bear to spend money on those washing and cooking machines, since he wouldn't have to do any work, so why waste money on them?

Do women marry into marriage just sit around doing nothing and not do any work?

But he was cautious and immediately relayed the news to the factory's key technical personnel.

The technician was a capable young man. When he heard that there was an Atari 2600 game console, his eyes lit up. He said he was going to the dormitory to get the money and told Yang Hu to wait for him.

In the Locust Alley.

Song Xianglan sat down to rest under the eaves.

Chen Zui ran back carrying two aluminum lunchboxes. "Godmother, I bought braised pork and white rice. I've been eating noodles too much these past few days and my heart is racing, so I need to eat more rice."

"I also don't like eating noodles. I only eat them occasionally and they taste good. But if I eat them for several meals in a row, my mouth gets watery." Song Xianglan took the lunchbox.

The two had only eaten half of their meal.

The roar of trucks could be heard from the entrance of the alley.

Wu Tianming led Section Chief Li in, followed by a burly driver.

"Aunt Song, I've brought our leader over," Wu Tianming called out from afar.

Section Chief Li stepped across the threshold and glanced around the courtyard. "This courtyard is really well-preserved; it must have cost a lot of money."

"The house my godson rented."

When Section Chief Li heard that the rented house had lost interest, he said, "Aunt Song, I've written down the goods I need. I brought money with me today, and if there's enough stock, I'll take it all."

Song Xianglan put down her chopsticks.

He took the note, glanced at it, and raised an eyebrow.

"Thirteen large color TVs, eight refrigerators, eight washing machines, twenty rice cookers, ten pressure cookers, five Atari game consoles, and five dual cassette recorders."

After Song Xianglan finished reading, she looked up at Section Chief Li and said, "Section Chief Li, you have quite an appetite."

"It's not just me who wants them. I've made a few old friends over the years, and I bought them for them." Section Chief Li didn't mention a word about his buying and selling business.

"Where's the goods? I need to check them."

Song Xianglan led her people into the inner room.

As soon as the canvas was lifted, neatly stacked cardboard boxes were piled up on the roof beams.

Section Chief Li opened a box containing a Sharp color TV and looked at its shiny body.

He nodded in satisfaction. "It's genuine. How much?"

"15-inch: 1500; 18-inch: 2200; 20-inch: 3000. No bargaining, no tickets required," Song Xianglan said calmly.

After some calculation, Section Chief Li concluded that the price was similar to that of the department store.

Some are more expensive, but only by a few dozen yuan.

But it saves you the trouble of begging and pleading for tickets and queuing up.

value.

"Okay. Take all the goods listed on my note. Also, get me twenty of those electric fans. The price will definitely go up next summer, so I'm stocking up now."

The driver and Wu Tianming began carrying the goods out.

The large item was heavy, and the two of them strained their necks until they turned red.

Section Chief Li pulled a bankbook from his pocket and several bundles of ten-yuan notes from his briefcase. "There's thirty thousand yuan in this bankbook. I'll make up the rest in cash. Count your cash."

Song Xianglan first used an abacus to calculate the total accounts and wrote them down in the account book.

She had just taken the money when she started counting it; she counted it extremely quickly, her fingers flying across the screen.

After counting out a stack, he tapped it on the table.

The number has been counted.

A receipt was issued.

She fiddled with the abacus.

He counted out a stack of banknotes from the drawer and pushed them across the table to Section Chief Li.

"Section Chief Li, this is a tip for your hard work. It's 1.5 points, please accept it."

Section Chief Li's eyes flashed, and with a flick of his wrist on the table, the stack of money went into his pocket.

He said with a smile, "Aunt Song is a woman of good character. We'll do this kind of business often in the future."

"No problem. As long as the supply is continuous, you'll definitely be prioritized."

Song Xianglan carefully put away the bankbook and the money.

The truck was fully loaded.

The smoke from the exhaust made the leaves of the old jujube trees in the alley sway.

After seeing Section Chief Li off, Song Xianglan looked at the half-empty room and said to Chen Zui:

"Go and write down the price tags and stick them up. When Director Zhang and his team come over tonight, we won't have to waste time quoting prices one by one."

Chen Zui picked up a pen, wrote down a price, and pasted it on the cardboard box.

Footsteps echoed from the alley entrance again.

There were even more people this time.

Some were riding tricycles, some were pushing bicycles, and a few were wearing Zhongshan suits.

The leaders were Director Zhang and his elder brother.

Following behind, Sister-in-law Zhang jogged into the yard, her eyes gleaming as she shouted, "Hey, second brother! Look! Isn't this the magical rice cooker that cooks rice without fire?"