Chapter 4： Throwing stones at someone's feet

Chapter 4: Shooting a stone in the foot

The wind from the north in the twelfth lunar month was as cold as a knife, whistling outside the closed windows. There were so many people on the train that there was almost no place to stand, so it was not cold at all. Chive pancakes, onions and garlic, sweat odor, foot odor, and even chickens and ducks were brought into the car. Each smell was unbearable torture for An Zhixia, let alone mixed together.

She buried herself deeply in her brother's slightly soapy-scented clothes, breathing slowly and pricking her ears to listen to the simple, sincere and slightly silly yearnings of these people.

It takes two days and two nights to get from Kyoto to Jinzhou in Jiang Province. After the initial freshness, everyone who got up early in the morning was drowsy by the sound of the train.

An Zhixia leaned against the car window, put her hand into her bag, and put the things An's father gave her into the supermarket.

It was a roll of money stamps wrapped in a yellowed striped handkerchief with rough edges. It contained fifty-three yuan, two kilograms of candy stamps, three and a half kilograms of meat stamps, forty kilograms of national food stamps, one kilogram of oil coupons, and ten Industrial coupons, three feet of cloth coupons, two kilograms of cotton coupons, five kilograms of cake coupons.

She frowned slightly and leaned into An Zhiqiu's ear and said this in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

An Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, then bit her ear and asked worriedly: "Zhixia, don't you say that you are soft-hearted because of this thing?"

She shook her head repeatedly to express her position, "That's not true. The two of us had urban household registration before, and we were provided with food and stamps every month, but how much of it actually got into our hands? Wasn't it the woman named Kang who took us away every time? Go out and eat delicious food at home? So, this is what we deserve.”

He looked at the girl's crimson and thin face, rubbed her hair distressedly, and his narrowed eyes flashed happily: "Yes, we deserve it." His hand used the cover of his winter coat to pick up a bulging bag. The contents of the bag were stuffed into her arms.

An Zhixia curiously touched it with her hands and weighed it. She was a little surprised to find that it was a pack of money notes with a considerable amount. The unique touch of the coins and the money notes was really pleasant.

With these, she can easily take out ordinary items from the supermarket.

“This…” she asked with a crooked eyebrow.

He had been holding in his words for half the morning, then spat them out like beans.

It turns out that An Zhiqiu rented bicycles and clothes and stored them at the train station the night before. In the morning, he disguised himself under the pretext of going to the toilet and drove back to An's house.

The An family has many children. In addition to their two brothers and the two brothers Kang Xiaohua brought with him when he remarried, An's father had two more sons and a daughter in the past seven years. But in order to achieve success and avoid trouble, Kang Xiaohua drove all the children to her parents' home in the countryside. There was no one at home at that time. The neighbors had just gotten up and were busy washing and rushing to the toilet. How could they care about anything else?

"Your brother knows a lot of people, but he can't open a lock with just a piece of iron wire." An Zhiqiu told this as a story to his sister to relieve her boredom, and also vented the frustration he had suffered for seven or eight years. "Well, Kang Xiaohua is really good at hiding things. Fortunately, the house Small, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to collect them all in one hour.”

In a house of about ten square meters, Kang Xiaohua puts money in ten places, including pillow cores, quilts, mouse holes under the bed, under bed boards, on top of desk drawers, pickle jars...

"Oh, in order to make people unable to speak out about her harsh treatment of our brothers and sisters, she usually pretends to be poor at home. She openly eats vegetables and patches on her clothes, secretly hides all the money and bills, and secretly cooks small stoves for her children. .

Fortunately, she is an iron rooster who can only get in and out, and even her parents' family is on guard, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get so much now. "

At that time, he was in a hurry. He just glanced at it and stuffed it into his bag without counting it in detail, but he also knew that it was a considerable sum of money.

Thinking of Kang Xiaohua's face when she found out that the money ticket was gone, An Zhiqiu couldn't help but laugh, "I guess she even wanted to kill us."

An Zhixia was a little worried, "Brother, what if she reports the crime?"

“Silly girl, she not only pretends to be in front of outsiders every day, but also in front of her own man. Apart from herself, I’m afraid even the big-mouthed siblings don’t know how much money she has.

Furthermore, she has been pretending even more in the past two days, borrowing money from everywhere for us to go to the countryside. Now she claims to have lost several thousand yuan and various coupons. Who believes it? It will only reveal the true face of her stepmother. Even if we find her here and tear her off carefully, she will not be able to gain any favor.

It’s nothing more than shooting yourself in the foot. "

She nodded seriously, "Kang Xiaohua said that the two siblings could go to work at the beginning of the new year. Either they paid for it, or they used mother's affairs to ask for benefits from the factory. Otherwise, how could she really endure it honestly? When we finish high school? Brother, these tickets can be regarded as a one-time buyout from us."

"Little girl, didn't your brother hear that you hit me?" An Zhiqiu pinched her nose and said with a smile: "We lost our mother when we were ten years old, and my father only immersed himself in work, but your brother, I still read When you graduate from high school, if you have a correct outlook on life, worldview and values, how far can you go? "

“Don’t think I don’t know that you were playing tricks on me when you coughed just now. My brother and you still have some telepathy.” He joked into the girl’s ear.

An Zhixia heyed and felt a little warm in his heart. In this other world, it felt good to have a compatriot brother who fought for him and protected him from the wind and rain.

It was now lunch time, and everyone took out their own food. The good ones included fried small yellow croakers, braised pork, and white rice, while the bad ones were cornmeal pancakes. Kang Xiaohua directly prepared for them five as big as a baby's fist. A stiff, black-faced nest.

The train just arrived at the next stop. The brother and sister generously bought five steaming white flour meat buns, four twists, six tea eggs, and a jar of millet porridge through the window, and ate them with satisfaction.

In front of everyone, An Zhixia took two blue cold medicines and ate them with millet porridge.

Leaning on her brother's shoulder again, she moved the contents of her bag to the supermarket, closing her eyes and sorting out the bills and other items bit by bit.

Good guy, Kang Xiaohua lived a very meticulous life. He really told An Zhiqiu that he had saved most of their salary, plus the pension from the original mistress, the amount was more than three thousand yuan, which was far more than a million dollars. Some people have left their savings behind. Naturally, there are many coupons, such as food stamps, meat stamps, non-staple food stamps, industrial stamps, etc. There are also extremely popular two sewing tickets, two bicycle tickets, three watch tickets, and a radio ticket.

This should be the daughter-in-law book that Kang Xiaohua saved for her sons. Tsk tsk, she also felt a little regretful that she couldn't personally see someone break his teeth and swallow them. After all, the memory of the original owner seemed to have gone through bitter water, which made her, the intruder, grind her teeth in hatred.

Except for the first meal, the brother and sister bought the cheapest Sanhe noodle steamed buns and pickles in a low-key manner, and occasionally splurged on tea eggs and twists as a snack. With her brother who was capable of trouble protecting her, An Zhixia just acted like a quiet and delicate patient, patrolling the supermarket over and over again with squinted eyes, her excitement gradually subsided.

(End of this chapter)