Chapter 114: I am Qiu Fang

　　Zhou Yuying is gone, and Jiang Heng and his sister are completely dumbfounded, especially Jiang Min. In her memory, aren't Zhou Yuying's grandparents found her next year?

　　When Jiang Min was reborn, she had thought it through. When Zhou Yuying's grandmother's family found her, she would go with them as Zhou Yuying's sister-in-law.

　　Zhou Yuying's uncle might have made money, but he doesn't have any children yet. In his previous life, all that money was given to Zhou Yuying. She is only ten years old. Although she is a little older, it doesn't prevent her from acting like a spoiled child with her uncle.

　　She understands people without children very well. They just likes children like her to act like a spoiled brat. When she appeases her uncle, what will she want?

　　And Zhou Yuying's husband, whom she met once in her previous life, was noble and elegant, and was much better than her partner who couldn't even handle the rough side dishes.

　　Jiang Min fell in love with him at first sight.

　　When Jiang Min knew Zhou Yuying had left, she ran desperately to the bus station, but by the time she arrived, the bus to the city had already left, and she didn't even smell the exhaust. She didn't have a penny on her, so she couldn't take a bus to chase her even if she wanted to.

　　Jiang Min returned to the small room at Jiang Heng's unit in a daze. She knew that her chance to change her fate had slipped away, and she had a premonition that she would never have such a good opportunity again.

　　As soon as she entered the hut, Jiang Heng slapped her to the ground. Jiang Heng used all his strength and blood came out from the corner of her mouth.

　　Jiang Min looked at Jiang Heng. Jiang Heng's eyes fell on her, full of anger and disgust: "It's all your fault. If you hadn't stolen things, Yuying wouldn't have kicked me out. If she hadn't kicked me out, I would be the one following her to the capital now."

　　Before Zhou Yuying left, she went to Jiang Heng's unit with Uncle Zhang and took out most of his salary for the next year.

　　He would receive a salary of five yuan per month from now on. Of the five yuan, eighty cents would be used to pay rent for Jiang Min and his brother. The landlord was a difficult man to talk to. He wanted eighty cents a month for a small, shabby house, not a cent less. Half of the remaining four yuan and two cents would be given to Jiang Min and Jiang Yuan as living expenses.

　　After all this, what can he do with the remaining two dollars?

　　Jiang Heng regretted it very much.

　　If Jiang Min hadn't stolen things, why would he be kicked out by Zhou Yuying? He was originally her boyfriend! Jiang Heng had heard that Zhou Yuying's grandmother's family had a strong background. She was a person who was sent down and then rehabilitated. Her family was rich and powerful!

　　Jiang Heng hated Jiang Min. Apart from paying the monthly rent and two dollars for living expenses, he wouldn't even bother to look at them.

　　Jiang Min relied on the fact that she was older than Jiang Yuan and refused to give Jiang Yuan a penny, and even cooked only for herself.

　　The two eldest siblings of the Jiang family are selfish to the extreme.

　　Jiang Min left just after the reform and opening up. She wanted to make more money with the help of her memories of her previous life. Unfortunately, she had no patience and didn't want to work hard. In the end, not only did she not make any money, but the little money she had was also cheated away.

　　She lived like she did in her previous life. She became a worker on an assembly line, and the man she ended up with was not very successful. She lived a mediocre life, and the memories of her previous life slowly faded away. She lived her whole life with that reluctance.

　　After she left, no one took care of the third son, Jiang Yuan. Jiang Heng also lost his job and became someone else's stepfather. He couldn't give Jiang Yuan a penny. Finally, the old landlord couldn't stand it anymore and gave Jiang Yuan a little food every day.

　　Jiang Yuan knelt down without saying a word and acknowledged the landlord as his grandfather. The landlord's son died early, and this new grandson, although his behavior was not very good, was beaten three times a day by the landlord, and finally his temper became better.

　　In the flow of events in the real world of No. 12, he lived the best life among the three brothers and sisters of the Jiang family. Although he was still neither successful nor unsuccessful, at least he did not dare to do petty theft. In the end, he got married and had children, and his life was much better than the life before Jiang Min was reborn.

　　Jiang Youtao didn't say anything about his fate. After all, in the book with Jiang Min as the protagonist, he was the only one among the three siblings who helped Zhou Yuying. He was a thief, but most of his thief habit were led by Jiang Min. When Jiang Min didn't take the lead, he became much more honest.

　　Still has some conscience.

　　Jiang Youtao didn't watch Zhou Yuying's ending. With the supervision of the big world, she would have a good life. And she always felt that maybe she and Zhou Yuying would meet again.

　　The twelfth small world was gray. Jiang Youtao's space was already filled with a lot of supplies. She kept some of the ones she particularly wanted to eat, and let the melon-eating system recycle the rest. Although she could only earn three or five melon coins by recycling them, who would complain about having too many melon coins? No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat, right?

　　The melon seeds have filled up an entire backpack, and the various flavors combined weigh a full ton or two.

　　Zhang Dezhen's sales volume has been stabilized, and she can sell about 400 kilograms every month.

　　She can't do it alone.

　　Moreover, after getting closer to Zhang Dezhen, Jiang Youtao has been reducing the supply to Zhang Dezhen.

　　Her melon seeds came out of nowhere, and now they are all covered up by their fellow villagers, without any investigation. The melon-eating system has no way to help solve the problem of origin. If it takes action, it will violate the consciousness of the big world, and even the melon-eating system is not willing to recycle this thing.

　　Seeing the melon seeds in her backpack accumulating more and more, Jiang Youtao began to think about the next supplier. But before that, she had to find the place of origin first.

　　The Mid-Autumn Festival arrived as scheduled. The school did not have a holiday, but each teacher was given two mooncakes, one with a five-nut filling and the other with a date paste filling. The five-nut filling still had green and red silk in it.

　　The five-nut filling with green and red shreds is still as delicious as ever. Jiang Youtao couldn't help but miss the five-nut barbecued pork mooncakes she ate in her previous life. The taste was really delicious. It would be even more delicious without the green and red shreds.

　　The mooncakes with date paste filling are also very fragrant, sour and sweet, and taste great.

　　Xu Manqiu did not go back to the village to celebrate the festival, but the folks in Liushugou did not forget her. When Old Wang drove into the county town to pick up the new educated youth, he brought mooncakes to her, and Jiang Youtao and Gu Nianwei also brought some.

　　Xu Dazui followed him.

　　Xu Dazui's grandchildren had previously taken extra lessons from Jiang Youtao. Although they did not pass the entrance exam to the cannery, their grades improved significantly. After being taught by Jiang Youtao for one semester, they went to high school in the county.

　　She came to the county town for two reasons, one was to see her grandchildren and give them mooncakes, and the other was to buy some nutritional supplements for her pregnant daughter-in-law. Her pregnancy was not going well, she vomited everything she ate and couldn't even drink water. The village commune had no glucose powder for sale, so she had to come to the county town to buy some.

　　The third is to visit Jiang Youtao and the other two. Xu Dazui missed them a lot. They used to teach in the commune, and she could visit them whenever she wanted to go to the market. But now that they are in the county town, it is difficult to visit them.

　　Jiang Youtao had no classes, so she took her to her dormitory.

　　Looking at the dormitory with one bedroom, two living rooms and a small courtyard, Xu Dazui was envious: "The city is still better. Look at this house, look at these walls, it's brighter than the countryside."

　　Most of the houses in the countryside nowadays are made of mud, and there are few houses with mud and tile structures. Moreover, the layout is not planned like the county town, so it looks a little worse, but Jiang Youtao still thinks that houses in the countryside are better.

　　"Houses in the countryside are so spacious. Look how small this is. If there are more people in the family, they won't be able to turn around." Jiang Youtao said.

　　Xu Dazui thought about it and felt that Jiang Youtao was right: "That's the only downside, but it doesn't matter. If I could live in the city and not have to work in the fields every day, I would be happy with that."

　　Being a farmer is so hard. You have to depend on the weather for your food. If the harvest is bad, you will go hungry. But it is different for people in the city. No matter if there is drought or flood, you will get food every month. It is such a good thing. Who in the countryside would not try to come to the city?

　　Don't even mention the small house. Even if it's just a coffin, as long as you have a city hukou, there are many people willing to come.

　　Jiang Youtao brought some snacks and sunflower seeds to Xu Dazui, who ate the seeds and drank some cold water: "This year, our village secretly reclaimed wasteland in the mountains and planted a lot of sunflower seeds. This year, our village has a good harvest."

　　"The people who said they would come to collect sunflower seeds said that it's hard to sell this year, so they won't collect them anymore. All of them are just a waste." Last year, someone who specialized in the black market came to the village and told Manzhu from her family that they wanted to collect more sunflower seeds. In order not to affect normal grain output, they took advantage of their off-peak time to open up more than ten acres of wasteland and planted sunflower seeds on them.

　　As a result, the sunflower seeds were already harvested and yet people didn't come to collect it.

　　Jiang Youtao raised her eyebrows and asked, "A lot? How many pounds?"

　　"There must be 1,000 to 2,000 kilograms. The neighboring village also planted a lot. We were hoping to make some money from growing these sunflower seeds and have a good year. But in the end, it was ruined. Your uncle Manzhu is so worried. Now the people in the village are not happy with your uncle Manzhu."

　　"So many? Won't someone find out?" Jiang Youtao asked in surprise.

　　"We all keep it a secret. Normally, no one goes to our mountain. If you add the ones in our private plots, there will be that many, right?"

　　Jiang Youtao understood what Xu Dazui said. Just like Xiaogang Village, which was the first to distribute land to households, as long as the whole village kept a secret, it would be difficult for the outside world to know.

　　"This matter was initiated by your uncle Manzhu, and instigated by the village cadres. Now your uncle Manzhu and his people are really being blamed to death."

　　This is the bad thing about being a team leader. Either you do nothing and never make mistakes, or you are like Liu Manzhu, always thinking about everyone else. But when something goes wrong, he is the first one to be blamed.

　　He is the type who does things in a thankless job. Xu Dazui also complained about him a lot, saying that he was like Luo Xuemin before, who never got ahead in anything and was poor. He had been poor for so many years, so what if he was just one or two years short?

　　Jiang Youtao's mind was moved: "Aunt, are sunflower seeds planted only in other villages? Are they planted in other places?"

　　"They've all been planted. Every village has two to three acres. That man has been walking around near us quite often this year. People in some villages are timid and plant less, while people in some villages are bolder." The villagers in their village are the boldest, so there are extra many sunflower seeds in their village.

　　Fortunately, there are other villages to support her, otherwise who knows what would happen. Even now, when her family goes outside, many people talk to her in a sarcastic manner.

　　Xu Dazui was almost mad at himself. The couple, who had never quarreled before, had already quarreled several times. But she was the one who quarreled, and Liu Manzhu didn't say a word.

　　She can't think about this. She get so angry when she think about it that her lungs will explode!

　　The yield of sunflower seeds per mu is not high, only about one or two hundred kilograms per mu. A kilogram of roasted sunflower seeds only sells for one or two cents, and the price of unroasted ones will be even lower.

　　Jiang Youtao really had a connection with these melon seeds, and just when she was worried about the production site, Xu Dazui told her that the melon seeds were unsalable this year.

　　The system mall of the melon-eating system contains everything, and the method of making melon seeds is sold in packages, and the highest price is only two or three melon coins.

　　Jiang Youtao pretended to go to the kitchen and brought out a platter of melon seeds for Xu Dazui to taste.

　　Xu Dazui had never eaten flavored melon seeds before, and he was immediately amazed by how delicious they were.

　　"How are these melon seeds made? They taste really good, and there are sweet and salty ones. There are also garlic ones?" Xu Dazui ate all of them: "There are also tea-flavored ones! They are really delicious!"

　　People these days are all lacking in sweetness. Xu Dazui's favorite flavors are caramel, cream, and green tea.

　　After eating the melon seeds with green tea flavor, Xu Dazui felt that even her mouth and breath had a fragrance.

　　Jiang Youtao packed all the melon seeds and stuffed them into Xu Dazui's bag: "Aunt Xu, take the melon seeds home and let my uncle Manzhu taste them. Just tell my uncle Manzhu that I made them."

　　Xu Dazui was no fool. She thought of the sacks of melon seeds piled up in the team's warehouse. She held the cloth bag tightly in her arms and nodded rapidly.

　　"Don't worry, I will definitely tell your uncle Manzhu."

　　Xu Dazui was eager to go home, but Old Wang was there to pick up the educated youth who had gone to the countryside, so she couldn't leave for a while, so she patiently talked to Jiang Youtao.

　　The first thing she talked about was the things that Jiang Youtao was most concerned about, Wang Shanxi and Li Yunying: "The factory that the commune was supposed to build had already been built a long time ago, and the workers were recruited from the brigades under the commune. Our brigade had five vacancies, and your uncle Manzhu gave it to them. They have been working for two or three days now."

　　They all had a good place to go, and Jiang Youtao was very happy for them.

　　They sat there until the afternoon. Xu Dazui had lunch at Jiang Youtao's place and talked with Xu Manqiu for a while. At two or three in the afternoon, she took the bag of melon seeds and got in the car that Old Wang had sent to go back to Zao Township. Three or four educated youth went back with her.

　　These educated youth went to their village in batches and left in batches.

　　Jiang Youtao had no classes in the afternoon. She was in a good mood today and wanted to eat something good. She was going to the grocery store to buy some vegetables. Just as she went out, she saw Teacher Zhao rushing out of the staff quarters with a dark face, and the place he was going to was not the school.

　　Jiang Youtao thought of the recent behavior of Liu Shiyong and his mother, Mrs. Zhao, and laughed in her heart, then followed them from a distance.

　　Jiang Youtao followed Teacher Zhao, turning left and right in the alley, and finally stopped in front of a small courtyard in the west of the city. Teacher Zhao clenched her fists tightly and did not open the door. Jiang Youtao was far away and could not hear what was said in the courtyard.

　　She was so anxious that she quickly asked the melon-eating system to install a small loudspeaker in a non-private place in the yard.

　　The sound of talking in the yard instantly reached her ears.

　　Old Lady Li was talking: "Shiyong, go back later and ask Yaqing for some money to buy some delicious food for Qiu Fang. Take good care of her so that she can give birth to a big fat son."

　　It can be said that Liu Shiyong was very satisfied with Qiu Fang. She was young, obedient, and always looked at him with admiration, which greatly satisfied his heart that was feeling depressed with Zhao Yaqing.

　　He had made up his mind that even if Qiu Fang gave birth to a son for him, he didn't want to break off this relationship with her.

　　"Got it, Mom."

　　Teacher Zhao couldn't bear to listen any longer. She pushed open the door and the scene she saw hurt her eyes.

　　Sitting between her mother-in-law and her husband was a woman in her twenties. Her mother-in-law looked at her kindly, and her husband looked at her with fondness. The woman glanced at her man shyly, and her man couldn't hide the smile on his face.

　　"Liu Shiyong, who is she?" The arrival of Teacher Zhao made Liu Shiyong and his mother stand up in panic. Liu Shiyong subconsciously protected Qiu Fang behind him.

　　"Yaqing, why are you here?!" Liu Shiyong looked at Teacher Zhao, and the warmth he had just shown towards Qiu Fang froze into ice.

　　Qiu Fang poked her head out from behind Liu Shiyong: "Teacher Zhao, don't you remember me? I'm Qiu Fang!"

　　Teacher Zhao looked at her in astonishment. Qiu Fang's smiling face overlapped with the crying face she had in front of her four or five years ago. Her face was full of fear.