Rebirth in 1963, starting from escaping from the bridal chamber

When he said this, Zhao Heping turned to face Zhu Chunmei.

Only then did Zhu Chunmei see in the hazy moonlight that Zhao Heping's shirt was completely open, revealing his bare chest.

He came out in a hurry, put on his pants and clothes and rushed out without having time to button them.

Zhu Chunmei blushed suddenly, lowered her head and whispered: "I listen to you. You - you should go home and sleep quickly."

After saying that, she was afraid that Zhao Heping would notice something strange about her, so she turned around and went home and closed the door without waiting for Zhao Heping to speak.

Zhao Heping didn't notice Zhu Chunmei's abnormality at all. He glanced at Aunt Wang's house, then turned back to the house and closed the door.

Lying in bed, he was wondering who was coming tonight?

This time the figure was reflected on his window, and it was obvious that it was coming for him.

Not afraid of thieves stealing, but afraid of thieves thinking.

Zhao Heping felt that after the current matter was resolved, he should think of a way to see how he could invite you into the urn.

Thinking like this, I fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

From the Siheyuan to Pigeon City, 02:30 is not too late.

But Zhao Heping was afraid of oversleeping again, so he got up and washed his face with cold water to wake up.

Then he wrapped himself tightly, even turning out a winter scarf, leaving only his eyes covered, and then he went out quietly, taking advantage of the darkness, and went straight to the pigeon market.

These days, materials are scarce and everything is governed by a planned economy.

Therefore, whether it is food, food, or almost every aspect of life, various kinds of tickets are indispensable.

In addition to the widely used food stamps, meat stamps, etc., there are also cotton stamps, singlet stamps, vest stamps, cloth shoe stamps, cotton tire stamps, etc.

There are also many other strange tickets, such as menstrual belt tickets, rag tickets, pit-edge paper tickets, etc.

In this case, there will always be tickets that are not urgently needed or are in short supply.

In order to survive, everyone tried to exchange or buy tickets, and the Pigeon Market was born.

The higher-ups also know that ordinary people are communicating with each other, so they turn a blind eye and have red sleeves. However, as long as it is not really speculation, they generally will not care.

The riveter was also unlucky. In order to buy a bicycle for his brother, he went to the pigeon market every day to sell food stamps, but he was targeted.

Zhao Heping took advantage of the hazy night and went all the way to Pigeon City.

It was still early at this time and there was no one around.

He had been to Pigeon Market many times in his previous life, so he was no stranger to this place.

However, one must not be careless. If he was caught together, he might be regarded as an accomplice.

According to the fact that his father is now accused of defecting and speculating, he has to go in.

Thinking of this, Zhao Heping made careful observations around him.

For example, in his impression, is the alley not far away from Pigeon City still there?

That's a prime place for ticket touts to escape.

The small alley has twists and turns, like a maze. There is a small courtyard in the cracks that is dilapidated and uninhabited.

The big ticket seller cleaned up and opened a back door, leading directly to another alley.

This place is used by big ticket sellers to trade with small ticket sellers. If they notice something is wrong, they will immediately escape through the back door.

Zhao Heping had been with Zheng Dingfu before, and the road was very familiar.

I went in and walked around for a while, and after making sure it was safe, I came out. People started to come to Pigeon City.

Some of them were carrying grain, some from the suburbs were carrying their own chickens, and there were fish that they picked up from nowhere. They were basically palm-sized, six or seven in size, and they were also kept in enamel basins filled with water. Place on the side.

Zhao Heping walked around the market and found no one suspected of being the riveter.

So I found a hiding place just over the entrance and hid it.

Soon, the number of people in Pigeon City began to increase.

Everyone had a tacit understanding and didn't speak. When they did talk, it was just like whispering.

Occasionally there is the light of a flashlight, but it is concealed. After confirming that the transaction is correct, it is turned off immediately.

Zhao Heping waited patiently.

Finally, a man in overalls came into his sight.

When other people came to Pigeon Market, they always put on the most inconspicuous clothes, but he was better off wearing work clothes.

When I arrived at the Pigeon Market, I turned around and looked around, then went in and started walking around the Pigeon Market.

Zhao Heping estimated that this was the person he was looking for, but he did not move and just hid in the dark and watched.

Sure enough, just as Zheng Dingfu said in his previous life, the riveter walked around the Pigeon Market and came back, then stayed at the entrance for a while, and then walked around a second time.

But before he came back for the second time, two people came to the entrance of Pigeon Market, one was a tall man in his 30s, and the other was about 40 years old, short and relatively strong.

The two people stayed at the entrance for a while. When they saw the riveter coming from a distance, they looked at each other and entered the pigeon market.

Zhao Heping looked at the situation and knew that these two people must be Hong Guanxiu.

To catch the thief and the stolen goods, these two people will definitely go fishing to enforce the law.

Thinking of this, Zhao Heping came out of his hiding place, covered his mouth and nose, and then followed the two people and walked towards the pigeon market.

At this time, the two red sleeves met the riveter head-on.

The short one continued to move forward, trying to cut off the riveter's retreat. The tall one glanced at the riveter, walked up to him and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any food stamps?"

When he said this, he looked nervous, like a rookie who had come to Pigeon Market for the first time.

The riveter glanced at the other person, hesitated, and asked: "Yes, but it's just flying (national food stamps)."

SkyFly tickets are more expensive than local tickets and can be used all over the country.

But for ordinary local people, in order to save money, they are not willing to buy this kind of food, and would rather buy cheaper local food (city food stamps).

The tall man pondered for a moment and asked: "How much does it cost to fly all over the sky? How many pounds do you weigh? My family needs a lot of money for weddings, so you can't charge me with it being too expensive."

"It's too expensive and I can't afford it."

The riveter sold the food stamps he had saved over the years to buy a bicycle for his brother's wedding.

At this time, I heard that the other party was holding a happy event at home, and I unconsciously felt a little closer.

Then he said with a smile: "Don't worry, these are my own tickets. They are different from those bought from other hands. I will give you a cheaper price."

"Everyone else is selling it for [-] cents per catty, but the locals are selling it for [-] cents per catty."

"How about I give you fifty cents per pound?"

The tall man hesitated for a moment and said, "I want a lot, but your price is still high."

"If it's forty-eight cents, I want as much as you have."

Originally, the riveter sold to the same person every time, no more than ten or twenty kilograms of food stamps at a time, but he did not dare to sell more than that.

But today, he heard that there was a happy event in the other party's family, and he was afraid that there would be too little for the other party, so he showed kindness.