Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Shen Feihong listened to her speak, then laughed and said, "Hear me out, big sister."

Feng Qingxue fell silent, "Go ahead, I’m listening."

"Big sister, I’m indebted to you, so I’ll be blunt with my brother. I told him that you’re no ordinary person; we can’t push prices so high or I’ll lose face." Shen Feihong was somewhat annoyed by his brother’s grasping nature but he would never reveal this feeling to anyone, "So thirty catties of corn flour is the final price."

Thirty catties of corn flour was much more expensive than the market price, but what could be done if that’s what Feng Qingxue wanted?

As far as Lu Tianjun was concerned, the meaning of this bracelet was far greater than thirty catties of corn flour could express.

"Deal!" Feng Qingxue lifted a bag of corn flour from her basket.

She had brought only about ten catties of corn flour from home, signifying an honest deal, which she had made with an old woman earlier. However, on her way to the city, she had prepared several bags of grain, with bags of ten catties of flour, twenty catties of corn flour, and thirty catties each. She did this for convenient transactions. Now, she took out a bag of thirty catties of corn flour.

All of Shen Feihong’s possessions had been confiscated in the black market. He scratched the back of his head at the sight of the bag of flour, "I forgot to bring something to carry it in. Big sister, if you trust me, give me the bag as well, and I’ll return it to you when I see you next time."