Chapter 6, Tranquility

After leaving the scene, he ran two or three streets and went around half a circle. It was only after he was sure that no one was following him that Fang Rui slowed down.

Whoops! Whoops!

He was breathing heavily.

Only then did I have the time to check the contents of the bags - check them in advance to avoid bringing back anything bad.

Open the sack.

What I saw was: three big coins, a small linen bag, and a small clay pot the size of a palm.

"Three big bucks?"

Fang Rui's face looked a little ugly.

From a financial point of view, the loss was huge this time, and it was not worth taking such a big risk. To put it simply, the risk is not proportional to the return.

Then open the linen bag and find a golden piece inside.

"soy?!"

Fang Rui's face looked better now. He weighed it with his hands and realized that it weighed more than three kilograms.

"That's what it looks like." He nodded secretly.

In this world, soybeans are precious, nutritious, and can extract oil. They are delicious and convenient when fried.

In the past, soybeans were also available on the black market, but compared with bulk grains: wheat bran, sorghum noodles, etc., the quantity was much scarcer and more expensive!

The last palm-sized clay pot.

Fang Rui opened it and smelled it, his face even brighter: "Pork suet!"

This is even more precious.

When cooking at home, they can only use low-quality vegetable oils such as hemp seed oil, and they don’t dare to use more. They only put a little bit at a time, which they cherish very much.

Compared with vegetable oil, lard oil is much better. It tastes fragrant, is strong when eaten, and can make you feel full.

It can be said that this can of lard fat will not change for twenty grand.

"What a harvest! With these soybeans and lard, I can supplement my mother and sister's nutrition!"

Fang Rui's eyes were filled with joy.

He thought for a moment, threw away the stolen robe, transferred the large amount of money, soybeans, and lard oil into his sack, and then set off again, quickly returning home.

…

Fang family.

Fang Ling, the little one, was already asleep.

Mrs. Fang Xue was sitting in the main room, under a dim oil lamp, holding the soles of her shoes, getting up from time to time and looking out the window.

Obviously, he was waiting for Fang Rui.

at some point.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Who?" Fang Xue asked cautiously, put down the needle and soles, and took out the scissors from the dustpan.

"Mom, it's me."

Hearing Fang Rui's voice, Fang Xue quickly opened the door and let Fang Rui in. She looked outside the door, closed the door, and closed it again from the inside.

"Brother Rui, are you back?! I looked through the window just now and I didn't see you..." Fang Xue said nonchalantly.

Fang Rui smiled and said nothing.

He was cautious and his actions were naturally secretive. If Fang Xue could see him, wouldn't it be possible that he could also be seen by other neighbors?

Of course, Fang Xue's words were not originally meant for Fang Rui to reply, they were just to express the anxiety of waiting in his heart.

At this time.

She pulled Fang Rui in front of her, looking here and there, then her face suddenly changed. She touched Fang Rui's belly and asked, "Brother Rui, why are your clothes torn? It looks like you were cut."

Broken..."

"It's okay, I was targeted by a stupid thief, but I sent him away." Fang Rui said in an understatement.

"Brother Rui!"

After hearing this, Ms. Fang Xue suddenly turned serious.

How could she not know that Fang Rui said it was an understatement, but in fact it was not that simple?

It must be extremely dangerous!

This strict mother's appearance did not last long, and Mrs. Fang Xue couldn't stand it any longer. She lowered her head and couldn't help sobbing and wiping her tears.

"Mom, why are you crying?"

Fang Rui, who could deal with the fierce three eyes calmly, was stunned at this moment, like a helpless child who didn't know what to do, so he had to smile: "Mom, look, what is this?

Thirty pounds of sorghum noodles, soybeans, and pork suet..."

But.

In the past, each of these things could make Fang Xue happy for a long time. At this time, she didn't even look at them. She just choked and said: "Brother Rui, if you buy food, you can buy food, but... can we not...

An adventure?"

She was not stupid, and with her understanding of her son and the words 'sent him away', she could guess that Fang Rui was probably risking himself.

Fang Rui fell silent.

Facing Mr. Fang Xue who looked like this, he couldn't say no. He thought for a moment and agreed: "Mom, I promise you that I will not take any risks in the future."

In fact, he was still frightened by what happened this time and was hesitant to stop.

In this kind of 'fishing', the harvest is inherently uncertain, and if you are not lucky, if you encounter a strong man who cannot beat you, you will really be doomed.

Even if there is calamity point compensation, it is not very cost-effective - Fang Rui is immortal and has unlimited time, but he only has one life.

As for the money issue, you can think of other ways. Think about it carefully. There is always a way out. Can a living person be suffocated to death?

After hearing Fang Rui's assurance, Fang Xue felt a little relieved.

Fang Rui quickly changed the subject: "Mom, where is Ling'er? Is she asleep?"

"Well, she's asleep. She was clamoring to sleep with you in your room... and now she's asleep..."

Fang Xue sorted out the things Fang Rui brought back, sorted the sorghum noodles, soybeans, and pork suet one by one, and found a place to hide them.

She was smart and no longer asked where good things like soybeans and lard came from. As long as Fang Rui promised not to take risks again, she would be satisfied.

"I'm going to wash my feet..."

"Wait."

Mrs. Fang Xue stopped Fang Rui and said, "Take off your clothes and I will mend them for you."

"Mom, let's go tomorrow. It's getting late. You'd better rest early..."

"knew."

Fang Xue agreed, but still went her own way. She picked up Fang Rui's clothes and sewed them stitch by stitch under the oil lamp.

When Fang Rui came out after washing her feet, she was still sewing, stitch by stitch, with fine stitches. She squinted her eyes hard under the smoking oil lamp.

The thread in a loving mother's hand, the clothes on a wanderer's body.

For some reason, Fang Rui suddenly remembered this poem, and a warm current surged in his heart.

"Mom, it's getting late, go to bed."

He forcefully took the needle, clothes, and blew out the oil lamp: "Mom, wait until tomorrow. You can rest early!"

"Hey, you kid...Okay, okay, I'll just listen to you!"

Fang Xue couldn't resist Fang Rui, so she shook her head helplessly and went back to the house while taking advantage of the moonlight outside the window.

Fang Rui watched his mother enter the room, smiled, and returned to his room.

On the bed, Fang Ling was not honest when sleeping. When she fell asleep, she slept sideways. The thin quilt covering her belly was kicked to the ground by her, but she slept as sweetly as a little pig.

"This girl!"

Fang Rui smiled, picked up Fang Ling and straightened her up, covered her belly with a quilt, kissed her face, and then lay down next to her.

The night was deep, and unknown insects were chirping, and he fell asleep.

…

The next day, morning.

"Mom, today's food is delicious." Fang Ling said.

"It's so delicious that it can't stop you from talking?" Fang Xueshi knocked her on the head.
To be continued...