Chapter 20: The Flower in the Shade and the Three Months of Green Beans

  (Twenty-six)

  Kang Weiwei became a spoiled little sister again during the winter break, and her mother was busy with trivial matters and had no time to pay attention to her. She originally wanted to sneak away to school to see Ning Xingguo, but then remembered what he said before the semester ended, so she gave up on going to disturb him while he was busy.

  I don't know if Zhou Huijuan's body has rotted or not, but thinking that Ning Xingguo would like himself more if he found out it was all his doing. Deep down, I still hope he comes to visit me, and although Kang Mi's house is far from school, if he wants to see me, he can just pass by the rice shop and take a look at me. The location and name were told to him, maybe he's too busy.

  That day at home was boring, Father had invited a few friends to the study to discuss things, and soon saw several apprentices in the warehouse moving rice in and out - dull, it was just selling rice to other places. Mother was scolding the maid, the days passed without any new meaning. Called a rickshaw to take me to the big store of the rice shop, the apprentices were in a hurry to go to the toilet, I stood alone at the counter, watching pile after pile of white rice, just like people, rice is also divided into three six nine grades. Kang Miangmiang, although she was the eldest miss, had no airs about her, often used her own pocket money to buy some good food to share with the lower-ranking people, one apprentice wore straw shoes in winter, his feet were frozen and rotten, only after asking did I know that he had given all his wages to his old mother for medical treatment, because it was an advance on his wages, so every month except for meals, the shop didn't have to give him a single penny, where would there be money to buy shoes? So when I sent him to accompany me to buy sugar gourd, I secretly dropped a big dollar coin in front of him, and then quickly said

  "Little black charcoal, someone dropped a dollar on the ground, hurry up and pick it up to buy shoes to wear."

  This little black charcoal is happily picking up rice weevils while wearing his new big cotton shoes, sprinkled pepper and a few cloves of garlic in, the rice weevil showed its head, couldn't stand the pungent smell, was pinched by Little Black Charcoal's head into a plastic bag, some were quite plump, can be used to feed chickens.

  Those japonica rice, indica rice and glutinous rice were piled up in three heaps. The grains of japonica rice are long elliptical or slender. Early japonica rice and late japonica rice were packed separately, with grains generally elliptical in shape. According to the harvest season of indica rice, it is divided into early indica rice and late indica rice. Glutinous rice is made from glutinous rice, milky white, opaque, and also semi-transparent, with high viscosity, and is divided into japonica glutinous rice and indica glutinous rice. The prices are different, rich people eat fragrant rice, poor people eat coarse rice or even old rice. So-called old rice seems to be stored for a long time, with more bran powder, the rice becomes stale faster, cheap but tastes bad, and there are cases of poisoning from eating old rice, drinking a few mouthfuls of soap water to induce vomiting is fine. The old rice in Kang's family was usually paired with coarse rice. During festivals, there were also rice distributions, of course, the distributed rice was the most ordinary rice, and only given to poor people, every year on December 8th, poor families from nearby or even tens of miles away in the mountains would stay up all night at the rice shop door, saying "Congratulations on getting rich" would get three to five liters of rice, packed in a cloth bag with a patch, happily returning home for the New Year. In previous years, seeds were also distributed, but later the cost was too high and it was cancelled.

  There was a high stool in front of the counter, and sitting on it gave one a sense of superiority. You could see people and cars coming and going on this street, and Kang's chin rested on the imitation red wood furniture, cool and calm, wearing a hat that her mother had brought back from Shanghai's top department store through someone. The pretty light yellow color was said to be a popular style in Paris, making her face look even more like a doll's. Her mother always hoped that her daughter would be prettier than others, as for the big things in life, when people came to propose marriage, they were all rejected, saying that she was still studying. In fact, it was a rare treasure, with a good family background and being a graduate of a girls' school, she would also want to find a good backer in the future, and couldn't marry casually, let alone Kang, who knew how to please her father, staying for a few more years, and even if she got married, it would be hard to see each other except during holidays, and when they did meet, it would only be for a few days before leaving again.

  Several passersby glanced inside, their eyes seeming to say, "How does this rice shop still have a fashionable woman?"

  Kang's eyes moved left and right with the passing pedestrians, why were there so many people, what day was it today, a fair? Walking back and forth without seeing the person he wanted to see.

  He won't forget himself so quickly, thinking wildly, he can't be that kind of person. Kang Yu sighed and spat out a small mouthful of white air, then got down from the stool, learning from Xiao Hei to pick bugs in the rice, extremely bored.

  These are the days we lament, always waiting in vain, and after being disappointed, waiting for the next wait. Only to see a policeman leading several people carrying buckets of paste walking in.

  Kang MiMi raised her head and asked, "What happened?"

  The police officer didn't even look at her and said to the few young workers, "Don't slack off, today's task is heavy, don't think about eating if you don't finish it, there are several hundred of them."

  The police stick things up; ordinary people don't dare tear them down and no one dares say they can't be stuck up.

  It wasn't until after the New Year that Zhou Yaolong discovered his daughter was missing. Previously, he had thought she was still at school and hadn't returned home yet, as he was busy with several big business deals and his mind was preoccupied. It wasn't until later that he found out all of Zhou Huijuan's classmates had returned, but there was no sign of her. He then sent a servant to the school to ask, and only one person, Zhang Xiaoping, poked his head out from the mailroom, saying "It's New Year's, all the teachers and students have left. I'm leaving in two days too."

  "What about Zhou Huijuan?"

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