The Peasant Wife Has a Space

The woman can see clearly. With no foodstuff to eat, these jade jewelries have no value at all. No matter how valuable these things are, they can’t be eaten as meal and can’t let themselves live.

Just like in the apocalypse, no one needs anything like money anymore, and all the people want is food.

At the same time, the woman’s words revealed a bit of sadness and helplessness.

However, these things are of great value to Zhao Xiulan.

Zhao Xiulan knew that in another 10 or 20 years, when this period passed, the country would start to build again, and then slowly reach its prosperous age, then the value of these things would be reflected at that time.

She may only need to give a little foodstuff to collect these jewels now, but when the period of prosperity comes, it will be a great fortune.

Zhao Xiulan said to the woman, “Auntie, if this is the case, then I am willing to exchange my foodstuffs with you.”

The woman asked Zhao Xiulan excitedly, “Girl… you… are you really willing to trade with me?”

“Hmm, Auntie, I know that these things are valuable, but you need foodstuffs, and I like these things. Wouldn’t it be just right for us to make a trade?

I have foodstuffs in my basket and it is not convenient to trade here. Let’s go, Auntie, I will take you home to give you the foodstuffs on the way.

Zhao Xiulan is really worried about the woman’s situation, and now it’s just right to give the foodstuffs while sending her back.

The woman also knew that this place is really not suitable for trading and her body is still very weak, so she did not try to be brave.

“Girl, that’s too much trouble for you.”

“It’s okay, Auntie, I have nothing to do anyway.”

Zhao Xiulan supported the woman and under her guidance, they walked in the direction of her house.

On the way, the two chatted for a while. The woman’s husband’s surname is Chen, so Zhao Xiulan called her Auntie Chen.

Like Zhao Xiulan’s guess, Auntie Chen is really not a simple person.

Sometimes people’s temperament cannot deceive people, especially the kind of bookish aura, which must be cultivated over the years.

Auntie Chen’s behavior and manners are very good, and she must have been from a rich family before.

Seeing the house where Auntie Chen lived, it confirmed Zhao Xiulan’s guess.

The place where Auntie Chen lives is a small western-style building. In the county seat, two-story buildings are actually rare, not to mention this kind of small western-style building, which can only be built by very wealthy people.

However, the courtyard of the building is already very dilapidated and some places have obviously been smashed. The exterior looks good, but many places inside have also suffered damage.

There is nothing in the house, only a few pieces of worn-out furniture, even the chairs and tables are lame and have been repaired with broken wood.

There is a hot water bottle, two enamel jars, and a few pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table.

Near the door, there is a small iron pot, which is probably used for cooking.

There is also an old coal stove with an iron kettle that is used for boiling hot water.

The other rooms on the first floor are empty, except for the one near the south side with a shabby little bed.

There is a huge contrast between the furnishings in the house and the architecture of the small western-style building.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xiulan couldn’t help but sigh in her heart.

Thinking of Auntie Chen’s life experience and the current situation in this building, Zhao Xiulan has almost guessed it. It is probably because Auntie Chen was too rich before, she was said to be not very good and she received special treatment, so she ended up like this.

There are too many people like Auntie Chen, and how many big landlords and capitalists that have fallen to this point because of their wealth.

After Zhao Xiulan helped Auntie Chen into the house, she asked Auntie Chen to sit down first.