"Mr. Guan, are you off work?" Amai greeted enthusiastically, "Do you want more hot water to soak your feet in the cold?"

"The wallet is shabby and I can't afford it." He Guan said with a smile.

He remembered the scene in his mind when he was scolded by his fiancee Huang Xiaolan.

Once, he bought pork trotters with sauce and a bag of brown sugar.

Huang Xiaolan happily took the candy and then "sorted" him.

Student Huang believes that the two of them are now poor young couples pretending to come to Shanghai to take refuge. In this chaotic world, which poor couple is so 'big-handed'?

He Guan was surprised.

He even remembered Liu Bo and Fang Muheng who had taught him so much before. Of course, let’s forget about Brother Muheng, He Guan felt that Fang Muheng was not as good as him in this detail. After all, he was also from a patrol family.

In Huang Xiaolan, He Guan regained the long-lost feeling of being taught.

He Guan is a stubborn person, but he is not an unreasonable person. Huang’s right thing is, and he is willing to accept criticism.

In the days that followed, He Guan was a little unsure and would discuss it with his fiancée Huang.

He can gain something every time.

In this way, He Guan feels that he has made great progress.

For example, now, if it was his previous habit, he would naturally agree and buy two more pots of hot water.

However, He Guan directly declined and complained that the water price was high. In order to avoid investigations in the police station, his living standards declined again. It was obviously unreasonable to buy two more pots of hot water.

As he said that, he took out the cigarette box, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, pretending not to see Amai's eager eyes staring at his cigarette box, and put the cigarette box back in his pocket.

I touched my pocket again, but couldn't find the foreign fire box.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Amai holding a foreign fire box in his hand and showing a happy smile.

"You made it again." He Guan took out the cigarette box and handed Amai a cigarette, and wanted to get the foreign fire box.

Amai refused. He drew a match himself, and when he first lit it for himself, and then lit a cigarette for He Guan, the matchstick was extinguished.

"Look at you, you should give it to me first..."

He closed his mouth and Amai handed over his cigarette.

He took it, handed Amai's cigarette back to him.

"I'll light the fire for myself first, I can definitely light it myself. If I'm lit, yours will naturally be there." Amai showed off proudly, "Look it for Mr. Guan first. If you don't cooperate well and don't lit it, wouldn't you waste a match?"

Looking at Amai's happy and proud look, He Guan felt speechless.

...

The two of them were smoking and chatting.

Every time He Guan comes back from get off work, he will chat with Amai for a while.

Tiger stoves are mostly open at the entrance of the alley or on the side of the road.

Amai is here every day, staring at several roads with his eyes. Anything that can't be hidden from the store selling tiger stoves.

He didn't hear anything unusual from Amai's words, so He Guan took out the money and bought a pack of tobacco leaves from Amai's cabinet. He carefully carried the tobacco leaves back.

"Are you back?" Huang Xiaolan emerged from the kitchen.

Her eyes were on the tobacco leaves he was holding in his hand.

"Just bought it?" Huang Xiaolan asked.

"Yeah." He Guan looked at Huang and said with a slight show of his life, "Our family is so tight now that I can only smoke leaves."

"Have you bought the old newspaper?" Huang Xiaolan asked.

He Guan's smile was calm and he looked at Huang.

Huang Xiaolan brought a plate of small vegetables and two bowls of rice to the table, ignoring the confusion of what she wanted.

He Guan figured it out and smiled bitterly, "I still think I am very smart. Now it seems that such a good idea with a sudden whim may be considered as poor."

He understood what Huang Xiaolan meant. After buying tobacco leaves, he should buy old newspapers from Amai. The old newspapers could cut out the tobacco leaves.

It cannot be said that there are obvious loopholes in Heguan's approach, and outsiders do not know whether there is any old newspaper or other paper in Heguan's residence.

However, strictly speaking, this does not fit the practice of an old cigarette gun with its own cigarette leaves:

Old smokers who cigarettes themselves choose to buy old newspapers from the store. Some of the store’s old newspapers were picked up, while others said they were cheaply collected. It is the most cost-effective to buy old newspapers from them.

Old smokers who are short of money will try to save every penny.

This is a habit.

If you are not used right, it often means that you can easily cause suspicion.

Huang Xiaolan looked at He Guan and laughed, "I'm too smart, others are not as smart as me."

"Where is Wang Po selling melons and boasting about himself?" He Guan said with a smile.

"I didn't praise you, you took the initiative to fall in love with me." said Huang.

He Guan looked at Classmate Huang and nodded vigorously, "Yes, I like you, we are going to grow old together."

...

"It's too expensive, why has the price increased again?" An old lady accused Amai of selling cooked water for too expensive.

"Old man, it's not that I, Amai, sells expensively, but the price has increased. No wonder I, Amai."
Chapter completed!