LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 17
"Okay, Wife."
Only Wen Li responded to her words. Song Tingran picked up the basket, left the meal money on the table, and left without looking back.
She first turned into a small alley, took out two large carps from the farming space, picked a large watermelon, and some lychees, and put them all into the basket on her back.
If you don't eat this stuff, it's a waste of space. It's better to take out some for appetizing purposes.
After that, she went to Huamei Clothing Store. The store owner recognized her at a glance and learned that she wanted to make a quilt. He directly introduced the most cost-effective fabric.
"I want to make eight quilts. I need more. I want four more pieces of fine cotton. Please help me carry them to the ox cart going to Daniu Village. Just tell the cart driver that they belong to Song Tingran."
"Don't worry, you are already a regular customer."
After paying the money and leaving the Huamei Clothing Store, Song Tingran went to the drugstore and bought some commonly used medicines for bruises and injuries. Then she asked the boss: "If I had a scar on my face when I was a child, it would probably be this long. Can it be removed?”
The owner of the drug store is not a doctor. The doctor at the free clinic of his store had a day off today. He said with a little embarrassment: "The scars I had when I was a child are now more than ten years old. I'm afraid it won't be easy to fix, but you can bring them over and let the doctor take a look." Maybe it could be a little lighter."
"Thank you, boss. I'll come back another day."
On the way back to the wonton shop, she saw a very nice money bag. She suddenly remembered that Shi Yan's money bag seemed to be very shabby. At least it was the big man of the family and the future husband. It was not too shabby, so she asked the stall owner. : "Boss, how do you sell this?"
"You are really discerning. Both the inside and outside are made of silk. It only costs 60 yuan."
Seeing the flattering smile on the vendor's face, Song Tingran said directly: "It's too expensive, forget it."
"Hey, sir, don't leave. If you sincerely buy it, I think you are destined to it, so I'll give you a cheaper price."
This routine has been used since ancient times. She stepped back and didn't say anything, just looking at the vendor.
"Then 50 Wen."
"35."
The vendor was stunned. This bargaining was too serious. He said, "Sir, this is really a small business. I don't make any money on this one."
"Everyone take a step back, 40 yuan, okay, I'll take it."
"Okay, okay, I'm destined to be with you today, so don't say anything when we go out."
Song Tingran put her purse in her arms and returned to the wonton shop happily, where she saw Wen Ci and Wen Li hugging each other and crying.
What is going on? I was in a better mood just now.
When Wen Li saw Song Tingran back, he stood up immediately and said anxiously: "My wife, you are finally back."
"What's wrong, someone is bullying you?"
Wen Li wiped away his tears and said, slightly embarrassed, "No, I just thought you wouldn't come back..."
Song Tingran was helpless. The two brothers thought they were abandoned here. There were also people who were abandoned and gave away sheep or cows. You can tell it with just your brain.
"Go, go home."
When they reached the town, there were already two people on the oxcart of the wife of the Zhao family, and more than a dozen batches of cloth were also on it.
"Sister Zhao, thank you."
The wife of the Zhao family was stunned and then smiled and said: "You are so sweet. My sister is my sister. Get in the car and sit tight."
"Should we go back in a bullock cart?"
Wen Ci asked Wen Li in a low voice, but Song Tingran heard it. She was smiling in her heart but didn't show it on her face.
“If you have money, you should spend it sparingly.”
The wife of the Zhao family looked at the cows and sheep, and she was not jealous. She warned them like an elder, but the other people in the car were jealous.
"Mrs. Song's wife, you have really made a fortune. You have bought so many things. Now I am afraid that the village chief's family is not as rich as yours."
"Who knows how to earn the money? Don't steal it."
These sour words were said by Xiao Ping, the wife of the Xiao family, and she winked at Li Fengmei beside her.
Li Fengmei knew about her affair with Song Tingran and that she wanted her three children to go to Shi Yan to study, so she said, "The Song family is already rich, and it was probably left to her by her mother. You are so upset." What kind of energy is that?"
"You, you idiot."
Xiao Ping turned her head away. She was really annoyed when she saw Song Tingran's family. She stopped talking and pretended to look at the scenery in the distance.
"Master Wife of the Song family, my family has two girls and one boy. They are all from the same village. Can I get a discount then?"
"Would you let the boy come to study all the time?"
This question somewhat stumped Li Fengmei. She was at a loss for words. Finally, she was about to get out of the car, and then she spoke leisurely again: "Master Wife of the Song family, I'm telling you from the bottom of my heart, if the family has enough money, I will let the boy come too." It’s over, now the court pays attention to men’s study, and there is some ink in the belly, which may be useful in the future.”
Song Tingran knew that Li Fengmei lived not far from the village chief's house. Over time, his mind became more open-minded, so he said, "When the school opens, there will be discounts. Come and take a look."
"Thank you very much."
Sister Zhao still delivered it to Song Tingran's family at the door of Song's house for five cents. She was very grateful and said that when the lamb gave birth to milk, she would deliver it to her.
When Wen Li arrived home, he excitedly knocked on the door. It was Shi Yan who opened the door. He asked in surprise: "My wife, why did you come back so soon? You thought you were going to stay for a few more days."
Song Tingran wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves and said while moving things: "I was supposed to stay for a few more days, but something happened and I came back."
Shi Yan looked at Wen Ci and Wen Li's lonely expressions and didn't ask any questions. They all started moving things together.
"Baa, baa baa baa."
The little lamb kept barking. It was a tiring journey, and the two little guys looked tired.
Xiao Yuchen took two lambs and two cows directly to the backyard, and Song Tingran followed. They finally spent a lot of money to bring them back, and they were afraid that he would not be able to place them properly.
They walked past the grape trellis, opened the small door, and came directly to their field. Not far from the chicken and duck sheds, there was a half-formed livestock shed.
"Xiao Yuchen, didn't I tell you to have a good rest at home?"
"Master Wife, I can't sit still. It would be even more uncomfortable for me to learn how to read and write than to beat me to death."
Song Tingran was amused by his simple words. Xiao Yuchen placed them in the livestock shed, poured some water into the sink for them, and put away the uneaten fodder on the road.
"My wife, I didn't expect you to buy so much. This cattle and sheep shed is still a bit small. I will remodel it tomorrow."
"I always trust you when you work. Let's go and have a rest."
When they returned to the courtyard, Shi Yan and Sang Cheng were talking to Wen Ci and Wen Li, their faces solemn.
"Sang Cheng, there are carp in the basket. You can cook tonight."
Before Sang Cheng could speak, Wen Li stood up and said, "My wife, I cook delicious food, so I'd better go."