"Of course it's true."

Whether he believed it or not, Peng Qibo didn't explain further.

We arranged a time to leave together on the weekend.

Shuibu Village.

Lin Jingyu looked at the remittance slip in front of her.

He then looked at the remittance slip in Peng Shiyu's hand.

The handwriting was the same, but it wasn't someone they knew.

"Sister Jingyu, my brother and the others must have gone on another mission."

Peng Shiyu sighed softly.

He then pointed to the remittance slip in front of him and said, "Brother Pengfei must have gone on a mission too, because the handwriting isn't theirs."

They must have asked someone to help transfer the money.

"Yes, I hope they come back soon."

Lin Jingyu sighed inwardly and put away the remittance slip.

The money that guy wired over is almost a thousand yuan.

She hopes to return it to its owner as soon as possible.

"They frequently carry out missions."

Peng Shiyu muttered something, her expression darkening.

They all knew in their hearts that carrying out a mission meant risking their lives to fight the enemy, and being able to come back meant they had been given a second chance at life.

They can't come back.

Then I'll stay in that place forever.

How much fabric do you have left?

Lin Jingyu shook off the emotions she shouldn't have been feeling and quickly changed the subject, "Do you need me to buy you more fabric?"

"want."

Peng Shiyu immediately nodded, "The dozen or so bolts of fabric I bought last time are all used up. Sister Jingyu, please help me buy fabric again this time. I won't go to the county town."

That Zhang Yunxi guy, he was like a death knell, demanding I rush out dozens of pieces of clothing for her.

"The weather is going to get hot soon."

Lin Jingyu laughed upon hearing this, "Of course she can't miss the opportunity if she wants to make money."

But please remember to get plenty of rest.

Don't ruin your health just to make money.

"I think you should focus on selling to Zhang Yunxi from now on; forget about my cousin."

"don't want."

Peng Shiyu refused without even thinking, "I won't give Zhang Yunxi too much. Besides, I'm busy enough. Once it's done, I'll just wait for your cousin to come and get it."

Lin Jingyu instructed, "You decide what to do, but know when to stop."

"knew."

Peng Shiyu picked up a cookie and ate it. "Sister Jingyu, I think Zhang Yunxi has stopped bothering Brother Jingtian. Could it be that she's planning to give up?"