Chapter 28 What's going on? (Edited)

Yu Guoliang had no choice but to stay at the Shen family's house. Farmers can't sit idle, and he saw an empty space in the corner of the back yard. It used to be a grape trellis, but unfortunately the old grape plant had died, and only a few withered leaves remained on the dry branches.

After obtaining the consent of Mr. and Mrs. Shen Bokang, Yu Guoliang spent a day tidying up the land and planted seasonal tomatoes, loofahs, cucumbers and beans.

Uncle Wang and Aunt Liu, both raised in the slums of South City, didn't know how to farm, and the rest of the family knew even less. Seeing Yu Guoliang tidy up his small plot of land, Aunt Liu beamed. She took a small notebook and carefully wrote down the key points for future care, expressing optimism that she would be able to eat vegetables grown in her own fields this summer.

She was afraid that she remembered it incorrectly, so she asked Yu Guoliang to repeat the maintenance points to Liu Mianmian. Liu Mianmian had no choice but to drag Shen Weizhuo along.

After all, he is a genius stamped by the original book, so his memory and comprehension abilities must be fine, right?

Another thing is that Shen Weizhuo went back to the hospital for a check-up last time, but he had not been to the hospital to get a report or go for a follow-up check-up during this period. The hospital finally called his home to remind the patient to go to the hospital for a follow-up check-up in time.

What made the Shen family breathe a sigh of relief was that the nurse also said on the phone that the examination indicators could not be compared with those of healthy people, but compared with Shen Weizhuo's previous medical records, there had been obvious improvements.

"Let's go to the hospital tomorrow and we'll accompany you," said Yu Wan.

Although there was only a slight improvement in the examination indicators, for Yu Wan, it was good news that she had prayed for every night for more than 20 years but had never dared to hope for. Her eyes were slightly red and her voice was a little choked.

Shen Weizhou held his bowl, thought for a moment, and said, "Tomorrow is Sunday, Doctor Bai won't be working."

Yu Wan choked, unable to bear the fact that he didn't care about her own body at all, so she raised her hand and patted him lightly: "Then go the day after tomorrow!"

Liu Mianmian held her chopsticks and volunteered, "I'll go with him the day after tomorrow. Jiang Hongmei and I have an appointment to go to the market in Huaiping Township tomorrow."

She turned around and asked Yu Guoliang, "Would you like to join us in the fun?"

Yu Guoliang was worried about the fertilizer that was seized in the truck, but he also knew that it was useless to worry. The investigation team asked them to wait, so they could only wait obediently.

He already knew what Liu Mianmian and Jiang Hongmei were going to do in Huaiping Township. He thought that if the two girls went out to set up a stall, there was no telling what they might run into. At least if he followed them, it would give him courage and he could help if anything happened. So he nodded and said, "I'll go with you to take a look."

Shen Weiyun, who was rarely at home, suddenly had his eyes light up: "I, I want to join in the fun too."

Yu Wan glared at her: "There are only two months left until the college entrance examination. Instead of cramming, you're still thinking about playing around?"

Shen Weiyun said aggrievedly, "I've been cramming for the exam, and I'm a little tired. Why don't you take a break from work? Let's put these stinky feet aside for a few days."

“…”

Everyone at the table was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Liu Mianmian glanced at Shen Weiyun, thinking about what happened to her in the original book. It happened when Yu Wan was in a car accident, Shen Weizhou died, and the Shen family was in chaos. Judging from the time, it should have happened recently.

So he said, "Then combine work and rest, go and see the customs and folkways of the countryside. Maybe you can write about them in your composition when you take the exam."

Shen Weiyun immediately said, "That's right, reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. I'm going to see the rich and colorful production and life of the farmers, and I'm sure I can write about it in my composition when I come back."

Shen Weizhou picked up a piece of water spinach with his chopsticks and said calmly, "Then when you come back, write an article of no less than a thousand words."

The smile on Shen Weiyun's face was immediately replaced by a scowl. If her father had said this, she would have been able to make a joke and play it off, but it was her eldest brother who said this. She had been afraid of him since she was a child and didn't dare to say "no". She could only bargain: "A thousand words is a bit too much, how about eight hundred?"

Shen Weizhou nodded lightly.

Shen Weiyun was happy: "Okay, then I will write an 800-word article when I come back."

Liu Mianmian: “…”

This silly girl, Shen Weizhuo's saying of 1,000 words at the beginning was clearly to leave her room for "bargaining". After all, 800 words are enough for the college entrance examination essay. She was clearly assigned the "homework" of writing an essay, but she still felt that she had gotten a good deal and was secretly happy.

Aunt Liu actually wanted to go, but they had an appointment with their eldest son to call at ten o'clock tomorrow morning to discuss the matter of retirement and transfer in detail, so she had to give up.

The next day, Jiang Hongmei knocked on the door of Courtyard No. 9 again at dawn.

Liu Mianmian sat in the restaurant yawning, waiting for Aunt Liu to make pancakes and wontons for them as breakfast.

Jiang Hongmei was speechless when she saw her like this. She asked Yu Guoliang, "How did your family spoil her growing up? Look at how spoiled she is. Isn't it just that she got up a little early in the morning? Look at her, she looks like she's dying."

Yu Guoliang smiled innocently: "She is the youngest, so we as brothers naturally have to give in to her."

Liu Mianmian refused to accept the news and said confidently, "Comrade Jiang Hongmei, this is a little early, isn't it? This is very early, very early, too early. You're digging people up at this hour, and you still expect me to be energetic and have my eyes wide open like bells?"

"Look at this little chatterbox. She can say a hundred things to every one person she talks about." Jiang Hongmei didn't give him any respect and asked, "Open your eyes and look around this room. Is there anyone like you?"

Liu Mianmian yawned and looked at the other people at the table: Yu Guoliang, Shen Weiyun, Shen Weizhuo... Everyone looked energetic, as if they had slept for a full twenty-four hours.

Well.

"We farmers usually get up early, we're used to it." Yu Guoliang helped his sister make up for it, "Mianmian also has to work at night, so she goes to bed late. It's normal that she's not used to getting up early."

Shen Weiyun glanced at Liu Mianmian. Ever since they went to the military compound last time and saw Liu Mianmian arguing with the people "over there", she felt that this sister-in-law was actually not bad.

Later, the incident of the human traffickers became a hot topic. Shen Weiyun heard that the human traffickers had attacked Liu Mianmian twice, but she had seen through their tricks both times. She also called the police and had one of the traffickers, nicknamed Fatty, taken to the police station. Shen Weiyun felt that his sister-in-law was even more powerful.

Not only do I not hate her, I even like this sister-in-law quite a bit.

My sister-in-law is very powerful and special.

Seeing his sister-in-law being teased, Shen Weiyun blinked and said, "I'm a senior in high school. I get up early every day to cram for exams, so I'm used to getting up early. After the college entrance examination is over, I'm sure I'll sleep in every day until noon, and I probably won't be used to getting up early anymore."

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at her brother, staring at him with her watery eyes, and winked at him: Hurry up and speak up to help your sister-in-law out!

Seeing that Shen Weizhuo was unmoved and didn't say anything for a long time, Shen Weiyun was so bold as to secretly kick his brother under the dining table.

For a man like her brother, it was purely luck that he was able to marry a sister-in-law like her. If he doesn't know how to be sweet-talking and considerate, what will he do if his sister-in-law ignores him?

Shen Weizhou, who was kicked by his own sister, looked at Shen Weiyun speechlessly and said casually: "I am a light sleeper. I can't fall asleep again after waking up."

Jiang Hongmei: “…”

Okay, forget that you are on Liu Mianmian’s territory.

It's true, everyone is very protective of their own children.

If Liu Mianmian becomes as lazy as a worm in the future, everyone here will be innocent.

After breakfast, they walked out of Qiuzhi Lane. At the entrance of the lane, a tractor loaded with cargo was already parked there waiting.

Jiang Hongmei handed a pumpkin pancake she had packed from Shen's house to the young man driving the tractor and introduced him, "This is my friend, Liu Anmin."

Liu Anmin had a dark complexion, but his teeth looked particularly white when he smiled. As expected of Jiang Hongmei's friend, he had a cheerful personality. He greeted the group with a smile and said, while munching on a piece of bread, "The truck bed is full of fabrics and clothes. Find a place to sit."

Then he mumbled, "This cake is really delicious."

Liu Mianmian dragged Shen Weiyun onto the truck bed first. After they sat down, Jiang Hongmei looked at Shen Weizhou worriedly and asked, "Comrade Shen Weizhou, these are our conditions. Are you sure you want to go too?"

Shen Weizhou glanced at the truck bed filled with sacks and said, "Well, it's pretty good."

Jiang Hongmei sighed, turned her head and winked at Liu Mianmian, who spread her hands to indicate that she was powerless.

She had tried to dissuade Shen Weizhuo last night when he said he wanted to go together, but he said he was a little tired from his research recently and needed a balance between work and rest. He also used the weather, temperature, and his physical examination indicators to prove that there would be no problem for him to go to the market.

Shen Weizhuo didn't bother to be polite with Jiang Hongmei. He got on the car first and found a seat with sacks in front and behind to block the wind. Jiang Hongmei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw how relaxed he was, and then she climbed onto the truck bed.

She was really afraid that something might happen to this person on the road.

The last person to get on the tractor was Yu Guoliang. He adapted well. After all, a tractor is the best means of transportation in rural areas.

Dislike? Not really.

The morning wind in this season is very cool. After the tractor rumbled on, Liu Mianmian was blown by the cool morning breeze, and the remaining sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and the whole person became extremely awake.

The sky is filled with morning glow, and the trees on both sides of the road retreat little by little in the gentle light of the early morning. The pedestrians nearby and the smoke from cooking in the distance form a quiet and beautiful landscape painting.

It would be better if the tractor raised less dust.

Shen Weizhuo sat with his back straight among several sacks, his eyes fixed on the person beside him, his expression unconsciously softened.

Even though they left early, they were still far away. By the time they arrived in Huairou Township, it was already daybreak and the open space behind the township government was already filled with stalls.

Fortunately, Jiang Hongmei had contacted her aunt in advance, and her aunt took an old straw mat to reserve a good spot. When they found a place, her aunt was arguing with the stall owner next door.

"What are you selling? You have nothing to sell. Why are you taking up such a big space?"

The stall owners next door were a mean-looking couple. They arrived late and didn't get a good spot. Seeing a 50-centimeter-wide space next to Jiang Hongmei's aunt's tattered straw mat, they squeezed in. They realized that Jiang Hongmei's aunt didn't even have a bag of goods besides the straw mat, so they felt they had found fault and wanted to take over her space even more righteously.

Aunt Jiang Hongmei wasn't a pushover. She put her hands on her hips and started yelling, "I'm just selling shit, what the hell is it to you?! Damn it, I've already turned a blind eye to you forcing your way in, and you're still trying to push your luck. Do you really think I'm easy to bully? It's just a small space. If you want to stay here, stay. If not, take your shit and get out of here."

"You bitch, are you looking for a beating?" The male stall owner, relying on his burly figure, stood up suddenly and pointed at my aunt threateningly.

Without waiting for her aunt to answer, Jiang Hongmei threw the sack she was carrying in front of the male stall owner and yelled, "Hit me! Hit me! If you dare to hit me, I'll kill you today!"

The male stall owner glared: "Do you think I don't dare?!"

Then he saw a group of people standing in front of his stall.

The two men standing in the front were tall and dark-skinned. Either one of them would look difficult to deal with.

Behind the two stood a man and two women. These three people looked very refined and had the temperament of city intellectuals. The young man in particular, although handsome, had an unusually pale complexion and did not look healthy.

The male stall owner glanced at him with disdain, wondering if this consumptive idiot was also here to set up a stall.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his eyes met the other party, the hairs on his body immediately stood up. He had an inexplicable illusion that he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

He subconsciously took a step back.

Liu Anmin kicked the sack that the stall owner next door had placed on the ground and said, "Can't you see there are so many people here? There's no room for the two of you. Go somewhere cooler now."

The male stall owner said sternly, "Does this place belong to you? It's a public place. Whoever occupies it owns it."

Jiang Hongmei: "We have it, so get out of here."

The male stall owner wanted to say something else, but the female stall owner tugged at his sleeve: "Forget it, let's go to another place." They were not afraid of violence, but those three looked gentle and did not look like ordinary people.

The two men rolled up the rags spread on the ground and left angrily.

My aunt heaved a sigh of relief: "Oh, luckily you guys are here, otherwise I would have really started a fight with them."

She glanced at Liu Mianmian and the others curiously: "You guys don't look like you're here to set up a stall and sell things."

Liu Mianmian smiled and called her "Auntie" and said confidently, "I'm an investor. I only invest money, not sell goods. I'm certainly not here to set up a stall to sell things. I'm here to shop at the fair."

Jiang Hongmei: "...You are really good."

Shen Weiyun was extremely happy: "I can't sell things either, but I can buy things."

Yu Guoliang looked at these unreliable people and said helplessly: "I don't have anything to buy, I'll help sell it." He scratched his head: "But I don't know how to do it."

Liu Mianmian took out a piece of cardboard and placed it upright in front of the sack on the ground.

Before, Liu Mianmian took a cardboard and spread it in the truck bed. Jiang Hongmei thought she was being pretentious and disliked the truck bed being dirty. Now Jiang Hongmei could see clearly that there were two lines of crooked words written in red and black on the cardboard: Nancheng Garment Factory's high-end shirts are sold at a bargain price of ten yuan each, and if you buy more than three pieces, you can get an additional one yuan off for each piece!

“…”

They had clearly agreed on the selling price of nine yuan per piece, so how come it only became nine yuan per piece if you buy three or more?

"When you see this, do you feel that you would be missing out if you don't buy more than three?" Liu Mianmian asked with a smile.

Jiang Hongmei thought about it and thought to herself, it's true. This is more attractive than just saying it's nine yuan a piece.

She gave Liu Mianmian a thumbs-up and said to him, "Stop, stop blocking our business. Go buy whatever you want."

Liu Mianmian then went to the market happily.

At the beginning of the year, the government issued a document introducing ten policies to further invigorate the rural economy. It stipulated that from that year onwards, except for individual varieties, the state would no longer issue agricultural product purchase and distribution tasks to farmers, and farmers would be allowed to sell agricultural products other than those ordered on the market themselves.

Influenced by this, the agricultural products at the rural fair were very rich in variety and quantity. Liu Mianmian bought some high-quality fine grains, cotton and eggs, and soon filled a sack, so she had to send the things back to Jiang Hongmei and others.

Shen Weizhuo took the initiative to take on the task of delivering the things back. Although Liu Mianmian and Shen Weiyun were worried that he could not carry it, it turned out that he walked very easily with a large sack.

"My brother seems different than before. He didn't seem to have this much strength before." Looking at Shen Weizhou's back, Shen Weiyun frowned and said curiously, "Also, he didn't eat leeks or pumpkin before, but recently I've seen him eat leeks several times and slurp pumpkin pancakes with gusto. Do you think it's because he's better?"

Liu Mianmian was startled and asked, "You said he didn't eat leeks or pumpkin before?"

Shen Weiyun nodded: "Yes, but didn't the doctor say that his test results are good too? Maybe now that he's healthy, he's not picky about food anymore, right?"

"Maybe."

Liu Mianmian agreed casually, but she didn't agree in her heart.

In her previous life, she had a roommate who didn't eat onions, ginger, or garlic. Every time she ate, she would carefully ask about the ingredients, especially dumplings. She would not dare to eat until she knew the fillings. Once, she accidentally ate dumplings stuffed with leeks, and she vomited on the spot.

This habit is not so easy to change.

So, what happened to Shen Weizhuo?

The two waited for Shen Weizhuo there for a while. There were too many people coming and going. They stood in the middle of the road and bumped into people from time to time, so they simply hid in a secluded corner nearby.

The male stall owner who had tried to steal the space before suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stared at them with a gloomy expression: "It's all your fault. I have to set up my stall in a corner and haven't sold a single radish this morning."

What's the most common item at a rural market? Naturally, the ubiquitous radish and cabbage, readily available in every household. Add to that the high prices the couple demanded, their sardonic expressions, and their indifferent attitude, and it was no surprise they couldn't sell anything.

But he himself doesn't think so. He thinks it is so difficult to sell because he "lost" that good position.

Thinking that he would be laughed at by the villagers if he could not sell his goods and took them home, the male stall owner was furious. Seeing that Liu Mianmian and Shen Weiyun were the only two people, he grinned: "I will beat you two bitches to death and let you run wild-"

He rushed towards Liu Mianmian cursing, and when he was still half a meter away, he saw Liu Mianmian suddenly take out a bottle from her bag. Without waiting for him to react, Liu Mianmian quickly unscrewed the lid and splashed the male stall owner's head and face with a flick of her hand.

"ah--"