Chapter 119 Indifferent

It just so happens that her husband has officially retired, so she can take advantage of the fact that the child is still young to make up for the lack of paternal and maternal love she owes him.

Unaware of her inner thoughts, Chen Honghong exclaimed, "The old man is truly a cultured man," before handing several packets of oil paper to Gu Tingyun with a warm smile, "Here you go, young Comrade Gu."

Then she looked at her little niece and tried to lure her home with delicious food: "Sweetie, how about you stay at Auntie's house for a few days? Auntie will cook braised pork for you every day."

Helian Jiao shook her head and said seriously, "No, I want to bring Grandma a big meat bun back."

Chen Honghong wanted to say a few more words of coaxing, but then other customers came to the supply and marketing cooperative. "Comrade, what do you sell here?"

A young woman dressed in what looked like a rural area stood at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative, peeking nervously inside.

Another salesperson immediately curled her lip in disdain: "Can't you see for yourself if you have eyes?"

These days, jobs at supply and marketing cooperatives are considered secure, with fixed salaries. The goods they sell are in high demand, so there's no sense of competition or service among the sales staff.

Chen Honghong greeted him with a warm smile: "Comrade, come in and take a look. We sell grains, oils, non-staple foods, and other daily necessities here."

After standing there for a while, Jiang Manyun said, "Comrade Chen, I'll take Guaibao back first."

Chen Honghong was too busy to leave, so she could only nod and say, "Okay, thank you, Comrade Jiang. My dear, go back and tell your grandma that I'll be going back next time I have a day off."

Helian Jiao gave a soft "hmm" and rode her bicycle home, laden with her purchases.

Not long after, Chen Honghong also warmly saw off the young woman who had bought two jin of soy sauce, two jin of salt, and two jin of kerosene.

Another salesperson, pinching her nose and waving a palm-leaf fan, said, "Honghong, why are you so enthusiastic towards these country bumpkins? They all smell awful!"

She wasn't lying; young women do indeed have a body odor.

Chen Honghong smiled and said, "It's the middle of the day, and a woman like you must be sweating a lot walking such a long way from the countryside to the city. Besides, I also come from the countryside, so I can't look down on people from the countryside."

The saleswoman said in a condescending tone, "You're different. You've married into the city and are now a city dweller. You even get a government-subsidized food ration. You're not the same as those peasants who only know how to toil in the fields!"

This wasn't the first time Chen Honghong had heard similar things, because rural people are uneducated, speak rudely, and are not clean.

But every time she hears someone say that, she is sincerely grateful to her mother for insisting on sending her to finish middle school; otherwise, she would definitely be toiling in the fields for a living now.

And he immediately decided that when he got back, he would speed up his two sons' education so that they would at least finish high school and become factory workers!

We also need to mention to my niece's mother that we'll send her to the city to study together when she's a little older.

Achoo!

Helian Jiao, who was sitting on the bicycle enjoying the breeze, suddenly sneezed, which immediately made Jiang Manyun nervous. "Baby, is the wind too strong up ahead? Tingyun, why don't you switch places with me?"

Helian Jiao rubbed her nose, her childish voice a little muffled: "The wind isn't strong, it's just that my nose is a little itchy."

But Jiang Manyun still made the two children switch seats.

(End of this chapter)