Although I didn't get any cotton coupons, I managed to buy a lot of grain coupons and, of course, the bicycle ticket.

When I get to the countryside and have the chance, I will buy a car, even if I just keep it in a space temporarily, so that I won’t be caught off guard in case of an emergency.

This senior on a bicycle envied her whenever she saw others riding one, but unfortunately, she had never even touched one.

After leaving Dove, Wen Nuan was about to go to the bus stop. Unexpectedly, she ran into two middle-aged women when she turned a corner. One of them was the cabbage seller who had just shown her the way.

"Oh, Miss 께, you're still here! That's great!"

Wen Nuan was frightened by the sudden move of the old lady.

"Auntie, what are you doing?"

As if she realized that her actions were not quite right, the old lady smiled teasingly.

"I'm sorry, miss. I got a little excited. Sorry, sorry!"

"It's okay, but what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Oh, yes, yes, that's right! Miss, this is my neighbor, you want to get some cotton! Her place is better, do you want some?"

The old lady pointed at the big package on her neighbor and asked.

"Cotton? Where did you get so much cotton at this time?"

The middle-aged woman seemed a little embarrassed and shy, but her wrinkled brows expressed her mood.

"Miss, I'm not blaming you. My neighbor has a problem at home, so I wanted to sell the cotton for some money so that I can catch up with you. You need it too. It's a coincidence!"

Seeing that the other party didn't want to talk further, Wen Nuan didn't have to ask questions.

"You are really kindhearted, Auntie. I wonder how your neighbor wants to sell his cotton?"

Seeing that Wen Nuan didn't mind, the old lady relaxed and then gave her neighbor a kiss with her arm.

"Fengjuan, please speak up. How much do you want to sell this cotton for?"

After receiving the signal, Jiang Fengjuan looked at Wen Nuan timidly, then handed the cotton over.

"There are 100 kilograms of new cotton in here. I bought it for 3.5 yuan a kilogram. Including the ticket, you only need to pay 30 yuan in total!"

Jiang Fengjuan's voice was very soft. Even though the two of them were less than a meter apart, if it weren't for Wen Nuan's good ears, it would have been difficult to hear what she said.

"Feng Juan, please speak louder! What are you mumbling about? I can't hear you!"

The old lady was a little anxious, fearing that she would miss Wen Nuan as a buyer.

She saw it when she left just now. This person bought a lot of tickets from the ticket seller. He is a generous person!

"I...I..."

"I heard you. Thirty dollars, right? I'll take the cotton. Just make sure it's new!"

"I guarantee it's new. Don't worry, my neighbor is honest and won't lie. This cotton was originally bought for her daughter as a dowry.

Unexpectedly, the wedding fell through and the elderly in the family fell ill, so I thought of selling cotton to make ends meet!"

The old lady told everything at once, for fear that Wen Nuan would feel upset and cause more trouble.

"Okay, then I'll check the goods. If there's nothing wrong with them, I'll pay!"

"good!"

The cotton was delivered to my warm hands. I opened the package and found balls of snow-white cotton, soft and fluffy.

"It's really good. I want all of them. Here's thirty yuan. Take it!"

"Okay, thank you, thank you!"

Only when she held the thirty yuan in her hand did Jiang Fengjuan's frown relax a little.

After paying the money, Wen Nuan turned and left from another alley. When she reached the bus stop, the cotton in her hand had already been put into the space.

The bus stop was near the supply and marketing cooperative. After Wen Nuan got off the bus, she still had to walk for a while before she could get home. Unexpectedly, as soon as she reached the alley, she saw Wen Qing looking around.

At this time, Wen Qing also saw Wen Nuan and immediately ran over in a hurry.

"Wen Nuan, where have you been? I've been waiting for you all afternoon. Didn't you say you would hand over your work in the afternoon? It's already so late and you're just coming back. Where have you been fooling around? Do you have any shame?"

Wen Qing vented all the anger she had accumulated throughout the afternoon towards Wen Nuan. She was so angry that she completely forgot about the loss she had suffered at Wen Nuan's hands.

"ah...."

Wen Nuan was not used to being gentle, so she reached out and slapped him.

"Your mother didn't teach you how to behave, so I will teach you well. If you don't know how to talk, just shut up. If you open your mouth and close your mouth, you should curse people. Who gave you this bad habit?"

After Wen Nuan finished speaking, she raised her hand to continue fighting. Seeing this, Wen Qing knew she was no match for him, so she turned around and ran away.

"Warm, you're waiting, you're waiting for my dad to come back!"

While running, Wen Qing did not forget to speak harshly. Wen Nuan naturally did not care about these and went straight back to the Wen family courtyard.

Wen Changming and Tan Xiulian's rooms are locked, so we can't just break them in now. Let's wait a little longer!

After tonight, she would have her chance. Tomorrow would be a whole day, so she could wait.

As soon as Wen Qing ran away, she went to the machinery factory to complain to Wen Changming.

The original redness and swelling had not gone away completely, and the slap in the face had added new wounds to the old ones, making the gentle face look even uglier.

With such a face, Wen Qing kept her head down all the way, fearing that she would be embarrassed if seen by acquaintances.

Finally, they arrived at the gate of the machinery factory and heard the bell for the end of get off work. They waited at the door for Wen Changming and Tan Xiulian to come out.

Hundreds of people had passed by before Wen Qing finally saw her parents. She pouted and rushed forward aggrievedly.

"Dad, Mom, Wen Nuan hit me. I waited at home for the whole afternoon, but she didn't come back. I just asked her a few questions and she started hitting me. Look at my face. What should I do?"

"What's wrong with Wen Nuan? Why did Qing Qing do this? Chang Ming, you can't just sit there and do nothing this time. Qing Qing looks so bad!"

Looking at Wen Qing's red and swollen cheeks, Tan Xiu Lian felt very distressed and spoke to Wen Changming angrily.

Wen Changming felt a little distressed when he saw Wen Qing's face, but he was more annoyed.

He felt that Wen Qing's appearance made him embarrassed. As the saying goes, family disgrace should not be publicized. With so many people coming and going, if people heard it, they would laugh at him for not managing his household strictly!

"Okay, what's the point of blocking the door? Go home and tell us what happened. You're an adult now, stop crying!"

Wen Qing didn't expect her father to say that, and her hand that was wiping her tears suddenly became stiff.

But she didn't dare to talk back to Wen Changming at this moment. After all, what she was doing had not been fully implemented yet. She could only count on Wen Changming to suppress Wen Nuan.