First, register the pork jerky orders placed by the five old men.
"I will send you the price list after I finish selling all the braised food tomorrow."
Before leaving, Fang Yan said with a smile.
Now, in her cloth bag, there is an order for pork jerky weighing fifty kilograms.
This order will also allow her to make a small profit.
Just thinking about it makes me feel so happy.
"Okay, let's go home and look for it today. No matter how many meat coupons we find, we'll bring them to you tomorrow."
Several elderly gentlemen also expressed their opinions.
Fifty catties of pork jerky requires a lot of pork, so they have to make sure they collect enough tickets.
Fang Yan smiled and said with a smile, "Thank you for your cooperation, gentlemen."
If she doesn't have enough money, she can try to find a solution.
But if there aren't enough tickets, then there's really nothing we can do.
Because every household was short of meat coupons.
"I'll take you there."
After leaving the Wei family's house, Fang Yan prepared to go to the police station.
Wei Jiahong chased after her from inside the house, took the heavy load of braised meat and other items from her hands, and said to her.
"The stuff is so heavy, I'll take it to the police station for you."
Seeing Fang Yan's lips twitch, and anticipating what she wanted to say, Wei Jiahong quickly added, "I've eaten two such delicious meals cooked by you, and you even ordered a hot pot meal. Plus, the mooncakes you made last time. You really helped me a lot. It's only right that I deliver the things to the police station for you."
He kept his thoughts completely hidden; not only his expression and tone of voice, but even his eyes showed no sign of anything amiss.
His attitude was normal, and his words and actions were those of a gentleman.
The old men couldn't see anything wrong either, and they all helped to comfort Fang Yan, "It's alright, don't be polite with him for such heavy work, let him carry it over for you, after all, he ate the most at noon!"
They talked back and forth, making it impossible for Fang Yan to get a word in edgewise.
It was hard to refuse such hospitality.
She accepted this kindness.
Anyway, she probably won't stay here for too long, and the number of times she can bother them is limited.
"Thank you, sir!"
Fang Yan thanked Wei Jiahong.
On the way, to ease the awkward silence between them, she joked, "I'm afraid it will shorten my lifespan if I ask you to help me carry things."
"Mom, what does 'shortening one's lifespan' mean?"
Little Fish, holding Fang Yan's hand, hopped and skipped, looking up at her and asking.
Before Fang Yan could speak, she heard Wei Jiahong lower his head and whisper to him, "Your mother is just joking with your uncle."
As he spoke, he looked at Fang Yan again, "As a public servant, it is my duty to serve the people."
How can you say that here?
"Pfft..." Fang Yan laughed, "You dare say that, but I dare not accept it."
Having the county officials carry her things—not to mention anything else—if Zhang Zongde and the village chief found out, they'd probably be trembling with fear.
You know, after shaking hands with Wei Jiahong last time, they were reluctant to wash their hands for a long time.
"There's nothing I can't accept. If you don't mind, you can treat me as a regular friend."
Wei Jiahong always kept his thoughts to himself very well, maintaining a gentle and polite attitude while keeping a proper distance between men and women.
So Fang Yan didn't notice his thoughts at all.
She gave a flattered look and said, "It's my honor."
She never had the idea of trying to marry into a higher social class.
But why not be friends with the local officials?
"Yes, you know my home phone number. If you need anything in the future, you can call my home directly."
Wei Jiahong also wanted to say that if he went to serve in the military in the future, he could call him if he needed anything.
But then he realized that if he said that, he wouldn't be able to hide his true feelings, so he held back.
"Okay," Fang Yan readily agreed, since whether or not she would call in the future was entirely up to her.
Fang Yan's impression of Wei Jiahong was that he had the shrewdness of a bureaucrat, but when his eyes and face darkened, he would unconsciously exude an intimidating official aura.
She thought that this kind of relationship would be very difficult.
Unexpectedly, they chatted and laughed along the way, creating a surprisingly relaxed atmosphere.
Little Fish looked up and saw his mother and Uncle Wei chatting and laughing. Suddenly, he remembered the task his father had given him before he left.
He looked up again, scrutinizing Wei Jiahong intently, wondering whether he should tell his father about this next time he called.
"Little Fish, is there something you want to ask your uncle?" Noticing the little guy's actions, Wei Jiahong simply bent down, picked him up, and asked.
The little fish, being picked up and looking at Wei Jiahong at eye level, asked cutely, "Uncle Wei, you're so tall! People this tall have aunts, where's Aunt Wei?"
Wei Jiahong was taken aback. He hadn't expected that his marital status would be revealed to Fang Yan in this way.
He thought for a moment and then said in a way that a child could understand, “You should call her Wim. She’s gone, gone to where she wanted to go, and is living the life she wanted.”
Little Fish's little brain, I don't know how it worked, suddenly asked in a clear voice, "Doesn't she want you anymore?"
Wei Jiahong: ...
I have to say, this little guy is right.
It really was she who initiated the divorce.
Yes, although she went to great lengths to get married, the two of them were ultimately forced to be together.
"Yes, he doesn't want me anymore."
Wei Jiahong said frankly.
"Feel sorry!"
Fang Yan never expected that a casual chat by a mischievous child could bring up someone else's past heartbreak.
She wanted to take the unruly child over.
However, Little Fish stretched out his little arms, hugged Wei Jiahong's neck, and said, "Uncle Wei, don't be sad. Let's be good friends from now on, and I'll play with you."
Children's words, though sometimes funny, are the truest, purest, most sincere, and warmest.
Looking at the child's innocent face, Wei Jiahong felt a warmth in his heart. "Okay, from now on we'll be good friends."
When they arrived at the police station, Xiaoyu struggled to get down and ran excitedly with Qibei to find his familiar uncle. Fang Yan apologized to Wei Jiahong again, "I'm sorry, the child was rude."
"Divorce is not something that can't be mentioned, it's fine."
Wei Jiahong said nonchalantly, "Don't scold the child anymore, he's fine."
As she said this, the feelings that had been suppressed deep in her heart began to loosen again.
However, in the blink of an eye, he was crushed to death by Wei Jiahong.
Some people, no matter how good or agreeable, are ultimately missed if you don't meet them at the right time.
if……
Thinking about his current divorced status, Wei Jiahong suddenly thought that if one day, the man named Zhang Jizhou did not know how to cherish him, then he would have no more reservations!
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