Chapter 158 The Slowly Changing Body
Shang Zhen glanced at Ye Xiaomei, who had a calm and confident expression on her face. It was obvious that she had noticed something and suddenly became alert:
"Yes, Officer Zhang, we must investigate."
As expected, Shang Kaiming's face darkened, and he slammed the table and gritted his teeth and said, "Check... check, check anything you want, these bills are all stamped."
"Okay." Zhang Sanmao glanced at his sister-in-law. She looked calm and confident. "I'll let you know once I've checked it out."
After leaving the police station, Shang Zhen kept cursing all the way, all the way to the school.
——Shang Kaiming is an old fox, cunning and treacherous, and there is absolutely nothing good to say from him.
——Why didn’t the heavy rain ten years ago kill him along with the mudslide?
Back in the dormitory, Shang Zhen still didn't stop talking: "He is a bully at home, he only knows how to bully his family, and he is a coward outside, bah."
"Stop cursing and wasting your breath. Think about how to compensate him." Ye Xiaomei was worried about Shang Zhen. She wished she had money.
Shang Zhen finally came to his senses and took out the money from his pocket and put it on the bed:
"I asked my dad for 2,000 yuan today. If I really give it to that bastard, my living expenses for this semester and the tuition for next semester will be wasted."
Shang Zhen went to her father to ask for money, but her father naturally didn't give it to her so easily, so Shang Zhen said that it was for this year's expenses, and if he gave it to her, Shang Zhen wouldn't bother him for the whole year. Otherwise, how could he give her two thousand at once?
Ye Xiaomei is not the kind of person who would not repay a favor. She has to think about how to get money to help Shang Zhen:
"Shang Zhen, the dormitory is so big and there are only two of us. If we make something in the dormitory after class and sell it, can we make some money?"
Shang Zhen hesitated for a moment and said, "No way, you are married, your husband won't support you."
Thinking of this, Ye Xiaomei felt overwhelmed. Which of Wang Lan's friends would give her money? Unless Ye Xiaomei voluntarily gave up her qualification to study:
"By the way, have you called the military district?"
"No, I can't get through. There might be something wrong with the hospital's phone."
Ye Xiaomei let out a long sigh: "That's good, it saves him from worrying." However, with Wang Lan's temper, she would definitely force Ma Qijun to divorce her. Counting the time carefully, it would take about a week. I wonder if he will come back.
"Let's talk about your idea of making money." Shang Zhen looked at the money with a painful look on her face. She also wanted to make money, otherwise she would always live a life of dependence on others.
Take the time she went to ask for money today, for example. That damn stepmother looked as if she wanted to eat her up on the spot. If she hadn't been willing to stop bothering the three of them if she gave her the money, they would have turned into a fight right on the spot.
As Shang Zhen was cursing, Ye Xiaomei was also thinking: "I think the simplest way is for us to buy some flour, meat or something to make dumplings, invest in a coal briquette stove, some bowls and chopsticks, and then we can set up a stall."
In fact, she also knows how to make wontons, but she can’t steal the old lady’s business.
"Making dumplings? I'm good at this. When shall we do it?" Shang Zhen was ready to try, looking at Ye Xiaomei with shining eyes. He didn't realize that this weak girl from the country had such a brain.
"It happens to be a weekend, so let's just do it. On weekdays, we set up a stall at the school gate. On weekends, when there are fewer students, we will set up in a busy place."
Ye Xiaomei thought it through and immediately borrowed money from Shang Zhen: "I promise to return all the money to you with interest in one month."
"Okay, it's better than living off the savings." Shang Zhen, who was cheerful, handed the money to Ye Xiaomei with a wave of his hand: "You decide on the arrangements. I hate calculating the bills, but you can leave the heavy work to me."
Ye Xiaomei looked at the money in her hand and looked at Shang Zhen in shock. Does she trust her so much?
"Then let's go shopping together tomorrow."
The two hit it off immediately and spent the whole night in silence. Ye Xiaomei looked at Shang Zhen, who was reading a novel with his back to her. She felt a pain at the back of her head, but she still didn't see any scenes related to Shang Zhen.
Strangely, when Ye Xiaomei was concentrating on looking at Shang Kaiming in the police station today, she felt a pain at the back of her head, but at least she saw how Shang Kaiming asked the doctor to help him issue fake certificates.
Ye Xiaomei turned off the lights and lay down, resting her head on her hands. She knew her body was slowly changing, but she didn't know why. Just like today on the operating table, she actually saw the blood clot in her brain in the dark, and she could even see the blood vessels.
Thinking of this, as soon as Ye Xiaomei closed her eyes, she seemed to be in a pitch-black space.
There was also the sound of a strong and rhythmic heartbeat and the gurgling sound of flowing water in her ears. Just when Ye Xiaomei was curious, she suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Ah!"
"Damn, what's wrong with you?" Shang Zhen was so scared that he trembled and threw the book in his hand away.
"I'm looking after two very young children." Ye Xiaomei was breathing heavily, and by the time Shang Zhen pulled the light cord, she was already sweating profusely.
"Did you... see a ghost?" Shang Zhen looked around. There were only the two of them in the dormitory. Not to mention it was indeed a bit quiet. But being frightened by Ye Xiaomei's sudden surprise was really a bit scary.
Ye Xiaomei took a few gentle breaths, looked up at Shang Zhen who was slowly shaking his head, and her gaze slowly fell on her belly. She suddenly felt a chill on her back. Could it be that what she saw was the baby in her belly?
At that moment, Ye Xiaomei couldn't breathe smoothly. This was too scary. Ye Xiaomei must understand all the changes in her body clearly.
The next morning, under Shang Zhen's guidance, Ye Xiaomei arrived at the only grocery market in Chaocheng.
In Shang Zhen's words, she had not been happy since her father took her to the city, and she often came here to buy bargains:
"Especially for those who rent houses in the city, some of their belongings cannot be taken away after they move out, so they will also sell them in this flea market. If you are lucky, you can buy a coal briquette stove that is 80% to 90% new."
Ye Xiaomei inquired and found out that a new coal briquette stove costs more than twenty yuan, but this second-hand one is much cheaper at only twelve yuan.
"Ye Xiaomei, this stove is cracked. Why don't you save the ten dollars and buy a new one?"
Even people were squatting next to second-hand coal briquette stoves, checking the quality head to head, and people were coming and going on the street in the middle of the messy grocery market.
"No need. This stove is originally made of red clay. I'll fill it up and it will still burn well when it's time to use it. That's it. Besides, we still have to pay for the medical expenses after Officer Zhang finishes checking the hospital's expenses. Every penny saved is a penny earned."
Ye Xiaomei said as she stood up to bargain with the boss:
"Boss, can you give me a cheaper price? I'll take it for ten dollars. I also want to buy a second-hand small table and a couch here."
The boss waved his hand in a local tone and said, "Okay, you two look like students. I'll give you a discount after you finish choosing."
The two of them spent the whole morning shopping in the grocery market. There were more and more things for sale, and Shang Zhen didn't know how to bargain, so she could only stand at the intersection and look at the pile of pots, bowls, and pans while Ye Xiaomei went to buy a colander.
They then hired a pedal cart to temporarily deliver these things to the school gate.
"You rest here, I'll move these things." Shang Zhen spat into his palm and rubbed his hands ready to move things to the dormitory.
Fortunately, the dormitory manager was not there, otherwise he would have made things difficult for me again.
The old man on duty in the security room looked at them with wide eyes and said, "What are you doing? You can't move things into the dormitory like this. Hey, there's a coal briquette stove. This is not allowed. I didn't hear that the dormitory rules allow the use of open flames. What if a fire breaks out? Stop right there."
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