There are still six months until the Lunar New Year, and there will definitely be plenty of paper for the children to play with then.
At the same time, this can also be considered an excuse to appease the child. After all, after so much time has passed, who would still remember to fold paper airplanes?
The children weren't too disappointed, because if they couldn't get them now, they could get them during the Lunar New Year.
"Okay, sister, then give it to us during the New Year."
"Um."
Uncle Li saw his grandsons and quickly came over to shoo them away: "All of you, get out of here! The distillery isn't very big and you've almost filled it up. Get out of here and stop getting in the way."
He even raised his hand to scare the children into leaving quickly.
His grandsons had all been disciplined by him, and when they saw their grandfather raise his hand, they quickly shrank back and ran away.
The little boy who had asked Zhuang Feifei for paper earlier was still standing there, stunned because he hadn't gotten any. Uncle Li walked up to him, raising his hand, and said, "Aren't you leaving? You'll just bring them back."
Uncle Li looked fierce, which frightened the little boy, who turned away with a pout.
After the little boy left the distillery, Zhuang Feifei was still waiting for him in the same spot. The little boy walked up to her empty-handed and said, "That lady said there was no more paper, so I didn't get any."
Zhuang Feifei glared at him fiercely and sighed.
"Since you didn't get it, I can't give you the money."
She tossed her braids, turned and left; she still had to go to work in the fields.
Luo Jingyan wouldn't even give the child a piece of paper, so it seems that asking the child to ask her for paper won't work.
If you can't get it done face-to-face, are you going to steal it?
No, stealing is a serious crime if it's discovered. It's better if the child doesn't implicate her, because the child is young and might not be punished, but she will be the one punished.
So what should she do?
Thinking about this question, I unknowingly arrived at the field. Today's job was to pull weeds. It was summer, and the weeds in the field were growing very vigorously. Usually, after pulling weeds all day, my hands would be swollen from exhaustion.
Zhuang Feifei recalled the days when she had her own space and supplies, and couldn't help but feel regretful again.
After finishing work at noon, she originally planned to go home along her usual route, but suddenly remembered the patch of grass she had passed in the morning and the few scraps of paper on it.
She remembered that there seemed to be black stuff on those papers, which should be words. Since she couldn't get the papers with words on them from Luo Jingyan, she could just pick them up and give them to Xue Ningnan.
Yes, yes, that's what we'll do.
Anyway, Xue Ningnan had never seen Luo Jingyan's handwriting, so no matter who wrote the words, Xue Ningnan couldn't tell the difference.
She quickened her pace to the patch of grass, and thankfully, the few scraps of paper on it were still there. She picked them up and looked at what was written on them.
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