"You're overthinking it. You're definitely overthinking it." Song Yan turned her head away from him. Because she could go to the commune, Song Yan was in a good mood. It wasn't dark yet, so she was playing with Wei Ping and Wei An in the yard.
The occasional bursts of laughter eased Wei Aiguo's mood somewhat. He went to the storeroom and retrieved a small bow. Wei Ping had seen it first. "A bow, a bow." He had seen bows before.
Song Yan took the bow from Wei Aiguo, her face showing undisguised surprise. "For me?"
“I can’t keep eating the fish you catch for free. There are ten arrows in total.”
Song Yan tried to draw the bow; she managed to pull it, but not fully. Looking at her posture, Wei Aiguo shook his head. "Make sure you cook early tomorrow morning; I'll teach you archery before you go to work."
What a great thing! "Okay!"
Early in the morning, Song Yan got ready and followed behind Wei Aiguo. Wei Aiguo wondered why he was willing to teach her; perhaps it was because of her kindness towards Wei Ping and Wei Anhao.
After telling Song Yan how to draw the bow, aim, and release the arrow, Wei Aiguo went to cut grass.
When Wei Aiguo came home from work, he saw the willow baskets in the house and asked his mother where they came from. Aunt Wei chuckled, "Song Yan wove them; your wife is very skillful!"
Wei Aiguo picked it up and looked at it; it was braided very tightly. "You have quite the strength!"
There's something to be suspicious about! It certainly takes a lot of strength to weave something so tightly. Isn't this like cheating with some kind of spatial ability? There are plenty of willow twigs; just use your spatial ability, and you can weave a basket or carrying basket with your mind in no time. I've woven quite a few in my own spatial ability! "Just weave slowly, it's for home use, I don't care how pretty it is, as long as it works!"...
If you want to browse the black market, you need something to carry your things!
The next day, Wei Aiguo saw a half-woven basket in his room. There were also willow branches in the yard.
Song Yan thought to herself, "Now you can't doubt me, right?"
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Jiang Xiaoxiao had no money, so she didn't buy anything. But Song Yan needed her company, so she went to the commune. Song Yan got the letter of introduction for the name change and then set off with Xiaoxiao. They were incredibly lucky; today the team was sending the brigade leader to a meeting at the commune in a horse-drawn cart. A ride was much better than walking!
The brigade leader was quite polite to Song Yan. Every year, the commune selected outstanding team members, and Song Yan's fearlessness and courage in rescuing people were a perfect example. In the past, the brigade had only nominated skilled workers; basically, every brigade did the same. The commune leader was very dissatisfied. This year, Qingshan Brigade had someone different.
Sitting in the carriage, the brigade leader, showing concern for the educated youth, started chatting with Song Yan. Having dealt with patients before, Song Yan was quite the chatterbox. So, Song Yan and the brigade leader talked all the way. The brigade leader was very satisfied with Song Yan; she was a down-to-earth, unassuming young woman, truly commendable.
After Xiaoxiao and Song Yan got off the carriage, Xiaoxiao said, "I didn't realize you were so talkative."
Song Yan chuckled, "Leaving a good impression on the boss will make it easier to get things done with him in the future, right?"
Going to the black market definitely couldn't involve Xiaoxiao, and she didn't know how to bring it up. Seeing Song Yan's hesitant look, Xiaoxiao directly asked her if something was wrong.
“I have other things to do besides changing my name, but I want to go by myself. You wait for me here; it will take me a long time,” Song Yan said.
Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, "If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask you. But you can't do anything reckless."
"You're so kind." Song Yan hugged Xiao Xiao, picked up her basket, and ran off.
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