"Five hundred and ninety-seven, six hundred and two, six hundred and three."
After counting twice and confirming that the amount was correct, Jia Zhang was satisfied. She carefully covered the box and put it back, restored the floor tiles to their original state, and climbed out from under the bed with great effort.
What she didn't know was that her movements were clearly seen by a pair of eyes outside the window through the gap in the curtains.
After get off work, Li Qinghe rode his bike humming a little tune, with the bamboo basket on the front of the bike filled with food.
He bought this basket on the black market. He saw someone selling eggs in this basket and thought the size was suitable, so he bought the eggs and asked for the basket. The stall owner didn't care about the bamboo basket and gave it to him.
After that, I went to Liang Ladi and used some thin steel bars to modify the bicycle. I fixed the basket on the front of the bicycle to carry things.
As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Yan Bugui packing up his second-hand bicycle. Under his maintenance, if I didn’t know that the bicycle was second-hand, I would have thought it was a new one. There was not even any mud on the wheels.
He smiled and said hello, "Uncle, I'm busy, but I got the things. Don't forget to come over in the evening. I won't make another trip to invite you."
Yan Bugui glanced at him and immediately laughed, with wrinkles on his face that could kill a fly.
"Oh my, is this all we're going to eat tonight? This, this, this is too rich!"
He just felt comfortable all over. Li Qinghe could treat him with such good things, which was giving him face. Moreover, Li Qinghe wanted to treat him this time. Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong both benefited from him.
Yu Li doesn't count, she earned it through labor. She helps Li Qinghe wash clothes every day, so she contributed effort.
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