Wan Zhenzhen was hit on the head by these words. She felt wronged but dared not say anything.

Wang Hua didn't go too far after all. He fished out half a bag of walnuts from the depths of the cupboard and bought a bag of vermicelli and two kilograms of cheap biscuits from the supply and marketing cooperative.

These things are not worth much, only costing three or four dollars in total, but when they are packed in the cloth bag, they look like a lot.

The two of them pushed the bicycles and tied the bulging bags to the handlebars, which looked quite conspicuous.

Wang Hua secretly warned Wan Zhenzhen: "Don't give me a hard time. Do you think you didn't embarrass yourself enough yesterday?"

Wan Zhenzhen could only swallow her bitterness and show the expression of a new bride returning home. She couldn't understand how things had come to this.

Wang Hua's family has been working in the oil field for a long time, and there are few people in the compound who don't know him. When he walks in the family yard, older people keep greeting him.

"Where are you going, Huazi?"

"Is this big bag for you to take back to your wife's home?"

"That's right. It's time to go back home today."

"Hua Zi is really good to his daughter-in-law. He bought her so many things. He is really generous."

…

Wang Hua happily addressed everyone, calling them auntie and sister-in-law.

Only after leaving the courtyard did he stop looking at the expression on his face.

Little did he know that the person who had just been praising him started whispering to him after he turned around.

"Do you think Huazi's mother knows about the things he bought?"

"If Ma Qiuju knew about this, she would make a scene, right?"

"Who told her not to stay home? Her son also seems to be a good person to his wife. I think Ma Qiuju's good days are coming to an end."

…

Qian Qing also found Zhou Hao's colleague, a man named Wang Li, who was a well patrol worker and a classmate of Zhou Hao who graduated from a technical secondary school.

Wang Lisheng is a big and strong man, but his wife is a gentle and quiet one.

Qian Qing asked him to go to her parents' home and tell them, and he laughed heartily.

"Brother Hao came to see me before he left yesterday. Here, he gave me some money and asked me to buy some things."

Qian Qing didn't expect that during such a tense time yesterday, Zhou Hao could still think of the details, and a warm feeling flowed through her heart.

"Okay, then I won't keep you any longer. When Zhou Hao comes back, let him treat you to a meal."

After Qian Qing left, Wang Li's wife, who had been holding back for a while, grumbled angrily, "How are you going to send it off later?"

Wang Li didn't get the point yet: "Let's go to your mother's house first. Your sister-in-law's mother's house is in the match factory compound, which is far away."

Wang Li's wife kicked the things on the ground again and said, "Which of these belongs to them? Let's separate them so that we can take them later."

Wang Li pushed the bicycle and called her, "Don't move your feet. There is meat and candy inside."

Picking up the things on the ground and dividing them into two portions, Wang Li's wife watched helplessly as two pounds of meat and a large bag of milk candy were distributed to Qian Qing's parents' home. When it was her turn, she got one pound of meat, two pig's trotters, three pounds of peach cakes, and two boxes of cigarettes.

Logically speaking, this amount of stuff is not a small amount, but Wang Li’s wife’s eyes were glued to this huge piece of meat and couldn’t take them off.

"You just brought these things into my mother's house and then took them away?"

Wang Li thought about it and felt that it was somewhat inappropriate to bring something into someone's home and then take it away saying that you were bringing it for someone else.

"Then let's go to my sister-in-law's parents' home first, and then come back to your parents' home."

Wang Li's wife was holding her breath, but she couldn't ask him to change the meat directly. Anyway, Zhou Hao and Qian Qing were not going, so who knew how much he had sent? As long as the quantity was right, who would care about the weight?

But she thought that it was only the third day since she got married and she hadn't found her feet yet. Why bother arguing with Wang Li? It would be better for her to give birth to the baby first, as her mother said.

Director Li acted very quickly. When Qian Qing went to get the key in the afternoon, Director Li was already waiting there.

At Qian Qing's repeated requests, Li Hongmei signed a rental contract with her.

Although the factory has already demolished the office building, it will take at least half a year to rebuild it, plus the renovation and cleaning and distribution. It is estimated that no one will use that gate for a year.

So the contract was signed for a whole year, and the rent was calculated at five dollars a month.

The rent is very cheap. Nowadays, you can’t rent a storefront without paying more than 10 or 8 yuan. If it’s a place like a commercial street, it’s even more expensive.

Qian Qing took the key and went to look at the house. After walking out of the family compound and along the riverside for five minutes, she could see Zidi No. 1 Primary School.

There are three primary schools in the oil field, and the one with the most students is the first one. In recent years, some of the "second generation of oil workers" have reached the age of getting married and having children, and there are more and more children.

Now, the factory is saying that the fourth primary school will be built soon.

Qian Qing looked around the gate. It was a small, long room, diagonally opposite the school entrance. It was bare and empty all around.

The windows of the house were very large, probably to facilitate the security guards to keep an eye on the house. The door panels were shaky after a long time, and the house was really empty, with not even a chair leg to be found.

Qian Qing went home, got a broom and dustpan, and cleaned the house inside and out. She also found some red paint and dug out a big cardboard box. After opening it, she wrote the two big words "Popsicle" on it.

I brought two high stools from home and placed them in the house, preparing to start my popsicle selling plan tomorrow.

Everything was ready, and it was just after school. A crowd of children came out from the gate, and the more lively ones came up to watch.

He even asked Qian Qing in a cute way: "Sister, where is the popsicle?"

The weather in August is too hot, and the children are especially excited. Seeing popsicles is like seeing their relatives.

Qian Qing pointed at the house and said, "We'll start selling it tomorrow, both at noon and in the afternoon."

I plan to make two trips tomorrow, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, just in time to sell when the kids get out of school.

Popsicles melt quickly, and even if they are packed in boxes, they can only keep warm for a few hours. If she buys a lot in the morning, they will melt if she can't sell them by noon.

After getting Qian Qing's answer, the children with keys around their necks were delighted. They happily planned in their minds how they would go back home and ask their family for money so that they could have a popsicle tomorrow.

When Qian Qing returned home, it was already around seven or eight o'clock, and happened to run into the "War of the Century" next door.

Qian Qing listened to the crying and quarreling coming from next door and felt puzzled.

Why hasn't the battle of yesterday ended yet? What's going on?