Jiang Wenwan held up three fingers.
"Three thousand! If you dare to short even a fraction, I'll make a scene as long as I don't die. I don't care about my life, what's the point of having any shame?"
Wang Jianguo saw Hu's father sitting on the ground, and Jiang Wenwan saying this, especially since she hadn't had time to tidy her clothes.
His eyes darkened, his brows furrowed, and after the initial shock came disdain.
Why should I give you three thousand yuan?
"Shut up!"
Jiang Wenwan kicked Hu Qinghua away, sending him crashing into Wang Jianguo behind her.
"Ah! Jiang Wenwan, you actually kicked me?!"
"Brother Jianguo, can you see? How did my sister become like this?"
"roll!"
Jiang Wenwan ignored her and instead questioned the couple.
"Are you going to pay or not?"
"Here you go! Go get it now."
As Hu's father spoke, he told Zhang Cuifang to get the money. Jiang Wenwan could clearly see the sinister look in his eyes and sneered inwardly.
This is just the appetizer!
The original owner must have been in a state of utter despair under Hu Jianbang at that time, right?
How could three thousand dollars possibly appease the original owner's resentment and my own anger?
Blood debts must be washed away with blood.
Wang Jianguo, standing to the side, had a glint in his eye.
Hu Qinghua was heartbroken that they would actually give Jiang Wenwan so much money.
"dad!"
Hu Jianbang gave her a reassuring look, but Hu Qinghua stomped her foot in anger.
Seeing that they all treated Wang Jianguo like family, Wen Wan could only give them a thumbs up.
Zhang Cuifen also felt sorry for him, so she took out a ten-yuan note from her pocket and said:
"I'll give you ten yuan first. We'll take your dad to the clinic, and I'll give you the rest of the money when we get back."
“I told you my dad died a long time ago, he’s not my dad. You’re going to the clinic, right? I’ll go with you.”
Zhang Cuifen called Wang Jianguo over for help, saying that Hu Jianbang had broken his leg.
Jiang Wenwan watched them leave, straightened her clothes, and touched her burning face.
She took out the Jade Skin Cream from her spatial storage, applied it to her face, and then looked at her spatial storage.
She already had this space in her past life, along with half a peace buckle, which was said to be the only thing her biological parents left her.
She still carries that half of the safety buckle on her person, and the space is still there.
She transformed a 250-square-meter space into a one-bedroom, two-living-room apartment.
The two largest rooms are the weapons depot and the medical equipment storage depot.
Inside were the guns, ammunition, and various medical equipment she used during missions, which were no longer needed now.
And her safe, the money inside is useless here.
It seems that even gold bars should be used with caution, so she might as well just make a quick buck first.
Hearing that the people in the courtyard were going to the health station, she went out to see the streets of this era as well.
While you're at it, buy some meat. This body is thin and wiry, with a sallow complexion, but its features are delicate. If it's properly cared for, it will definitely be a beauty in the making.
At the clinic, the family members all had strange expressions when they saw her come along.
Zhang Cuifen wiped away her tears as she looked at Jiang Wenwan, her eyes filled with resentment and shock.
"The doctor said your dad and your Uncle Hu have broken their arms and shinbones, and Wenwan, you..."
Jiang Wenwan interrupted her.
"Uncle Hu's fall was really serious. We can't let him drink alcohol anymore."
After saying that, he glanced at Hu Jianbang, who was using crutches and had a cast on his arm, and said to the doctor:
"Doctor, I heard that you can get a rib voucher for this kind of fracture, right?"
"Give us a ticket for ten jin of pork ribs, we'll pay for it, and it'll help my uncle recover."
The middle-aged doctor even praised her after hearing what she said!
"You are such a filial child."
"Ten pounds is too much; I can only give you a receipt for two pounds at most."
"Two jin is fine too, thank you doctor!"
Holding the rib coupon, Jiang Wenwan glared at the Hu family and went straight to the meat stall next to the supply and marketing cooperative, where she bought two jin of ribs.
Make her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs.
To be fair, the Hu family was quite well-off, yet Wenwan always wore clothes that Hu Qinghua didn't want anymore.
They just patch up the tears and keep wearing them; what an amazing family dynamic.
When Hu Jianbang and the others returned, Jiang Wenwan had already prepared the meal and sent a large pot of rice into her spatial dimension.
She only served herself one bowl, leaving enough of the two pounds of sweet and sour pork ribs for herself, and putting the rest into her spatial storage.
The original owner of this body had a small appetite, while she had a large appetite, but considering the original owner's health, she still ate smaller meals more frequently.
Take your time to recover.
When the Hu family returned, they saw smoke coming from the kitchen and assumed she had prepared the meal.
When she looked at the stove, the pots and pans were all hot, and she was the only one on the table with a bowl of rice covered with ribs.
"Wen Wan, where's the food?"
"You've already eaten! Do you want some? Make it yourselves!"
Zhang Cuihua was speechless at her words, staring at the person in front of her in disbelief.
Is this still my obedient, sensible, and hardworking daughter?
Hu Qinghua also rushed in, his eyes sweeping across the kitchen, and questioned:
"Where are the spare ribs?"
"You've eaten!"
As Jiang Wenwan spoke, she finished the last piece of pork rib in her bowl right in front of them, sucked on the bone, and exclaimed, "So delicious!"
Seeing that they were all looking at her, she smiled, stood up, clapped her hands, and said:
“I used to be so naive and thought you were all family, but now Uncle Hu has taught me a lesson.”
Ah! I've got it!
Hurry up and give me the three thousand yuan you promised. From now on, I'll only cook for myself or eat at state-run restaurants.
I can't do any housework at home, so I plan to go to the factory. Anyway, it'd be a waste not to use the opportunity!
"What? No, that's mine!"
Hu Qinghua blurted it out.
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